Pushing the Three Thousand Worlds

Chapter 9 Conjectures and the Unexpected

After taking a sip of tiger meat soup, the panel appeared, as if activated by something.

In other words, this panel has been silent in his body for 19 years.

If it weren't for today's mouthful of tiger meat soup, it might not appear when it will appear, or the panel will not appear until he dies.

Li Qiu was a little annoyed that he hadn't tasted this mouthful of tiger meat soup long ago.

It wasn't until today that he realized that God let him travel, and his compensation was not only the excellent talent of archery.

Before Zhao Quan left, Li Qiu was just like usual.

After Zhao Quan left, Li Qiu began to devour tiger meat soup.

Just like before, the number behind the word Yuanli on the panel kept trembling.

It seemed like something was about to change, but nothing changed.

There must be not enough tiger meat soup.

Li Qiu kept talking, staring at the panel and thinking in his heart.

He didn't believe that if he ate all the pot of tiger meat soup, there would be no change!

While eating, Li Qiu felt something was wrong.

He didn't feel full yet, as if the tiger meat soup he had swallowed had disappeared.

There was some doubt in my heart, and I only wondered for a while.

He now cares more about when the numbers on the panel change.

After discovering that he couldn't eat enough, Li Qiu's eating speed became faster.

After a while, all the remaining tiger meat soup was wiped out by him.

The panel has finally changed, too.

Source Power: 0.1
Getting Started with Grand Opening
After eating a casserole full of tiger meat soup, Li Qiu was still in that weird state of neither being hungry nor full.

He frowned, looking at the panel in front of him.

Now the panel has changed, source force changed from 0.0 to 0.1.

From nothing to something, it seems like a good thing.

But what is the use of this source power?
Li Qiu guessed that Yuanli corresponds to the martial art of Dakaibeishou, so it should have some effect on it.

Because there are only these two lines on the panel in front of him, he didn't feel any change when the source force increased.

As for what exactly it will do, I don't know yet.

The source power is not enough, not to the point where quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.

0.1 is too small a number to do anything.

So how to make this number bigger and make the source power more?

Li Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly, a flash of greed flashed, and then a thought appeared in his heart.

Tiger meat soup!
More is better!

The underlying reason is still unclear.

But the more tiger meat soup you eat, the more source power you will get, which is obvious on the surface!

Suddenly, Li Qiu's face froze, and his expression became bewildered.

You can eat tiger meat soup, but you can't eat it today!

In the middle of the night, I asked the kitchen to cook another pot of tiger meat soup for him.

This is neither in line with his usual personality, nor in line with common sense.

A whole pot of tiger meat soup is not enough for one person?
When things go wrong, it's easy to arouse suspicion.

Maybe others can't guess the panel and source power, but he doesn't want anyone to find out that he has abnormalities.

Now he seems to be walking in the downtown area with a treasure in his arms, he looks suspicious to everyone and looks like a thief.

Of course, it is also possible that he is suspicious.
Maybe no one will care about it at all, and no one will find it strange.

I feel strange, and I won't keep it in my heart for a long time, and forget it when I turn around.

There is a [-]% chance that he is fighting the air.

But at times like this, you can't be too cautious!

He can't take even the slightest risk!
Li Qiu forced himself to calm down and calm down the surging emotions in his heart.

He has asked Zhao Quan to tell the cook to keep as much tiger meat as possible for him.

If you can't eat today, there will be tomorrow.

It's just one night, he can afford to wait.

The panel is activated, because the tiger meat soup contains source power.

So, why does Tiger Head Soup contain Yuanli?
Seasoning or meat?

Li Qiu is more inclined to the reason of meat.

He has eaten food in the barracks for more than a day or two.

Meat, tiger meat?

He has eaten tiger meat, and more than one tiger has died under his arrows these years.

At a distance, tigers are even easier to shoot than deer and roe deer.

The only thing special was that the tiger that provided this meat was a strange beast.

The meat of the alien beast contains origin power!
Li Qiu deduced and came to a conclusion.

But to be verified.

One night is really not long.

The next morning.

Li Qiu got up early, practiced the opening of the tablet for half an hour in the tent, and then went to the barracks kitchen.

There is no need to rush this matter, and it is useless to rush.

The kitchen of the barracks, in case of fire and damage to the barracks, is located in the corner.

It is far away from the rows of tents used to live in people or store things.

As soon as Li Qiu entered the kitchen, someone recognized him.

"You are Li...Master Li, right?"

An old fireman with a stooped figure and aging appearance recognized Li Xiu, stuttered, and didn't know how to address him for a while.

Li Qiu has a special status in the military camp.

Wang Bei, the school lieutenant who commanded a thousand squares of Guangwei, had to be polite and respectful when he saw him.

But he has no official job.

It's really hard to name.

Finally, the old fireman rolled his eyes and called Li Qiu after his surname.

In the kitchen of the military camp, no matter who cooks and carries water, they are all called firemen.

The old stoker seemed to be of a higher status in the kitchen.

"My name is Li Qiu." Li Qiu didn't answer.

Hearing this, the old fireman smiled flatteringly with a wrinkled smile on his face.

"That's right, there is no second Lord Li in the barracks."

"you are?"

"The villain is in charge of the kitchen in the barracks, so you can call me Lao Hu."

"How did you recognize me?" Li Qiu asked.

"The villain saw you from a distance in the barracks yesterday.

At that time, you were riding out to camp with Mr. Zhao and your son. "

"I wonder if you came to the kitchen today for tiger meat?" Lao Hu asked cautiously.

Li Qiu smiled: "You know everything."

Lao Hu quickly waved his hands: "Don't dare, dare not."

"Yesterday, Mr. Zhao came over to explain in person, and the young man was very impressed."

"How much tiger meat is left?" Li Qiu looked at him and asked.

"Returning to my lord, there is still a lot of tiger meat left, and it basically hasn't moved."

Li Qiu frowned, somewhat unexpectedly.

"Didn't the soldiers be rewarded in the barracks yesterday?"

Old Hu smiled: "My lord, you must have eaten that tiger meat yesterday.

The tiger meat is extremely delicious, it is really a delicacy, rare in the world, how could it be used to reward soldiers. "

"Yesterday we went to the market to buy pigs and sheep to reward the soldiers."

"As for the tiger meat... the prince originally planned to give some of it to the officials of Linyang County, and bring all the salted meat back to the palace."

"But Mr. Zhao came yesterday and said that Mr. Li wants it too."

"The villain was in a dilemma, so he told Mr. Zhao about it."

"Mr. Zhao turned his head and went to look for the prince."

"After a while, the prince sent someone to tell him to salt all the tiger meat. He will take some of the tiger meat back to the palace for the old prince to taste, and keep the rest for Mr. Li."

Li Qiu was taken aback for a moment, this really caught him by surprise.

He told the old fireman to make a casserole of tiger meat soup and send it to his tent, and then he left the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)