Octopus Online Feeding Guide

When Li Xie woke up, he thought he hadn't opened his eyes yet.

It was pitch black in front of his eyes, the black was very characteristic, and the depths and shades were colorful, which made him almost think that he had glaucoma because he played too late on his mobile phone last night.

He raised his hand and rubbed his head, his whole body exuded a feeling of weakness and fatigue, his head felt dizzy and hot, and he felt sick and nauseous.

The sense of smell in his nose recovered, he took a deep breath, almost suffocating himself to death, his throat and lungs couldn't stand the irritating smell, and he coughed heavily.

When his eyes could see the environment clearly, Li Xie wished he could take a few more breaths and kill himself.

What is this place? !

Little black house?dungeon?prison?Forget it, they all mean the same thing anyway, dilapidated, old, small, dark, and smelly.He could hardly imagine anyone living here today.

Wait, why is he here?

Staggering up from the haystack, he groped among the wooden boards and rags around him, but he couldn't find an exit. He was panicked, afraid and anxious, and kicked out with all his strength, and the boards and rags collapsed with a crash. corner.

Li Xie: Isn't this a little... not very strong?

At this moment, he didn't care about other things, so he ran out directly.

"Richer!" A person ran over from the other side, Li Xie heard the pronunciation, thought it was calling himself, and hurriedly found a direction and ran.

In fact, it was really calling him.

After his eyes had fully adapted to the white light outside, he realized that there were many places similar to the place where he was "closed". They were all low huts made of rags and wooden boards, and several old people and children in black and dirty heard There was movement, poking his head out from the hut.

What the hell is this place? !

Li Xie's spirit almost collapsed, he was still sleeping in the three-bedroom, one-living room he just bought last night, why did he end up in such a ghostly place when he woke up.

"Richel, wait for me." Seeing the person in front of him shaking his legs and falling weakly within a few meters, Gnar hurried over to support him, and said angrily, "You don't have any strength, why are you still messing around?" run."

"Let me go! I, I warn you, you are breaking the law, and I will never bow to the evil forces. There is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering, turn your back on the shore, let me go before you make a big mistake, otherwise, I'll let you go around without eating."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Gnar couldn't understand at all, "I'm hallucinating from hunger, where can I take you away with food?"

He helped Li Xi up, and said in a low voice: "Go back to the house, I grabbed a whole piece of black bread on X-Li Street today, I'll share it with you."

Li Xie was about to ask this dwarf who you are, but Gnar already exclaimed: "Oh my God, who is so wicked and knocked down the wall of your house?"

... Cough, sorry, it's me.

He wrenched his hand out of the dwarf's arm, and was stunned for a moment, whose skinny hands covered with dirt and calluses belonged to them?

You know, what the chef cares most about is his two hands. Without hands, how to stir fry vegetables and carve flowers.

"Who am I?" He licked his dry and chapped lips, looked at the person next to him, and questioned his soul, "Who are you?"

"You are really sick and confused." He sighed, "You are Richel, and I am your good brother Gnar."

He pushed Li Xie into the room, making sure no one was looking at him, and then took out the piece of black bread from his arms, the surface was still covered with dust and mud, and there were sporadic white spots on the fault.

"You're starving, eat quickly." He cut open the bread with a knife, hesitated for a while, and put the big part into Li Xie's hand, and ate it hungrily.

When he took it closer, he realized that the black bread exuded a sour smell, which made people want to gag, and at the same time exuded a faint fragrance of rye and barley, which kept tempting his stomach.Li Xie didn't care if it was dirty or not, so he just bit his mouth.

"Uh..." His teeth were about to chip.

"How can you eat it so hard?" He rubbed his sore cheeks.

Gnar had almost finished eating, and when he saw him looking at the bread in embarrassment, he remembered, "I forgot, you have to eat it with water like a bitch every time." The pottery bowl with a hole in it went outside to fetch water.

Gnar soaked the brown bread in water and handed it to him, "Eat it."

Li Xie looked at the black mass that he couldn't bear to look straight at, closed his eyes, his heart slumped, and he poured all his brains into his mouth.

