Survival Guide Killing People

"Damn it, I don't want to live anymore, and you dare to sneak up on my loot." Before He Quan could take another look, the dog rushed over in a hurry, and resolved the crisis with a few mouthfuls.Perhaps it was aware of the gap in strength, or perhaps it was because the tentacles were still a little intelligent and knew that they couldn't go head-to-head. They quickly burrowed back into the ground and hid in the gravel several meters deep.Except for the traces left by the fighting, nothing can be seen on the surface, and it is peaceful.

"It's just the tentacles that can be dealt with by the Ministry of Magic. Let's go back first." The dog exchanged glances with his son as he said this. He Quan caught this detail. What can't be said in person?

Back at the fortress, after assigning the task, Typhon moved out a large pile of ancient books out of nowhere and began to search for information.He Quan wanted to help him, but he couldn't understand the words on it, so he had to give up.It's not his character to sit and wait, so he just went to the kitchen to work for a long time, and made a lot of food that is easy to eat, can be stored for a few days, and is even delicious when refrigerated.Of course, these are prepared for the soldiers, and they will never send the dogs away with dry food, and then prepare delicious dishes and send them to the command room.Three dishes and one soup, both meat and vegetables.

"The food you cooked is delicious." Just now, the dog cried out that he was hungry, and his subordinates hurriedly sent pastries over, but he vomited after taking a bite, yelling at something, it was hard to swallow.

He Quan came in with the food and saw this scene, and quickly helped the guards who were bitten to death, and then gave the dog delicious food to calm down.However, when he picked up the overturned dim sum, he knew it was made by a senior chef before he even tasted it. No matter in terms of shape, gloss, choice of ingredients, or aroma, it was all top-notch.He broke off a small piece of egg yolk cake and tasted it. The taste was soft and strong, and it could melt on the taste buds before chewing. The sweetness was just right, and the subtle acid inside added flavor. In short, it was an exquisite dessert that could get high marks.

"Isn't this delicious, who made it?" I ate other kinds, and they all tasted great, especially the char siu crisp, which was just the size of a bite, and it was so delicious.

"I don't know these little things." The pastry should have been brought from the city, because the fortress did not have a chef and lacked equipment to bake pastries.

"Okay, don't be angry, I was talking too much." Knowing that the dog was worried about other things and shouldn't talk too much about asking questions that he didn't want to do, He Quan thought about it and felt that he should discuss with him about the tentacle calling his mother.But thinking of the look the dog and Misha exchanged before leaving, I can't say anything.It's not that you don't trust the other person, it's that you're afraid of hearing the terrible truth.

He Quan always believed that the reason why Typhon rescued himself and sent him to this continent was because of the reincarnation of Goumang. As a result, the reincarnation of the god of spring did not die at all. It doesn't matter.But as an ordinary person, he certainly has no value of being protected by dogs, so his identity may have hidden mysteries.It might not be a coincidence that the tentacles would call him, maybe he was brought into this world because of his connection with the ancient demon god, so that he could deal with big troubles at any time.

However, wouldn't it be better to kill him directly? Why do you have to do everything possible to save his life and live with him?

These thoughts filled his brain, one bad thought after another, but he didn't resent Typhon, he was just sad that he didn't know the truth.

It was getting late, and the dog was still busy, and he planned to go for a walk outside in an irritable mood.In principle, for the sake of safety and convenient management, you cannot leave the fortress, but you can still walk in the yard.The guards seemed to see that he had an unusual relationship with the dog, and behaved very cautiously, for fear of being rude, which made people feel awkward.Fortunately, Rourou appeared in time to break the embarrassment.They found a place with few people, sat on the ground, and said something intimate.

"Sorry, I haven't found your grandma yet, but everyone is working hard, and there will definitely be good news." After searching for a whole day, there is still no news of the fleshy grandma, and I haven't even seen any other living things.Whether the corpse was too damaged to be found or escaped by luck, after seeing the destructive power of the tentacles, He Quan preferred the former.But he wouldn't say it, because that would be too hurtful, too hopeless.

"No news is the best news. I believe that grandma must still be alive. He is so strong, so nothing will happen." Rourou is not young anymore, and he has already passed the age where a few lies can be coaxed, but he can't be discouraged , No matter what, cheer up.

They talked a lot, most of which were irrelevant and dispensable, perhaps only in this way can the shadow in their hearts be dispelled.

It wasn't until very late that the dog sent someone to call He Quan, and he said goodbye to Rou Rou and returned to the command room.Probably just after the battle meeting, many people came out in a file. He stood aside and waited for everyone to leave before going in to find Typhon.The dog seemed to be very tired, but he still kept his energy and lay down on the table looking at the sand table. Meatball didn't feel nervous at all, and sat beside him playing with the fat on his belly.Seeing He Quan coming in, he immediately jumped up and asked for a hug.

With Tartarus' attitude, things shouldn't be too bad. As long as he is still relaxed, it means that he doesn't have to fight himself, and he is not at the end of his rope.

"Where's the rice?" Meatball rolled in his arms, asking sweetly, "I'm hungry, I want to eat delicious meat."

"I'll do it now, but it's late now, how about some light food?" Although he knew it wasn't a pet, but because he was so cute and cute, He Quan always had the illusion that he had to be pampered : "How about making egg and meat soup for you?"

