Doomsday Pavilion

Lin Chou unceremoniously sat down on the counter holding an old bowl of rice, and the white rice poured with a spoonful of soup was covered with fried beef hoofs as high as a hill. The brown cowhide was covered with hazy and bright beef tendon and the emerald green. The bright red pepper with chopped green onions and the white rice form a strong color difference.

"Snoring thinly..."

After a while, he was sweating profusely.

The old man Jie was stunned to see that the small mountain-like food in the hands of a certain boss was wiped out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then he looked at the table of food in front of him-well, it seems that only the leg of an osmanthus cicada??

What the hell!On purpose!The user experience is damn bad!

Old man Jie suddenly felt that his good temper was like being blown away by the northwest wind, and his mentality exploded on the spot and almost cursed.

Lin Chou returned the clean bowl to the kitchen and fell into deep thought under the fierce gaze of the old man.

Ok...

So let's put aside the topic of the sudden increase in the difficulty of obtaining the Hashma, which makes a certain worry add to the worry and strengthen the worry...

Then Boss Lin will put "Qi Luck Value" and other metaphysical fields on the table for the second time.

No, my boss has been so dark recently??

First, he offended the green head for not knowing what the hell was going on, and then Pen Mou naturally failed to take the wine and Ye Yu to make a deal as scheduled. As a result, now that the owner of the family comes to the door, he has to be accompanied by a smiley face. Take a few jars of Snake Gallbladder and Colorful Snake King Wine with a crazy addition-and the timing of their arrival is too far-fetched by Nima.

Ahem, the latter one is for Mingguang to get a headache, and it has nothing to do with Lin Moumou temporarily.

Besides, Boss Lin developed the food delivery business. The system evaluation has been initially successful. As a result, the special intercom machine was killed by a guy Niu Lanshan. The machine hasn't been repaired yet... I suddenly learned about Bao Bao, a delivery worker approved by the system a few days ago. Second classmate, this damn boy was named by Mingguang and arrested the strong man to repair the city wall, Nima!

Speaking of which, I can’t blame people for not giving face, the system is like this, who made you Bao Er is indeed an evolutionary, and the ability seems to be quite practical...

Looking to the sky.

Boss Lin raised his head and looked up at a 45-degree angle, revealing the intricate entanglement between bright and sad that a beautiful man should have.

——Lin Chou felt a little dizzy after thinking about it, and finally, coupled with this month’s tragic and incomparable turnover of the horse galloping free-flying impact.

Of course, another reason for the dizziness may also be that the Gao family spent huge sums of money to beat them out on a tripod to sacrifice to the sky + the cute “yingyingying” of the snow dumpling boss who is waiting to be fed stung Lin Chou’s ears and brain...

Whispers on the side,

"Sister Chizhi, why did the wet tiger suddenly be like this... looks so strange..."

"You Rong, do you think Lord Blood God... uh... and me, how have you eaten recently?"

"Sister Chizhi, what strange question are you asking..."

"At the moment when the boss raised his head, I felt like I suddenly became a kitty-or the kind that was caught by the nape of fate!"

Su Yourong has a strong sense of substitution, and she muttered coldly.

"Strange, I don't feel anything..."

The researcher Wu Kewu who suffered double abuse sucked his nose hard and said with regret.

"It's refreshing to eat spicy food for a while, Chrysanthemum Crematorium, maybe your Lord Wet Tiger is paying a silent tribute to tomorrow in advance."

Su Yourong: "..."

Lin Chou had to give up thinking and watched Wu Ke smile without saying a word.

People who generally say this kind of thing must have very rich life experience.

For example, a certain time when Wu Ke, who loves to drink soup, accidentally sprinkled more paste of chili pepper + red oil in the pig blood soup is wonderful enough-otherwise you thought how Lin Chou first discovered the devil chili pepper grown on the mountain The degree went up like a step.

After living in Yanhui Mountain for a long time, I have somehow felt an extraordinary feeling. Now, apart from finishing his boring data analysis work on wild animals and exotic animals, researcher Wu is also very willing to go to Paddle some weird gadgets on the hill.

For example, recently, the egg-shaped tin house for work and rest for researcher Wu has not only expanded a few, but also surrounded by purple vines with pale golden flowers and various flowers and plants that Lin Chou does not know. Ke even had the idea of ​​introducing some low-temperature hot spring water into a living-water fish tank. What a beautiful sign.

Before he knew it, he seemed to treat this place completely as his home. Of course, Boss Lin himself would never admit this kind of statement. Don't make it so warm to rely on it.

After staying with the "family" for a long time, it is easy to substitute oneself among them.

Just like before, even if he put on the glamorous skin of the scientific research institute and borrowed him a hundred and eighty courage, he still did not have the courage to look directly at a powerful evolutionary.

As for now, this damn thing has developed to the point where someone who dared to roll their arms and net sleeves and some fifth-order bosses fight with landlords to drink beer and grab elbows to draw the bastard...

It can be seen how the painting style has been distorted!

Moreover, Researcher Wu himself has not yet realized this change, but occasionally feels that the research institute is too "indulgent" to himself, it is simply a wild ass-style feeding method.

apart from...

Except for the salary that is never enough...

all!well!

Yes, since moving to Yanhuishan, Wu Ke always found the fashionable and full of swelling at the beginning of the month when he opened the money clip. It often looked haggard after ten and a half months.

The scientific research institute really gave him a set of "food standards" very humane, the kind that can be reimbursed.

However, how can a damn researcher Wu stay in such a place, how can he guarantee that he can control his broken mouth?

Yueyue's overspending made Wu Ke anguish, but the speed at which his body became stronger also surprised him.

Carrying scientific research tools and equipment on his back is his biggest nightmare. Now, hey, maybe he can get six small abdominal muscles after a few more laps!

Therefore, Researcher Wu closed his eyes in pain and indulged one last time before the next wave of wages "arrived on schedule".

"Brother Chou, give me a stew pot of Black Mountain wild pork, as long as the garnish is Maitake...Uh, less Maitake!"

In fact, Wu's heart is not calm at all, there are too many plays:

(I don’t panic at all, I even want to drink Bing Kuo Le, uh, cold beer is fine!)

(Today is big fish and meat, tomorrow...tomorrow...hey...give a try to turn a bike into a motorcycle...)

(Come on, hit the belly button of destiny with me!)

(If it fails...Ahhhhhhhh, when will you come, my lovely friend Sikong?)

This is the least damaging way of eating that Wu Ke can think of. After all, a dog’s life matters. A full meal does not matter if you are not hungry for three days.

In case, another shit that "due to the drought and hot weather in this quarter, the salary payment was delayed in March," Wu Ke informed Wu Ke that he was afraid that he would have to endure the unbearable burden of life again.

Lin Sorrow happily answered,

"Big Breast Sister? Go to the back and take a look. Don't take the wrong one. There are Tier 3 among those Black Mountain wild boars. If you take the wrong one, you will kill you."

"Oh~"

What is this, this is the pillow when doze comes.

Earlier, I tried to shamelessly wipe oil on the garrison to complete the fixed sales of the system for this month. The remaining Black Mountain wild boars that were emptied of blood were all hanging in the cold storage in melancholy and unable to deal with it.

Don’t mosquitoes have meat no matter how small they are?