Baby, your strategy level is less than 50%~ Please come and see me again in 48 hours~ I was about to pick her up and walk back to the driverless car, but with a dribble, the military brain sent an emergency communication.
"Major, Major, the base monsters are suspected... There has been a large number of migrations, and all the high-level monsters have moved towards the low-level areas!"
The lieutenant's emergency report caused Qin Mo to raise his eyebrows.
And the girl in her arms gradually awakened.
When she woke up, she felt that she was squeezed by her hard muscles, "Wow, don't eat my meat!"
She screamed and struggled.
Qin Mo: "... Calm down, it's me."
Liu Weiwei finally saw it clearly, but she only responded with a cold snort. If possible, she wanted to roll her eyes.
She was almost drowned by more than 30 animals, no, in the end more than a hundred monsters drowned!
All kinds of terrifying monsters who wailed, approached her frantically, all with their mouths open and dripping saliva!
She wanted to cry out loud, but she was so scared that she forgot to cry.
In the end, she seemed to have seen a furry rabbit paper taller than her! Its pair of front teeth can definitely snap and bite her throat directly!
Ow... This world is terrible, terrible!
"Do you know how many monsters surrounded me just now?"
"A little bit, I died!"
Liu Weiwei was complaining with blood and tears.
"You didn't throw your food at them?" Qin Mo frowned, "It should be impossible to resist the fourth level."
When Liu Weiwei heard it, her mouth instantly narrowed.
It's really unstoppable.
They... ate all the food she made for the fat man, finished it!
Not even a chicken bone is left!
The mutant high goat that she thought was a herbivore actually swallowed ten chicken wings in one bite and chewed it in her mouth. After chewing, he looked at her with that pathetic look as if the whole sheep had never eaten meat.
She wanted to say, of course, you have never eaten the whole sheep, you should eat leaves, grass, feed...!
Now Liu Weiwei is full of fear for these mutated strange monsters.
If we say that the black chimpanzee was just a huge visual intimidation, now she has experienced it firsthand, no matter what beasts, she eats meat and chews bones, and can swallow her in one bite. It is estimated that she will not be able to eat any rice. Spit it out!
Terrible terrible!
She feels it is necessary for her to learn a dish of roasted whole pig or roasted whole lamb immediately in the next step.
In this way, next time she encounters Warcraft, she doesn't need to throw chicken wings out, at least she can dedicate a pig that is bigger than her to Master Warcraft!
Oh, so they will let her have little flesh and bones, and she can take the opportunity to escape (╯︵╰)
Liu Weiwei had the urge to go back and immediately upgrade her personal space station to two hundred square meters.
At least one hundred whole roasted pigs must be put in, so she can feel at ease when she goes out in the future!
"Major, Senior Warcraft is back to the nest again!" Lieutenant Lu Qingheng soon sent the latest newsletter, "They are like taking a walk, they just came back after hunting, and are not interested in the attacks of the students... Now... Ironhide The pig fell on the spot and fell asleep!!!"
Lu Qingheng's voice was too loud, and Qin Mo didn't mean to hide the girl in front of him, so Liu Weiwei also heard this voice message.
Liu Weiwei's nose was wrinkled.
Tin Pig, hum!
Just now the three big pigs ate chicken legs, chicken wings and chicken chops, and drank the tofu nao small wonton soup. It was so cool that the small eyes on the pig's face were invisible!
Eat and sleep, this is the habit of pigs.
What can she say? She is also desperate.
Qin Mo gave the order to continue to observe to the communicator, and then moved his somewhat suspicious gaze to Liu Weiwei.
"Gang Tin Pig has been here too?"
"Did you feed them food?"
These two sentences are undoubtedly general interrogative sentences, but his tone and look in his eyes all write affirmative meaning.
Liu Weiwei finally couldn't hold it back, and rolled her eyes with an inelegant look, "Otherwise, let them eat me?"
"Yeah." Qin Mo nodded, "You are doing very well. The iron pigs of Tier 5 beasts have the most developed sense of smell, even surpassing that of two-headed dogs. They will lose their appetite after smelling your food for a long time. No more attacks on people."
Fortunately, under the attack of this smell, the Tin Pig was neither crazy nor violent.
Qin Mo couldn't help thinking about the possibility of extending this odor tactic to resist the animal tide.
But soon he was immediately attacked by the terrible smell in his memory, and he immediately rejected the plan subconsciously.
