I'm the former civilized Yingjie

"It's because you never fight me." Qianjie stood up, wiped the sweat with the towel around his neck, lifted up the mask and wiped his face, and before Ryan could see clearly, he pulled down the mask again.

"It's been ten days, how many excuses can you make?!"

"Excuse? Do you think I can't beat you?" Ryan put the bread on the table and crossed his arms. "Only the weak need to make excuses. Do you think it is necessary?"

Qianjie was speechless for a moment. He had seen Ryan's combat power with his own eyes. It was difficult to say whether he would live or die, but he would never be afraid of himself.

"Then why did you wait so long?"

"As I said, fighting you is just an agreement, and I have more important things to do. Besides, with our fighting power, aren't you afraid of attracting onlookers? When someone intervenes, it will end hastily. You You don’t want to fight a third time.”

This is reasonable and well-founded. Qianjie is holding his breath. If someone makes trouble, it is better not to fight.

He is right. Since it is one-on-one, interference must be eliminated and no annoying people can disturb the interest.

Qianjie clenched her fists loudly, feeling very annoyed, but just because she wanted to have a full and fair fight with Ryan, she had recently restrained her temper.

"So how long does it take for your shit to be sorted out?"

"It's going very quickly, so why panic." Ryan replied for the nth time, smiling and saying: "If you are willing to help, maybe it will be faster."

"Get out!!" Qianjie was furious. It was good that he could hold back.

Ryan shrugged and rolled away from the grumpy old man smoothly, feeling funny in his heart.

As long as you grasp Qianjie's weakness, you can barely control him. After all, what he said makes sense.

"The fire-chasing moth will cause trouble, so I'm not afraid that you won't take the bait. Anyway, I won't resist a fight with you. As for the accumulated fighting spirit, there are many channels to vent it." '

Ryan walked into the back room, opened the door, and saw Padofelis scratching her head and ears at the table. Aponya was sitting next to her wearing glasses, guiding her like a female teacher.

Seeing these two people, Ryan had another problem in his heart.

I originally wanted to teach Pado how to fight, but it turned out that this guy was very unsuitable. He was afraid of pain and was extremely cautious. He was really not suitable to be a combatant.

Aponya, on the other hand, still looks like a bit of a stick figure. She spends most of the day in a daze, so she simply leaves the task of tutoring and studying to her.

"How's it going?" Ryan walked over and put the drink he brought back on the table.

"Okay, it's milk tea!" Pado cheered, took a sip happily, and pushed another cup to the nun, "Sister Nia, let's take a rest."

"Thank you." Aponia regretfully inserted the straw, took a sip, and showed an implicit smile, "Mr. Lane, I didn't expect to live like this after leaving Twilight Street."

"Yes, yes, we thought it was very dangerous." Pado also nodded quickly, these days are almost like a dream.

Except that studying every day was a bit annoying, she lived in a decent house, slept on a soft bed, ate delicious food, and even went to two concerts.

This is not a task, it's clearly just a vacation.

"Pado, what do you think it's like outside Twilight Street?" Ryan also took a sip of coffee, squinted his eyes, and smiled slightly.

"Of course I was chased by countless people, and then I slept in the open, hiding here and there carefully for fear of being discovered by the enemy." The girl twirled her fingers and got stuck as she spoke. The gangster movies she watched could only reach this level. .

"It's indeed amazing, just like how most people in Twilight Street can survive a battle of that scale." Aponya also said softly, his blue eyes full of curiosity.

Her premonition was wrong for the first time, and she made more mistakes after leaving Twilight Street. She didn't even expect that the result would be like this.

Apart from not being able to go out casually, she didn't expect the world to be in turmoil. No, she didn't expect this man to be so honest, even including Qianjie.

"So Pado, this is why you should study hard. Foolish people will be led by the nose, but smart people -" Ryan shrugged, holding his right palm empty.

“Keep everything in your hands before you decide to do it.”

2 Chapter [-]: Guide to Coping with Thousand Tribulations

Of course Padofelis didn't understand, at least he didn't see a single word from these textbooks, but Ryan didn't mean to deceive.

When I left Mu Continent, except for minor adjustments due to the current situation, the big framework was already ready.

How to escape, how to hide, how to be like a chess player, drinking afternoon tea thousands of miles away while controlling changes in the world. There are even several ways to use weapons and props.

