This Group of Players Are All Slimes

On the square, the weak chicken man in front of the signal source looked blank.

"No, Brother Stripper, you said you have an important task for me, is that?"

"Otherwise." Take off his clothes and check the time. "There is one minute left, and the live broadcast will begin immediately."

"Somehow you tell me what the script is! Give me nothing, you let me play it on the spot? You are not afraid that I will burst into a show accident and be harmonized with a click?"

"You can just say anything. By the way, don't you know how to cook, let's cook a few dishes. 3l, bring something back, whatever you want. Neil, please come out with a little stomach and make something later. It cannot be wasted."

Neil nodded excitedly.

The weak chicken man wanted to say something, and a hill-like monster fell above his head.

This monster is completely a collection of sans, purple eyeballs crawling all over its body, and even the four pairs of wings are covered with tiny eyeballs.

"Are you sure this thing can be eaten!" The Weak Chicken Man shouted looking at the 3l who jumped from the monster.

"It tastes good, a bit like cheese." Neil on the side swallowed his mouth.

"You have eaten!"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, the show begins. The seeds sent by the farmer players have the characteristics of self-reproduction and exclusivity, so it shouldn’t be long before you can see your show on the ninth **** and start gathering here. After the population has accumulated to a certain level, we have to go to the sea of ​​fire to check the restoration of the flame god’s body, and pass the restoration technology back to seventy-five years ago. So, the weak chicken man, your mission is very important. And you will soon become the biggest idol in the ninth hell."

The word idol gave the weak chicken man infinite motivation, making him instantly excited.

After he took off his clothes and announced the start, the weak chicken man said to the signal source: "Hello everyone, I am everyone's idol, the weak chicken man. Today, let's make a new dish, that is eyeball bread."

Three days later.

On the snowy field shrouded in the wind and snow, a group of fallen men were returning to their stronghold before the wind and snow grew further.

They are ragged and shake every step of the way.

The food they brought back with the sleigh was also pitiful. Most of them were grassroots and weak monsters, but it was already rich for them.

They walked into their simple gathering spot at almost crawling speed, and immediately a group of women and children surrounded them, looking at the captain of the hunting squad expectantly.

Their captain is a middle-aged man with a beard. Although he is only thirty years old, his hair is half-white, and only a small part of his body shows the characteristics of a devil. This makes their strength in **** not very good. Big.

Facing the expectations of everyone, the captain shook his head, then took out two dark gray signs and said to an elderly woman in the crowd: "Li Ang fell into the glacier... We tried our best to get him out, but he still Frozen to death, sorry."

The other party listened numbly.

She didn't have any expressions, it seemed that it was not her own son who died, but another person.

After a simple apology to the woman, the captain gave a portion of the food to the woman, and all the rest was poured into a huge cauldron and prepared to make dinner.

This method saves time and effort, but the things made are not very good-looking, and most of the time, you don't know what is inside, so it is also called Chaos Soup.

When the member in charge of cooking threw the food into the cauldron, the captain swept one of the things inside, and then immediately stopped drinking.

"Everything else is fine, but not mushrooms! Most mushrooms are poisonous and must be handed over to me to identify them, do you understand?"

"Hug, sorry, I don't know."

"Then you know now. Give me the mushrooms."

Holding the mushroom handed over by the opponent, the captain felt a little strange.

This mushroom is not any variety he has seen, there are several button patterns on it, and it doesn't look like a natural evolution.

Moreover, this mushroom is not the size of a palm, but the weight is a bit heavy. The azure appearance and the umbrella-like shape make this mushroom look a little cute.

"Who found this mushroom somewhere!" The captain shouted when he raised the mushroom.

"In Li Ang's hands, he had been holding on to something before he died. By the way, he also said his last words at the time."

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" the captain roared sharply.

"Because we thought he had hallucinations. He seemed to keep saying that we are saved."

The captain looked at the opponent in confusion, and began to think about whether the opponent also had any hallucinations.

Observing the mushroom curiously, the captain looked at the mushroom repeatedly for a while.

Inadvertently, he accidentally touched a button, and a cloud of mist quickly appeared and surrounded him.

Seeing this weird scene, the team leader immediately shouted: "Leave all, keep a distance of 100 meters, this may be an evil thing!"

Several nearby team members immediately retreated. One of them was reluctant to bear the food that was just cooked, but was kicked out by his companion and dragged to a place a hundred meters away.

The captain held the mushroom nervously and watched the mist quickly form around him, finally becoming a very clear three-dimensional image.

That is a slime.

And he is cooking!

In the spacious kitchen, all kinds of kitchenware are available.

The chubby slime expertly disintegrated a monster and chopped the monster into two-finger-wide meat strips.

"Today, the dish we are going to cook is braised pork. Don't ask what kind of meat this meat is, you will be done."

"This live video is still the same. The game and reality are broadcast live simultaneously. In other words, how can I increase my popularity so quickly when I cook, are you all full of food attributes!"

"I made the brine three days ago. The recipe is very simple. It is basically no worse than the outside stewed meat shop, and a fool can handle it. Wait a minute, here is a comment from a sand sculpture netizen: Weak chicken man, thanks Sharing your food, I recently improved my formula according to your formula, but unfortunately I am still not good enough, and only sold more than 10,000 a day. Nima, did you come to Versailles? Don’t you give me a reward if you make money?"

"Forget it, ignore these sand sculpture players. Because there is not much time today, I made a pot of meat last night, and you can see the effect of the finished product directly. Now, we have our tester, Nepal Er, Emma and the Chipmunk."

"Don't call me a chipmunk, call me the devil!" the eight-year-old boy roared.

"Okay, chipmunk."

Delivering plates of stewed meat like a hill that had been boiled for a day, Neil directly rolled the plate, and a catty of meat instantly fell into her stomach.

Sticking out her tiny lilac-like tongue, she licked the juice on the plate carefully, and then gave her own evaluation: "It's delicious."

"You can say everything is delicious for you, what about Emma?"

"Just another one."

"It turns out you can ask for it again, I want it too!" Neil yelled immediately.

"You two are enough, can I give some foodie comments? How about the chipmunks?"

"The configuration of the brine is appropriate, and the processing of the meat is also touching. The long time cooking not only did not loosen the meat, but allowed the deliciousness to fully penetrate. Moreover, the addition of tangerine peel, star anise, pepper, bay leaf, etc. also made the meat more flavorful. Outstanding, it would be even better if you have another glass of wine."

"Although you have said a lot, but nothing is right, but thank you for your comment."

"Do you want to die?"

"Okay, today's program ends here, and the rest of the time, please quietly appreciate this pot of braised pork. Next time I will teach you how to make the starry sky pie. If you want to come personally Taste this pot of meat, please come to this coordinate, I am here waiting for you. If you can't read the coordinate, just look at the stars, the stars will show you the way, goodbye."

After the weak chicken quit the live broadcast, there was only a pot of braised pork left on the screen.

The captain watched this scene quietly, his Adam's apple squirming up and down involuntarily.

Hastily wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth, he suddenly heard the sound of swallowing one after another.

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