Chapter 2 Life of a professional player is like this
"Master, how do you plan to deal with that monster that looks like a snake-cockmon?"
On the way up the mountain, the housekeeper expressed his doubts.
Yeats looked for his target and picked a handful of wild berries.
Then he took out the glass can brought from the carriage, put the wild berries in it, crushed it and squeezed the juice, and then explained:
"This is the wild berry in the gorgon's diet, mixed with sage and other herbs to make juice. If it is really the culprit, then it can be lured out."
Phocas looked slightly solemn. He looked at the young master with admiration from the bottom of his heart: "I understand, when the snake-cock beast appears, we will try to kill it!"
"The method is quite simple, just add this to the juice-"
It was the harvest season. Yeats pointed at the plump round wild fruits on the glowing leaves and said with a smile: "Glossy croton."
Forcas's expression suddenly became quite strange.
"Are you going to give a laxative to the viper?"
Yeats smiled: "In fact, poison can also be made by adding spider silk mushrooms and mildew, but the most suitable ingredients around here are Croton. "
This is not an ordinary laxative. It is a powerful laxative improved by Yeats, a lifestyle player. In addition to croton, common ingredients such as moist mushrooms and red coriander are added.
"Phantom" has a high degree of freedom. Yeats created this new formula one day. It is cheap and practical. Once it came out, it was regarded as a powerful means of catching pets.
If you want to catch high-level babies, first give the wild monsters a set of Yeats-named packages.
It’s hard to improve the intimacy of a baby caught in this way...
“This method just confirms one of my conjectures.”
Yeats mixed the laxative and said thoughtfully : "The snake-cock beast, as the name suggests, has a chicken at one end and a snake at the other. Many people don't know whether it is the head of the chicken or the head of the snake."
"And using Yeats's method, I think To determine which side of a chicken or snake is the head and which side is the tail, just look at which side they eat and which side they squirm on."
Fokas was expressionless.
Young Master, you have quite an academic pursuit!
Soon, Yeats’s special version of wild berry juice was prepared and placed in a conspicuous place as bait. Yeats and Fokas waited secretly.
Not long after, a large rooster with a unique shape walked out of the bush with majestic steps. It was about the size of an ostrich, and the python at the end neighed.
“No matter how you look at it, it seems that over the chicken head is the head of the cockatrice, right?” Fokas murmured to himself.
“Shh, it’s coming!”
The snake, chicken, and beast smelled the charming fragrance and saw the juice, and suddenly became hungry and thirsty, and rushed over.
Observing closely for the first time, it was discovered that the cockatrice actually used the snake's tail to ingest juice. Phocas was surprised:
"Master, is it possible that the snake is the head of the cockatrice?"< br>
"No, Phocas, I just thought of a loophole in the plan just now."
Yeats said seriously: "The cockatrice may also use the same head to eat and excrete."< br>
Forkas:?
The words fell and a violent attack occurred.
The cockatrice staggered, its tail frantically foamed at the mouth, and even its head began to spray.
Fokas was confused, this... no wonder the academic community has been unable to reach a conclusion!
"Okay, now it should be no threat." Yeats said disgustedly, "Phocas, go and kill it."
"...As you command, young master."
Fokas drew out the iron sword he carried and fluently dealt with the cockatrice, cutting it in two.
Yeats was a little surprised when he looked at Phokas's smooth swordsmanship.
I can’t tell, you old man is still a master!
The waves in Phokas's heart became even more turbulent. He muttered for a moment and asked:
"Master, when did you gain such amazing potion skills?"
This is how professional players live.
You can't defeat the wild monsters, so you can only rely on food and potions to force your way through.
“Interest is the best teacher.” Yeats fooled casually, “Take this snake-tailed rooster back for business.”
Fokas had the feeling of seeing the young master grow up. Feeling pleased, he opened the big sack and started packing it, and stood up with a strong shoulder.
"Master, now I have more and more confidence in Chenshuangling and his party!" the old housekeeper said confidently.
Yeats:?
Lao Deng, I’m warning you, don’t set up a flag for me!
Foot of the mountain.
The sunset gradually sets.
The viper was successful and was used as evidence before the villagers.
Surprise, awe, and shame were all expressions on the faces of the villagers.
Gray had been released, her hair was tied into a single ponytail, and a hand ax commonly used by bandits was pinned to the waist of her leather armor. She turned her wrist and said angrily:
"Did you see it? I'm not a witch at all, and this is proof!"
The village chief looked pale and was about to kneel down to Gray.