For example, the appearance of the Herrscher prevents Twilight Street from conducting in-depth investigations, which naturally covers up the traces of Aponya and others, making it impossible to make a high-profile arrest.For example, with optical simulators and mirage systems, pretending to be Herrscher was just part of the plan. At that time, Ryan considered hiding his identity.

The world is so big that it is impossible for the real enemy to be investigated in a blanket way. If Ryan wants, he can hide until the end of the world.

"Do you want to say that human wisdom can change fate?" Aponya said hesitantly. As far as she knew, fate is very stubborn, and what this man can do is not as simple as wisdom.

Ryan probably guessed what Aponya was thinking, and the two of them had talked about it, but because the latter's ability was not strong enough and not very useful as a reference, he was not sure.

"This leads to an ancient Chinese saying..."

"I know, those who know the current affairs are the heroes!" Pado quickly interrupted.

Ryan tapped her on the forehead and corrected him angrily: "Man can conquer nature."

"Ah, could it be that we remembered it wrong?"

"You must have remembered it wrong. Okay, after finishing writing these words, let's go out to eat. There will be something you like to eat tonight."

Ryan turned around and left. He still had to cook. When the footsteps faded away, Pado murmured softly.

"Sister Nia, can you really be as good at reading these books as a teacher?"

I'm afraid not, he has more than just wisdom, and your character is not that of a wise man.

Aponya came to a conclusion in her heart, but she was very considerate of others, so she just smiled and replied: "It should be possible, but it will take time and effort."

"Humph, I became motivated instantly. Taking a vacation under such urgent circumstances is like a dream."

Looking at the girl who was studying seriously, Aponya was very confused. She didn't understand Ryan's intention of doing this, because Padofelis didn't show any usable value.

The fighting ability is very weak and the courage is timid. It doesn't look like he suddenly enlightened and turned into a wise man to make suggestions.

So, what does he do with Pado with him?

Aponya felt that Ryan was in a thick fog and couldn't understand many things, but he looked at the girl who was yawning and persisting.

At least, this feeling is very comfortable, and there is no panic at all.

Ryan actually didn't have an accurate answer to Aponya's doubts. Maybe the feelings had surpassed the value, and it would be more peaceful to take this little kitten with him.

He put on his apron, glanced at Qianjie who was squatting quietly against the wall, and suppressed his smile.

'I've been influenced by Alicia and the others, right? Do you think it's better to be lively? '

Ryan was not sure. He thought he was a lone wolf back then and only focused on completing tasks faster and more efficiently. Unexpectedly, he was much lazier now.

No, anyway, we have to wait for the Fire Chaser Moth to reveal its flaws, and we have to wait on both sides. It is better to live more calmly.

Subconsciously finding a reason for himself, Ryan turned on the natural gas stove with a 'pop' sound, heated up the pan, put in the chicken breast and fried it until golden brown, then reached out to take out the meat and cut it into pieces.

Reduce the heat to low, add the butter, remove from the heat and use the remaining heat to melt the butter, add flour and stir-fry until it becomes ghee, then add milk, stir quickly to form a paste, and finally pour a pot of stock.

The house suddenly reverberated with a sweet milk fragrance, drifting outside through the open window. Even if an agent from the Intelligence Department lived opposite, he would never have thought that there was a room of 'human traitors' here.

Shouldn't such a person hide in a dark corner and plot a conspiracy? How could he cook dinner openly?

Ryan was used to this kind of life. He added the vegetables and meat, stirred gently with a spoon, turned his head slightly, and saw Qianjie standing beside him at some point.

"Is something wrong?"

"Well, I always feel that you don't look like you are serious about executing any plan." Qianjie rubbed his chin, his eyes suspicious.

"Whoever tells me the plan has to fight and kill every day. Isn't this kind of leisurely life not good?"

"No! It's a waste of time!"

Then yesterday you cooked three bowls of rice in a row, leaving me with nothing but soup.

Ryan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. After so many days, he could see that Qianjie not only had a hard fist, but also had a soft mouth.

According to what Paduo told him quietly, Qianjie went out to do errands yesterday afternoon, and Qianjie even tidied up the house. It was a pity that he didn't see him mopping the floor in an apron, otherwise he would have taken pictures.

"Have some creamy soup tonight, with bread for dipping."

"Just one dish?"

