Tomorrow's Ark, please don't die

Fia Tina's small face was slightly pale, and she subconsciously grasped the knife that York had just handed her.

Damn, there is a pervert!

"Ah, don't get me wrong."

Seemingly seeing what Fiatina was thinking, the white-haired Gorefiend felt that he should salvage his image: "I like to taste different types of blood from different races, and I am happy to analyze the differences in their taste."

Wow, isn't this even worse.

Fiatina quickly enchanted the knife. Judging from the opponent's ability to easily knock down York, ten of herself might not be enough for him to fight.

"Miss Fei Ya, you run first, I'll watch her."

Conor's eyes were fixed on the blood demon. Even in Sarkaz, the blood demon had the worst reputation, and he had a special preference and impulse for blood.

"Are you going to do it? Here?"

The Gorefiend smiled, and she stood up from York, her eyes still on Fiatina.

"Okay, alright, although your blood is quite... peculiar? But it's not worth my risk. I have a hunch that we will meet again, little guy."

"Goodbye, little one."

Blinking charmingly, the blood fiend slowly backed away and finally disappeared into the crowd.

"Just... leave?"

Fiatina was slightly taken aback.

"Well, I can't feel the breath of the other party anymore, and the feeling of being watched just now has disappeared."

Conor nodded slightly, and then set his eyes on York who was still lying on the ground: "Don't be ashamed, get up quickly, she didn't hit hard."

"..."

"York?"

Conor frowned, but Fiatina seemed to realize something, she hurried to York's side, and opened York's eyelids with her hands.

York's pupils floated up, a sign of sleep.

Fiatina raised York's arm and searched quickly with her eyes, and she found a tiny pinhole on York's arm.

"It's an anesthetic."

Fiatina frowned slightly.

Chapter 3 Miss Fia, you are so kind!

[-]:[-] p.m. Kazdale, home of Mudstone.

Fiatina walked into the house and put the bag of ingredients on the table.

Behind her, Conor stood at the door with two people on his shoulders.

"Ah——Fia, you're back."

Sier Teer sat on the sofa, looked back at the door, and said lazily, "Who are those three at the door?"

"...It's from Team Mudrock."

Fiatina explained a little speechlessly, then turned around and waved her hand to ask Conor to move the two of them in.

Of the two being carried, one was York who was anesthetized and fell down, and the other was Passerby A who was punched inexplicably.

She didn't want to expose her ability to heal spells for the time being, but in desperation, Fiatina had no choice but to ask Conor to fight back both of them for treatment.

Fiatina first looked at the innocent passerby who had been punched.

Wow, the bridge of the nose was broken, York was so ruthless.

Sighing in her heart, Fiatina stretched out her hand, and white light floated out of her hand, blending into the faces of passers-by.

"Okay, let's find a place to put him."

Fiatina waved her hand. This passer-by was miserable. He was punched inexplicably and had to be moved around in a coma.

"Yes."

Conor nodded, hesitated a little: "Then York..."

"York was just anesthetized. Simply put, he fell asleep and woke up after the anesthesia effect passed."

Fiatina explained, patting her head.

This blood demon inspired her, the way of fighting does not have to rely on powerful spells or physical fitness, rational use of medicine can also increase her combat effectiveness to a certain extent.

However, the medicine was very expensive, and she didn't know how to make it.

While thinking about it, Fiatina took out the ingredients on the table from the bag.

Mudstone's house is not big, the kitchen and the living room are in the same place, and Fiatina skillfully chops the vegetables.

Thinking for a while couldn't solve the problem, so Fiatina decided to finish the task before her. Since Fiatina didn't come back at noon, Shirtel was hungry for lunch.

Neither Mudstone nor Shirtle has a clear preferred taste, so Fia Tina has always cooked meals according to her favorite taste, although the meals she cooked at the beginning were difficult to swallow...

Fia Tina became angry when she thought of this. The "Terra Cuisine Encyclopedia" bought in Usas basically only described the production process, such as the proportion of ingredients, which basically used words such as a little and proper amount Instead, there are still a small number who simply don't even bother to write these words.

This led to Fiatina's cooking at the beginning, which was based on feeling and talent, but the result?Mudrock and Shirtel ate strange-flavored bentos for five days.

It's either too light or too heavy. Fiatina really has no talent in this regard. It took five whole days to find a taste that is almost suitable for normal people.

"Fiya~I want to eat ice cream~"

Shirter's lazy voice came from behind. Obviously, Conor had already left with two sleeping "corpses", and Shirter would not show this appearance in front of outsiders.

"Didn't you just buy a box of ice cream and put it in the refrigerator the day before yesterday?"

Fia Tina was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously opened the refrigerator where the ingredients and ice cream were stored.

