Self-cultivation of dragon set

The nearly one-month trial was finally coming to an end, and the freshmen who came to take part in the test began to move to the outskirts of Forrest Forest a few days in advance, so that they could go out and gather in time on the day of the end.Students from various colleges got together and discussed not only the gains in the forest, but also how to rest after returning home and how to let their families comfort them for the hardships of these days.

After all, many people were injured in this trial, and some students even encountered too powerful monsters during the expedition, and died before they could ask the professor for help, which also brought great psychological pressure to the companions.Those lucky ones who were not injured were also tortured by a month of wild life. In contrast, even the simple student dormitories are nostalgic.

Among this group of students, there is still one person who has the mentality of "being close to the hometown" and wishing that the trial time could be extended several times.

The closer the day of going home, the more Bai Across couldn't help thinking that he was not the protagonist at all, so why did he look different from his family?Originally thought it was caused by the protagonist's halo, but now he was beaten back to his original form by a book "Self-cultivation of the Dragon", and he no longer felt that his painting style should be different from the native NPCs. Once he is not busy designing the plot these days After that, I can't help but start to make up my own life experience.

Is he a genetic mutation, albinism, picked up, or the product of Xi Dang Da?

It should be... not happy to be a father.Even if he is of mixed race, he must at least have a bit of desert ethnic characteristics, and his skin color will be slightly darker, not as light as it is now.The hair can't completely follow the neighbors—not to mention the neighbors, he has lived in Baixa City for so many years, and he has never seen a person with Shaobaitou who is as good as him.As for the genetic mutation, it is less likely than the chance of him being the main character through transmigrating, and if this is the case, the family will more or less mention it as a miracle or something.

So he was either carried, or albino?The whole family wanted to take care of his self-esteem and prevent him from feeling inferior because he was different from others, so they didn't even mention it.

From choosing one out of four to choosing one out of two, although the real reason is not known yet, these two are at least acceptable answers.Bai Zuzu thought about it all night, and waited until the next morning when it was light, and then went to the creek not far from the tent to wash and prepare breakfast, and waited for the magic fireworks to light up, then went outside to meet the professor and left the forest .

He didn't care about getting anything to eat, so he scoured half a bowl of rice to make porridge. After the pot was boiled, he used a frying pan to sauté the bacon, onions, carrots, a handful of shredded ginger, and a little salt. In the porridge pot, a simple meat porridge was cooked.Thanks to the fact that the author doesn't like to set things up, the distribution of plants in this book is completely unnatural. You can easily find everything that Chinese people eat, but the locals don't eat it very much.Before coming to the trial, he had packed a lot of ingredients and seasonings and stored them in the space ring. He could only eat hot food these days, otherwise he would have to eat dry bread and roast meat now.

When I went to the river to wash, the aroma of rice and bacon boiled out of the pot, and drifted into the distance together with the warm smoke.And in a woodland not far from the south, two poor students who had been eating roasted monster meat for half a month were hit on the head by this aroma, as if they were hooked by a small hook, and they walked toward the aroma without touching the ground. The source floats.

Floating halfway, Glass Mower woke up first, touched the heavy animal skin bag on his body, and stopped his friend: "Is this not good? Maybe the other party is not hospitable. We still have a lot of animal meat. Roasting can make up for a meal. Anyway, I can go home today..."

Seppertine's face suddenly came to him, his eyes filled with sorrow: "We can give him the meat of the monster in exchange for some food. Anyway, we will be classmates in the future, and this can be regarded as a good relationship in advance. Can you bear it?" Got your own craft? Or do you want to eat my baked ones?"

It wasn't just someone's stomach growling suddenly, which broke Glass's last bit of will to resist.

"Then try exchanging it with Warcraft meat."

The footsteps of the two were faster than when they were floating just now, and they ran along the thicker and thicker aroma. It didn't take long before they saw the hot pot of meat porridge beside the tent.The fire was not burning hot, and the bottom of the copper stew pot was blackened, but the upper half of the pot shone with dazzling brilliance, shining into the hearts of two hungry students.

Seppertine couldn't get his eyes out of the cauldron, but Glass's attention was taken away by the figure in a large white robe outside the tent.The man's robes were like snow, and his whole body was gilded by the sun, so familiar that his brain hadn't started to turn, and he had already called out: "Grandpa!"

Why did you reveal your secrets so quickly?He is a man with disguise technique in hand, can't he?Bai was so guilty that he was about to break out in a cold sweat, his neck was stiff and he twisted back inch by inch, his hands that were wrapped in the scarf were hanging in the air, and he forgot to put them down for a while.Because of the excessive excitement, his face was numb and expressionless, showing a cold expression, and his eyes directly met Glass's bright eyes in self-defeating.