The girl jumped back.
"No, old man, I can't afford it." Gray said coldly, "According to Article 7 of page 30 of the Imperial Code, I now require you to pay compensation and apologize."< br>
“You are right.”
“Just give the compensation to that beautiful young master——”
Gray vented his dissatisfaction: “Then the other people in your village People, please apologize to me one by one, or I will send you all to prison! Do you hear me? Say something!" Yeats accepted the money bag handed to him with a smile.
Weighing the weight of the money bag, Yeats's smile gradually faded and he said in a deep voice: "Madam, isn't this right?"
The peasant woman said uneasily: "Young Master, Is there any problem?"
"These are just the apology you gave to this adventurer——"
Yeats said: "I help to defeat the snake chicken beast, and I need another reward. Are you right? ”
Looking at the handsome and smiling young man, the villagers looked nervous and looked to the village chief for help.
After all, he was in the wrong, and the Baron’s request was not excessive. The village chief nodded with a wry smile.
Warcraft materials can also be sold for money. Yeats instructed Phocas to put the sack containing the cockatrice on the carriage, purchase supplies, and prepare to set off.
“Please wait!”
As expected, Gray followed up.
"My name is Gray. I am a dragonborn who is traveling and practicing. I was regarded as a witch due to a misunderstanding."
Gray introduced herself, put her forehead with one hand, and sighed as if she didn't want to think about it. Said: "Anyway, thank you very much for your generous help."
"Dragonborn, what is that?" Yeats asked knowingly.
Hearing this, Gray raised his chest proudly: "To put it simply, he is a warrior who shoulders the mission of hunting the ancient dragon!"
The ancient dragon, synonymous with powerful monsters in the world, was born in ancient times. Surviving to this day, each one has a powerful force that can rival natural disasters.
The boss of the guild in the same game as "Phantom" would always take the freshly hunted cologne meat, ask Yeats to help cook, and then use the buffs provided by the cooking to continue playing dungeons.
Now, I have traveled to this world and will soon become a small nobleman in a remote fiefdom.
Yeats had no lofty ideals and just wanted to live a life of eating and waiting to die.
But according to the description of the cooking text in the game, Gulong’s meat is all top-notch delicious.
This made Yeats, a professional player in life, very curious...
"By the way, you are the young master of the Brondi family? So you must be very rich."
Gray smiled shyly, standing under the sunset with her ponytail flying, saying rudely request.
"Actually, all my supplies have been exhausted. I hope you can sponsor some food and the like. It would be great if you could let me go with you."
Grey He said righteously: "I will remember your kindness. When I hunt a real ancient dragon in the future, all the spoils will be yours!"
Yeats:?
If you are looking for death, don't take me with you!
However, Gray’s ability to defeat the ancient dragon happened decades later in the game’s plot.
We can use her help to develop the trip to Chenshuang Ridge.
“Actually, I do lack an accompanying escort.” Yeats weighed the bag of money he just received. “If you agree to serve as a guard for one year, this bag of silver coins will be considered as an advance commission. Of course, supplies will be provided to you.”
“One year?” Gray glanced at Yeats and asked, “Can I ask where you are going this time?”
"Border of the Kingdom, Morning Frost Ridge."
"Okay, I promise you!"
Under the setting sun, the girl with a single ponytail smiled like a flower.
Yeats felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.
If you agree so decisively, is it possible that an ancient dragon can be produced in such a remote place?
In this world, monsters are rampant. The powerful monsters represented by ancient dragons have the power to destroy the world and have unparalleled delicious meat.
If you want to survive, in the final analysis, you must strengthen your ability to protect yourself.
But how can a helpless college student like me protect myself?
Yeats was thinking, while Gray was marveling at the luxurious carriage, following the routine of the online novel, he concentrated on it and thought silently in his heart.
"System?"
No response.
Yeats is right to cover his face, but how could it really be effective?
I am too middle-aged.
"...panel?" Yeats changed the name.
【Ding——】
Never heard such a sweet sound.
Yeats: "..."
This is really interesting!
The light blue text slowly appeared in front of my eyes, and the golden entry in the talent column firmly attracted Yeats's surprised gaze.
“Talent, the spirit of food?”
Dear readers, Beichuan, I am back!
The new book was postponed for a month. I discussed it with the editor for a long time and couldn’t decide on the beginning. In the end, I chose the best subject.
Food, pets, relaxation, focusing on daily life!
Looking forward to the new book period, I hope you will support Kouya!
(End of this chapter)