The place where ice cream should have been stored was empty.

stare--

Fia Tina looked at Shirtel with unfriendly eyes, and Shirter turned his face slightly.

"Didn't it be good to eat only ten sticks a day!"

"Isn't it... I couldn't hold back for a while..."

Shirtel scratched his face in embarrassment, "It's really boring when Fiya is not at home. I wanted to find something to do when I was bored. When I was looking for something to do, I 'accidentally' opened the refrigerator, and then 'uncontrollable' At once......"

"..."

Well, I'm the one who thinks that Sturtle is obedient and obedient.

Fia Tina covered her face and sighed helplessly.

"Okay, I'll ask Mudrock to bring another box of ice cream when he comes back, and I'll fine you not to eat ice cream this afternoon."

"it is good--"

After dealing with Shirtel, Fiatina took a deep breath and refocused on the ingredients for dinner.

Because Shirter likes to eat ice cream, eating too much ice cream can easily lead to a cold physique. Most of the ingredients that Fiatina chooses are mutton, Chinese cabbage, and carrots.

Fiatina has carefully studied "Terra Cuisine Encyclopedia". Carrot and mutton have the effect of warming the middle and dispelling cold, and warming the blood. It is uncertain whether there will be side effects, so proper conditioning is still necessary.

"I am back!"

The familiar synthesized voice came from the door, and Fiatina paused slightly. The carrot and mutton were almost done. She turned off the fire, untied her off-white apron, and trotted to the door.

"Welcome back! Did you come back so early today?"

"I heard from Conor that you were attacked, so come back and have a look."

Muyan closed the door and said while taking off the thick armor on his body.

He was steaming all over his body, and the sweat made the inner layer of clothes close to his skin, revealing a slim figure. The thick armor was thrown aside. The mudstone took a long breath, and the spectacular scenery floated slightly.

She stretched her waist, only wearing a bra and shorts to reveal her snow-white belly to the fullest.

Fiatina blinked, even though she was also a girl, she couldn't help admiring Miss Niyan's beauty, she reached out her hand maliciously, and gently rubbed Niyan's belly.

"Well......"

The strange feeling made Niyan's pretty face blush, she blinked Sarkaz's big eyes in doubt,

"What's the matter, Miss Fia?"

"it's okay no problem."

Fiatina quickly hid her hands behind her back and turned her face slightly.Just at this moment, Shirtel's call came from the room:

"Fia—hasn't the mudstone come back—"

"Ah, here we come."

Although she didn't understand what happened, Mu Yan still responded, she was understanding and didn't ask further.

'Miss Feiya must have been hurt to make such a strange move. In order not to worry us, Miss Feiya, you are too kind! '

Muyan thought to himself.

Early risers have books to read.

Chapter 4 sweet daily life

The faint white smoke, wrapped in warmth, slowly drifted towards the ceiling.

The aroma fluttered with the flipping of the food in the pot. Fiatina carefully scooped up a little soup with a spatula, and blew it twice with her mouth before putting it into her mouth.

"Well~ perfect, as expected of me."

The girl nodded, feeling more and more satisfied with her cooking skills.

Maybe I actually have the talent to be a chef?

Fiatina scratched her chin lightly and thought.

While thinking about it, the girl poured the dishes in the pot into the plate that had been prepared a long time ago, humming a cheerful little song and walked towards the dining table.

"Here comes the chicken soup!" Four dishes and one soup, standard configuration.

When the last dish was served, Fiatina untied her apron and sat down at the table.

Shirtel couldn't wait a long time ago. Although she clamored that she could live by eating ice cream, she couldn't ignore her protest to herself with an empty stomach. Fiatina's cooking skills were getting better and better, so she naturally enjoyed tasting it. .

Of course, not as good as ice cream.

Muyan seems to have just taken a shower, her long white hair is wet on her shoulders, and she doesn't seem to be in the habit of blowing her hair.

"Mudrock, don't you blow your hair?"

Fiatina tilted her head slightly.

"Ah, hair, sorry, I don't have this habit."

Subconsciously touching his hair, Mu Yan apologized.

Thinking about it, Muyan has lived as a mercenary for a long time, and rarely has the opportunity to take care of her hair. Her home doesn't even have many living utensils, and some of them are bought after Fiatina's arrival.

"That won't work."

Fia Tina frowned slightly, she moved to the side of the mud rock, pushed the mud rock and walked to the bathroom,

"I didn't have time to take care of me before, but now you must take care of yourself, elbow, come into the house with me."

"Oh......"

Muyan nodded weakly. She looked at the extremely powerful Fiatina, then at herself, and finally lowered her head slightly.

Fiatina moved a chair and let Muyan sit on it, and then picked up the hair dryer herself.

"Okay, don't move around."

"Ok."

Sitting obediently on the chair, Niyan's pretty face was slightly flushed, and her heart was warm.