
••• 2. The Cold Palace •••
After repeated inducements from Perilla, Feng Qian still ate the noodles. Without it, he was really hungry!
"Perilla, go! Find a place to bury the bowl!"
“Yes, Niang Niang.”
With a crying face, Zi Su took the empty bowl.
You know now, is it too late?
Feng Qian was not really afraid of Xuanyuan Che, but it was a difficult moment.
Perilla left after, Feng Qian lay on her back and fell on the sofa, ready to take a nap, replenishing her energy, suddenly, a cold electronic sound suddenly rang out in her mind ...
[Ding ding, the system has detected that the host is mentally stable and suitable for contracting. Start to contract ... time is over! ]
There was no expression on Feng Qian's face, but his eyes were full of shock, he suddenly sat down and swept around, trying to find the source of the sound.
[Master, there's no need to look for it, I'm on your mind. ]
Feng Qian was a little confused: "Who are you?"
[I am the Lingchu system, my name is Fan Fan, which can help the owner become the top Lingchu in the world! ]
"Spirit chef?" Feng Qiang's eyes twinkled: "Is there a difference between the spirit chef you are talking about and the spirit chef in this world?"
[In general, it's the same, but there are some differences. The owner will learn about it in the future. ]
"That's all I want!", Feng Qian suddenly felt a little entangled:
"But I'm a foodie, I can only eat and can't cook."
[No problem, there is a system, and an idiot can become a Cooking God! ]
"..." - ".Three vertical lines fell on his forehead. Is the idiot talking about it?
[Master is still at the beginner level, and can only learn the most basic dish for now - Egg Fried Rice! ]
When the sound fell, only an explosion was heard. On the side of the bed, a purple iron pot suddenly appeared. The iron pot was carved with a dragon pattern. This dragon pattern resembled some sort of hieroglyph. These hieroglyphs are combined. Together, they formed an article, or formation, that made the aura around this iron pot float, filled with mysterious power!
"Good stuff!"
[Master, this is a dragon-patterned Hope Pot made from pure iron ice crystals, and a bit of high-grade purple spirit stone was added to it. The pot was also sealed with an ancient grand formation, which could destroy the world and was extremely powerful! ]
“Very amazing?” Feng Qian's eyes were beaming.
[However, with the strength of the current master, it is still unable to mobilize it! ]
Feng Qian was immediately desperate, but she also understood that divine tools were always matched with strength. If you want to hold a divine tool, you must have a powerful power.
"What else is this?"
[This is a variation of the Qianjin spoon that matches the Ruyi pot of dragon patterns! ]
"A thousand catties?"
Feng Qian held onto the handle of the spoon and looked at it carefully. Spoons and pans are made of the same material. As a hint of high-grade purple spirit stone was added, the entire spoon was purple in color, and the hilt was also carved with a dense dragon pattern, just like In another formation, when he held the handle of a spoon in his hand, the handle of the hilt was also engraved, he clearly sensed the aura fluctuation. What makes it even more remarkable is that he feels that the spoon is like an old friend he has not seen for years, something that cannot be explained.
"The tip of this spoon's handle is very strange, there are many vertical lines drawn, it looks like a check mark."
[Master, try turning the handle of the spoon to look at it. ]
Feng Qian tried to twist it a little, and suddenly, violently, the spoon turned into a shovel!
He's dumbfounded. It turns out this iron spoon is very diverse tricks. In this way, it can be used as a spoon and shovel. There are many things in one move!
He tried to keep spinning again, trying to see how it could change, but the iron spoon was silent.
[Master, the Qianjin Spoon is the same shape as the Dragon Carved Hope Pot. It also requires a sustained increase in strength to trigger more functions. With your current strength, you can only initiate change at the first level. ]
Feng Qian sighed slightly, turned the handle of the spoon, and turned into the shape of a spoon again.
(Ding-Name: Dragon Pattern Wishful Pot: Physical: 1000, Defense: 1000 (Smartial Skill: Covering the sky with one hand)
Qianjin Spoon Ding Variations: Physical 1000, combat strength 1000 (Defense Skills: Sweep a thousand troops)
Two lines of blue text caught his eye!
"It's……"
[As the owner understood, the Dragon Mark Hope Pot and the Qianjin Variety Spoon could not only be used for cooking, but could also be used as additional weapons to attack and defend. ]
A picture immediately appeared in Feng Qian's mind. A beautiful girl surrounded by a gangster. In a critical moment, he took the pot in his left hand and the spoon in his right hand. ——
Shaking his entire body, Feng Qian shook his head vigorously, This image is really too low! Too much damage to his image as the killer of the Silver Fox!
[Master, are you now going to learn the new skills of egg fried rice? ]
"Egg fried rice still needs to learn?"
In Feng Qian's disdainful expression, his eyes suddenly lit up, a golden light burst forth, and a booklet with "Egg Fried Rice Skill Books" spun towards his face.
It's locked! The book quietly flowed into his forehead and disappeared without a trace.
Feng Qian shook her head with a strange feeling, as if the practice of egg fried rice had been deeply embedded in her mind and became a part of her body.
"It turns out that egg fried rice still has incredible knowledge. The material used must be food with aura, called Lingcai ... It's not easy to handle!"
Sighing, a murderous aura suddenly approached. This was the intuition he developed after experiencing many lives and deaths. His intuition was never missed!
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