"Slow down, I won't snatch you." Gnar smiled with fine lines on his cheeks, and sneakily took out a few copper coins from the inner pocket of his old clothes, whispering: "X-Li Street There are a lot of rich people, and you made a lot of money today, you have suffered a lot during your illness, it is just right to wake up now, go buy some medicine, and come with me when you are better."

"Going...to beg?" Li Xie was at a loss for the current environment while fighting against the nausea that couldn't stop rising in his stomach.

This question flashed through his mind for the third time: What the hell kind of place is this?

After a night's rest, Li Xie's body finally regained some strength, and he also struggled to digest the fact that he was Richel.

According to the situation disclosed by the dwarf brother Gnar, this is the continent of Kleinsi, and the eight major races live in every corner of the continent, establish city-states, and coexist harmoniously with each other.

And here is a coastal city at the southern end, where all major races gather, and the Sisley River passes through the city, giving birth to one of the three most prosperous cities on the mainland—the City of Liberty.

Richel looked at the broken bowl in his hand and fell into deep thought.

Why did he come here?What is the purpose of coming here?Make contributions and teach these ignorant races how to behave?

Forget it, let's not starve myself to death.

Now he is just a beggar, without a single steel plate in his body, so poor that he is the only one left.

And this little broken room without walls...

Richel had to adjust his mentality and face this desperate reality.After moving his hands and feet, he felt that he had regained some strength. He took the chipped beggar's bowl and followed the path pointed by Gnar to the next-door area.

Poverty does not allow people to even have a chance to rest for a while.

The most urgent thing at the moment is to cure his illness, Richel touched his forehead, it was astonishingly hot, if he didn't take the medicine again, he would either burn himself into a fool or follow the footsteps of the original owner.

The Gerry Street next door is just a low-class civilian area, the closest to the poor area where he lives at the moment, but it presents a completely different appearance.

The place where he lives is full of sewage, everything is dilapidated, and even the place where he lives is built with scraps discarded by others.

But as soon as he got out of the slums, he found that this place was much more developed than he had imagined. The tall stone houses, the endless stream of carriages, and the clothes worn by various monsters and ghosts all showed that their classes were different.

He is the coolest guy on the street.

Cold without clothes.

Richel grabbed a few rags on his body, pushed open the door and entered a pharmacy as if nothing had happened.

Behind the dilapidated counter, a person was dozing off, most of his face was covered by a dilapidated black three-cornered hat, the pointed end was folded down and drooped in front.Richel tapped on the potholed tabletop, and the man's grunt was louder than Ray's.

"Boss." He yelled a few times, but failed to wake him up. He grabbed the wizard hat and moved it up, revealing the tips of his ears under the gray hair. Just as he was about to call out, he snapped with one hand. With one click, he was photographed.

Richel covered the back of his red hands, "Don't pretend to be asleep when you wake up, the guest is here."

The wizard stretched out a pale and slender finger, and raised the brim of his hat, revealing a pair of pink eyes with a hint of sleepiness.

"There are no potions you can afford here."

"How much is the cheapest fever-reducing medicine?" Richel clutched the seven copper coins that Gnar gave him in his pocket. He wandered around the market just now, and he couldn't even buy some ginger soup to drive away the cold. A piece of it was the size of a palm. The ginger costs nine copper coins, and it is not allowed to break it off and sell it alone.

"It can be [-] gold coins, or it can be free."

"No money?" Richel's eyes lit up, "What do you say?"

"Follow my mood. It's a pity that you disturbed my sleep. I'm in a bad mood today." The wizard nestled in the walnut chair and yawned. "Remember to close the door when you go out."

Richel couldn't stand this man's eccentricity either, so he planned to visit other pharmacies.The copper bell on the door made a crisp sound, and a person ran in in a panic. He couldn't dodge in time, and was thrown against the wall by the door.

It's really unlucky for people to drink saliva and stuff their teeth.

Richel touched the back of his head and rubbed his forehead. He became even more dizzy and couldn't stand up for a long time.

"Igna, I'm going to die, save me!" A fat woman rushed to the counter in panic, "I thought the milk was fine, but it's a pity that it was poured. I didn't expect to vomit and diarrhea after drinking it. Am I going to die!"

