[Comprehensive] Full-level boss pretending to be new

The frenzied Yayoi Komaeda didn't give the dagger a rest time at all, and didn't even return Honmaru, and directly clicked reset at the entrance of the instance.

So the same tree, the same people, and the same attack route, the three of them repeated it countless times in just one afternoon, and when they got to the back, Yaken could repel the marching army with his eyes closed. It didn't stop until the little tiger's paws hurt.

So, so scary.

The two knives admired Yayoi Komaeda, who was still breathing steadily. If this person hadn't followed behind them in the same state, the two of them would have collapsed due to physical and mental exhaustion.

Especially in the middle of the battle, the short knives with weakened physical strength would make mistakes when facing the enemy, and all the god judges standing aside used the willow blades in their hands to resolve the crisis around them.

And the experience value brought by each 3S achievement is considerable, the extremely short and the long experience slots have been upgraded twice, and the experience gained in one afternoon is equal to their usual one-month training.

"Meow meow meow~"

The little tiger who followed to kill the enemy finally couldn't help but rubbed against Yayoi Komaeda's feet for comfort, and stretched out his little claws to show the other party, because the thick pads looked a little swollen because they followed him all the way down .

Wuhu Tui really didn't want to admit that the tiger belonged to his family. He could keep calm under the chin-scratching attack of the other party before going out. Why can't he do it now? I am so disappointed.

Ignoring the itchy feeling of the belly being scratched, and feeling the twitching of the leg and arm muscles from time to time, Wu Hutui had the idea of ​​going back to Honmaru to rest for the first time. All the creatures in the virtual world felt tired, and the human , What exactly is it made of, it doesn't even feel tired at all.

"Brother Yaoyan..."

I want to go home QAQ

He looked at Yaoken pitifully, a little at a loss, not knowing how to make this request to Yayoi Komaeda.

Yao Yan shook his head lightly, signaling him not to speak, and adjusted his breathing pattern by himself, preparing to recover his physical strength faster, so that he could help out more to bear the pressure in the next battle.

But the red cheeks of the two of them couldn't hide at all, it was clearly a sign of exhaustion.

Yayoi Komaeda took out a pocket watch from his pocket, and the hour hand on it jumped, pointing to the position of seven. He looked at the two daggers that couldn't hide his fatigue, and decided to go back to Honmaru first.

"And the spoils."

He nodded towards the neatly piled boxes next to him, signaling the dagger to take his things and follow behind them.

Even the chief of Africa, after swiping the 3S evaluation for an afternoon, there will be a lot of drops, not to mention, from a certain point of view, Komaeda can be said to be a person favored by God, and the rewards he received are even more forcible. Times, every piece is fine.

For example, they gathered a box full of top-quality guards. Both Yaoken and Wuhutui said that it was the first time they saw such a drop since they became conscious.

Usually, only one copy of the event map can be obtained, and it is the normal version, which can only save the life of the sword, and it will continue to be repaired after returning to Honmaru.

Compared with fighting, it is too easy to carry something home. The two of them are half of each other. While the boxes are stacked very high, they also maintain a wonderful balance, without any trace of falling over.

Seeing the opening of the teleportation tunnel, Tsurumaru and Candekiri greeted the three of them with rather shocked expressions.

In terms of time, an afternoon has passed, but the murderous aura on the two daggers has accumulated, and the supplies that can only be placed in the courtyard that cannot be put away in the house, must have passed for several months!

Forget it, it's not uncommon for our magical judge to be able to control the flow of time.

Er Taidao forced himself to comfort himself, and helped the daggers unload the box. The four types of resources were directly turned into sand and filled into the transparent cylinder of the forging room, and those large and small lunch boxes and various seeds were divided into Two waves were sent into the kitchen and the cabin next to the farm.

"My lord, would you like to dine with us?"

Seeing that Komaeda was about to turn around and leave, Tsurumaru hurriedly took a step forward and stopped the other party: "The ingredients we used are those we brought back earlier, we also turned the ground and sowed the seeds, and it is estimated that we will be able to eat them in a few days I grow my own food."

Yayoi Komaeda was not very interested. For him, eating was just a way to survive, but after seeing Candlestick Kiri's speculative and restless eyes, he paused and accepted the invitation.

"Then wait for me a moment."

He's going to change his clothes first—although a swipe of his hand can solve it—but in this vacation-like atmosphere, it seems too sentimental.

Of course, Komaeda didn't care what the word sentiment meant.

"Then Tui and I will go change our clothes first."

Feeling the smell of blood lingering around, the two short knives nodded and ran back to the house quickly, and changed into their own inner suits. The clothes made of soft fabrics were very soft and comfortable, which calmed their tense nerves.

"I don't know if I will continue to fight tomorrow..." Wu Hu retreated to button up his buttons, already shrinking a little in his heart, "It would be great if I didn't feel tired."

"...Okay, it's almost time."

Yao Yan didn't respond to his younger brother's feelings, and took the initiative to open the door and go out. In the main room not far away, they had already set up a small table with candle holders, and there was steaming food in the dishes, which felt quite rich.

Croquettes, french fries, potato salad...

Roasted chicken legs, shredded chicken, stewed chicken soup...

From these dishes, it can be seen that Candlestick has indeed exerted all his skills to make such a table of colorful and nutritious meals.

Komaeda was the first to put down the chopsticks, sending the food into his mouth at a constant speed. He ate very evenly. According to the order from left to right, each chopstick was of the same amount. Only the croquette was left alone. set aside.

"Is this dish not to your liking?" Zhu Keqie was a little nervous, and tried to recall if there was something wrong with any operation steps, such as adding too much salt or frying for a long time.

He is not controlled by the system, and he relies on his own experience rather than precise control when cooking, so there is a high possibility of making some small mistakes.

Komaeda, who finished cooking according to his own rules, picked up a whole croquette by himself, brought it to his mouth and took a bite: "It's delicious."

This was one of his favorite foods before he was four years old, but in his memory, his mother's cooking methods were quite rough, and the cooking was not as delicious as one-tenth of the candlestick cut.

"thanks for treatment."

Komaeda put down his chopsticks, looking satisfied.