You didn't say well just now, but now you think there is only one dish, right?

"It's getting late today and I don't have time to make the second one. Do you want to give it a try? I heard from Aponya that you are also good at cooking."

That woman is talking nonsense, and who am I to do that?

Qianjie opened his mouth to refuse, but when he saw Ryan's slightly provocative eyes, his eyes became sharp.

"Are you questioning me?"

"No, I just thought that now that I can't fight with real swords and guns, I can use other methods to determine the outcome. The so-called fighting spirit does not necessarily have to be physical."

If anyone else had said this, Qianjie would have been slapped away, but what Ryan said made him think subconsciously for a moment.

"It's boring. I don't have time to play house with you."

He turned around and left, but after walking a few steps he came back and unknowingly put on an apron with a bear pattern.

"But since you have raised a challenge, I have to meet it!"

What a tough-blooded man, but can you be more harsh? I'm in trouble with a dead duck, right?

Ryan was stunned, and the look in his eyes made Qianjie roar: "What are you looking at? Do you really think I can lose to you in such a stupid thing!?"

No, I just think the bear pattern on your chest is quite cute.

Ryan did not interrupt his interest and quickly made a "please" gesture. Then he saw that Qianjie was not bragging, he was really good at it.

Holding the kitchen knife, "swish, swish, swish", the carrots, celery, and green peppers all turned into pieces of the same size. The remaining rice from last night was put into the pot. With the skillful tossing of the pot, the rice was cut open one by one.

"Very professional."

"I never brag!"

Qianjie snorted disdainfully, turned the pot over and put it on the plate, ending the battle with a skillful ladle.

He stood upright, holding a pot and ladle, like a swordsman. He glanced sideways at Aponia and Padofelis who had just walked out of the house, and flicked his wrist.

Swah——

The creamy soup and fried rice flew to the table without any spillage.

Why don't you need to be so handsome just to cook?

Ryan was a little speechless. He had to admit that although Qianjie was a little irritable, his charm as a man was still very strong, so he coughed lightly and said:

"You two will be the judges to see who is better, my cream soup or Qianjie's soy sauce fried rice."

"Uh, can I choose to abstain?" Pado raised his hand weakly, clearly feeling the danger.

"You can try." Qianjie crossed his arms and stared at her coldly.

Soon, Padu was already sitting at the table numbly, stretched out his trembling hands, and tasted it again and again. He first showed an expression of surprise, and then became entangled.

They are all delicious, one is sweet and the other is salty and sweet. Anyway, they are much more delicious than canned food.

How could Pado, who had never had a few normal meals of delicious food since she was a child, have ever been treated like this? It would have been fine if she didn't get naked on the spot, but the solemn fighting spirit in the room made it impossible for her to enjoy it.

"Brother Qianjie, can it be a draw?"

"No, there is no such thing as a draw in a battle, only life and death!"

"Okay, then you win." Pado gave him a thumbs up without hesitation, showing a strong desire to survive.

What a traitor, I was so angry on the spot, right? Forget it, originally I just wanted Qianjie to vent a little bit.

Ryan rolled his eyes, silently wrote down the account, and then turned to look at Aponya.

There was also a bit of surprise in her eyes, but she was much more stable than Padofelis. She just held her head and looked back and forth at Qianjie and Ryan with compassionate eyes.

"Aponya, I told you not to look at me like this. Even if I lose, I don't need any mercy!" Qianjie seemed to hate this kind of compassionate look, and simply clenched his fists.

"No, Qianjie, you won."

"I won?"

"Yes, you are indeed better than Ryan in this aspect. Even if the difference is small and can be ignored, you did win." Aponya spoke very slowly, and he could see the look in Qianjie's eyes. There was a bit of joy.

The purpose of fighting and killing is to win. Now that there is no way to kill, we have to use other things instead, but the concept of 'win' will not change.

"I won." He turned to look at Ryan. In fact, he was quite afraid of this man, which was why he was so hungry for victory.

"Well, congratulations, there are not many people who can beat me in this category." Ryan nodded solemnly, probably understanding how to suppress Qianjie's madness.

It's useless for Xiaozhi to use emotion to reason. I have to keep feeding him carrots to gradually satisfy his fighting spirit, and I will also fight back a little.

"Then let's do this from now on. I'll buy the groceries and you'll cook."

"Why!?"