The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2454: Good-for-nothing
While those in the Rift Zone were still actively appealing to the essence of human society, those on the Sky Island were already enjoying family reunions and making dumplings.

Dumplings filled with wild chives, shallots, and eggs.

At least some of them are.

A pair of slightly chubby, slender, and pale hands were fiddling with a small, domestically raised five-colored centipede in a jujube wood basin, picking and choosing as it peeled its shell with a series of crackling sounds. The scene was both beautiful and terrifying, creating a very disjointed feeling.

The second stage of the second mutation requires a lot of care and honey from worker bees. It's quite natural that these wasteful bees would use the immature, discarded creatures as land-based shrimp.

Qin Zhenzhen bared her teeth, her face tense with fear, her whole body contorted. However, thinking about how delicious this thing would be after being successfully raised and its diet improved, even surpassing the red-headed centipede, her peeling movements were perfectly executed, large and decisive, while she kept muttering to herself, "Ugh, so disgusting! The feel of it is disgusting too!"

Suo Zhihui picked up a large centipede, about the length of a chopstick, from the basin: "I remember there were shrimp on the island, right? River shrimp and sea shrimp, there was no shortage?"

The young lady's voice drifted from the drying room: "There are no mutated species. They need more good food to keep them in their current state!"

"Sister Leilei, can you really eat this?"

"It's still better than the mutated wild ginseng meatball soup!"

"emmm"

Li Leisi, Li Cang, and Lao Wang were like three babies who weighed only 1,800 pounds and were over 3,090 months old. They were wrapped tightly in layers of tiger, bear, and wolf skin blankets, and each of them had a cup of mutated wild ginseng tonic tea. They were curled up on their respective old-age rocking chairs, feeling utterly hopeless.

Crunch, crunch, love, kindness.

It has many humanistic elements, but actually has very few human elements.

While grimacing in pain, Old Wang made the best of a bad situation and offered some very constructive advice: "Young lady, I want to drink that super, super, super spicy meat broth, not red or green, just clear broth. I'm not a big meat eater, I need to cleanse my stomach!"

"Hmm, pair it with a golden vegetable pancake with red and green vegetables. Of course, no carrots. Just use diced carrots cut from hot dog meat with skin and meat on, and I think Xiao Ba looks quite appetizing!"

"And pork knuckles, lots of big ones, just like the ones my mom stews, white braising, yellow braising, red braising, it's all fine. I have many good points, one of which is that I'm not picky about food and I always serve the best food, the kind of quality that's as good as gold!"

Qin Zhenzhen stared wide-eyed, trying to get a translation: "Is this even human language?"

A colorless but incredibly spicy and watery meat broth; a pancake with shredded vegetables and dog meat instead of carrots; and many large pork knuckles of Chef Kong's caliber.
您.
Aren't you afraid that the young lady will come over and finely chop the meat sauce for you?
Li Leisi, half-dead, chimed in, "Double ginseng flower and dragon soup, Acanthopanax senticosus soup with rice, shepherd's purse with sesame oil, and vegetarian sunflower-shaped minced meat!"

Qin Zhenzhen: "Huh?"

Li Cang said, "If she wants to drink Flying Dragon Soup, let's not waste the rest. How about I make some Chicken Blood Paste and slaughter a few mutated swans to stew with some peony roots?"

Qin Zhenzhen: "What is double ginseng flower? What is vegetarian sunflower minced meat? What is chicken blood porridge? What is swan stewed with peony?"

"Ginseng flower and sea cucumber flower, huh?" Qin Suozhi finished peeling the last precious centipede and wiped her hands. "Chicken blood porridge is basically gizzard and liver flowers stir-fried with chicken blood, something like that. As for the last one, you'll probably have to ask Miss Qin."

Qin Zhenzhen: "Is your Yanchuan cuisine really this wild? Do you Yanchuan people eat this well?"

“It was wilder before.” Suo Zhihui shrugged. “But we moved here after a job change, so we’ve never seen anything like that before.”

Li Cang shed his leather coat and stood up from the rocking chair. He looked down at his hands and arms, woven from the power of the three phases, and peeked inside through his collar. Frowning, he said with a sigh, "The recovery is so slow; eating later might take some effort."

Old Wang chuckled and said, "What's the most important thing about eating? Eating! Whether you have a mouth and a stomach or not doesn't really matter!"

Li Lei continued lazily, "You can still move?"

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The only one who could outmaneuver Li Leisi by a large margin in a life-or-death game with flesh and blood is probably the Mage. Old Wang was only saved by the Twin Gods slapping him to the ends of the earth because he was too noisy. Otherwise, he would be a dead man on the roadside by now.

