Baby, your strategy is less than 50%~ Please come and see me again after 48 hours~ [Host wakes up, IS397 surveillance satellite found that the host violated the 3442nd law of the China Universe Gourmet Alliance, for the sacred Great gourmet dishes are disrespectful, and use filthy language to abuse female chefs, which constitutes a crime of personal assault. Your soul has received the attention of the great food system! 】
Ah
Liu Weiwei shook her dizzy head.
China Universe Food Alliance? Insulting female chefs
What the hell is this!
She witnessed the cheating of her boyfriend Qian Jun a minute ago. She angrily tore the apple pie she had just finished to pieces like crazy.
['What's the use of this shabby, ridiculous cooking class? There is no use for any shit! '】
['Grab the man's stomach? Make men happy? Ha, ridiculous, so ridiculous! '】
['It is ridiculous that there are so many women in the world who are willing to cook for men, you are all deceived! '】
['With this shit cooking skill, you can never be happy! Don't be whimsical! '】
[Di, the above is a personal attack by the host insulting the female chef, does the host remember it? 】
Liu Weiwei couldn't help but stare.
[In addition, the host threw the ripped apple pie on the couple of dogs and men, wasting the most precious food in the universe. 】
Um…
Liu Weiwei was stunned.
This is also OK
She remembered. Just after she threw the apple pie on Qian Jun and the little third, she angrily walked into the elevator, but the elevator lost control and dropped sharply!
She lost her center of gravity, hit her head hard against the wall, and lost consciousness after a severe pain.
Is she dead
But before she finished the analysis, the cold voice sounded again, this time it was even clearer than before, as if it was right in her ears.
[The host who will die in the accident is now the goal of decentralizing the ultimate gourmet mission, giving the host a chance to truly understand the power of gourmet food! If completed, the host will regain life! 】
Liu Weiwei opened her mouth wide in astonishment, she even forgot to pinch herself to see if she was still dreaming.
But before she could react, a sudden numbness came from her mind, and in an instant, it seemed as if countless steel needles were piercing her forehead, and her eyes were so painful that she screamed.
[If the host does not accept the task, the soul will return to the scene of the elevator accident and be seriously injured. The system will re-select other hosts. 】
Liu Weiwei stared, as if returning to the scene where the elevator descended rapidly, her whole heart was about to jump out!
[Please accept the task as soon as possible, the countdown, five, four, three...]
Liu Weiwei, who was in a cold sweat with pain, holding her head about to faint, yelled in panic, "Accept, accept, I accept!"
As soon as her voice fell, the whiteness in front of her suddenly twisted and changed.
The snowy white that can't see the end has actually erected a carved red lacquer wall, high pillars hovering between gold and silver double dragons, and hundreds of long tables of phoebe nanmu are arranged one after another... from near to far.
Then there were thousands of dishes that she couldn't even name. All kinds of delicacies with bright colors and scents appeared on the phoebe wooden table.
Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, Shandong cuisine, Jiangsu cuisine, Zhejiang cuisine, Fujian cuisine, Anhui cuisine, Hunan cuisine, Chaozhou cuisine, Northeastern cuisine, local cuisine, Gan cuisine, Hubei cuisine, Beijing cuisine, Tianjin cuisine, Hebei cuisine, Henan cuisine, Hakka cuisine...
Her taste buds, smell, and vision were instantly stimulated to the extreme!
Liu Weiwei couldn't help swallowing her saliva, looked up shocked and saw the words on the wall.
[Chinese civilization has reincarnation for tens of thousands of years, and the major cuisines are up and down, and endure for a long time. Nowadays, a hundred lines are withered, and a hundred wastes are waiting to be revived. 】
[Ultimate mission: ask the host to integrate hundreds of cuisines, form a new diet culture, and awaken the taste system of the current world. From then on, dominate the universe and reach the top of gourmet food! 】
Reaching out and wiping her eyes, Liu Weiwei almost had to lie on the wall!
A new fusion of hundreds of cuisines
Well, she seems to have just finished reading a kitchen guide.
Dominate the universe and become the master of gourmet food
God, is it better for her to be reincarnated directly? !
Liu Weiwei digging at the words on the wall speechlessly, tears streaming down her face.
Fuck, she was wrong.
I blame Qian Jun for the damn scum! Get out, see if my old lady won't kill you now!
What was floating in the air was a strong, super-irritating, nasty and irritating strong feces smell.
All this reminded him that three years ago, they had caught a violent dung beast that the dung shell mutated into on the wilderness planet.
The smell spreading out of it caused tears to the sergeants in the mecha, and loaded it into the transport battleship with red eyes, and sent it to the Mutant Warcraft Science Research Station.
