The Death Knell

Latest website: The small door at the bottom of the pond will inevitably give Su Ming a sense of sight. If you think about it for a moment, it feels like a white porcelain basin on the sink. Pick up the plug and water will flow into the sewer.

So Superman's freezing of the lake also has this benefit. There is no need to move in the sewage for the time being. You can search for the items left by Brutus.

The so-called personal safe house is actually more like a vegetable cellar. There is no decoration inside, but a lot of soybeans are stored.

Bag after bag, even the ones underneath had some sprouts, and fluorescent green leaf petals appeared.

Seeing this scene, Su Ming seemed to have seen Brutus's hard life. He was reluctant to eat when he was hungry and saved a little bit of radiation beans, and he secretly hid in this place no one knew about.

When night fell and no one was paying attention, he himself teleported into the safe house, counting beans one by one under the faint oil lamp, feeling the injustice of fate and the difficulty of life, dialing his own little abacus...

No matter what, Su Ming didn't come for this. Since the space was not too big, he could say that he found what he was looking for in an instant.

Jumping down from the vertical well, and within three or five steps, there is a simple stone table. On the table is a large transparent glass jar, which looks a bit like a household product for pickling pickles.

However, the contents of the jar are not suitable for home travel. It is a brain-like monster. Its body looks like a human brain, but it also has many tentacles. Some black liquid is produced, and then its tentacles will absorb the liquid and return to the body.

It constantly rolls and climbs in the jar, occasionally turning inside and out, making a harsh squeaking sound, as if it was scraping glass with a sharp tool.

But those squishy tentacles didn't make a pattering sound, they were very regular, as if they were sending some secret messages.

When Su Ming saw it, it obviously also noticed the strange human being. A blood-red eye suddenly opened on the human brain-like body, and it instantly locked him, and the black pupils were full of scrutiny and suspicion. color.

"Is this the contact device Zubaduo gave to Brutus..." Facing such a distorted creature, the death knell walked to the side of the jar and looked at it as usual: "What did the first impression say? What? It's disgusting."

"Huh."

The strangled black bean sprouts also emerged and nodded. It had already known from the host's mind that there were unspoken rules in the tentacle world.

As a tentacle monster, it's either black or red. If it doesn't work, you have to choose a dark color, so that it is dark and **** enough to better set off the atmosphere.

But what about this guy? The white tentacles, the white body, the mouth, nose and ears and eyes like human beings, and the continuous circulation of body fluids from the inside and outside. It's really disgusting!

However, the host's guess should be correct. Strangling felt that this weird creature was emitting a special kind of biological brainwaves, and this was the communication tool he was looking for.

"This kind of creature, if the adjutant studies it, it should have taken a detour." Fate pulled a side chair and sat down, picked up the jar and looked left and right: "Why don't you just eat it and copy its abilities? "

"Huh huh?"

Bean sprouts tilted his head. Although it likes to eat brains, this thing is constantly flowing with black water with radiation, which does not look very delicious.

The cloak also turned up a corner at this time, and it wrote on the dusty table: ‘Response with Void Energy’.

But when he said that, Su Ming didn't know whether it meant that he couldn't eat by strangulation, or the cloak itself wanted to eat more.

As their owner, it is often necessary to maintain fairness and justice. This kind of problem cannot help the Supreme Master. He took off his mask and took out a cigarette spot, took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke ring, and squinted his eyes:

"Why don't you choke and eat it, cloak, you drink soup?"

The symbiote and the demon floating cloak suddenly showed a weak appearance. Obviously, they didn't want to enjoy something that looked evil and had something to do with the Void Hand.

"Huh."

Strangulation means that even if it starves to death, where does it jump from...

Its transmission of thought was interrupted because it found that it seemed to be one.

"Don't panic, there is an old saying in the heavenly dynasty:'things that look ugly will taste delicious'-by Lu Xun."

The original appearance of an ingredient does not determine its taste. The key processing and processing will make many unremarkable ingredients glow miraculous. After all, as a celestial person, this is the confidence that the history of civilization has brought to him.

As long as the technique is right, the seasoning and the heat are in place, some people think the braised insoles made by the super chef are delicious, right?

Su Ming doesn't know how to cook. It can be said that in addition to barbecues, he can mix cold dishes at most, but it doesn't matter. If you don't know how to cook, just put it in the prepared red oil soup and cook it. .

Naohuashabu hot pot is often eaten at ordinary times, cooking is not good, but he has no problem with his knife skills.

"I brought the hot pot of red soup, but I didn't give it to Luther."

Su Ming said to his little pets that he took out another packaged convenient hot pot from his pocket, and skillfully opened the package, putting the bottom material of red oil bag, lime powder, bagged water, ingredients and vegetables, etc. It's ready.

Then he opened the jar on the table and reached out to grab the brain-like creature.

When his hand touched this monster, his eyes seemed to penetrate the boundless void, and in the distance of endless darkness, he saw a huge black shadow sitting on a pitch-black throne.

It's strange to say that it is a black shadow in the pitch-black void, and you can't see its outline, but you know it is there.

The black image took a look at Su Ming's direction, and then the hallucination-like vision faded. Even the brain monsters in the jar no longer struggle, as if they have accepted the fate of being in the pot.

Su Ming groaned for a moment, but the movement of his hand did not change. He took out the brain-like monster with one hand and placed it in his palm. With the other hand, he took out the lightsaber and cut it into slices. He also changed each slice of his brain easily. With a cross knife.

Put the cut brain flowers into a small box, pour the bottom material, add winter bamboo shoots and fish tofu and other side dishes, and then add water to the lime below.

Close the lid and press it with the glass jar on the side, listening to the sliced ​​monster still squeaking, accompanied by the grumble sound of lime reaction, like a symphony.

As the scent of red oil gradually diffused, Su Ming directly heated the remaining black water in the big jar with cosmic energy, collected the juice, and poured it on the vegetables when they were ready to boil, and used it as the oil. .

Not to mention, although this monster looks very curious and has too strong vitality, it really has no peculiar smell. As the cooking process unfolds at a high speed, it even emits some unfamiliar meat aromas.

With the help of cosmic energy to heat up, the hot pot will be a big success after two or three minutes. With the action of lifting the cover to lift the seal and soaring into the sky, the unprecedented smell permeates the small underground vegetable cellar.

Su Ming went to the soybean side and grabbed a handful of bean sprouts. UU看书www.uukanshu.com sprinkled it into the box to make a decoration. Then he poured the black water with the juice on top to make a classic topping.. ....

Suddenly, a confused stew exuding black light and purple mist appeared.

The food that Xiao Wang usually cooks looks similar, especially when the monster's eyes are always staring at the ceiling. It looks very similar.

"Eat." Su Ming touched the bean sprouts and the cloak on the table, and pushed the food on the table: "After a little delay, eat quickly, the bait over there may be fished soon."

"Huh."

In fact, the strangulation was started without the host's reminder. Its black tentacles picked up a brain flower and stuffed it into its mouth, and its teeth like small files creaked and creaked.

It doesn’t forget to express its opinions when eating—it’s so fragrant.

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