Although he was ridiculed by the whole family the night before, Denver still ate a snack made by his parents and younger brother. It looked a little weird, and the skin called mochi skin was a bit sticky, but it was delicious anyway. .
It completely beats those desserts my mother tried before that looked exquisite but were actually difficult to swallow.
He originally wanted to bring a few pieces to Janeve tomorrow, but when he came to his senses, his father and Bobo, who were very capable of fighting, had already finished the mochi and taro rolls. When he tried to ask his mother for help, his purpose was immediately revealed and he was ruthlessly rejected.
Her reason is irrefutable: "Giving snacks to the people you like, shouldn't you do it yourself to show your sincerity?"
"Yes, yes, even if I want to eat, I have to pay for it with my own labor!" Bobo, the yes-man, echoed.
His father, who had always taught him to focus on his studies and training, actually said the words "men who work in the kitchen are more attractive" when he left, which successfully ignited his competitive spirit and passion.
It's just that... mother said she was going to take a flower petal bath, and father carried Bobo who was dozing on his back to urge him to wash up and go to bed. The chef at home was not around, and the housekeeper and servants were also resting. Denver asked several servants on duty, but they all said they had never helped in the kitchen and they did not know Mrs. Dao's secret snack recipe.
You encourage me to do it, but you don’t give me the recipe and how to do it! What a mess! ! ?
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Lin Maoshan, who was so angry that he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, was also troubled.
In the evening, Mulinfeng and Mulin Feng consulted the official customer service of Xingwang Fresh Food. After learning that it was due to the effect of the sunny day live broadcast room, fish in the entire empire, especially in the Emperor Star District, was temporarily out of stock. They both felt that the other party was too weak and affected them. With their fortunes, they all returned to their respective homes in a tacit agreement.
After arriving home, he watched the recording of the fried food on a sunny afternoon, and force-fed himself a bottle of seafood-flavored nutrient solution. He choked to death from the salty smell, and gnawed on a big apple to regain his composure.
It is really easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. If he had known earlier, he should have brought back two portions of dishes from Lao Mu. Although the imitations were rough, you could still eat some by pinching your nose... Forget it, those plagiarisms would probably disappear after eating them.
The old dean, who rarely emo's at night, posted a post in WeChat about how difficult it is for people to break down, and it quickly received hundreds of likes.
"I feel uncomfortable here, what do you mean by giving likes!?" He left a roar in the comment area, successfully dissuading dozens of colleagues and students who casually liked them, leaving only a group of people in the same year as him. The old guy is pretending to be dead to watch the fun.
And just when he was getting ready to go to sleep, a reply from Qingtian made him so angry that he vomited blood. The little girl asked with some anxiety: "Teacher Lin, you said you were hungry, is it because the fried food box I prepared for you is too small?" ?”
People will have conditioned reflexes after being deceived too much. Lin Maoshan immediately blindly guessed that he might have been tricked by Casper again. The "friends to thank" mentioned in the Qingtian live broadcast should refer to them.
He made a video call to Casper to ask for clarification. Unexpectedly, the problem had just begun when the old boy's signal transmission had a bug. He was disconnected with a confused look on his face, and then he couldn't get through again...
"No, I have to find him!" Dean Lin, who was flopping on the bed until two o'clock in the morning, getting more and more angry as he thought about it, threw the pillow away, changed clothes and went out.
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In the early morning, earth-shaking changes were taking place in the houses on the left and right sides of Fang Qingnuan's house.
King James originally wanted to send someone nearby to protect Hughes, but this was just the right time. While performing their tasks, the subordinates on duty could also use their identities as neighbors to go to the little anchor's house to ask for food and drink, and then brought them back to the palace. Can’t you always eat fresh food?
Both groups came under the command of General Russell, and were led by Major General Luke, a user of [Class 2 of Three Years 004] who was good at information search, and [Class 2 of Three Years 003] who had many years of experience in undercover hiding and small-scale combat. No.] User——Lieutenant General Owen.
In fact, this kind of operation where several people in each group take turns on duty does not require these two people at all, and their time is not easy to coordinate with other people. However, two big guys who coveted Qingtian's skills joined the team with the title of "scoring instructors" on the pretext of training new soldiers, leaving General Russell speechless.
"I thought about it and decided to use less protective covers, otherwise it would look too abrupt." The interior decoration style changed from a warm living style to a simple and practical shared apartment style. Major General Luke turned his head away from the projection screen of the test instrument. He opened the door and pointed to several control points to discuss with him, "If there is a sneak attack, the emergency energy in these places will be activated automatically."
"It's more feasible, but I have to try it myself." Unlike Luke, who is still full of the lively characteristics of a young man even in middle age, Irving has a more aggressive appearance, a taller and burlier figure, and exudes " Keep away from strangers" aura.
He called his subordinates and asked them to work in pairs to conduct simulation exercises as intruders.
The first group was composed of two people with high agility and general combat prowess. They successfully evaded the first layer of sensing devices. They were discovered by the second layer of devices and then targeted and attacked, but their infiltration failed.
The second group was composed of two people with average agility and high combat effectiveness. Although the sensing device was triggered on the first layer, they had to contend with the attacks of the two protective layers for several minutes before losing. If their mental abilities were higher, , it is very possible to grind through the level.
The third group is relatively speaking, the two people with the best average values. They successfully avoided the first and second layer sensing devices, and chose to fight in front of the third layer device with no way to retreat. If it hadn't been for the last SS-level The mental power attacked the bottom of the bag and shattered their tester. It was very likely that the two men would successfully infiltrate.
"You think of ways to fix the problems exposed earlier, and I'll take my turn this time." Owen took off his military uniform jacket, put on the latest military "night uniform", and strode out of the room.
"Oh, I think you are a bit overqualified." Luke tapped quickly on the virtual keyboard, sent the repair arrangements to several of his subordinates, and yawned lazily, "The Federation will not send you to such a big boss level. people to perform such tasks."
Seeing that the other party insisted on going, he shrugged and stopped trying to dissuade him. Instead, he asked the six people in a low voice: "I haven't noticed before that your boss is so... um, rigorous in such trivial matters?"
Only two of the people nodded slightly. Seeing that the others did not want to answer, they remained silent.
"As expected of him, the soldiers he leads are so well-disciplined." Luke knocked on the tables of the people behind him and accused them sourly, "Learn from others and obey and respect your superiors unconditionally!"
"Hahaha."
"Boss, if you promise not to write bugs again, I will obey you unconditionally."
"We have always respected you, dear old man... what the hell?!" Halfway through his words, the young man chewing sour plums to refresh himself pointed at the mental fluctuations and thermal images of the area he was responsible for supervising and called everyone to come over. Look, "Look here, there is an invasion by high-level spiritual beings!"
"What?!" Luke is still experienced after all. After correlating the data, he immediately analyzed it accurately, and then solemnly turned on the internal communicator that he had not used just now and called to his old friend, "Lieutenant General Owen, the external protection network of the community has appeared. Abnormal, preliminary judgment is that it was caused by two intruders with a mental power level of S+ or above."
"Give me their coordinates and I'll go over and take a look." Owen's calm voice came, which slightly relaxed the frozen atmosphere in the room.
"Don't bother. The opponent's route is very clear. They should be able to meet you in 2 minutes." Luke swallowed and asked worriedly, "Do you need support?"
With his crow's mouth, he said that the Federation couldn't send high-level mentalists over, but now not only did they come, but two came at once.
"Shh, open all the protective nets first and wait for my news." Owen lowered his voice, left the last words, and closed the communication directly. (End of chapter)