However, when the two officially met, the light in Glass's eyes dimmed.

The delicate young face like a sculpture, the smooth chin, and the snow-white turban all showed that the person in front of him was not the grandfather he had been thinking about.Moreover, that indifferent and superior expression was like slapping Glass in the face, knocking him back to reality from the imaginary of having a close relationship with the old man.

This is a proud nobleman, not easy to get along with.

Glass was deceived by his sluggish reaction, combined with Bai's silk robe, turban and the gorgeous big tent next to him, he left such an impression at first glance.The heat in his heart faded, his eyes moved away from Bai's face, and he asked politely but alienated: "Sorry to bother you. My friend and I haven't eaten since last night, so we can't help but go along with it." I came here with the smell of food. We still have some monster meat in our hands, can we exchange something with you?"

His politeness finally brought Bai's heart back to his stomach.

#My disguise technique has really reached its peak#

#Stupid protagonist, do you think you can make me take the initiative to admit my identity by simply cheating?#

Bai recovered from the fright, and his brain began to function flexibly. First, he took off the space ring on his hand with the gesture of rolling the turban, and wrapped it in the turban.After annihilating the last evidence, he let go of his hands, still holding the posture of keeping strangers away, and walked into the tent with his hands.

As expected of the protagonist, this kid is so perceptive that he almost saw through his own perfect cross-dressing.If he said a few more words, it would really make him feel skinny. Would the second sub-plot be considered unfinished?

It's better to avoid the edge for now, and go to the pit next time when you are ready... No, help him.Bai touched his thumping chest, and his mental power penetrated into the space ring, randomly stowed the entire tent and everything in it, and then activated a gemstone collar button with wind magic on the robe, and it moved like the wind. Fleeing outside the dense forest.

In the blink of an eye, both the tent and the owner disappeared, leaving only a pot of hot meat porridge on the fire and two inexplicable diners.

Seppertine asked his friend with a blank face: "What did you do just now, how did you scare people away?"

Glass was more at a loss than him, and couldn't help touching his face, thinking whether he had suddenly been disfigured, or whether there was a ghost haunting his back.After confirming that there were neither of them, he simply stopped embarrassing himself, and said calmly: "That...the pot is probably for us to drink, so let's eat enough first, and we can meet again next time and thank you. "

Seppertine nodded again and again: "Yes, food can't be wasted!"

Afterwards, without anyone's instructions, he took the initiative to take out the plates, filled each plate full of porridge with wooden spoons, and started eating with the spoons.The soft and glutinous rice grains are mixed with bacon cut into small pieces, sweet and soft carrots and slightly spicy shredded ginger. It is unbelievably smooth, and it comforts his stomach that has been ruined by barbecue for a long time.

Such delicious porridge, to throw away the pot casually, is worthy of being a rich man who lives in a luxury tent!

It's a pity that there is too little porridge in the pot, and the two eat it separately, and each person can drink two shallow plates. Before they are full, they will see the bottom, which will arouse greedy insects, so they have to cook some monster meat in the pot. abdomen.But the contrast between the two flavors was too harsh, and the two couldn't bear it anymore. After looking at each other for a while, they poured out the pot of meat in a muffled manner, and walked to the meeting point outside the forest hungry.

When they were officially assembled, they saw Bai Across in the crowd again.His whole body looked as clean and shiny as that cauldron, and the white robe was covered with embroidered robes, decorated with gemstone buttons, reflecting dazzling brilliance in the sun.

There was an inexplicable impulse in Glass's heart, and he walked a few steps over there with the pot on his back, wanting to find out his name, or at least return the pot to him and ask him how he could cook such a fragrant porridge.But after walking a few steps, he was stopped by the professor, and was forced to queue up to show the results of the trial, and then listen to the professor who led the team summarize the results of the trial.And the owner of the thick-bottomed copper pot weighing more than ten kilograms on his back, Bai Across, stood far away in another open space, listening to the summary report made by the leader professor of the Martial Arts Academy.

Afterwards, the summary at the Martial Arts Academy ended first, and Bai turned around without hesitation, got in a gorgeous two-horse carriage, and left the forest.It wasn't until the car door was closed that he felt the line of sight stuck behind him disappear, and he let go of the worry of being exposed.

It's just that the hidden worry in this aspect disappeared, and another thing came to mind again.The car rattled towards the city, and the surrounding scenery passed before my eyes as if blown by the wind.As he got closer to home, the pale hands on his knees with light blue blood vessels became more and more obtrusive. Unexpectedly, Grandma Li's aria from "Red Lantern" rang out in his mind, as if pressing a single loop. He said: "Your father is not your real father, and grandma is not your real grandma!"