Weird game invasion, one billion dollars to become the ghost king

Lynn followed Hill to a nearby market.

Along the way, Linn's ghosts seemed like they had seen a ghost, and they kept asking questions in Linn's mind.

Xiaowo: "Huh? You can cook, why do I not believe it so much?"

Nali: "Okay, it turns out the master is hiding it!"

Wisdom Witch: "This is unscientific! I remember that Master, you never enter the kitchen, right?"

Snow Girl: "Master, do you need my help?"

Lin En's lips sketched: "Snow Girl, there is no need. As for the fact that I can cook, I can only say that you have to hide something in everything, otherwise you will really think that I am a hands-off shopkeeper who doesn't care about anything and doesn't know anything. ?”

Fate Ghost: "Master, is omnipotent."

...

"I remember the last time I cooked, it was the last time... The feeling of everyone getting together to eat is really nostalgic."

Lin En stood in front of the vegetable stall, skillfully selecting fresh tomatoes and rejecting any with defects. At the same time, he also fell into deep memories.

The reason why Lin En can cook is because in his previous life, he dismissed all his servants, including Cheng Xiaodie, due to a strange invasion.

Later, although he joined the Light Chasing Club with the power of Ming Gui, he was only a backbone member.

At that time, all human resources were used to fight against strange invasions. Food was in short supply and the world was at a low point. Fortunately, the supply of ghost masters was the best. Lin En was also training at the ghost master academy. When I was young, I learned to cook by myself.

Caitlin was his teammate at the same time, and Hao Aiguo was the dean of the college. Lin En's grades were all outstanding, and he was the best among the students and had high hopes.

If Linn survives according to the pace of his previous life, he may become the captain of the ghost master somewhere, contribute some strength to resist the strange invasion, and may have something beyond friendship with Caitlin.

It's a pity that he later met his destined red wedding dress.

......

There were little snowflakes falling in the sky, and the air was extremely cold and humid.

Lin En looked up and saw a strange aura permeating the sky. Among the snowflakes, there were some dark blood streaks, which showed that the world was beginning to be invaded by strangeness at this point in time.

Linn was on alert and protected Hill by his side.

Lin En and Hill, carrying fresh ingredients, returned to the place where she lived. It was a low-rise housing area, similar to an urban village in Dragon Kingdom. The environment was average and the facilities were old, but the rent was cheap and it was just out of town. The best place for newcomers to the society.

The landlady was a very kind old woman. When she saw Hill, she smiled: "Oh, Hill, you're back. Come in quickly. It's quite cold outside and it has started to snow."

When he saw Lin behind Hill, who was tall and handsome, with a large bag of ingredients in his hand, the old man showed a hint of curiosity.

"Hill, the young man next to you is..."

Hill took off his hood, revealed his rosy face, and introduced to the landlady: "Landlady, he is Mr. Linn, an excellent author and my teacher!"

Lin En's eyes swept around the old man's body, but did not find any evil aura, which meant that she was not a demon mark.

Linn greeted with a smile: "Landlady, Hill and I are friends. We just exchange writing experiences with each other, not teachers."

The landlady laughed: "Young man, you are too modest. This girl Hill is very lonely and timid. I have never seen her have friends before, and you are the first one!"

Lynn: "Please don't say that. I'm also very happy to get to know Hill."

Hill lowered his head, with a blush on his face: "I'm also...happy."

After chatting with the landlord for a while, Hill took Linn along the dark corridor to the third floor, and then along the narrow corridor to a room.

"Mr. Lynn, the room is a bit small and there are no extra chairs. You can sit on my bed then, don't mind." Hill took out the key and opened the door with some embarrassment.

"It's okay, how young can you be?" Lin En said disapprovingly.

The door opened and Linn looked into the room. At this glance, he almost felt claustrophobic.

I saw that this room was not as big as his toilet!

In the room, there is only a wooden bed that can accommodate two people, a wooden wardrobe, and a bedside table next to the bed. On the left wall, there is a small desk with unfinished manuscripts and Round-belly fountain pens, ink bottles and other items.

The corridor in the room was crowded with beds and wardrobes, and Linn felt as if he had entered a narrow submarine cabin.

At the end of the line of sight, there is a very small toilet, which has everything you need, including a water heater, shower head, toilet, etc. So many facilities are squeezed into a small area of ​​less than one square meter. If you look at the war criminals camp, you will call it an expert!

Linn almost wondered if this toilet was tailor-made for a little potato with Hill's stature. If it were him, he would definitely not be able to stand it. It would be too depressing!

"Hill, have you lived in a place like this before?"

Lynn felt distressed.

Looking at Lin En's distressed eyes, Hill was at a loss, her eyes full of inferiority and embarrassment. She stretched out her fingers and made a three sign: "It is indeed a bit small, but the advantage is that one month's rent only costs 350, which is very cheap. !”

Lynn looked at the frostbite on Hill's fingers, "Then when you write, don't you take any measures to keep warm?"

Hill smiled dryly and explained: "Yes! Look, as long as you fill this plastic bottle with boiling hot water and put it in your arms, it will be very warm. As for frostbite, it may be due to my physical constitution."

She pointed to a shriveled plastic bottle that had been burned and shrunk.

Linn sighed slightly.

He could imagine that Hill's living environment was not good, but he did not expect that it would be so exaggerated. He could imagine that in those days, Hill was trembling while lying at the table, forcing himself to write every day. Publish a manuscript worth [-] to [-] yuan.

When my hands became too cold and stiff, I touched the thermos bottle in my arms. When I regained some consciousness, I started writing as fast as possible.

I was full of expectations for my submission, but was politely rejected. I can only encourage myself to keep working hard and keep working hard. Failure is the mother of success.

Lin En could feel that the girl in front of her, who was less than 1.5 meters tall, contained powerful energy in her body.

Such a strong, hard-working, optimistic girl eventually became the murderous god who destroyed the world.

According to the development of history, her final ending was like that of the little match girl who failed to succeed. When the world became weird, she was spotted by the weird maker, and eventually became a fierce god and destroyed her own world with her own hands.

Lynn took a deep breath.

He must personally prevent all of this from happening and make up for Hill's regret.

Lynn was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "Hill, after your royalties come in, you can move out of here. You can write in front of a warm fireplace. You don't have to worry about money anymore. You can buy whatever you want. Whatever you buy, you will live a prosperous life."

Hearing this, Hill was also full of expectations: "Yeah! Speaking of all this, I still have to thank Mr. Lin for your help."

Lin En smiled and was about to start processing the ingredients in his hands: "Okay, if you want to express your gratitude, let's leave it until after the meal. Now let's start making delicious food. Can you help me?"

Hill looked at the various ingredients that Linn bought, swallowed his saliva, and asked curiously: "Of course it's no problem, but, Mr. Linn, what food are you going to make today?"

Lin En smiled slightly: "In my hometown, the must-eat delicacy in winter is hot pot!"