I really want to be a cook

I really want to be a cook Author: Can Jiang

brief introduction:

"My Rivers and Lakes" is a martial arts virtual reality game, which claims that every player can find their own rivers and lakes in it.

Jiang Ping, a senior lifestyle player, was lucky enough to travel under the influence of the mysterious power from the east, and became the villain big boss who has not yet grown up in the game, the... young partner of the Seven Nights Demon Lord.

To live a new life, follow the little friends and embark on the path of the destined supporting role of the villain, or decisively follow the heart and become a Buddhist life player.

Of course, if the group of sand sculpture players didn't appear...

"I'm Jiang Ping, with a steady personality and a hobby of development. My wish is world peace."

Chapter 1 I, who loves peace, was left in the game forever

"From now on, the code name is all of you"

In the vagueness, the chattering sound was like a hundred flies buzzing incessantly in my ears, and there were also clumps of messy information intertwined and circling in my mind, which I couldn't distinguish clearly.

What the hell, where is the emerald white jade golden silk nanmu bed in my game?

Where's the girl in my bed? !

Jiang Ping suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that the sky was gloomy, like a black mountain pressing down, and his mouth, nose and breath were moist after the rain, with some earthy fragrance.

His whole body was sore and he couldn't move, which reminded him inexplicably of the bad memories of being beaten by others.

But when Jiang Ping saw the familiar game character panel below his field of vision, he was relieved, as long as he was still in the game.

In the game, Laozi is the father!

Then someone stepped on the chest.

Enter the fighting state

It was a pair of black boots stained with yellow mud, and there was a little scarlet on the khaki mud, resembling the color of fresh blood.

Not only stepped on, but also rubbed.

You are too much!

I'm so

Jiang Ping opened his mouth, and spit out a big mouthful of dirty blood that was stuck in his throat, and coughed a few times violently.

The voice in front suddenly paused, and then a joking voice came:

"Hey, there is another one who is destined to die, remember what I taught you?

If you can't kill the target, you are the one who dies.

As a qualified killer, making up the knife is the basic skill.

Although you are all scum, scum, and your lives are as cheap as ants, if you let the customers lower their evaluation of our Night Rain Building, you will die, and you will not be able to make up for it.

There will be no next time such an accident.

Now, who will give him a ride! "

Are you talking about me?

I was kidnapped?

Jiang Ping felt a stream of cold gazes sizing him up, making cold sweat break out on his back.

Don't do it, hey, I can still save it!

I have money!

Even in the game, the price of dying once made Jiang Ping feel a little painful. If the problem can be solved with money, that would be great.

"Knife"

Jiang Ping exhausted all his strength, wanting to shout a sentence to keep people under the knife, but a gloomy light of the knife broke into his eyes like thunder, and his voice stopped directly on his lips.

Knife, soon.

Jiang Ping closed his eyes.

Ma De, wait, if I don't copy you, I will write my name upside down!

clang!

A sound like the clanging of knives and guns rang in his ears, and Jiang Ping felt a bit of coolness oozing from his neck.

Clank!clang! !

The short and rapid sound of the knife stopped abruptly, making Jiang Ping, who was in the middle of death and immortality, very hesitant, quietly opened his eyes.

Not far away, I saw a stern boy about [-] or [-] years old in a black suit holding a standard long knife. The tip of the knife was facing a boy who was sitting in the mud with an embarrassed expression and a boy who was about the same age.

There are other teenagers with the same cold expression around him, who don't seem to care about the life and death of their companions.

"No. [-], you dare to disobey the instructor's order!?"

The young man who was knocked into the mud yelled fiercely, and a knife was stuck beside him, making his courage to resist drop rapidly.

Obviously they are all the same knife, why can his cut off mine? !

The cold boy did not speak, and the tip of the knife in his hand leaned forward slightly, so that the boy had to raise his head in humiliation to avoid being stabbed in the throat by the blade.

Is this infighting?

Jiang Ping thought about it secretly, and at the same time realized that the knife just now had only cut through a layer of skin on his neck.

"Three, I need an explanation."

Wearing a black iron mask and shrouded in a black robe, the adult with an indistinguishable voice stood in front of the group of teenagers, staring coldly at the grim teenager.

"he's mine."

The cold boy said in a cold voice, his voice was as cold as his own.

"As killers, you don't need feelings, you are just a knife, remember, it's just a knife!"

The voice of the masked man suddenly turned cold.

"But the instructor also taught us that the strong is king!"

The stern young man turned his blade and faced the masked man directly.

"Ask the instructor to enlighten me."

