"You're going to treat me to bread?" Shang Luo glanced at his phone, "Sorry, I don't have much time."

"Half a small is good! Oh no, 15 minutes is fine! Although he couldn't make an expression, the tone of "Baking Assistant III" could not hide his excitement. Because he finally found someone who could open his mouth to eat seriously.

"Okay then." Shang Luo nodded. He generally doesn't say no to people's requests, and he doesn't hate people who want to invite him to dinner.

"Okay, okay, okay." The parts of the baking assistant III are shaking, "15 minutes I think. Yes! I can do this 15 minutes before! Please wait, I'll be back to Ali right away. Until then, please sit down. ”

"Oh, good." Shang Luo looked around, but there wasn't a seat here for him to rest.

"Ahh Sorry, it's rude that there are no seats for our valued guests. Hold on! He ran away, rummaging through the warehouses across the walls, and then holding a huge truck tire in one hand and a third in his right hand. The tires were clean, he had already scrubbed them, and the water was drying when he dragged them over.

"You may be seated, you two may be seated." With that, he ran again—this time to his kitchen.

"Good fellows." Shang Luo sat on the tire and touched the sidewall of the tire, "The weight of this tire is quite large." Isn't it true that the power of these automata is actually quite small? ”

"That's the power of passion." Phaethon replied, "The essence of a spirit is passion. When the passion is strong enough, the power from the soul becomes stronger. Ordinary automata have only weak emotions, so their strength is also weak. And Pompey doesn't just choose an automaton to be their own bread machine. The automaton named 'Baking Assistant III', although he said he didn't know anything, was actually stronger than he thought. ”

"He's doing a good job, isn't he?"

"Look at this big family. The automaton doesn't need to eat bread, and his job as a bread machine doesn't play any role in management. I think he was chosen because his passion was stronger than any of the other here – he wanted to live on his own terms. ”

"I can see it. He seems to really like making bread. However, I thought that automata were working with great pain, but that doesn't seem to be the case? ”

"That's the question." Phaethon looked at Karin, "It seems that Karin has more say than I do. ”

"Indeed." Karin nodded, "Actually, automata aren't all painful. Like. When I wielded the sword to Ilodiasha, I didn't feel any pain. Because of the sword, it became my life. I'm cultivating the ultimate sword intent for the royal court, so I'm very impressed with His Excellency Faetong who defeated me. ”

"It's over. I don't have the guts to fight the elves, but I'm only slightly better equipped, after all, I used the Sun Arrow borrowed from Apollonia. ”

"She still has this thing?" Shang Luo asked, "Is it like Nezha pulling the Xuanyuan arrow, kicking the bow with his feet and pulling the string with both hands?" ”

Well, if she used it herself, it could be so. So she didn't bring it with her when she went out, because it was useless to bring it, and she couldn't use it herself. Still, I think that the ability to defeat those elves was entirely due to my good equipment. ”

"I can see it too." Shang Luo nodded, "I also fought Karin at that time. Actually, at that time, it was some special weapons to suppress her, because my sword was longer. So Karin, you don't find it boring in the process? ”

"I can't even sense the passage of time, and that's the key." Karin replied, "I remember the events of my time as a Fountain Elf quite well, just like waking up from a big dream, but it's hard for me to put them in order. I even feel that the time of being free is the longest time I have ever felt. In fact, most of the fallen elves who are encapsulated as automata. They are so engrossed in their own memories, so obsessed with their passions, so obsessed with their own attainments that they completely forget their time. I think he was the same as me, with only his own eyes in his eyes."

"Audience?"

"Yes." Karin nodded, "It's a very complicated emotion. Elodiasa is my benefactor, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is my master. But when I worked for her, I didn't feel humiliated at all. Because I have nothing else to distract from in my heart, she is the only viewer who appreciates my sword skills. Whether it's a bread machine or a washing machine, they're not so much enslaved as they are performing in the theater. After all, both the sword and the bread need to be appreciated by the audience. ”

"The concept of elves is really, there is a 'sense of inhumanity'."

"Because it's not human in the first place." Karin replied, "You can't expect anything that isn't human to be 'human' in the first place. It's a really amazing feeling. A kind of eternal focus and trial where even time is unimportant. Constantly polish and improve your skills. Until."

"Until?"

"Until one day, I will be able to swing a sword at Irodiasha. Yes, that's what I thought at the time. Unlike now, there was no hatred then, just the desire to defeat an insurmountable opponent. Sometimes I think that if I kill the only audience member, then the show will come to an end. But until I am awakened by you, I have not been able to touch the tip of Ilodiasha's accomplishments. ”

"So." Shang Luo pondered, "Your wish is to beat your own audience?" And what will be the wish of our 'baking assistant III'? ”

"I don't know." Karin shook her head, "Every elf is different, they all have their own dedication, they all have their own vision. From the perspective of a swordsman, it's hard for me to understand what the vision of the bread machine is. I guess I want everyone to eat their own bread. ”

"Here comes the bread!" A shout came from not far away. The bread has been quickly baked.

"What is this?" Shang Luo looked at the tray in front of him, and there were 4 small round balls with cross flowers like mushrooms in the tray. The small round balls glow with a red glow, giving off an alkaline smell that lingers in the nose and behind the base of the tongue.

"Ah, that's it." "He said it would be done in 15 minutes, and I guessed it was this – this is the lye balloon, one of the 9,999 bread patterns in Rome." In short, it's spherical lye bread. This spherical lye bread does not need to be left to rise, just knead it into a ball with high-gluten flour and soak it in lye. After that, it is baked at the right temperature. Bake for more than ten minutes, and the alkaline water will give the bread balls a beautiful jujube red color. And this, um~~" She sniffled:

"The wonderful smell of alkaline water, like the mushy smell of plant ash. It's really nostalgic and reminds me of the summer palace on the Black Sea, where there are often fires when it's hot. ”

(End of chapter)