The Witch of Comprehensive Network: From Azeroth to the Classic of Mountains and Seas

Chapter 145 Eat You A Pot Of Dumplings And Give You A Pot Of Soup (Two Updates!)

next day
Yi Xia suddenly opened his eyes, and the wide and endlessly elastic silk pants underneath were exuding some kind of magical aura.

The next moment:

"Squeak..."

Seeing that he was habitually held down by himself, but ended up pressing down on a wooden board with a groove, Yi Xia's mouth twitched slightly.

Fortunately, he can transform between human form and witch form.

Otherwise, I guess I can't go anywhere.

Concrete buildings that once seemed solid now look like crumbling houses of cards built by children.

Of course, this is an illusion.

In human form, Yi Xia is not enough to exert such power.

It's just that there is a certain understanding in the body that makes Yi Xia know clearly.

The "true" self at this moment is a giant like a hill.

This can't help but bring some distorted sense of confusion to Yi Xia.

But I have to say that Yi Xia still enjoys this "rather restrained" feeling to a certain extent.

He is probably not very keen on destruction.

But it's like no child can refuse the firecrackers that blow up cow dung all over the sky.

It is an instinctive desire silent in the depths of human blood.

However, this also brings some not-so-nice experiences:
"Gu..."

There was a thunderous sound from Yi Xia's stomach.

A strong body needs more abundant flesh and blood as a supplement.

"Ow!!"

A medium-sized leopard-like beast was swallowed by Yi Xia in one gulp.

According to the previous rhythm, this is enough to provide him with an interval of being active, fighting until the next use of Roe Owl Protoss.

But in the blur, Yi Xia has a strong sense of déjà vu:
This beast is not enough.

Yi Xia thought about it, and felt that it was quite normal.

With the size of his body, this extraordinary beast is really nothing.

It's a bit crazy to say that it's not enough to stuff the gap between the teeth, but it barely suppresses the restless stomach.

Yi Xia thought about it, and was in no hurry to prepare breakfast for herself.

He opened the comprehensive network panel and looked at the daily copy first.

Disappointed, another day without a flour fight...

Yi Xia licked it, and her teeth became somewhat sharp.

Although he is a little interested in the face.

But there is a lot of it!

What's more, with him here, other contestants have more time to try to complete a more perfect work.

What is a win-win situation.

Disappointed, Yi Xia summoned the spell book.

If there is no flour war, you can only do it yourself.

Roe Owl's protoss power has just been used.

Without feasting, Yi Xia couldn't accept the wildness of swallowing wild animals.

He needs to get some materials first, and then make them into magic cooking.

After the bloodline awakened, eating seemed to be a big problem...

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"Ah..."

Guan Duan couldn't help but sneezed.

He was carrying a big pot, and he didn't know what was in it.

I saw white gas coming from the wide spout.

The weather is changing too fast now.

The sun was still shining brightly yesterday, and it was so hot that people could not wait to soak in the ice water.

It was only a light rain today, and then a strong wind started to blow.

The temperature plummeted, and even Guan Duan, who had been training in martial arts, felt a little cold.

Guan Duan carried the big pot, passed through the breakfast stand that smelled of meat, turned a corner, and walked into the alley.

As soon as he walked into the alley, the hustle and bustle outside suddenly became much quieter.

Sometimes, Guan Duan wonders if living in such a place will make people feel lonely.

There is only one family here, surnamed Yi.

He is now very familiar with the surrounding streets.

Although there are quite a few residents who are not very social.

But through other neighbors, I probably know the situation.

Only this one household, the other households said they didn't know much about it.

It seems that they are not workers from a nearby factory, nor are they students.

Guan Duan is a little curious.

He always felt that there was something unspeakable about Yi Xia.

This is an intangible thing that is difficult to express in words, but exists objectively.

It doesn't necessarily have something mysterious or something that makes people feel different.

But some more specific details, but it is difficult to fully express them.

Similar to this, there are so-called "eye rims" by performers, which can also be expressed as the so-called "that person is full of stories at a glance" and so on.

Of course, Guan Duan didn't think too much about it.

He just habitually walked around the neighborhood and neighbors.

If the instructor approves it, is it considered a social practice research?
While thinking, Guan Duan walked through the quiet alley.

then:

"Ow!"

Vaguely, through the heavy iron gate, Guan Duan seemed to hear a mournful pig cry.

In a trance, he smelled a vague smell of blood and stench.

Ok?
Guan Duan stood still and sniffed carefully with his nose.

This time, he didn't smell anything.

He subconsciously looked at the crowded street not far outside, feeling a little more secure in his heart.

Living in this place, it's hard not to be crooked...

Guan Duan complained silently.

"Dong dong dong..."

He walked down the iron stairs and knocked hard on the iron door.

Before coming, he sent Yi Xia a message on his mobile phone to make sure that Yi Xia was at home.

"Squeak..."

Soon, the iron door slowly opened.

Some stuffy air inside, ran out.

But there is no smell.

Guan Duan looked at the smiling Yi Xia, and suddenly felt a little nervous.

If I were to study the influence of the environment on human psychology, it would be worth at least an 8000-word paper.

Guan Duan thought so.

Yi Xia led him into the basement.

Guan Duan looked at the living room.

Maybe it was a problem with the light, he felt that the ground seemed more uneven than before.

"Fresh cabbage dumplings, made by my mother!"

"Absolutely not bad!"

Guan Duan handed the big pot in his hand to Yi Xia.

"Just haven't eaten breakfast, together?"

Yi Xia smiled and took the big pot.

He is somewhat interested in this guy whose painting style is very different from contemporary young people.

That is, every time this guy mentions something, he always has a subtle sense of sight that the other party is condolences to the widowed old man...

Then subconsciously, Yi Xia waved to the air.

Then he seemed to think of something, and got up and ran to the bedroom to move a table.

"I don't have many bowls and chopsticks, but I can treat you to something else."

Yi Xia threw a spherical object towards Guan Duan, and Guan Duan caught it subconsciously.

Then, he looked at the strange looking thing in his hand and fell into deep thought...

"Are you a graduate student?"

While eating dumplings, Yi Xia asked.

Guan Duan nodded, and then habitually began to explain his views on the specific effectiveness of traditional martial arts in terms of body conditioning.

"Brother Yi, are you interested in practicing martial arts?"

After some introduction, Guan Duan asked casually.

Yi Xia shook his head, and took a closer look at Guan Duan:
"Have you got a girlfriend?"

Guan Duan was stunned for a moment, feeling that the topic span was a bit large.

"Yes, we've been talking for several years, and we plan to get married next year."

Guan Duan replied.

Then, he watched Yi Xia pour some unknown soup into the empty pot.

I just felt that the air was a little dry for a while:

"Eat you a pot of dumplings, give you a pot of soup..."

Then, Guan Duan walked out of the alley in a rather dazed manner carrying a big pot that was full.

Close to the door of the house, Guan Duan couldn't help but open the top of the pot and take a look inside.

I saw a faint inside, and I didn't know what it was.

Good guy, there's nothing wrong with that...

Guan Duan pinched the "cooked bun" that seemed to be a little hard in his hand, thinking quite subtly in his heart.

But what exactly is this?
(End of this chapter)