As soon as the words fell, the young man sprinted forward, dragging the knife up, and at the same time, the ordinary long knife was covered with a layer of blood-colored light.

At this moment, the voice of the masked man finally moved.

"The Burning Blood Art is great, good!"

boom!

As soon as the masked man stepped forward, he had no time to dodge the lightning-like knife, but he didn't need to dodge either. Under the wide black robe, he stuck out a palm covered with a silver-white gauntlet. Splash, but it is evenly divided.

But a knife is not the end.

I saw that after the young man made one strike, he bowed his body, like shooting an arrow, he made twelve strikes in a row, one strike was faster than the other strike, and each strike was fiercer than the other strike, the swords struck at the same position.

Click, a crisp sound.

The masked man took a step back.

"It's very good to be able to use the Burning Blood Knife Art to this extent, number three, his life belongs to you."

The masked man clenched his fist and retracted his palm under the black robe.

The young man slashed his sword immediately, originally full of murderous aura, but after hearing the masked man's words, the murderous aura in his eyes slowly subsided, and the blood from the corner of his mouth slowly oozed out, but he didn't feel it at all, and his voice was still cold.

"Thank you, Instructor."

"Today you can protect him for a while, but you can't protect him forever. In the Night Rain Tower, the weak prey!"

After the masked man finished speaking, he left directly.

Only a group of exhausted teenagers were left behind after the great battle.

So weak!

Witnessing the battle just now, Jiang Ping blinked, feeling dull.

How did this group of scumbags make me lose the ability to resist without even having a gang qi to shoot at each other.

Then he felt like a tattered rag doll, picked up by the young man who saved his life, then thrown on his back, tied up, and walked into the distance step by step, leaving behind a lonely back.

It didn't know when the sky began to drizzle, which made this picture look quite poignant.

Well, it would be even better if he was a woman.

Jiang Ping lay on the young man's not-so-generous back, he could feel the young man's weakness, and he roughly figured out the basic situation.

Just now, the masked man's black robe was embroidered with a leaf mark in the shape of a blood drop. It was the symbol of Zhao Guojianghu, the first-class killer organization Yeyulou.

However, the Night Rain Building was destroyed as early as the third expansion pack, the Hundred Years' War, when the Hundred Years' War started.

Is it a resurgence?

But if you dare to tie me up, aren't you afraid of being destroyed again?

"quit!"

Jiang Ping muttered silently.

Now that he has exited the battle scene, he should be free to exit the game.

It was a little irritating just now, he needed to go out and call someone by the way.

Dare to touch me, I will show you what it means to have friends all over the world!

However, something that surprised Jiang Ping happened. The exit button floating in the lower left of his field of vision turned out to be gray!

In other words, he can't go offline anymore!

"wqnm"

Jiang Ping's head hurt again, and the information that seemed to be stuck in his brain just now suddenly became clear.

"I have timetraveled, and even crossed into my rivers and lakes game, and became an orphan. The killer trained by Ye Yulou since childhood, almost died in the last lesson of the introductory winner's survival!"

Jiang Ping groaned weakly in his heart, and lay on the boy's back, like a dead dog who just lost his first love.

Although the game world is beautiful, reality is real, his family, his friends, the people he loves.

Besides, who knows that once the system is updated, he, the suspected data person, is still there.

My Jianghu is a retro martial arts virtual reality game, which claims that every player can find their own Jianghu in it.

Male players go in to wake up the second class, and female players go in to find true love.

Once it was released, it immediately became popular in the entire Eastern Continent. At its peak, it once set a record of 3000 million players online at the same time.

Don't ask why there are so many people, just ask because there are so many people.

So the world is very popular, very popular, and Qian Jing is very attractive.

Jiang Ping, who was born in the house, naturally plunged into the trend of the game, became a player of the life department, a glorious cook, and lived a life of being rich and safe.

Don't underestimate the cook.

The dishes here also have attributes.

A secret soup-filled steamed bun can restore three points of health, a portion of Dragon and Tiger Smash Bros. can permanently increase physical fitness by two points, and the holy product Buddha Jumping the Wall is not only delicious, but also helps players comprehend the highest Buddhist martial arts Yi Jin Jing.

Stay away from fighting and killing, as long as you cook well, you will have a lot of money.

As the top three cooks in the entire rivers and lakes, Jiang Ping's daily life should not be too moist.

But today

He was left in the game forever.

Chapter 2 The little friend is the future devil, a little flustered

In the quiet and lonely bamboo forest, one of the humble bamboo buildings can be seen among the shadows.