National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

Using food to change the subject would inevitably lead to Jiang Yuan having to cook.

Fortunately, Thunder Hammer took the initiative to help him as he had thought before.

Paimon thought that it was faster for two people to cook than one person, and Thunder Hammer was better at winter cuisine, which had a unique flavor, so he did not point it out.

In fact, she had long forgotten that Jiang Yuan had scared her.

Two people were responsible for cooking, and the others were not idle. They helped Jiang Yuan and the others, mainly responsible for controlling the flames or handling the ingredients.

While cooking, Paimon watched from the side and said that Jiang Yuan looked like he was good at cooking.

After tasting the food he cooked, Derek gave up his pursuit of cooking skills and proudly said that his ability to control fire was still very good.

That was certainly true, at least the food wasn't burnt or half-cooked because he controlled the flames.

There is a saying that when everyone gathers firewood, the flames are high, and when everyone cooks, the speed is relatively fast enough.

After the meal, August cherished and poured a glass of wine for everyone present.

This is not an ordinary wine, this is a king... This is the wine that the little golden man almost fell into and mixed with the sand.

Hearing August mention this, everyone drank seriously.

Almost, there was no more wine to drink.

But they forgot one thing.

Among the people present, there was someone who poured a cup.

A moment later, Jiang Yuan fell down on the dining table with a plop.

Fortunately, he drank the wine after dinner, otherwise he would have buried his head in his rice bowl instead of on the table.

"It's good to be young," Paimon said, shaking his head with a pretentious sigh as he watched this scene, "Fall down and fall asleep."

Yes, I fell asleep quickly, sweetly, like a baby.

He was not the only one who fell asleep.

August paused while pouring the wine: "Sorry, I forgot."

"It has nothing to do with you." Paimeng put his hands on his hips, "It's Jiang Yuan who overestimates his capabilities and wants to challenge himself."

So what should we do about the trial issue?

Colding, who was sober, smiled and said, "I'll take them."

They, Jiang Yuan and the three fools of Sleigh.

Derek and the other three orcs, who considered themselves strong and strong, were no better drunk than Jiang Yuan. They were also lying on the table and fast asleep at this time.

"Me too." Andre was quite sober, after all, it was just a small glass of wine.

"This is too troublesome," Paimeng rolled his eyes and thought of a good idea, "I have an idea, do you want to try it?"

"What method?" Koldin was very interested.

Paimon named his method "Stimulating Awakening Method".

As the name suggests, it means to use strong stimulation to wake up a few drunkards.

So where does the excitement come from?

It must not be pain caused by an attack.

Paimon chuckled and asked Coldin: "Do you have any seeds that can produce very sour fruits?"

Kolding reacts quickly and gets it right at the drop of a hat.

"You can give it a try."

He looked emphatically at the three orcs who had rolled off their chairs and were lying on their backs on the sand, smiling meaningfully.

By the way, after saying goodbye to the sand man who was renamed Little Golden Man, the sand in the outside world stopped flowing, allowing them to step on it as much as they wanted without the danger of falling in.

Otherwise, they would not be able to cook or eat outside.

"Sour fruit?" Eliezer came over with misty eyes, "Does it taste good?"

"you try?"

Coldin took out a handful of seeds from nowhere with his backhand and selected an ordinary green seed.

The energy in his palm fluctuates, and the seeds sprout, grow, blossom and bear fruit in his hands.

There was a green fruit hanging on it, which made Paimon feel sour at the sight of it.

Eliezer was proud that he was not drunk and drank another drink. At this time, he was not sober and did not notice anything wrong with the fruit.

Kordin took it off and handed it to him, and he took a big bite of it trustingly and started chewing.

"..."

"How's it going?" Pamon asked expectantly.

"It seems that I got the wrong seeds." Koldin chuckled lightly.

The next moment, Eliezer's face was distorted.

"Ugh..." Eliezer grinned and put on a mask of pain, "What is this? Kordin, are you giving me poison?"

He was so sore that he almost rolled his eyes.

No matter how good-looking the face is, it is still funny when it is twisted to this extent.

It's enough to see how terrible this fruit tastes.

"Yes." Kordin said without changing his expression, "Paimon, your method is good and very useful."

Pamon quietly stepped back a distance and looked at Thunder Hammer.

I'm sorry Jiang Yuan, who asked you to pour a cup? I have to sacrifice your influence by calling you out for the trial.

Hehe... Paimon imagined Jiang Yuan's reaction and gradually showed a gloating smile.

Thinking of how Jiang Yuan would react if he knew that the proposal was hers, Paimon proposed to Coldin and finally woke Jiang Yuan.

At least there are brothers and sisters who have experienced it first. Jiang Yuan won't have much reaction to this... right?

After a few minutes, three Pain Masks appeared.

The effect is very good, the sourness in the mouth makes people sober.

Everyone gathered around Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan was lying on the table, breathing evenly, as if he was not aware of the coming danger.

"Leave him to me to feed him!"

Paimon volunteered, holding a small cup of green juice.

First, he adjusted Jiang Yuan's lying posture to a position where he was leaning back on the chair, and then slowly opened his mouth...

Next, pour juice into his mouth.

All the teammates who had woken up gathered around Jiang Yuan, and the atmosphere was more solemn than during the battle.

Paimeng spoke nervously, and with quick movements, he flipped his hand and poured the entire glass of juice into Jiang Yuan's mouth - the glass was the small cup he had used to drink before.

Jiang Yuan subconsciously swallowed the juice that entered his mouth and closed his mouth.

"...Not awake?" Pamon waited for a few seconds.

"More?" Derek said that as expected of Jiang Yuan, it was more difficult to wake up than them.

"Uh, come on!"

Paimon hesitated for less than a second.

"There's a reaction!" Andre felt that the circle was too hasty, so he flew in the air to observe.

He keenly noticed the movement of Jiang Yuan's eyelashes.

"Okay, wake up, wake up!"

Paimon raised his phone and pointed it at Jiang Yuan, expecting his next move.

With a swish, Jiang Yuan opened his eyes.

With an expressionless expression, he pushed his legs hard and jumped onto the table.

Everyone failed to see the fifth mask of pain.

I saw a purple light flash in his eyes, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"Is there an enemy? I'm being attacked!"

Just as Paimon was about to laugh out loud, he saw traces of purple energy lines appearing around him.

Then, Jiang Yuan raised his hand to touch his chest and muttered something.

"At this moment, silence..."

"Ahhhhh!" Paimeng quickly flew forward, blocking Jiang Yuan's mouth with one hand, and trying hard to hold Jiang Yuan's hand that was about to draw the sword from the void with the other hand.

"No, no one attacked you!"