Igna stood up from the chair, brushed the long gray hair under the hat a few times, walked to the shelves lined up, and threw her a bottle of potion.

"You can get out, don't disturb my sleep."

The fat woman opened the stopper excitedly, a foul smell spread in the store, she immediately put the bottle on the counter, three meters away from it.

"What the hell is this?"

"Swamp water, frog legs, take a sip and you won't lose weight."

The fat woman pinched her nose, unwilling to live or die, "Drinking this kind of thing, I would rather have diarrhea to death."

"It's up to you." Igna put the bottle in place and tossed it lightly with his hand. The bottle drew a graceful arc in the air and hit the wooden partition of the shelf successfully.

Broken.

"Cough cough cough..."

The person who hadn't woken up for a long time woke up immediately, ran faster than anyone else, and was the first to rush out of the store. Richer crawled out, wanting to cry, but no matter where he was, he would suffer.

"Hey, my stomach hurts again, Igna, help me!" the fat woman wailed while clutching the wizard's black robe, insisting that he dispense a potion.

His thin body was dangling in the wide robe, looking extremely helpless. Igna broke his hand on the collar angrily, but he was not as strong as her, and said anxiously: "I fell, there is no medicine!"

"I don't care, I'm in so much pain."

"The re-prepared medicine also tastes that way."

The fat woman wailed and howled, obviously terrified.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Richel managed to expel the stench from his lungs and nasal cavity, and it felt so good to be able to breathe again the stench of dried salted fish from the shop next door, "Well, ma'am, I can help you out this problem."

The fat woman looked at him with eyes squeezed into slits, and asked, "Where is the beggar?"

Richel silently put the broken bowl into his clothes, patted the dirty rags on his body, stood up and said, "I'm not a beggar, I'm a cook. From what you said just now, I should have drank spoiled milk, come on." Acute gastroenteritis can be cured without taking medicine, and can be cured by diet.”

Igna and the fat woman had never heard of such a thing, and looked at him with doubtful eyes.

Richel smiled slightly, "Any apples?"

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Su Xici transmigrated into an ancient novel about a domineering president and became the housekeeper of the domineering hero Nan Gongran.

Nangong Ran is worth trillions, with a face like a sculpture, a stalwart figure, both parents died, childhood shadow, evil charm and arrogance, narcissism and passion, has a white moonlight who goes abroad and an uncle who covets property, and has all kinds of poisons.

Su Xici: Fortunately, there are few scenes.

As a semi-invisible tool man in the book, when the boss is around, he serves tea and water for the hero and heroine to clean up the room; 10 minutes.

But in real life, the tyrant's second-year middle school master is very good at things, constantly challenging his tolerance limit.

Nangong Ran took off his clothes from the door of the room to the bathroom, he couldn't see any mess, and picked them up one by one.

"You know, you like the smell of me."

Su Xici gave him the hard-earned schedule.

"It's all pushed, contact my private jet, book the presidential room at the Manliston Hotel, and you can accompany me to Europe to relax."

Su Xici has something to say.

"With my worth of 20 per second, I don't mind chatting with you for 1800 million."

Su Xi resigned.

Nangong Ran ridiculed three parts, three parts indifferent and four parts indifferent, raised his chin, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Susu, you are playing with fire."

Su Xici took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose: Can this neuropathy be given up on treatment?

"Don't make trouble, dear, wash up and wait for me on the bed before I go home."

Su Xici: ...

Wait, why is the script different?

Where is the hostess?

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Su Xici has deep-seated forbearance and elegance, and can always handle everything perfectly. He is restrained to the point of rigidity, always buttoning his clothes to the top, and always keeping an absolute safe distance from others.

The flamboyant chaebol wanted to use him to obtain information, belittled him, and fell in love with him.

The chalcedony-like Bingshan film king hates him for blocking his path of love, but eventually falls at his feet.

Su Xici was dismissive of this world, until one day, a guy who was arrogant and annoying declared to him: "All the good things in the world should belong to me, including you."

"Why?" He didn't belong to anyone.

"Just because you are the best existence in this world."

If you doubt this, I'd like to tell you ten thousand times.

For as long as you can remember, love the world once in a while.