"The Holy Son is so pitiful." Feng Xingying sighed.
If a good girl is painted like this, how can you let the Holy Son speak of her? As long as this Holy Son was a human being, I'm afraid he wouldn't like the unique makeup of the orcs and wouldn't be able to appreciate it!
"What did you say?" Huang Dora asked curiously.
"I said the Holy Son is wise and mighty. He might already have a mate."
"That's right. But it doesn't matter. I'm satisfied to be able to follow the Holy Son. I heard that flowers are blooming and birds are singing around the Holy Son. It's very extraordinary."
Why do you feel that the orcs are so easy to deceive? How come something that can be done with just a little bit of wood spiritual power becomes a grand sight in their eyes
Sure enough, a nation that has been isolated from the world for a long time can easily become too simple.
"The first level of the maid's assessment is cooking skills." Feng Xingying became more energetic after hearing the examiner's order.
Her cooking skills are not as good as Qin Molin's, but compared to the orcs, she should be pretty good, right
The orcs have less meat and more vegetables. Their daily cooking is mainly vegetables, so they are provided with vegetables.
There are a lot of seasonings here, including peanut oil, MSG, five-spice, Sichuan peppercorns, and chili peppers.
Watching the girls around him cooking skillfully, Feng Xingying simply skipped a pot of water and put in a lot of seasonings to start stewing.
"Xiao Ya, what are you doing?"
"Spicy hot pot." Under the gaze of the examiner, Feng Xingying began to string up the cut vegetables on the side and put them into the pot to cook, then fished them out after a while.
"Well, that's right. I will provide this to Lord Saint Son today. Come on, bring this pot to Lord Saint Son to enjoy."
"yes!"
Then the examiner sent someone to take away a pot of soup prepared by Feng Xingying, along with the prepared vegetables.
This is called robbery! Steal the fruits of labor from working people!
But it didn't matter, Feng Xingying watched those people taking away her pot with dark eyes. How do you know that suffering a loss is not a blessing
"Okay, don't worry. You are taking the maid exam just to serve the Holy Son. Your goal is to put the rope first. You are the first in this level and keep working hard in the next level." The examiner gave Feng Xingying a word of encouragement. , but the last look at her seemed a bit mocking.
"The second level is a test of strength. Only saints and below can serve the Holy Son!"
Feng Xingying happened to be a sword master and passed the test easily.
It's just that she doesn't understand. The orcs are really strange. They only choose those with low strength and not those with high strength.
Thinking about it, the maids are too powerful. If one or two of them have other ideas, it will be detrimental to the Holy Son, which will be troublesome. The guards are all so strong, so it would be better for the maid to be weaker.
In this orc clan, their bloodline is powerful, their lifespan is long, and their strength is strong. The saint level is already considered relatively weak.
For example, Huang Dora, who was praised as "extremely beautiful" and good at cooking, was eliminated at this level because she was a powerful lion-human and was naturally strong. In addition, she was very talented and had reached the supreme level. .
The so-called supreme is the unique strength level of the orcs. Those who are one level higher than the supreme level are called supreme.
When Huang Dora was eliminated, she generously patted Feng Xingying on the shoulder:
"Xiao Du, you must strive to stay with the Holy Son. You are quite beautiful, but unfortunately your makeup skills are too poor, and your face is too ugly. How about I help you change it?"