Doomsday Pavilion

Two bosses, a man and a woman, are busy introducing to the guests how to get rid of toxins and cooking methods. The boss and the customers ask me and answer, but there is a crowd around the crowd, but none of them really paid for it.

"I told the big guy, our fat pigeon, look at this forehead, it's full and firm, not scattered or spent, and toxins will never leak out. Then you will cook according to the method I said to ensure that it tastes delicious Don’t look at us. This is a guinea fowl raised in a vegetable garden. With two wings, it can’t taste like a swan!” The sweaty man’s chest clapped, and the woman carried a seventy-centimeter-sized guinea fowl. , Fat-headed pigeons with white spots on their feathers are shown to the guests one by one.

"Boss, what's the price of this little poisonous dove?" A question came from the crowd.

The male boss turned black and said weakly, "Brother! We are fat pigeons, guinea fowls! Not poisonous pigeons!"

It is said that there is a kind of highly poisonous mutant creature among the evolutionary people. Its toxicity is strong enough to threaten the third-order awakened. The appearance is very similar to the guinea fowl. The only difference is that the body is slightly larger, the tail feathers are slightly longer, and the plump pigeon is blue. The gray and poisonous dove is navy blue, and ordinary people don't understand it very well. Even if they understand, the poison of both is deadly enough for ordinary people, and there is no difference.

Of course, the seller who sells this fat-headed pigeon is most unwilling to hear that the guinea fowl in his hand is called a "little poisonous dove", which is enough to make some swayed customers have some directional and unpleasant associations.

The crowd dispersed in half, and the boss was almost crying. At this moment, a young male voice asked, "Boss, how do you sell mutant guinea fowl?"

"Hey! It is said that three circulation points are one catty per catty, if we let us handle it for you, add half a circulation point." The boss hurriedly replied, looking at Lin Chou eagerly.

Lin Chou smiled, "Boss, listen to what you mean, and whatever you call it?"

"Hey, don't you, you can pick whatever you want, our fat pigeon is about the same size, between six and a half catties to eight and a half catties, more than two, one is twenty!"

Lin Chou lightly touched the fat-headed pigeon in the hands of the boss, and as expected, the system showed signs of writing

Ingredients: Mutant guinea fowl, zero-order low-level mutant creature, also known as fat-headed pigeon.

Applicable cooking methods: boiled in wine, boiled in water, barbecued, stir-fried, braised and so on.

"Yes, boss, how many do you have in total?" Lin Chou asked.

The boss replied in surprise, "A total of one hundred and seventy or eighty, why?"

"I want it!"

"Okay, how many do you want...Wait, do you want it??!" The boss wiped his sweat, "Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law... Did I hear that right?"

Lin Chou smiled and said, "Is this stuff good to feed?"

The boss was already in a state of smirk, and the wife quickly replied, "It's easy to raise, why not? This stuff grows meat when eating grass! You don't need to drink water! It grows too fast and the meat is very fatty, the most suitable for filling oil and water."

Lin Chou was satisfied, "Okay, send them all to the Lin's shop in Pythagorean Alley!"

A total of one hundred and eighty-five, 3,700 circulation points, check out.

Lin Chou glanced at the digital balance on the card machine, 5660.

More than one hundred and eighty fat-headed pigeons were housed in bamboo cages, clattering, clattering, croaking, stuffing the Lin’s small shop house full, and returning to the door leading to the doomsday small hall, one by one Tucked in, and finally Lin Chou followed in with the salt bag.

"Hello! System?"

"What is calling this system?" You can feel the arrogance of this product through the font.

Lin Chou rolled his eyes, "Is there a vegetable garden? Otherwise, where do you put so many guinea fowls?"

"Stupid humans! Humph, go to the back mountain and see!"

The entire hillside behind the wooden house is surrounded by wooden fences, half of which is divided into small frames. I think it should be used as animal pens. The other half is not grass, and the black ground is dark and shiny. It has been turned over and a large area is waiting for cultivation. Farmland.

There is also a stone well, the water is less than ten meters above the ground, and the water is clear.

There are wooden wheels and buckets on the head of the well, and rounds of thick hemp rope are wound on the wheels.

"What can this fence stop?"

"Hmph, stupid host of lower primates, this system produces, even the tenth-order mutant creatures enter, and they can't escape the fence."

