Son of the Tower

Chapter 183 Asking About Suicide Again
As the busy sounds from the kitchen reached his ear sockets, Mars opened his eyes.

Meng Zou was already sitting in front of the table waiting eagerly. When he saw Mars sitting up, he immediately patted the table: "Hurry up, Sister An is going to cook something delicious for us soon."

The silly leopard glanced at Meng Zou, and the refrigerator spirit looking at him through the huge viewfinder on the ceiling: "Why does she have the key to the second floor?"

"I opened the door, you slept like a pig."

Would I have slept like that if I hadn't dived deeply?

Sitting up, Mars quickly put on his pajama pants, then his pajamas, and reached out to catch the refrigerator spirit who jumped down.

·You guys are really popular with women. How long have you been in the workshop? Four girls came to cook for you.

·Didn’t it be agreed that she would teach me to draw in Elvish and make breakfast to deduct the rent?

At this point in the conversation between the master and the omnic, he heard a call from the kitchen: "You guys are up, so hurry up and bring your breakfast."

So Mars and Meng Zou entered the kitchen.

Today's breakfast is tofu in soy sauce, stewed tofu in cabbage broth, fried shredded pork with cabbage and thinly sliced ​​fried dough sticks.

It's really completely different from Tsubaki and Nirvana, but although it's a bit plain, the food made by An Mimi is still very delicious.

After eating and drinking enough, Mars and Meng Zou went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and when they returned to the small room, Miss Anmimi had already taken out her spell book, and the rabbit girl smiled and motioned Mars to sit down: "Come on ,I teach you."

Ah, she is so nice.

Mars asked himself, such a cute and understanding bunny girl is really a good girl who fell from the sky.

· You laugh so disgustingly, Myers.

The whispers from Meng Zou echoed in Mars' ear sockets.

Mars snorted, you omnic must be envious of me, I forgive you.

Sitting next to the rabbit girl, Mars began to learn the elf language, and soon, Mars began to despair.

First of all, there are many words in Elvish that require tongue rolling.

Second, Elvish speech is usually fast, sometimes skipping scales or even notes.

Third, the retroflex does not jump.

As a silly leopard, Mars is worst at retroflex.

Meng Zou's eyes turned red soon, and it seemed that he started Yuyin's containment work, but was finally thrown out of the window by Mars—the little bastard has the time to watch his master make a fool of himself, why didn't he find out where Claude is hiding in the building? .

After distributing the Refrigerator Essence to Meng Zou and letting them go, Mars continued to learn from the rabbit girl. Soon, she also felt that Mars's retroflex was a problem, so she first let Mars learn how to pronounce regular Retroflex, and then began to teach Mars how to copy scrolls.

In this world, members of the mage system usually have two choices when copying scrolls, one is to write directly, and to write and draw.

There is another way to draw a scoop according to the gourd. In the era of great destruction, many mage apprentices came here when they first copied the scrolls. Of course, the probability of failure is also very high. Until the AI ​​​​assistant appeared, the already weak Apprentice mages have room to breathe—as long as they copy well, scrolls and spell books are all available.

But Mars is sure he can't get started, so he copied it directly. An Mimi said that a car will pick her up in a while, and she will go to the tower to get her education.

So her painting assignment for Mars was to go upstairs and paint the eighth district in the distance.

You can draw whatever you want, as long as An Mimi can understand that the painting is the eighth district when she comes back.

So Mars went up to the roof, set up the easel and began to paint in the way of oil painting with thin brushes—the reason for using fine brushes is that Mars’s grasp of lines is not good enough, and she wants to make Mars’s hands soften so that he can copy well , instead of drawing a square shape by hand.

………………

Of course, before Miss Anmimi left, she was still on the rooftop teaching Mars how to relax his hands to draw lines and how to deal with the curvature of the lines.

Until the car that An Mimi said crossed the bridge.

Wow.

Mars sighed -- what is a luxury car? It's an extended Tainan Chang'an with a convertible.

"It's my uncle, Mamaer." Miss An happily waved to the house elf in the car on the edge of the roof.

Mars took a look at the girl——Mamaer Revo Gayat is your uncle?
Dude, I'm the fake Gayatt, you're the real House.

I'm so envious.

Mars sent the rabbit girl downstairs, and looked at the ivory Changan in front of him, its side was outlined with golden lines, and the car logo in the shape of a figurine. Mars earned more than 30 yesterday, which can almost buy this thing for two rubber wheels.

The basic type of this car is a full bulletproof body, and only the truly strong will use this convertible car without fear of bullets.

Mars is really envious, but it's a pity that this car is really unaffordable, so it's better to have a look.

"You are my brother Xiaomi, right? You came here in a hurry this time, and you didn't bring any special products. Come, try this, be careful." He had his driver pull a whole ham out of the trunk of his car.

Wow, this thing is better than a car!

Mars accepted the gift with a smile, watched the pair of uncles and nephews leave, and then came to the freezer with the leg he got from someone who didn't know who was unlucky.

I found that this thing is too big to fit in—it really can’t fit in, this thing is taller than Mars, whose freezer can have such a length and width.

And even if the length is right, there are so many things in the freezer that it can't be stuffed in at all.

So Mars thought about it and decided to order a new freezer from an online shopping site. At the same time, he put his legs on the workshop platform and ran up to the second floor to get two kitchen knives.

Cut this ham, otherwise it still won't fit in.

Mars raised the knife and chopped it off. The knife shredded the meat, leaving Mars holding the handle of the knife staring at the white marks on his legs in a daze for a while.

He took out the instruction manual from the box beside him.

"This leg is made from the hind leg of the local giant beef in Middle-earth, with various spices added, after salting, smoking, fermenting and drying procedures, the taste is excellent...a great presentation from Ruiwo Food Chain Factory...good Guy, when cutting meat, you need to use spiritual energy to bring a knife, so that you can cut off the bone and flesh?"

In order to be able to eat delicious meat at noon, Mars fought hard - using the workshop's mechanical arm to stand up the ham, Mars picked up another kitchen knife, penetrated the kitchen knife with spiritual energy, and watched the ham in front of him forcefully cut.

it is good!The knife is in the flesh!
To the bone!
...he meowed stuck.

Mars exhausted his strength and was unable to drag the kitchen knife any more.

With a little more force, the handle of the knife remained in his hand.

Looking at the handle of the knife in front of him, Mars looked haggard. He threw away the handle and picked up the manual to take another look.

With the knife that came in the box?
Mars glanced at the bottom of the box to see a short alloy knife lying in the box with its sheath.

Taking a deep breath, the silly leopard picked up the phone.

"Hey, Meng Zou, when you come back, go to the supermarket and bring two kitchen knives. Don't ask, if you ask, you will commit suicide."

　Before I knew it, it was a hundred chapters...

　　
　
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