One ton of rice.

Yes, these gluttons devoured more than a ton of mutated white rice from the base alone. The three dogs shaking the grill next to them almost lost half of their thirty lives. They ate from sunset to moonlight.

Qin Zhenzhen hugged her own little belly, utterly desperate. When it came to eating, Consort Ping was second to none, but at this moment, all she wanted was to exchange her bloodline ability for a bottomless pit.

They are still eating.

I keep eating it.

envious.

"Damn it, I don't know if it's just my imagination, but when it comes to filling my stomach, I always feel that the quick-acting life-saving pills, which should be more effective, are not as good as these home-cooked meals."

"It's just an illusion. Physical needs and spiritual needs can be two different things. But if that's how you put it, it seems I should indeed remind Aunt Jin to pay attention to the ratio of the fasting pills. A more varied formula would be more comprehensive!"

"Damn, if you want to sell watered-down meat, just say so! Why make it sound so high and mighty!"

"So the next step is to modify the Ginseng Nourishing Pill?"

"Does a good food ration make you work more?"

"Absolutely not!"

"Then what's the point of changing it?"

In the middle of the meal, Old Wang suddenly slammed his head on the table and fell silent. Everyone's pupils dilated in shock. Qin Zhenzhen's mouth was agape, and you could see her uvula drooping: "Is he... is he full, or... is he dead?"

The next second, Old Wang started snoring loudly.

Tai Xiaoyi sighed, "Then I'll take him upstairs first, you two can take your time eating?"

"Okay"

It's hard to imagine that this thing would be classified as a human in non-standard biological classifications. The wild boar is standing up, and the koala has fallen from the tree.

However, Li Leisi was in a similar situation. In the second half, she basically kept her eyes half-closed. Her body was still craving nutrition and mechanical feeding, but her soul was already tired and asleep.

"Would you like to roast a few more mutated antelopes? And some silver ant legs?" Suo Zhihui looked at Li Cang with heartache, who looked like he wanted to eat the whole table, but also found it pleasing to the eye: "Have some soup too, or you'll choke!"

Li Cang has largely regained his basic human form, looking lifelike and vibrant, with a renewed sparkle in his eyes. The dog glanced furtively at Li Leisi and said, "San Gouzi, go get a few blue wolves to test the waters. I'm short of mattresses!"

Suo Zhihui: "."

The Blue Wolf, Moon Bear, and Tattooed Rabbit are all products of the old Tili era, lacking any real skills, their only redeeming quality being their good looks. Even though these local specialties are practically worthless, Li Cang would still try to keep some samples on the Sky Island—well, not entirely to satisfy Da Lei's furry fantasies. The Blue Wolf possesses the physique of a lion, with a stunningly curvaceous figure and long, thick body hair that shines like a gemstone, the kind that even daily application of Pantene can't replicate.

As mutated creatures, it's unlikely they'll die naturally anytime soon. But artificially accelerating their death isn't entirely out of the question. After all, so many years have passed. Given that woman, Da Lei Zi, forgets things as soon as she lets them go, she probably wouldn't even recognize the hide of this thing if it were used as a bedclothes.

They settled Da Leizi and the others into a nearby wooden cabin to sleep. As a result, Suo Zhihui and Qin Zhenzhen had already woken up, while the magician was still eating.

The two of them froze as they stretched, looking at the large stew pot with several extra mouthfuls and the pile of bones next to the barbecue grill that could build a hut. Qin Zhenzhen felt a sense of relief, as if she had just escaped a disaster. She whispered, "Luckily we ran away so fast! We looked so delicious, otherwise he would have eaten us up too!"

"Greedy girl!"

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"Awake?" Li Cang waved his hand. "Come on, have dinner. I just made some buns with mutated Sharma filling, pork ribs, the perfect balance of lean and fat!"

"."

Sky Island doesn't support idlers. It's true that the horse's legs are provided with all their needs, and it's a good thing that they haven't been allowed to breed any mules. It's a testament to the kindness of the magician.

"Hello!" Qin Zhenzhen smacked Li Cangxin's head on his chin like a little train, sobbing, "Hello, hello, hello?"

Li Cang nodded and casually put the steamed bun in her mouth: "Hmm, much better. Eating some proper human food really does make you more human. Brother Suozi, here you go!"

"Hot!" Suo Zhihui rolled her eyes at him and shoved the second bun into Qin Zhenzhen's hand: "Who's your Suo-zi-ge! Go find your Master Lei!"

Horse meat is the kind of meat from large animals that has a strong, wild flavor, which Suo Zhihui doesn't really like. Besides, it's not even certain whether it can even be called horse meat.

