I, Humpback Whale, Terra Stitch

"Two sets of stone carving tools, two big stones, not Solid Source Rock, just ordinary carved stones. The money will be recorded in Warfarin's account and will be delivered to the door of the Ghost Shark operator when it arrives."

"okay."

Lucille knew about the relationship between Warfarin and Zaun. After all, there were only two blood demons on Rhode Island so far. As two people of the same race, they must have a relatively close relationship.

After Zu An finished doing this, he went directly onto the deck, and then jumped off Rhode Island. He had never done carving before, so he had to [practice slowly].

You can't just shoot the piercing light and turn the opponent into a stone statue, right?This kind of carving is a bit hardcore.

After shaping a few rocks, he jumped back to Rhode Island, then went to the Engineering Department and asked for some carving knives.

Taking the carving knife and the stone, he went to the training ground in Rhode Island, where the preparatory operators were being trained.

Zu An found a corner with a stone and a carving knife, "Isamara, it's up to you to use high-speed learning to carve for me, and then pass on your experience to me."

[Isamara:? ? ? ]

Isamara took control of her body and started crazy artistic carving. Although she was a quick learner, and it didn’t take much time to start from scratching around and then sculpt something successfully, Isamara’s aesthetics had some big differences. question.

The sculptures are all monsters that would make a deep-sea hunter want to smash them to pieces at the sight of them.

"..."

I don’t know when Zaun? Isamara attracted a Sakaz man while he was carving, "

You don’t hate us Sakaz, do you?If you hate demon guys I won't bother you. "

"You know Warfarin belongs to Sakaz."

"Oh, okay, it seems I'm worrying too much. Hello, Operator Zaun, let's get to know each other, Scout."

"Nice to meet you. Are you interested in these sculptures?"

"Well, how can I put it this way? These sculptures are very creative and the shapes are very advanced."

This is a round of speeches with high emotional intelligence, advanced styling [×], and inhuman aesthetics [?]

Scout looked at these guys with different shapes. What can I say? He felt that this thing was more outrageous than the doctor eating instant noodles in the middle of the night. Maybe it would be a good choice to scare children.

"So, Scout, what do you want from me?"

"It's nothing, I just want to ask you some gossip."

After all, they are a group of veteran operators who can spare time for the [-] wheelchair racing competition, the [-] wheelchair spinning obstacle course, and the Sunday wheelchair competition.

After hearing that she and Warfarin got married at a speed and frequently came in and out of Kelsey's dormitory, I was eager to gossip.

"Ah...ah, tell me, I don't know much, I will try my best to answer."

"What do you do in Dr. Kelsey's room?"

"Uh... go to her bed, read her books, and wait for her to teach me knowledge?"

Scout digested the information content in Zu An's sentence, "You mean, went to bed directly? Not a word?"

"Otherwise? On the one hand, time is tight, and there is no good place in her room. Otherwise, I wouldn't want to be in bed."

"This is a little beyond my imagination."

Zu An slowly asked a question, what are you talking about?

"Do we have some misunderstandings?"

"Um, maybe not? What do you think of Dr. Kelsey?"

Zu An felt that he and Scout had developed a thick and sad estrangement. The last person to ask him about the other person was the eldest sister who was promoted to him by the snow monsters.

"It's not good. Every time, her preparations are not sufficient. Halfway through, she becomes a little weak. She prepares too few study materials. By the way, Scout, are you a sniper operator? Are you a rapid firer or something?"

Scout thought for a moment, "I can do it. It is no exaggeration to say that I am one of the few sharpshooters in Sarkaz. Do you know the mercenaries of Sarkaz?"

Zu An shook his head and nodded, "I know one thing, there is a person with white hair and red eyes inside, and she is my wife."

"...Wait, I have a question."

Scout interrupted Zaun. There was only one white-haired and red-eyed Sarkaz mercenary, W.

"Yes, that's pretty much what you think. She's my wife with white hair and red eyes. Whether they admit it or not, that's what I think."

"Ghost shark operators also count?"

"Would you go into heat with your siblings?"

Scout covered his face and said, "Please let me calm down for a moment. The amount of information here is a bit overwhelming. Are you and the Ghost Shark operator brother and sister?"

"It's indescribable."

"There are so many flaws. Why is such a simple thing so difficult to describe?"

"Emmmm, in terms of relationship, they are brother and sister, but it is not illegal to be wives. If you want to hear a story about the past, I can't tell you a story."

Scout thought for a moment, probably not her biological child.

"If she is a brother and sister, what did she go through to become like that? I still remember when she ran to Rhode Island with the last of her sanity, failed to tear up the nun's uniform on her body, and then had a complete mental breakdown."

"While I may make you feel a little uncomfortable saying this,...we are the same Tikaz who became Sarkaz as you are."

Scout was silent, and the Tikaz who lost their home were called Sarkaz.

"Ah, is that so? Sorry, do you want to have a drink? I'll introduce you to some good people."

"Okay, let's go."

The finished stone sculptures were randomly thrown in the corner of the training ground. These stone sculptures were only used for practice and there was no need to put them away.

"By the way, brother Zu An, have you ever studied stone carving?"

"Hmm... barely, amateur. Mainly because of Laurentina... the ghost shark you call her. She originally wanted to be a sculptor."

Barely refers to achieving success from entry to beginning in less than a day.

The two walked side by side, and Zu An thought for a while, "How should I put it? She and I were both members of the military armed group of the underwater country Agor. Of course, there was a girl with the same status as her, but I Don’t treat her like a sister.”

"Ok?"

Scout narrowed his eyes and realized that things were not simple.

