Xiao Lin, who had a basic understanding and mastery of martial arts skills, felt a lot more at ease now. As long as he mastered the "Raging Thunder Finger", he would be more than enough to deal with the fat man in the kitchen. According to Xiao Lin's memory, the fat man's martial arts His academic talent is similar to that of his predecessor. He knows everything from seven to six. And this fat man's cooking skills were praised by others, so he was sent to the Xiangchu Pavilion by his master. From then on, he was not a swordsman, but he was interested in recipes instead of the secret books of cultivation.
If a cook who reads recipes and practices spoons every day can't beat him, then Xiao Lin really might as well die.
Thinking of this, Xiao Lin carried two wooden buckets filled with water, and walked towards the mountain as if all the pain in his body had healed.
It only took a quarter of an hour to walk all the way back to the mountain. Although he was slightly out of breath, Xiao Lin was even more satisfied with his body. Unfortunately, before he was happy, someone came to pour cold water on him.
"You brat, it's been almost two hours and you just brought a bucket of water? Are you deliberately looking for trouble? Huh?" The fat cook seemed to be waiting inside the door. As soon as Xiao Lin came back, he cursed and yelled He got up, and it seemed that he was going to rush over and beat him.
The fat man ran toward Xiao Lin with his fist raised. Xiao Lin put the barrel on the ground hard, put the fingers of his right hand together, pointed at the fat cook, and shouted: "Raging Thunder Finger!"
A ray of white light shot out, illuminating the surprised and frightened face of the fat man. Then, with a "pop" sound, the white light penetrated the fat man's body. Then he took a few steps back and squatted down holding his belly. "Ouch" Ouch" he cried.
Huh? Why is there no explosion effect? Xiao Lin was a little confused, but after seeing the other party's level, the fat man was relieved.
Zhu Fanxiang: Senior chef of Xiangchu Pavilion, nicknamed "Cooking Rice Xiang", level 50, life 580 points, Qi 150 points, defense 38 points, growing humanoid NPC, combat skills: random punches, flying kicks.
It turns out that this fat cook is called Zhu Fanxiang, and he is already level 50. Although he does not have any Qi-type combat skills, he is already level 50 after all, while Xiao Lin is only level 0. There is a huge gap in levels, so the "Raging Thunder Finger" just injured him. Not as heavy as the other person. The fish in the pool were also level 0, so they were exploded by Xiao Lin.
At this moment, the fat cook has only been beaten to 62 points of vitality and blood, which is only one-tenth. If it were other animal monsters, it would definitely be aroused and the animalistic bloodiness would be aroused at this moment. However, highly intelligent species like humanoid NPCs would Will give it more thought.
for example. People with hot tempers will immediately rush forward to fight to the death. At least you have to get your face back; people who are calmer will think more about it. If we hit the ground, can we win? If you can't win, you'll run away; and for people like Zhu Fanxiang who bully the weak, fear the hard, and are afraid of pain. As long as someone dares to resist. He doesn't dare to bully others anymore.
So at this moment. Zhu Fanxiang did not resist. Instead, he squatted down and groaned, holding his painful stomach. This is from another perspective. Fatty Zhu had already compromised. This stupid brat is no longer the stupid brat who can let himself be bullied without speaking or resisting. Fatty Zhu suddenly felt a little scared.
He is not a heinous evil person. He is just a young man who is not much older than the current Xiao Lin. It's just that almost everyone in the Wuji Sword Sect is more talented than him. They are all better than him. He, a young man with only the talent of a chef, could only smile in front of others. Even a disciple who is much younger than him. He had to face it all with a smile. So he felt unbalanced. I can only vent my anger on Xiao Lin. There's only this stupid, bratty brat. He doesn't have to smile. Can be driven at will. You can beat and scold you at will...
But now. Even this kid is enlightened. Own. In the end, he became the humblest person again - in this world of martial arts and cultivation. Strength is the best proof of status. Not enlightened to oneself. In the end, he can only become the humblest ordinary person.
Xiao Lin has already entered the water room carrying two buckets of water. He didn't care what the fat man was thinking. I originally wanted to go up and give him a good beating. But thinking about my own lack of strength. The infuriating value just returned to 60 points and was all used up in a flash. There is no way to release the Raging Thunder Fingers again. So let it go. actually. He saw the surprised, disappointed and even desperate expression of the fat man sitting on the ground. Xiao Lin also relented. In fact, Fatty is just a poor guy with no talent for cultivation. Fortunately, his cooking skills are better. Otherwise, they will become coolie disciples doing odd jobs.
Pour two buckets of water into the large vat. Only half filled. That is to say. It takes 5 buckets of water to fill a large vat. 10 large tanks require 50 barrels of water. And you can only fetch two buckets of water at a time. That is to say. Xiao Lin had to draw water 25 times. Even if you run at full speed. 5 minutes downhill. It takes a quarter of an hour to go up the mountain. It takes a total of 20 minutes. 25 times. That's 500 minutes. That is more than 8 hours. This is only a theoretical speed. Plus time for rest and meals. Why didn't it take ten hours
This is simply an impossible task. I spent the whole day fetching water, and I am still practicing nonsense. I usually only draw five large tanks of water. I get up at five in the morning to draw water, and I can finish it by nine in the morning. But today it doubled, and I didn’t have to draw it until the afternoon.
Xiao Lin subconsciously wanted to give up this task, but when he thought of the doubled task reward, Xiao Lin couldn't bear to give up. After thinking about it, Xiao Lin decided to fight as much as he could, at least five large tanks of water, so that he might be able to get double the mission reward. Thinking of this, Xiao Lin rushed down the mountain with the bucket.
Zhu Fanxiang, who was sitting in the yard, looked at Xiao Lin rushing out of the yard with a bucket, and secretly sighed in his heart, should such a person become friends with him
"Haha..." Xiao Lin rushed out of the courtyard and ran on the stone steps going down the mountain. He couldn't help but laugh. The fat man looked so lost that he looked so happy. Although it was just a small punishment for Fatty Zhu, Xiao Lin already felt quite relaxed - what he wanted was the look of the other person losing his mind.
"Accelerate! Accelerate! Accelerate!" Xiao Lin jumped on the forest path. He climbed seven or eight steps in one jump, and went down the mountain much faster.
With such a refreshing mood, Xiao Lin's speed increased a lot. Just after noon, the five large tanks in the water room were filled.
When he poured the last bucket of water into the water tank, a burst of soft white light fell from the top of his head, like a substance, like a milk bath. Xiao Lin felt warm and comfortable all over his body intuitively, and his limbs and bones were growing and expanding. , swelled, Xiao Lin could clearly feel his growth, he had upgraded!