pertwk Chapter 70 The Legendary Kitchen Utensils?
Chapter 70 The Legendary Kitchen Utensils?
Chapter 70 The Legendary Kitchen Utensils?
Bai Hui said, "Before, it was two hundred each time, but now it's dozens or even hundreds—although it's easier, I'm growing up. If this continues, these strange tales will eventually become a burden on me."
"—From what you're saying, you encounter this kind of situation every day?!" Luo Daiyun exclaimed in surprise.
"Not really, but on average it's about once a day—" Bai Hui said, "If it's a female, that's fine, we can just ask for money directly, but if it's a male—"
Tian Qiyuan pressed further, "What's wrong with males? Are they very dangerous?"
"No, males are even better. They can get money and most likely fight a match to gain practical experience."
Upon hearing this, He Qing and Feng Huan also mentioned that they had indeed gained a lot from their previous encounters with strange stories about male parents.
Moreover, it's not just about practical experience; the appearance of these strange tales can also distort one's cognition to a certain extent. Therefore, if one comes into contact with them more often, it can also help in condensing one's inner demons.
However, this kind of help is not unlimited. Just like when you watched Uncle Ying's zombie movies as a child, you will definitely be scared the first time you watch them, but if you watch the same movie too many times, you will naturally gradually lose the mystery.
The same applies to ghost stories; upon first encountering them, one may find them absurd, and the difficulty in understanding them can lead to a decline in rationality.
But the more you come into contact with it, the more you understand that this thing basically has a specific logical framework—although it's still absurd, once you recognize it, you can accept it over time.
Of course, whether anything bad will happen during this "acceptance" process depends on individual fate.
Tian Qiyuan and Luo Daiyun: "————"
They seemed to understand why Bai Hui had improved so quickly—
Damn, he's constantly in close proximity to ghost stories, treating them like "experience packs" and "coin boxes"—how could his progress not be rapid?
Luo Daiyun asked, puzzled, "But aren't you afraid that doing this—will backfire and lead to complete madness?"
Tian Qiyuan also asked this question: "Yes! Can your rationality hold?"
He has a professional team to assist him, and fighting against supernatural tales is naturally part of his training plan.
It shouldn't be now—it's too early.
Bai Hui didn't explain, only saying, "Want to become stronger without taking risks? There's no such thing as a free lunch."
Li Youye chuckled and said, "That's right! The martial arts we practice are essentially idealistic, and our ultimate goal is to become supernatural. We can live or not, but we can't be without life!"
"But if you have a persistently low level of rationality, you'll become depressed—" Luo Daiyun said dryly.
He Qing suddenly said, "Speaking of which—I remember Feng Jue saying before that he was in a lot of pain for a while and was diagnosed with depression at the hospital."
His parents were so sarcastic and insinuating that they even fooled the doctor.
It was because of this incident that Feng Jue gradually realized he was being controlled by a puppet regime, if I remember correctly?
He Qing looked at Feng Jue.
Feng Jue nodded: "That's right."
He Qing added, "I've looked up some information. It seems that these strange stories about parents originate from the thoughts of the older generation—that generation seems to be more resilient, while our generation is more prone to depression."
Do you know what went wrong?
Upon hearing this, Li Youye blurted out without thinking, "There was once a perfect pesticide called paraquat, which was exceptionally effective at weeding and degraded and deactivated upon contact with soil—it was the one that your so-called resilient older generation drank until production ceased."
What happens when a perfectly healthy person suddenly goes insane? What happens when a perfectly healthy person suddenly jumps into a well? What happens when a perfectly healthy person suddenly takes poison? What happens when a perfectly healthy person suddenly becomes possessed?
"That's the resilient older generation you mentioned."
Upon hearing this, He Qing opened his mouth, but for a long time he didn't know how to respond.
We arrived at Bai Hui's house.
Uncle Zhong greeted everyone with a "tick-tock" sound—as the study group grew, the living room of Bai Hui's rented three-bedroom apartment became a little crowded.
But correspondingly, it also became more lively.
The cook had already prepared the meal. He Qing and the other two had been learning with Bai Hui for a week, and the cook had created a special menu for each of them.
As long as you eat it on time and in the right amount every day, you can absorb it quickly and get the energy you need for the day's activities. At the same time, it can also repair the hidden injuries left during training to a certain extent, combining the effects of dietary supplementation and recuperation!
Of course, their meals couldn't compare to Bai Hui's. After all, their daily food allowance was limited, and the cook had to secretly deduct a portion from it and add it to Bai Hui's food budget.
Bai Hui naturally didn't mention such a trivial matter as deducting food expenses to outsiders, as it might be detrimental to unity.
Consider it payment for their "dream machine".
In other words, Aunt Chef, being a dream machine, possesses skills that are close to the Dao, enabling her to create easily digestible and absorbable meals with certain special effects using cheaper ingredients.
But Bai Hui is different. He switches between three image quality states every day, and his sanity value is rarely "healthy". His mental energy grows too fast. If his physical fitness is not improved as soon as possible, the overloaded mental energy will easily put a burden on his body.
And more importantly, Auntie Chef is Bai Hui's dream device. Although the deep binding has not yet been completed, it is certain that she considers this for the sake of the host.
After all, the selection of a master for a dream artifact is a two-way choice—except for Sister Jing.
Getting back to the main point, for the reasons mentioned above, and because the only communication device in Bai Hui's home—a landline—was temporarily in the control of Uncle Zhong, Bai Hui did not notify his family.
The cook didn't prepare enough food.
But that's not a big problem; as long as you pay, the cook can make it right away.
The ingredients were all prepared in advance. For a martial artist in the first stage of the Fiend Body Realm, if there are no special needs, the ingredients at home are enough.
The purpose of charging for meals is mainly for Bai Hui's growth.
The cook greeted the two newcomers with a flurry of clinking bells and then explained the issue of food expenses.
Tian Qiyuan naturally wouldn't care about this small amount of money, but he couldn't just eat at Bai Hui's house—he needed to get some permission first.
He has a professional martial arts team to assist him, and his nanny is a graduate of the Da Xia Culinary Training Academy, so he thinks he is not much worse than Bai Hui in terms of food.
After all, everyone's skill level is low right now, so even if there is a gap, how big can it be?
Of course, not eating it wasn't because I was worried about any problems, but because it might disrupt the training plan that my martial arts support team had set for me.
However, he did want to try it out and see how his support team differed from the Dream Weapon.
So after obtaining Bai Hui's consent, he opened the door and waved.
Then his nanny came in. According to Tian Qiyuan, one of the nanny's jobs was to pick him up and drop him off at school every day, so that he would be free from the disturbances of some strange tales or fake people.
Even if they don't show themselves openly, they are definitely protecting each other in secret.
When his nanny heard that Tian Qiyuan wanted to try the cooking, she immediately became interested as well.
"Is this the Dream Artifact? Auntie Chef—could it be that legendary set of dream kitchen utensils, supposedly capable of perfect absorption and devouring strange logic?"
"Oh? Young man, you've heard my story?"
The cook asked, her voice ringing out.
Upon hearing this, Bai Hui immediately turned one eye toward them and pricked up one ear to listen carefully.
His other eye twisted strangely to the other side, looking at Li Youye, intending to take this opportunity to ask him more questions about the high school league and the "unconventional room bag" —
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