But this wrong strategy caused them to drink the nutrient solution with a faint shit smell for a whole month.
Looking back now, he wanted to explode that battleship directly!
At this moment, the disgusting smell intensified, and almost made his nasal mucosa feel like he was about to collapse.
"Momo didn't put any monsters into the house." The maid pretends to be a robot, and obviously doesn't have the function of smell. Her large eyes are stained with crystal liquid aggrievedly, because the master's reprimanding hands are even more pitifully twisted. Together.
As a robot maid with high intelligence, high loyalty, hardworking and cute, Momo upholds the mind and body of serving the host and the guests at home 24 hours a day.
When Qin Mo put the silver basin on the table, she began to scan the suspicious object automatically.
Garbage that falls on the ground needs to be cleaned in time.
Objects placed on the table must be sorted in time.
That's how it is written in her program.
So, after she scanned the silver plate, she began to automatically calculate and analyze the material composition inside.
Comparable Conch Meat, Bang Bang Noodles, Jidu Bran, Fat Bamboo Shoots, Qianbi Carrots...
The temperature is 67 degrees Celsius.
The maid robot Momo's eyes quickly showed a trace of puzzlement. She didn't search for a conclusion on the whole star network as to what such a formula was.
But these are all Warcraft materials, and even plant feeds needed to raise Warcraft.
"High temperature is not conducive to the storage of Warcraft materials, and it needs to be cooled."
Momo stretched out her little hand directly in front of the man whose two blood tanks were empty and whose thinking ability was dissipated by the foul smell. He snapped up the lid of the silver basin and took it from under his maid's skirt. Out of a box of ice cubes, pour it in!
With two puffs, the high temperature collided with the low temperature, and suddenly a piece of water vapor was stirred up.
Suddenly... the stench was released a hundred times!
"Wow!"
According to legend, a starry genius who has not appeared in five hundred years of spiritual power, he slapped and fell on the sunshade chair next to him, foaming at his mouth... Oh no, nutrient solution...
The liquid he spit out was slightly pink, showing that what he ate in the morning was either watermelon-flavored or strawberry-flavored nutrient solution.
But Qin Mo's entire ice cube face showed signs of breaking.
When the dung beast preys, it usually releases poisonous gas from the whole body, so that the sensitive prey enters a vertigo state, and then swallows the comatose prey into the stomach for long-term decomposition and digestion.
This is a report sent from the back of the Warcraft Research Institute.
Such a biochemical weapon is enough to kill a monster below Tier 4!
Looking at the blond man who had lost his fighting ability next to him, his black eyes flickered.
For the high-level sensitive monsters, it seems to be equally deadly.
He frowned, stretched his hand in the air, and his entire head immediately flashed a transparent square hood.
In response to the attack method of this poisonous beast, the nano-anti-virus bulletproof hood, which the research institute has just developed in the past two years, specifically restrains all poisonous odors.
He quickly clicked on the light screen and switched to the airflow purification mode. He immediately felt that the surrounding air was clear. The nasal mucosa that had been strongly stimulated finally regained some intuition. His mouth and nose were gradually filled with the scent of simulated grass, and he felt nauseous. The feeling was finally suppressed from his chest.
With the pot lid contaminated by the stench, Momo the robot maid finally discovered the abnormality of her master at the moment.
"Ah, the master seems to be in shock and is losing his life signs..."
"Give one minute to assist with oxygen-assisted artificial respiration... The pulse becomes weak, and electrical stimulation is started!"
Momo hurriedly carried out emergency rescue to the blond owner who was lying down.
However, holding the lid of the pot, she was exuding a strong pungent odor at the moment, and even the oxygen exhaled during artificial respiration had its own feces odor.
Young Master Blonde was pressed by her, and he was suffocated again, his whole body convulsed, and the personnel were completely unknown!
_(xз」∠)_
This terrible thank you gift!
Is this what she cooked by herself
With a complicated expression, Qin Mo directly reached out and transferred the silver plate on the table to the space recycling station.
The blond man twitched a few more times, and it was obvious that even if the things were dealt with, it would take a long time for the smell in the air to dissipate.
Well, even if it dissipates, according to his mental strength, he will stay in his memory for a long time, at least three years.
Qin Mo stretched out his hand to pick up the robot maid who was about to kill his master, and carried the corpse blond man in one hand, and stepped into the room inside blankly.
At the moment, the space station is densely packed with garbage, and tons of domestic garbage, industrial garbage, and war garbage are sent from the transportation pipeline to the crushing high-temperature incineration site all the time.
With a snap, the silver basin fell onto a pile of scraps.
The silver basin overturned, and the stench filled instantly.