I can't be a demon

Does the career panel default to bone blades as ingredients? Using human bones as food?

Veins popped out on Shen Lian's forehead, and he felt helpless at the unreliability of the career panel.

Then he comforted himself that warriors needed to take big medicines to practice, and the strength of their digestion actually determined their aptitude in disguise.

"What about gaining experience as a warrior? You also need to eat it, right?"

Shen Lian had an ominous premonition.

He hurriedly went to the kitchen to eat wildly, but not only did the fruits and vegetables not trigger the career panel, but the meat was also fruitless.

"I have no experience eating normal food, how can I eat people?!!"

Shen Lian wanted to cry but had no tears.

………

at the same time.

Wang Xin appeared in the back alley of the pawn shop, frowning and looking around.

"There is a flash of fresh resentment. It's really getting more and more uncomfortable."

"Also... there is an extra human skin scroll in the yamen that can ward off evil spirits. I don't know which alchemist came to Yanliang Town."

Chapter 10 Running around, running around

Early next morning.

Before dawn, Shen Lian planned to take advantage of his free time to go to the martial arts studio to explore some magical powers of food supplements, and left the pawn shop early.

In order to ensure that the basic object is not damaged, the bone blade is hung around the neck with a cotton rope.

Myna trembled and hid in his sleeves.

Shen Lian held two steamed buns that came from the kitchen.

After he swallowed the steamed bun, his Shibu magical power was activated naturally, and a weak stream of heat immediately gushes out from his stomach.

"I have to say that at least food supplements are more useful than insight."

With the support of food supplements, the steamed buns are quickly turning into nutrients, which can not only replenish the energy consumed, but also dispel the cold.

pity……

Shen Lian has not yet mastered the wave chasing pile and cannot use nutrients to polish himself.

"Food supplements are definitely a shortcut to practicing martial arts. I can't imagine what kind of changes a martial artist's magical powers will undergo after their career is promoted."

Shen Lian shook his head.

Last night he cooked all the ingredients in the pawn shop kitchen. Although he didn't gain any experience, he understood the rules of magical powers.

Shen Lian discovered that raw food has 30% more nutrients than cooked food.

It should be that during the cooking process, high temperatures cause the nutrients in the ingredients to be lost.

"Are you going to eat your hair and drink your blood?"

Shen Lian couldn't accept it at all. He always felt that it was contrary to his pursuit. However, the career panel was really mysterious and mysterious.

"Let's go to the morning market first. Maybe we can find a way to gain experience."

Shen Lian swallowed the steamed bun into his stomach.

The nutrients brought by dietary supplements gradually act on the body, and even if the face is exposed, the skin temperature is still maintained at a suitable level.

"Ah~"

Bage shook his head and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Great achievement, unify the world!"

"screw you."

Shen Lian tucked the starling back into his sleeves and headed to the morning market without stopping, noticing that a large number of people had gathered on the street.

I haven’t seen it for half a month, but the morning market has become more and more full of Chinese New Year flavor, and the shops are decorated with lights and colorful decorations.

Vendors from other places are constantly coming to Yanliang Town, mainly to take advantage of the popularity of Linchun, causing the scale of the morning market to increase every day.

The business of throwing pots and traps has emerged one after another, full of human fireworks.

But the dark side remains.

The gangs' spies are all over the morning market, how could they let the vendors get away with it?

"Oh."

Shen Lian felt anxious. If something happened to Shen Hansheng, the gang would definitely reach out to the pawn shop. How long will there be peace?

At present, Shen Hansheng's face is there, and the pawn shop only pays some money every month.

"The gang that occupies He Feng Street seems to be called the Fulin Society."

"I hope daddy is okay."

Shen Lian walked with his head down, stopping whenever he saw snacks.

"How to sell candied haws?"

"Come back, sir, one penny per string."

Shen Lian handed over the copper coins, bit into the candied haws, then turned and left the stall.

No experience.

"Sir, yams in winter are the most nourishing."

Shen Lian paid the copper coins without hesitation, peeled off the skin of the yam and chewed it.

No experience.

"Wild ginseng with ten years of medicinal power..."

Shen Lian was slurping all the way, his mouth almost never stopping, and even his starlings were so greasy that the money bag in his arms shriveled up little by little.

There was no response from the career panel, which made him suspect that he was going in the wrong direction.

This suspicion gradually deepened after Shen Lian tasted all kinds of wild products. Isn't the promotion of a warrior related to the magical power of food supplements?

When he finished walking most of the morning market, he planned to go to the Tide Martial Arts School.

"Huh?"

Shen Lian stopped.

He suddenly felt thirsty, as if a glutton was inexplicably aroused, and the bone blade close to the skin on his chest also felt slightly warm.

Shen Lian swallowed and followed Ben Ben to the stall on the corner of the street.

The stall is shabby, with a sign sewn from linen.

"Salted herring?"

There are no big rivers around Yanliang Town, and the aquatic products are only small fish and shrimps, so the people are not interested in the so-called herring at all.

"Have you heard of it? Pickled fish is a traditional Chinese New Year food in our village."

The old man laughed along and took out a finger-sized salted fish from the earthen jar he carried. Suddenly, a strange salty and sour smell hit his mouth and nose.

The herring is pickled with poor salt, causing its color to turn yellow and black.

And it looks weird.

This was the first time Shen Lian saw that there were patterns on the fins that resembled human eyes.

"Try it."

Shen Lian took the salted fish and looked at it carefully but found nothing special.

However, the appetite became more and more intense, as if there was a hungry ghost in the stomach that was constantly urging me.

"What do you call me, my father-in-law?"

"The surname is Ma, and the single character is Yi."

Ma Yi frowned, fearing that he would miss the few deals today.

Shen Lian hesitated for a few breaths, and first used his insight.

[Salted small green fish]

[Pickled by Ma Yi, the ingredients are 15-year-old green fish. Due to the rough pickling method, the meat is slightly rotten, and eating it can easily cause diarrhea. ]

Shen Lian's eyelids twitched wildly, and the starling resisted by covering its beak.

"With the magical power of food supplement, the slight rot should not be a big deal."

Shen Lian really couldn't bear the appetite, closed his eyes and threw the salted fish into his mouth, chewed it a few times, accompanied by a strong feeling of nausea.

Forced to swallow, the nutrients fed back by the salted fish were better than nothing.

Shen Lian's expression was distorted.

"Well, I'm afraid you have retained some of the original taste."

Ma Yi took a few steps back.