"Okay." After speaking, he lay on top of He Quan's head, indicating that he would follow to the kitchen.

Typhon, who was too busy, saw that his father was still playing in such a critical time, and he had no intention of helping at all, so he couldn't help but want to smash the pot: "Damn, where are you going to leave me, I don't want people to stay alone and work overtime Well. It’s too much, I don’t bring any delicious food, and people have to eat ready-made ones.”

"The world is at stake and it's about to be destroyed. You still know how to eat. Promising son, if we are defeated, it will be because you didn't hold on to your post and insisted on running to eat meat soup." Rouqiu Dayi stood awe-inspiring. Standing up, stretching out a small hand to criticize, the tone was extremely serious, as if the destruction of the world was caused by Typhon, but the content was extremely childish, completely centering on the meat soup.

"It's none of your business to say so, the guardian of this world is you, not me, okay?" This side barked angrily, swooped down, and grabbed the old man violently, biting him in his mouth and not letting go.The meat ball was in pain, screaming, waving his short hands and feet and struggling, seeing He Quan's heart ached, he quickly snatched this coquettish main god back to protect him in his arms.As a result, this action completely ignited Typhon's anger, and then both father and son were groaning and arguing, neither of them willing to do things first.

"Okay, don't make a noise. I'll find someone to bring some lava rocks, and I'll cook you food here, and no one needs to go to the kitchen." Because the fortress needs to avoid the exposure of smoke and dust, it is forbidden to use the lava that will produce smoke when burning. and dust fuel, so a kind of stone that will continue to generate heat is used.

This kind of stone is called lava rock, which is naturally formed and varies in size. It is a special mineral that has been tempered in the center of the earth.Because of its special magical properties, it will not be melted by magma, but will absorb a lot of heat and store it.After it leaves the center of the earth, it will still maintain a high temperature, and it will take decades to cool down, but this does not mean that the heat energy will disappear. When using it, it only needs to drop a little water to generate a heat source that lasts for half an hour.It can be used for heating, boiling water, and cooking food, which is very convenient.

Soldiers quickly prepared iron stoves, lava stones and cooking utensils.He Quan then cleaned up a table and processed the ingredients there.The meat is taken from the empty warehouse. Although it is frozen meat, it is still very delicious as long as it is processed a little.

He first soaks the rice needed for cooking porridge in warm water, and then simmers it over low heat. The ratio is about 7 parts of japonica rice and 3 parts of glutinous rice.Then select the good plum meat, cut into thin slices with an excellent knife, add a little papaya powder and egg white and mix thoroughly.Plum meat is also called plum blossom meat. There are no tendons in the meat, and the meat is fat and thin. After being sliced, the snowflakes are evenly distributed, like a work of art.This part was originally the best choice for making char siu. There are only two pieces for a pig, which is a pity to use it for porridge.But considering that Typhon and his father were both tired, it was natural to reward them with something delicious, and of course they couldn't give up the ingredients.

Then he started to heat the wok, add a little clear oil to the wok, add fresh vegetables such as peas, bamboo shoots, shiitake mushrooms, and lettuce after frying, and finally add broth to boil, then add ham slices, tendon, rattleskin, squid, etc. Pour in the rotten rice, add the seasoning, cook on low heat for 10 minutes, stirring constantly.

After all the ingredients are stewed, add the sliced ​​meat, simmer on high heat for a while, and finally fly a circle of egg flowers, sprinkle with finely chopped chives, and a meat soup with a good color and flavor is ready.This dish was improved by He Quan himself. It is not the same as traditional meat soup, but more like porridge. It is mainly tailored for the elderly and children who do not eat spicy food and have bad teeth.It is not only delicious and nutritious, but also easy to eat and very easy to digest.

However, neither Typhon nor Tartarus could eat food that was too hot. When two bowls of steaming meat soup were served, they could only stare blankly and howl in anxiety.

He Quan found a fan and held it in each hand to help fan the food so that the food could cool down quickly.During this time, he kept introducing the characteristics of this dish, but when the topic changed, he suddenly said: "When I was in the desert during the day, those tentacles seemed to be calling me, calling my mother."

This sentence was an understatement, hidden in the ordinary conversation, but it made the dog's face change drastically.But he quickly adjusted his facial nerves, and said indifferently: "You know why people all over the world, no matter what their skin color is or how different their living environment is, can overcome racial differences, overcome language barriers, and all put Is mother a mother?"

"I really don't know that." Not only do I not know, but it is also the first time I have heard that the colloquial language of the word mother of all ethnic groups is mother.

"That's because the structure of the human upper respiratory tract, the formation of the vocal cords, the way the mouth and tongue vibrate all restrict the first syllable to be the simple 'ma' sound. Most of the mothers take care of the children, so they think this It's calling yourself, and over time, mother has become the spoken language of mothers in all ethnic groups." The dog said clearly, and it seemed to make sense: "I think the genes of these tentacles are somewhat similar to humans, so they are not calling you, just It's just instinctively making noise."

"Is that so?" He Quan shifted his gaze to Tartarus, and the main god who had already begun to eat and drink didn't raise his head, but complained: "The genetic coincidence between zebrafish and human is as high as 80%. Have you seen its behavior overlap with humans?"