Northwest Wolf City.
Uncle Gungun has become more mellow and comfortable recently, both in terms of his body shape and the way he gets along with the people of Wolf City.
The professional service of dozens of professional chefs completely made Uncle Gungun forget that there was such a thing as a cabin in Yanhui Mountain in his memory - the dishes cooked by a certain slave surnamed Lin were authentic, delicious and suitable for the old man's taste. It can't be compared to the fairy days like now where I can open my mouth and stretch my hands for seven meals a day.
The small springs that Lin Chou had killed at the gate of Wolf City were dug again into two pools, one large and one small. The full spring water was as white as pearls. The large one was used for bathing, and the small one was used for bathing. Used to make hot pot, Gungun likes this configuration very much.
Whenever the people of Wolf City try to express the meaning that this is the sacred spring of Wolf City and cannot be desecrated through reasoning, Lord Gungun will know how to touch the bear's paw and project the diplomatic letter onto the gate tower of Wolf City. Sir, your Mingguang Ambassador to Northwest Wolf City, Mr. Gungun, is building a floor in front of the gate. What kind of respect are you talking about with me? ?
Since the first three attempts at reasoning had eliminated the more than 60 capable warriors in Wolf City, in fact no one in Wolf City wanted to mess with this piece of meat anymore, and they eagerly sent a voice call request to Mingguang— —I don’t give a damn how you did it or where you did it, just get that person No. 60 back and we’ll still be good buddies, don’t say it’s unforeseen!
The voice call was hung up...
All right.
The man from Wolf City put down the receiver happily.
Gan Li Niang!
We can't live like this...
The people of Wolf City have already been affected when they go out for hunting, okay? With such a big lump in the middle of the city gate, any strange beasts killed and medicinal materials must be put in the hands of it and the cooks under it to pick them out. They will only be released if they need seven meals a day - they don't take much, just enough for seven meals anyway.
So the question is, how much does a sixth-order behemoth weighing ten tons eat per meal?
Two older chefs approached Gungun.
"Sir, today we have the big rock sheep, a specialty from Wolf City. Although it is essentially the same as the blue sheep from Mingguang, the forage they eat is different. This mutton has almost no smell but is sweet. It is the most suitable Teriyaki and eat it with the sticky sauce, the taste is absolutely nothing to say!”
Another Qiqi Ai Ai said,
"Our people found a saltwater lake dozens of kilometers away. There is a kind of moss in it. I saw it when I was a child. It is fried in balls in a chicken oil pan. It is salty and delicious. Mr. Gungun, if you don't try it, A change of flavor?"
Lord Gungun groaned and agreed. He pointed his paw and a third cook walked out of the crowd.
"Well..."
The expression on this man's face seemed to be very ashamed, and he murmured for a long time before saying,
"Master Gungun, that small patch of bamboo forest...has become strong..."
"Ouch??"
"That's right, it's blossoming and bearing fruit, and bamboo rice is growing, so there are no bamboo shoots recently."
"Ouch!!"
The cook responsible for tending the bamboo forest was immediately denounced.
"That's outrageous!"
"How do you do things?"
"Don't you know that bamboos bloom in patches? The first one you see blooming should be cut down immediately!"
“Young people, if you don’t talk well, you can’t do things well.”
"My bacon will be ready in three days, but now the bamboo shoots are gone, haha~"
The young cook was almost crying.
These people just know how to beep, they have a stupid idea, just cut down the flowering bamboo and it will work?
But he still gritted his teeth and said,
"Master Gungun, I will expand the search area by another 20 kilometers and try to find another bamboo forest. Don't worry, I will let you eat the freshest bamboo shoots in three days at most!"
20 kilometers is easy to say - what a radius!
In recent days, he might even be able to save sleep.
Gungun glumly took off the bath towel he was wearing and jumped into the hot spring. His face sank under the water, and a string of bubbles rolled to the surface.
Many cooks felt heartbroken when they saw this.
"Look at how popular you are, you're starting to spit bubbles..."
"It's just that I'm too careless in doing things."
"Um, who brought the recorder? Remember to send the photos back to me after taking them!"
"Uh-huh! Uh-huh!"
A semi-old balance car was parked at the edge of the spring. The old man standing on it was leaning on a walking stick, and the words "eat shit" were clearly written on his face.
"that..."
Wow!
At least a ton of water rolled up into the sky from the pool like a water dragon, then jumped down from mid-air like a hungry tiger rushing for food, and rushed towards the old man.
The sound of the water rubbed against the air and turned into a harsh roar. Mist evaporated from the surface of the water dragon, carrying strong winds.
The old man’s face, covered with strange tattoos, alternated between red and green.
"Boom~"
The water dragon exploded in front of the old man, and the old man's clothes didn't even get wet.
"Hey, that old man, Lord Gungun doesn't want to talk to you right now."
"I don't have any eyesight at all."
"Master Gungun is not happy. I will give you a fifteen-ton gravity field."
If we say that humans are the creatures in this world who are the best at watching people order their dishes and hugging their thighs, then in the realm of Wolf City, these dozens of cooks are the most urgent and valuable thing that Mr. Gungun needs most. They were sure that the people of Wolf City would not dare to fight against them.
After passing this village, there is no such store - this is probably not the most majestic time in their lives.
The old man was quite old, and he was very good at cultivating qi. He was still able to smile kindly at the cooks, and then he said to Gun Gun,
"This... um... boss..."
The old man was very dissatisfied.
However, he had long known that the sixth-level beast in front of him was very knowledgeable about human nature, and was proficient in Chinese language at level 10. People could understand even a modal particle that was not used correctly.
"How comfortable are you living in Wolf City recently?"
Gungun pulled out a strange-looking fish that was at least 3 meters long from the large basin next to the spring. The fish's scales and internal organs separated automatically in mid-air, and then it jumped into the spring water and swam happily for a few times. Thoroughly.
Three cooks carried a large basin of sauce and placed it on the bamboo rafts floating on the water. Master Gungun dipped the sauce into the fish and ate it.
"Oooh ooh?"
The old man didn't care what Gungun's response meant, he kept nodding.
"Yeah, yeah, that's good, that's good, okay."
"Ouch?!"
"Hehe, yes, yes."
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah?"
"It's necessary..."
"..."
The cook on the side couldn't stand it anymore and rolled his eyes and said,
"I said, old man, what's the matter with you? What are you talking about?"
The smiling expression on the old man's face suddenly disappeared, and a cold aura that these cooks had never experienced rose into the sky. His whole body seemed to have suddenly grown a thousand times taller, and turned into a ferocious beast standing tall on the sky and the earth.
"I would like to ask, when will you leave?"
