[Hard black bread*2 + slightly rotten venison*1 + level 3 water = sweet venison porridge*1 (a pot of food, a great product for replenishing qi and blood, enough to restore vitality!)]
"Sure enough, black bread must be eaten with a synthesis table. Even without adding venison, it can be synthesized into porridge, which is much better than bread. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll have to play myself to death in the house..."
Colin muttered to himself that he was afraid that on the first day alone, the fate of many people had already come to an end.
Without thinking too much, Colin looked at his two subordinates whose eyes were almost shining, and scooped a bowl for each of them:
"It'll take fifteen minutes. After we finish eating, we'll continue exploring."
Holding the hot and fragrant venison porridge delivered by the lord himself, the two servants were so moved that tears filled their eyes.
In their vague memories, as slaves, they had to work for a whole day just to get a little food that was not enough to fill their stomachs, and then they could only exchange it for a piece of bread that was probably moldy, sour and mixed with dirt under the whip.
Before this, the two servants thought that the food Colin would give them should be the bread.
That piece of hard black bread.
Even though it is as hard as stone, it is still a rare delicacy for them.
Because it really is not moldy or smelly, and it is very likely that there is not even any sand or soil!
But what the two servants didn't expect was that Colin actually let them drink porridge directly, and it was not the kind of "rice porridge" that didn't have a single grain of rice in the bowl!
There's even meat in it!
The sweet meat porridge was sucked into the mouth, and the fragrance and vitality instantly filled the heart. For the first time, the slave felt the beauty of life.
But as they drank, their eyes began to turn red and moist, their mouth muscles became a little sore and stiff, and they had an urge to cry.
The hearts of both of them were filled with gratitude and emotion.
... It's been almost three minutes, and it seems that everything is fine. Colin checked the personal information of the two people. After finding that there were no special statuses, such as debuffs such as [poisoning] or [coma], he felt relieved and drank the thick porridge.
I just don't understand why a "suffering people-confessor" would have venison burst out of his body, but this doesn't stop him from eating it.
Just eat it with caution.
At this time, Colin heard two servants say in hoarse voices: "My Lord, you are such a good man."
This is their heartfelt voice, completely unrelated to the system.
"Yes, is that so..." Kelin looked at the porridge in the pot guiltily.
After the three of them had a bowl each, there was only about half a bowl left in the stone pot.
Colin seemed to remember something and looked at the second slave, looking at the one-centimeter-long wound on his arm:
"You were injured because of me. There isn't much left in this pot. I'll give you the remaining half bowl. Hurry up and recover from your injury."
When he fell into "mental disorder" before, the "aberration" did attack him, but was blocked by the second slave.
No matter how happily Colin was chopping at the back, if it weren't for him, I would have definitely fallen over or gotten injured.
As a result, Slave Two's arm suffered some damage.
Apart from anything else, we must make sure that rewards and punishments are clear, right