Before the R&D Bureau has thoroughly tested the gas mask and promoted it to the military as a standing weapon, this kind of food must not appear on the battlefield, otherwise it will undoubtedly kill the enemy by killing one thousand and eight hundred.
His soldiers are far more precious than the lives of monsters.
And Liu Weiwei was somewhat incompetent in understanding the words of this inhuman major.
Smell her food and lose your appetite
What's the meaning
Obviously, after eating her delicious chicken wings, Tin Pig is no longer interested in smelly humans!
But she sniffed and found that the strong scent of food that had just spread in the air had disappeared without a trace.
After all, this is a Warcraft trial base, and the artificial fresh air system has been operating in every corner to remove the stench that many Warcraft will bring from time to time.
Otherwise, she would really let the major make good use of his handsome nose to smell it!
Ah's nose is not as good as a tin pig, it is already a fact.
Qin Mo glanced at the time, then assessed the paleness of the girl's face, and a trace of weakness flashed in his heart.
"Send you back to the bedroom."
"Take a three-hour break and then go to training camp."
When Liu Weiwei heard the rest, her eyes burst into light.
"My interview is over?"
Qin Mo glanced at her coolly, without speaking.
In fact, when he was smoking a cigarette, Marshal Lear told him in a holographic communication that his immediate boss, who was also his teacher, personally watched the interview video and approved her admission.
He also specifically stated that even the scum of physical skills does not matter, as long as the consciousness is high, physical skills can be cultivated slowly after the door is closed.
As long as Qin Mo remembered, his expressionless face couldn't help letting out a hint of cold air.
His teacher is too capricious.
If the scum scum that even Tier 3 monsters can't defeat, followed him on the battlefield, wouldn't it be possible that the monsters would be photographed into flesh after a face-to-face encounter
On the battlefield, he definitely didn't have enough attention to protect her.
Could it be that in her first year with him, he was going to die with a thin body like her
In any case, the cooking soldiers who served him for one day were his people for the rest of his life, and he couldn't do that.
"In the afternoon, come here again."
"I will look at you and hunt down a Tier 3 monster."
Major Qin Mo said coldly.
Since she is determined and wants to follow her for life... the beloved soldier (a colonel automatically described this and equates it with himself), then he will be responsible for her to the end.
It doesn't matter if the stamina is scum, he will prepare the best nutrient solution for her, and when her musculoskeletal and even cell activities have greatly increased, her physical fitness will naturally increase.
And now, what he needs to teach her is the use of weapons and the dark cooking of taking advantage of her strengths.
When Liu Weiwei heard of Warcraft, she had a strong response now, and she felt unwell.
"Major, would you like to enjoy my food for lunch?" Liu Weiwei changed the subject in due course.
After eating her mouth is short, it's best not to talk about training anymore!
However, to her surprise, the grim Major, who thought it shamelessly tried to eat for nothing, refused sharply.
"no, thank you."
"As a soldier, I can't take the people's needle and thread, so how can I eat the people's food?"
Major Leng Jun straightened his back, and in a cold sweat, he recited the military instructions that existed in the military museum thousands of years ago.
Only in this way can he suppress the nausea in his chest.
When she talked about cooking, that disgusting memory in his body would roll over, and instantly he didn't even want to drink the nutrient solution.
Liu Weiwei: ￣へ￣
Well, she went back to the dormitory to eat by herself!
When the driverless car was activated, Qin Mo put on sunglasses again, as if this would cover the redness of his ears.
"The moment you become a cooking student, your life will belong to the Star Alliance army."
"If I regret now, I can still fail you."
Intuition told him that this girl might have a certain misunderstanding of the cooking soldiers.
This is a newly created military function in the past thousand years.
According to the research conducted by the R&D Bureau, 80% of the soldiers have suffered a great trauma in their mental state after fighting for more than ten years. Most of them cannot tolerate a peaceful life after retiring and choose to commit suicide.
In order to avoid such a tragic tragedy, the army has been preparing soul mates to replace the robot butlers for the soldiers who have been brave enough to kill the enemy from a thousand years ago-cooking students who have passed strict interviews and graduated with meticulous training!
The reason it is called cooking is because they searched ancient books and discovered that the type of work used to cook for soldiers was called this name.
However, now that one generation of nutrient solution is better than one generation, cooking students do not need to cook, they only need physical and mental... companionship.
"You can apply for the logistics administrative soldier, or the logistics art soldier..." Major Qin patiently read a series of logistics professional titles.
But Liu Weiwei puffed up her bun's face and raised her fist to wave at the major, "It's the cooking department, I won't regret it!"