Baby, your Raiders is less than 50%~ Please come and see me again after 48 hours~ Unfortunately, the two men present today are all such high-level spiritual citizens.
After Qin Mo took out the little girl's gift of gratitude, he completely began to doubt his life.
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 transformed into a dung beast 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 blow 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 Beasts into the house." The maid pretends to be a robot, obviously without 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 always upholds the body and mind 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 in it.
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!
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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.
The red soup, white powder and various ingredients in it quickly flowed onto the ground.
The soup gradually flowed from a high place to a low place, and finally mixed with the bright red liquid.
In the darkness, a pair of dim and yellow vertical pupils opened.
The broken black wings trembled lightly, and suddenly there was a roar of pain.
But the soup quickly flowed to the wings, to the slightly stretched but weak fangs.
Haha.
Haha.
Snore.
…
The quiet space station sounded strangely chewing, swallowing, and even sucking.
After a long time, the sound of slapped mouth came out.
…
Liu Weiwei sent a piece of snail noodles that she had just learned to Tiandao Chouqin, and immediately turned on the fresh air system in the room.
She herself was holding a bowl of sour and refreshing snail noodles, and she ate snoringly.
Although it smells terrible, it tastes incredibly delicious.
Back then, as long as she smelled this smell, she would automatically retreat to dozens of meters away. But since I tasted it, I can't stop it anymore. Every time I smell this indescribable taste, I will drool.
Of course, after eating, she will emit this fascinating smell, which will not dissipate for a long time.
Ha ha.
I don’t know if the heavenly rewards for work can be tolerated
Liu Weiwei thought secretly, the more she thought about it, the more proud she became.
This is one of the ten new street foods she learned.
Because I love to eat, I learned this rice noodle snack with Liuzhou characteristics.
She originally wanted to put it on the Star Network to sell it, but the smell was too strong, she was afraid that people would not be able to accept it now.
Even when I was in the magic city, the shops selling snail noodles would be despised by the various shop owners.
Because no matter what other people sell, they will end up with the smell of snail noodles. Even the broth that has been boiled for three days and three nights cannot save o(￣ヘ￣o#)
If you set up a stall on Star.com, Liu Weiwei is really afraid that someone will report her.
If she is reported, she will be subject to numerous reviews by the Star Network Consumer Protection Association. Even if the final review is passed, it will take at least one week to reopen her business.
She is eager to complete the task, eager to make money to pay off her debts, and does not want to cause such trouble for the time being.
But to be disgusting with the inhuman nature's rewards for work, that's superb, superb.
Liu Weiwei felt that the most well-meaning prank in the world was to ask the other party to eat snail noodles.
The unique flavor of spicy, refreshing, fresh, sour, and hot will definitely make the other party fall in love with this terrible smell, ha ha da.
In order to restore the taste of this snack to the greatest extent, she chose the ingredients closest to the raw materials of snail noodles in Interstellar Era, and spent a lot of credits.
Fortunately, the fat man gave a lot of money.
Thinking of this, she turned her mind and found that Li Sanpang had already added her as a friend and was lying quietly in her friend list.
She had been preparing to read the book, but now she stood up immediately with a flash of inspiration.
After receiving the single bed into the gap in the wall, he took out the cooking workbench and frozen broiler from the space station.
Because of the scum of arm strength, she used the new electronic knife to set the sharpness and strength, and then smoothly cut the mutant broiler o(╥﹏╥)o.
After putting it in the incubator and setting it to thaw at 30 degrees, she washed her hands, hummed a small tune, and wholeheartedly gave the chicken nuggets a massage that reached the soul of the broiler.
Knead all the way back and forth, left and right, and massage the meat of the broiler chicken to the ultimate relaxation and softness.
Sprinkle her newly exchanged salt, five-spice powder, and pepper on every corner of the chicken nuggets, wait for thirty minutes, then throw in the mutant flour and roll.
When the frying pan was hot, she threw in the broiler nuggets covered in flour.
"La la la, your finger sucking original chicken nuggets is online, please accept it~"
Liu Weiwei used her brain to take a beautiful picture of the last golden and attractive chicken nuggets, and then sent it to Li Sanpang.
"Last time you gave too much money, let's do the calculations, and I will pay you back."
"Remember to give me the other address. The chicken nuggets are eaten hot as a gift, and the tofu brain will be mailed with the chicken wings in the afternoon."
The fat man seemed to like her snacks before, but now he has forgotten to send the address.
Don't you need the 100,000 deposit
Hey, this is also a trench.
Liu Weiwei couldn't help but complain, but soon devoted herself to making tofu brains and chicken wings orders.
But Li Sanpang, who she thought was a trench, was wronged by her.