Li Cang emphasizes sharing and gentle persuasion: "Those who have detoxified should try it, it's incredibly delicious!"

Suo Zhihui served herself a small bowl of mushroom soup: "I've been working day and night, so I don't have much of an appetite. Let me have some soup first. Are you in such a hurry to rush to the next event?"

"The Zerg Rift?" Li Cang hadn't even checked the forum activity yet: "There's probably no need for that for now. There's nothing there yet. Let those bastards do their oral gymnastics for now!"

Suo Zhihui sipped the bland mushroom soup slowly, her expression relaxing: "So you're not going back to the base anytime soon?"

"Let's discuss it again and observe the situation on the railway line first," Li Cang said. "The rebellious sons are on strike, so it may take some time for us to resume operations. Moreover, this holiday is probably not going to be too relaxing!"

"Ok?"

"fine!"

Suo Zhihui poured Li Cang a glass of shampoos and fruit wine: "Don't you want to take a nap?"

“Sleep isn’t a necessity. You can eat, wash up, and then sleep,” Li Cang said, looking at his wine glass. “Drinking twice during one meal, isn’t that a bit excessive?”

With a graceful dance of flowing sleeves, Suo Zhihui, her figure as swift as a butterfly, fluttered into his arms: "Your Majesty, please drink this cup to the brim!"

"Ouch!"

Li Cang was filled with respect and wanted to see it often.

No wonder our ancestors were always enjoying peace and prosperity; even he couldn't stand this. Pure gluttony, pure experience card of a tyrant.

Qin Zhenzhen curled up like a maggot: "Tch, so she can do that too, you vixen~"

Li Cang: "What are you doing?"

"I...I...Waaah! You're bullying me!"

"goose!"

The two looked like they were about to start fighting.

Li Cang smacked his lips, still wanting more, and yelled at a group of lackeys to clean up the mess scattered all over the floor: "Go wash up and go to bed!"

"Eh? Eh?"

"No, my clothes... these clothes were painted by Bai Huazi, they can't be washed!"

Pfft!
After a while, Qin Zhenzhen, holding two bath towels, fawned over Li Cang like a Valkyrie, happily fussing over him in an accent she'd picked up from who-knows-where: "Wow, little brother, you look so clean and fresh, quite the catch!"

Li Cang was amused by her: "Weren't you afraid to go to the women's bath?"

"No way," Qin Zhenzhen said. "Huihuizi taught me. It sounds like 'goose, goose, goose,' doesn't it? Doesn't she have a talent for languages?"

Li Cang nodded: "That's quite a good imitation of the Guangxi girl!"

"Hmph~" Qin Zhenzhen laughed so hard her eyes disappeared, then coughed lightly: "Brother, I'm here! Wow~"

"Okay, little sister, the whole night!"

She was rubbing her hands vigorously through gritted teeth, as if she wanted to spit sparks out of Li Cang. However, all she could actually do was imitate the word "cousin." When she sang it, it was a completely different version. Her naturally soft, sweet, and juicy voice was so captivating that it could kill you, making your bones melt.

Suo Zhihui's hair stood on end, and she subconsciously rubbed her arms. It was hard to believe that this was a natural voice. Perhaps it was a kind of talent: "Hey, you better not let Lei Lei hear that Guangdong Wisdom Voice. Otherwise, she'll have plenty of ways to torment you!"

Qin Zhenzhen shivered and muttered, "Tch, they're all being really careful!"

Compared to the bizarrely compatible pair of Suo Zhihui and Li Leisi, Qin Zhenzhen is a completely normal person. Unless she can't help it, she usually uses only a "normal" voice. The world is a dangerous place, even our Consort Ping has to wear a mask to pretend to be herself.

Suo Zhihui: "Stop rubbing him, he's asleep!"

Qin Zhenzhen: "Huh?"

So the two of them rode on an inflatable dolphin and stared at Li Cang for a long time. After a while, perhaps having seen enough, Suo Zhihui suddenly said, "How about we do his makeup, give him a woman's make-up?"

Qin Zhenzhen was tempted but hesitated: "Didn't he put on makeup after he lost last time? He looked so good, I'm afraid I can't resist!"

"A woman should know how to please herself. Where's my bag? Go get it!"

"Shall we get him out of here first?"

The two of them fussed over Li Cang, even changing his clothes, and were quite satisfied. Unfortunately, no one was going to appreciate it. One day, two days, three days, four days passed, and the three of them didn't wake up. The two of them didn't even see the little young lady's shadow. If it weren't for the little young lady's large stockpile of food, Comrade Guangkouping's wonderful trip to the Sky Island would have turned into a survival adventure in the wilderness.