Lin Chou pouted, MDZZ, now I have heard that the most advanced mutant creature is Tier 5, human beings are even lower, and Tier 4 evolved humans are like gods!

Loosen the fat-headed pigeons into the fence one by one, and save three of them to start.

The entire back kitchen is spacious and bright, almost the same size as the front dining room.

In the center is a huge Nakajima. Of course, the material is still wood. The surface is smooth and shiny. It has been carefully treated at first glance. There is a faucet and sink at each end.

Various pots and pans props and tools are hung above the operating table, including wine glasses.

To the left of the console is a huge oven, a fireplace, and a built-in six-door refrigerator, very luxurious.

On the right are six neatly arranged fire stoves. In the corner are half-buried large tile urns used to make salt-baked chicken, and a three-legged bronze tripod filled with water. It looks like...it seems to be used for cooking soup?

In short, very luxurious and very prodigal.

The cries of the three fat-headed pigeons that had been carried upside down in their hands were already weak, and their skin was red and bloodshot, reminding Lin Chou.

"Work!"

The venom glands of fat pigeons are in the forehead, and the system is very "euphemistic", not to remove the venom glands. Instead, the system provides a special method to turn the toxins in the venom glands into the "source" that can enhance the ability of evolving people.

Origin: The greatest discovery of the New Era, whether it is a talented awakened or a mutant, is the product of the transformation of the body of the Origin.

The talented awakeners tend to "return to their ancestors", while the mutants tend to "evolve."

The awakened person needs to rely on the realization of the origin to explore the power of the blood, while the mutant needs the origin to strengthen the mutation part and strengthen the ability.

To describe it in systematic language, the mutated parts of mutant organisms are different ways of expression under the original transformation. Removing the venom glands of fat-headed pigeons is extremely wasteful and unprofessional performance. Lin Chou should use it and control it.

The origin of the fat pigeon is concentrated in the forehead venom glands, and it is destined that unless the origin is destroyed, even if it is severely injured, there is a possibility of recovery.

The method provided by the system is very simple. Replace more than 97% of the blood of the fat pigeon body with the "93% diluted source crystal solution". After an hour, the blood will be slaughtered and made into salt-baked chicken. The origin is dissolved in the body.

"What kind of thing is that 93% diluted Source Crystal solution?" Lin Chou looked inexplicable.

"Improper source power and bloodline power can form source crystals in the brains of mutant creatures, and after treatment, they can be made into a source crystal solution with extremely high stability."

"Wait? Where can I find that stuff?"

...

"Dip, the Apocalypse Kitchen God System Exchange Shop is open, and the current exchangeable items are [93% diluted source crystal solution], the exchange price, 4 points 250g."

Lin Chou stared, "I have zero points!"

"It is detected that the host has no points, and the system can provide loans. Each random attribute can borrow 10 points, with a daily interest of 0.05%. The full points can be returned within 24 hours, and all points and attribute points will be deducted overdue."

"I#*#!.........10 points for the loan."

"The loan is successful, deduct a little intelligence."

Lin Chou's brain buzzed, and two lines of nosebleeds came out, "Ni, Nima!!"

Sure enough, the intelligence value is only 5.

With two tufts of toilet paper in his nose, Lin Chou began bleeding the fat pigeon.

The fat-headed pigeon was stupid by Ren Linshou, and seemed to feel no pain.

The source crystal solution was crystal-like translucent and very viscous. After being injected into the body of the fat-headed pigeon, the thing still stared at the needle blankly with a cute expression.

In this way, the blood exchange of three fat-headed pigeons was completed. One hour later, the chickens were killed, the blood was removed, the hairs were plucked and the internal organs removed. Lin Chou was very comfortable with this process. Born in the last days, any creature that can provide protein is a good thing. Things are naturally not allowed to be wasted.

Turn on high heat and stir-fry large grains of sea salt until it is browned. Open the large urn. Spread the sea salt on the bottom. Disperse the fat pigeons that are tightly wrapped with mutant plantain leaves. Cover with the remaining hot salt evenly. Leave charcoal fire in the fire pond at the bottom of the urn and roast. It takes fifty-five minutes.

Soon, the fresh flavor of the meat was baked with salt.

"En! Fragrant!" Lin Chou smiled and praised his good craftsmanship.