Gollum......

Gollum!

Compared with ordinary people, Jiang Chan not only has a biological clock in his body, but even has his own alarm clock.

Whenever it's time for breakfast, his stomach wakes him up early, and even louder if there's an extra stimulus.

"Damn! The landlady is eating fried rice with lard and eggs again!"

Jiang Chanji sat up from the bed abruptly and sniffed like a dog.

A strong fragrance wafted out from the administrator's room on the first floor, while the pigeon cage rented by Jiang Chanji was located on the third floor, directly above the administrator's room.

When there is no wind, the smell of the landlady's cooking will waft up without reservation, but Jiang Chanji is an unlucky person who can't afford to eat, this is simply a cruel execution!

The landlord's aunt likes to use lard and egg fried rice for breakfast, and when the smell of rice cooker steamed rice wafts from the previous night, her breakfast the next day is more than half of the time.

Jiang Chanji once sneaked a glance through the window when he slipped through the administrator's room, what a fairy fried rice it was!

A big plate!

The rice is steamed overnight the night before, and the high-quality long-grain rice is used, which is not necessarily better than short-grain rice at a similar price, but it has a better visual effect.

The landlord usually divides three eggs, farmhouse eggs bought from the vegetable market, or even the freshest eggs that the peasant women have just taken out of the chicken coop in the early morning and still have residual warmth.

The fried rice on the plate is piled up sharply, and each grain of rice is wrapped in a golden egg mixture, which is distinctly grained, and the long grains of rice support each other to create more gaps than short-grain rice, which makes the egg liquid more evenly distributed, and the rain and dew are evenly distributed, and no grain of rice retains its original color.

The rice grains are dotted with green beans as smooth as jade, carrots as orange as the morning glow, corn kernels that are yellow and white, and just the right amount of green onions, and a little imperceptible ginger shreds......

The most important and most important thing is that this is a plate of egg fried rice with lard!

Egg fried rice scrambled with vegetable oil is heretical!

Egg fried rice scrambled with vegetable oil has no soul!

Egg fried rice fried in lard is ten times more fragrant than fried in vegetable oil!

What you want is a calorie-exploding taste!

It is precisely in order to remove the smell and relieve greasyness, so the old ginger that is not usually put in ordinary egg fried rice is additionally added and shredded.

The moment he saw the plate of lard and egg fried rice, Jiang Chanji was crying greedily, and he couldn't tell whether the wetness under his feet was tears or saliva.

With him drooling, there were also a few stray dogs in the alley that smelled the wind.

He thought that the emperor's life was probably the kind of person who could eat a plate of fried rice with lard and eggs every morning, and the kind that could add more rice if he didn't eat enough plate.

As for cheekily asking the landlord to let her taste the fried rice...... What do you think? That's a terrifying landlord aunt!

He has been in arrears of rent since the first day of moving in, and he is like a street rat in front of the landlord's aunt!

From then on, whenever the smell of fried rice with lard and eggs wafted downstairs, his stomach would scream like thunder.

Gollum!

"I'm so hungry! I'm dying......" he clutched his shriveled stomach and lay on the bed in despair, pounding weakly.

Almost every morning when he wakes up, he is consumed by despair, his later life, the huge amount of money his parents owe, and the future with no hope in sight......

Well?

Wait, I'm not dead yet?

He was stunned, his brain was dizzy from the low blood sugar level since he hadn't eaten for a day or two, and he remembered what had happened last night, but wasn't sure if it was a dream.

It wasn't until he saw the bottle on the table that he knew it wasn't a dream.

Not dead.

Just hungrier.

So...... Am I invisible?

He looked down at his body, hands and feet, his thin body was no different from before, there was no stealth or anything at all.

I'm going to look forward to those two bad gamblers who have their brains in water, I'm so stupid!

I didn't die and didn't hide, I can only continue to look for a job today, and if I can't find it, I'll starve to death outside, so I don't have to starve to death in the apartment to make trouble for the landlord's aunt, and I will be scolded by her after I die.

I hadn't eaten for a day or two, and I had only eaten a small amount of food earlier, and there was no such thing as a bowel movement.

During the day, he drank a lot of tap water to satisfy his hunger in order to comfort his stomach, and he usually woke up once or twice at night, and after coming back last night, he drank an additional bottle of unknown liquid.

He was a little puzzled, it wasn't hot last night, he didn't sweat much, where did all the water he drank? It couldn't be bedwetting, right?

If he really wets the bed, he will definitely be slaughtered by the landlord!

He glanced over at the bed, and the sheets were dry.

Forget it, it's good that you don't wet the bed.

He yawned and walked into the cramped toilet and started a**.

Generally speaking, no one will look down and observe the whole ** process, right?

Jiang Chanji was the same, he walked to the toilet, his eyes were dull and he looked straight ahead, thinking in his heart where he should go to find a job today, instinctively unbuttoned his belt in his hand, pulled down his pants, released the fighter jet by feeling, and began to release water.

After the water was released, his body was a little lighter, he lowered his head and was about to pull on his pants and tie his belt, but he noticed that something seemed to be wrong......

I'll it!

What about my fighter jet?

Although he is ready to die, even if he dies, he has to die as a complete man!

He was sweating from shock, but then he noticed something else was wrong—why did he still have a familiar feel when there was nothing?

Poke...... Press...... Pinch......

"It hurts!"

He shrunk back in pain like a prawn, but psychologically calmed a little.

Both the fighter and the fuel tank are still in place, they are just out of sight...... Or rather, they are invisible.

It's really invisible!

But why......

He remembered the ancient text notes his parents had translated, reminding him that the ingredients of the invisibility potion were unstable and could be partially or completely ineffective.

Is this partial failure?

It should be partially effective!

As for why the blood vessels and muscles were not exposed after the stealth, he didn't bother to delve into the details, and it was impossible to explain it more difficult than stealth!

Normal people should be panicked at this time, but Jiang Chanji has nothing to lose, but he suddenly thought of a flyer he received when looking for a job: Hongye Women's College is about to open, recruiting a small number of outstanding school-age girls, and all expenses such as tuition, room and board are free.

A women's college that offers free room and board......

He looked at the empty airport, maybe he could try?

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Knock on the blackboard and highlight the key points:

It's not a transformation text

It's incognito!