"I plan to find a way to trick her into going home and cry to her hard. Beating her and crying can no longer satisfy my restless blood. I'm going to go off topic and continue talking about my country."

"Well, I'm listening."

"Then...my country exploded, the top management was corrupted by a group of degenerates, and we fought with Haiji, another member of our bloodline, and then...that's what I just told you, my family is gone."

"Well...I don't know what to say, my condolences."

"Both my country and Haiji were killed by me. In other words, I overthrew my country before Haiji did, and then I overthrew Haiji before the country did."

Sco

ut was silent for a moment, then shouted, "Give me my sympathy! Get out!"

91. I just drew a pot of blood from the water dispenser

It’s a new day. After finishing the strange smallpox, it seems that I got drunk with Scout and Ace, and then...

What happens next?Did you do something or say something?

"Hey hey hey, you're awake."

What came into view was a wicked face - Warfarin, with a bit of bright red still remaining at the corners of her mouth.

"Because you didn't wake up, I just... drank a little bit, um, a little bit."

Zu An turned his head and looked at the glass of blood on the table, "A little bit?"

"A little more. Also, I did a test. If my blood-sucking speed is 5, your recovery speed is actually more than 20, almost 100, 1:20. Do you know what this is?"

"... Just tell me how much you smoked while I was sleeping, right?"

"Emmmm, I said no domestic violence."

"Okay, I won't hit you, nor will I put you on the deck."

Zuan is already contacting Isamara. If I, Zuan, can't move you, doesn't it mean that he, Zuan? Isamara, can't move you.

"A cup...no, a bag...a pot."

"I can still understand it with a pot."

"Water fountain jug."

"Is it because my recovery ability is non-human?"

Warfarin turned around and ran away. After escaping from the room, Warfarin was quickly dragged back by tentacles wrapped around her legs in public.

Fu Rong, who originally planned to become Zu An's disciple, just stood dumbly at the door, and finally covered her face when she heard Warfarin's screams inside.

[Zu An: Don’t worry, my dear Hua Farin, I will hold back my strength, Hensin, Elemental Hero Xin Yuxia]

[Warfarin: You are not trustworthy! ! !Ahhhh!It's about to break, your waist is about to break, stop, Zaizhong! ]

[Zu'an: Will normal Terran people make promises with the Blood Demon?I'm going to punch you in an attacking stance.

A water dispenser jug ​​of blood, you ride a horse...that thing is five liters, right?Is that right?A 50kg person only has three to four liters of blood in his body. Is this how you use my recovery ability? ]

[Warfarin: Definitely next time!Eh!Why did you strike harder! ]

[Zu An: Do you want a next time? ]

When everything in the room returned to silence, Fleur knocked on the door, "Um, Dr. Warfarin and Mr. Zu An, are you finished?"

When she opened the door, she saw Warfarin, who had been forcibly bled, crawling to the side with a haggard face.

"I'll ask Miss Furong to sell this blood to the blood bank. You're here to see Warfarin, right?"

"Um...no, I'm here to find you. As the God of Food, you must be able to teach me how to make delicious food, right?"

Fleur said this and scratched her head in embarrassment, "I'm sorry if it causes any trouble or inconvenience to you."

"Um? The...god of food?" Zu An looked up at the ceiling, "What happened last night?"

"After you got drunk last night, you performed a show of making ingredients out of thin air in the cafeteria, and then went into the kitchen and performed your amazing cooking skills. The gleaming food made several operators go to the medical department on the spot.

The remaining operators in the cafeteria last night all called you the God of Food. You stuck a big stick in the ground, cut it and gave it to us. We chewed it but didn’t swallow it. It’s much sweeter than those candies. Operators who like to eat sweets call you the God of Food. The spirit has appeared, coming to save this miserable world that is in need of sugar. "

"...?"

I really understand Warfarin, how could I do such an outrageous thing when I was drunk... No, at least it's not too outrageous, and I didn't give Terra a black mist-limited skin on a whim.

Zu An looked up at the ceiling and said, "You want to learn cooking from me?"

Furong's nutritious meal... If you eat it, you will be worse than dead, or you will GG on the spot.

"Yes, if it troubles you..."

"It's not that troublesome, but I won't stay in Rhode Island for much longer. I will go to the cafeteria to cook every day. You can learn from me. I can't teach others. You can learn as much as you can."

Fleur nodded happily, "Isn't Dr. Warfarin okay?"

"It's okay, I'll just go and bask in the sun later."

"What! You still want to bask in the sun! You are so cruel!"

As soon as Warfarin heard this, she turned around and started to run outside, but ended up lying on the ground before she could even take two steps.

"Look, Dr. Warfarin is so deficient in calcium that he can't walk."

Zu An picked up Warfarin and said, "Let's go, Operator Furong, let's find a good place to bask in the sun, and then we'll talk about what to cook."

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Today, some of Rhode Island Canteen’s stalls are contracted by Zuan and Furong.

"So I was drunk yesterday and rubbed a few finished sugar canes directly?"

After Zu An came to the cafeteria, he looked at a few sugar canes on the shelf, and then looked at his hands in disbelief. Could he have done this?

"So this thing is called sugar cane? It's cool and sweet..."

Furong laboriously dragged two bags of flour into the kitchen stall, "Huh, master, it's already here. Aren't we going to make a nutritious meal or a healthy meal today?"

"Operators consume a lot of energy during exercise, so they should mainly provide energy, right?"

"The energy of a nutritious meal is sufficient."

Looking at Hibiscus who was still obsessed with that delicate nutritious meal, Zu An really wanted to grab the Sakaz horn above her head and say, "Stop thinking about your frightening nutritious meal."