Zongman: Traveling through countless worlds at the same time

However, since ancient times, the Shura gods and Buddhas have needed the foil of human beings in order to show their power and weirdness.

Gensokyo is no exception.

In order to ensure their faith, there are also many humans living in Gensokyo.

The gathering place of human beings - in the world.

The traveler, Su Mo, is now outside a room in the world, doing his old job.

In this world where technological civilization is only at the level of the feudal period.

Most of the knowledge in Su Mo's mind was useless.

But fortunately, he has also mastered a little bit of making a living.

Plus, it's been more than half a year since I came to Gensokyo.

He has already solved his own survival problems.

The solution is naturally-

"Sister Hong, add some fire!"

Su Mo, dressed as a chef, told the girl beside her with long white hair and her head tied with a red bow on a white background.

You can tell by the color of her hair that she is definitely a very cute girl.

White hair and red pupils, a very pretty face without decoration - completely stuck on Su Mo's XP.

Such a cute girl, if it is an ordinary situation, Su Mo will definitely launch an offensive.

Run, you can run!

However, they have known each other for more than half a year.

The relationship between the two has been stuck to a certain extent, and has basically not improved.

To ask why.

There is only one reason.

That is, the character of this girl.

Slightly strange.

"Don't rush, I know!"

A little impatiently, he responded to Su Mo.

Fujiwara Meihong listened to Su Mo's words very obediently, and her fingertips ignited, expanding the heat on the stove.

On the other side, there was a very awkward whisper.

"Really, Su Mo, what do you think of Lao Tzu's fire?"

"Is the flame of the phoenix used to fry you?!"

Yes.

This imperial envoy is a phoenix flame, a very obedient and obedient girl, and her appearance is also very pretty.

He is using the rude self-proclaimed "Lao Tzu", and then speaking in the tone of a punk who doesn't know where he came from.

If it's really a punk here.

It is bound to be swept out by Su Mo directly.

However, it is a pity that there are girls beside him, and they are quite beautiful girls.

What's even more unfortunate is that this bad girl is still his friend.

Can't drive her away.

and so--

"Just say one more word, this fried rice won't be yours!"

Su Mo is very skilled, using food to threaten.

"Woo"~"

The girl who commanded the flame of the phoenix swallowed her saliva after smelling the fragrance.

Under Su Mo's threat, she chose to shut up.

It's not that she is spineless, but that the fried rice made by Su Mo is really delicious.

Even the skill of fried rice has spread among the people.

But still no one can surpass Su Mo's cooking skills.

Therefore, in order to eat, she had to endure the humiliation.

"The fire is bigger! Haven't you eaten?"

The fire still feels a little small.

Su Mo scolded the girl with white hair and red eyes again.

He is serious about the skill of fried rice.

In Gensokyo, the biggest constraint on the taste of fried rice is not the ingredients, but the firepower.

There is no coal here, only firewood can be used for ignition.

However, the wood species in Gensokyo is not good, it is barely used for cooking, and the firepower for fried rice is obviously weak.

Don't think that something like firewood can be used just by looking for a branch to dry in the sun. There are a lot of particulars in it.

To make the best fried rice, extra power is required.

Therefore, usually even Su Mo himself wants to eat the best fried rice.

I also need the girl in front of me to come and help.

The dishes made by the flame of the phoenix are indeed delicious.

"I... I didn't eat, so I came to you!"

Fujiwara Meihong replied slightly aggrieved.

At the same time, her stomach made a "cuckoo" sound.

Seems to be really hungry.

Although I am hungry, I still have to increase the firepower.

Is there such an unreasonable thing in the world?

In fact there is.

So Fujiwara-san was obedient and carefully controlled the temperature of the flame.

In no time, a fragrant golden egg fried rice is ready.

"It smells so good!"

Even though I have eaten it many times.

But every time she saw this golden fried rice that was just out of the pot, Fujiwara Meihong couldn't help showing her amazed eyes.

Turning eggs into golden snowflakes is like a work of art.

It instantly captured her heart.

"Of course!"

Hearing Fujiwara Meihong's evaluation, Su Mo's face was very calm.

There is no pride and arrogance, as if it were a matter of course.

"This is my way of living, how could it be bad!"

After putting a golden egg fried rice out of the insulation box.

He took out two of the rest and put them on the table.

This is his dinner with Fujiwara-san.

Fujiwara Meihong, who couldn't wait for a long time, saw the egg fried rice in front of her, and she couldn't care about etiquette.

Hastily put his hands together.

"I'm starting!"

After saying that.

She started to get bored.

I have to say that although she looks fierce and rude, she looks like a bad girl.

However, Fujiwara Meihong's eating posture is still very elegant.

It can be seen that she has experienced the training of aristocratic tutors.

No matter how greedy he is, his movements are still neat and tidy, and he will never incur disgust.

Seeing this scene, Su Mo was not surprised.

Just now, he said that fried rice was his way of establishing his life, which was no exaggeration.

He really intends to use his cooking skills to make a world of it.

Of course, this was not his original idea.

The original Su Mo learned that he was hidden in Gensokyo by the gods.

His first thought was to start the Gensokyo Paradise project.

Let the lovely girls in this world be your own harem.

I want to start the Gensokyo Land Project.

Medication won't work.

Bayi Yonglin might really be able to create that strange medicine, but she didn't help Su Mo's position.

Therefore, Su Mo set a small goal, that is... to become the strongest in Gensokyo.

This is not intended to use force to force those girls.

Simply because, if you want to open a harem, at least you must first ensure that you have the strength to not be hacked.

With this goal, Su Mo, who started the first step.

The iron wall of reality was soon encountered.

Just knocked him out.

Su Mo does have the aptitude for cultivation, but this aptitude can only be regarded as mediocre, neither good nor bad.

Of course, Emperor Tian pays off, and he also knows this sentence.

Therefore, Su Mo practiced for a month and finally mastered a little bit of Qi.

When he was complacent that he could smash a small wooden guard with one punch.

However, she found that Fujiwara Meihong, who was beside her, could destroy a forest by raising her hand.

This huge disparity made him stunned on the spot.

——"¨~Not bad! According to your progress, if you continue to practice for 30 years, you will probably be able to break rocks!"

After hearing Fujiwara Meihong's encouragement, he chose to give up on the spot.

exercise?

Forge a fart!

Thinking about it carefully, even a martial arts master like Hong Meiling is only the level of a three-faced boss.

Even if his aptitude is amazing, it is estimated that he will not be able to cultivate any fame.

It is impossible to become the strongest.

Gensokyo has always been yin and yang.

Men cannot be powerful.