Haha, you don’t have a penis. "McGonagall replied with a sneer.
"This system, as a system, does not need this kind of thing."
"Haha, eunuchs would also comfort themselves in this way."
"Host, please respect this system!" the system said sternly.
"You don't, but I do. So, this is perfect proof that I am your father." Mag smiled.
"..."
Mag went downstairs and cleaned up the stall left by the two drunk women. Then he went upstairs to wash up and lay down on the bed. Lying on the bed, Mag first took out the photo stone and looked at it.
Small dark room, leather whip, candles...
Oops, only after watching it halfway did Mag realize that he had taken the wrong picture stone. He put away this evil picture stone, took out another one, and looked at Camilla who was happily eating a piece of lettuce leaf in the picture. , nodded with satisfaction, the picture was very clear and the expression was in place, worth taking a photo.
If Camilla really becomes the ancestor of a vampire a few years later, Mag can give her this photo stone as a congratulatory gift.
First experience of eating grass.
After putting away the photo stone, Mag closed his eyes and calmed down for a while, then clicked on the durian pizza experience package in his mind.
Regarding durian, Mag's attitude is that he can accept it, but he doesn't like it very much.
Durian has a special fragrance. For many people, this smell is extremely smelly and difficult to accept.
But once they accept this fragrance and taste durian, most people will be overwhelmed by the amazing taste and deliciousness.
This is somewhat similar to the treatment of stinky tofu.
The combination of durian and pizza should be considered a relatively new combination. He didn't remember that he had ever evaluated durian pizza? Why would the system give him this recipe as a reward?
A lot of information flooded into his mind, and in a short period of time, he had mastered the skill set of a top pizza chef.
"I wonder if Amy will like it." Mag murmured. This menu is not easy to obtain. Of course, there is no reason not to learn it. It seems to be quite simple. The remaining time can be used to consolidate the strength. Not bad.
Concentrating on pushing away the God of Cooking training ground, Mag's feet were empty and he fell directly into the pile of durians. The sharp spikes that stood up one after another stabbed Mag. He jumped on the spot and stepped on it again with his bare feet. Stab it on and dance a waltz directly on the durian pile.
"Fuck!"
Mag couldn't help but swore, and tried hard to find a little open space on the edge. On the spot, he became independent and roared: "System, are you trying to murder your biological father!"
“The most important step in making durian pizza is to select a high-quality durian. The quality of durian directly determines the quality of durian pizza. Therefore, in order to allow the host to better understand how to select durian, this system has prepared 10,000 durians for the host. There are only durians of different qualities, and fifty of them can meet the usage standards. Please select at least ten high-quality durians from them." The system's voice sounded.
Choose ten out of ten thousand, fifty correct answers.
Mag looked at the durians all over the ground, and ten thousand grass-mud horses ran through his heart.
He could conclude that the system was avenging private revenge.
However, after the system finished speaking, there was no sound at all.
The method of selecting durians was indeed included in the information Mag had received before, and it didn't seem difficult.
Choosing durian is simply a matter of looking, smelling, and pinching three times.
Look to see whether the durian is round and plump in shape, yellow and transparent in color, and generally not too small in size;
Smell refers to the smell of durian that has opened naturally. Generally, the smell of ripe durian is rich and fragrant, making people mouth-watering;
Pinch is to pinch the two adjacent spikes on the surface of the durian to see if they can be easily brought together. The shell of the mature durian will also become soft.
Simple?
It does seem simple.
But when you face 10,000 durians, you won’t think so.
Mag looked around. This was a closed space. Just like before, if you didn't complete the task, you probably wouldn't be able to get out.
"Okay, why don't you just choose ten durians? What's the big deal." Mag moved the durians at his feet forward, and he threw the half-collapsed crooked melon and cracked dates into the corner.
Selecting durians is a hard job, suffering from the scourge of sharp thorns, and being trapped in such a completely enclosed space. The strong smell emanating from ten thousand durians is almost suffocating.
If it were a durian lover here, he would probably pass out with happiness.
Mag first used observation to eliminate most of the durians, and then started to pinch the spikes with his hands, eliminating all the durians that were too soft and too hard.
Mag didn't know how long it took, but finally there were only about 500 durians left in front of him. They were big and full. In the corner behind him, the durians had piled up into a mountain, and many of them were stuck directly on the wall.
"Okay, now let me smell you little fairies to see which ones are qualified." Mag picked up a durian and put it in front of his nose to smell it. The fragrance was very rich, the smell of ripe durian. .
"Qualified?" Mag frowned, feeling that just picking up one at random would be a bit too casual and simple, right? After hesitating for a moment, Mag placed the durian in his hand in the waiting area.
Then he picked up a second durian.
The fragrance of this one is a little more fragrant than the one just now, and you can smell the sweetness, but the difference is not that obvious. After peeling it off, I still don’t know which one has a better taste.
"To be determined." Mag also placed the durian in his hand in the pending area, and then picked up the third durian.
"To be determined."
"To be determined..."
Mag turned around and placed 499 durians in the waiting area, eliminating one durian.
"Haha." Mag looked at the durians in the waiting area and sneered. There's no difference at all, okay?
Which smell is stronger, lighter, grassy... In such a completely enclosed space, facing the impact of the smell of ten thousand durians, how can you smell the slight difference in taste? He is not Connie!
After sitting next to the pile of durians and thinking about life for a while, Mag suddenly realized something, raised his head and asked: "System, the durians you will provide me by then will be the best durians, right?"
"That's nature. The durians provided by this system are planted in the durian islands with endless sunshine in the sea. The sunshine is abundant and the soil is fertile. The durians that grow completely crush the Musang King. They strictly follow the principle of ripe melons, and each one is naturally mature. Each durian has gone through several processes to select the best quality durians and deliver them to the host," the system said confidently.
"Then let me choose a hammer here!"
Mag rolled his eyes and wanted to tear this system apart.
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