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Chapter 67 Iris' Dinner
Chapter 67 Iris' Dinner

While thinking about how to trick the players into joining him at that time, Linton opened his personal panel.

His task was inexplicably completed, indicating that there should be a new skill.

【Name: Linton Crewihill】

【Occupation: Necromancer】

[Level: Lv.25 (46/21875)]

【属性：力量4、体质3、敏捷4、智力22、魅力-10、幸运1(可用自由属性点x4)】

[Evaluation: The combat power is as high as five wild boars! ! 】

[Backpack: [Concealer (Gold)], [Various Weapons and Skill Books xN], [Remnants of "Death Document Part [-]"], [Stone of the Hidden Moon]]

[Skills: [Prisoner Lv.1], [Perfect Doll Lv.1], [Summoning (Necromantic) Lv.2], [Final Eulogy Lv.2], [God Apocalypse False Lv.1] (Available free skill point x1)]

Linton looked at the last line of the skill bar, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The name of the skill that should have belonged to [Devil Game] was changed to [God Apocalypse·False] at this moment.

Did he prostitute something from God?

Shaking his head, he clicked on the skill introduction.

[Divine Enlightenment Pseudo Lv. 1: Can you pass to? ? ?Enshrining "devotion" replaces the power bestowed by the gods. This power can be provided to any object including oneself. The degree of power changes according to the devotion enshrined. Every point of devotion will increase all attributes by 0.1%.Piety can be gained by spreading faith. (Current piety: 0)]

[Skill overview: The gods will not pay attention to the visits of mortals, but I can slap the paper on his face for you——]

Linton blinked.

Sure enough, the light was playing tricks.

Maybe this skill is the deposit that Guang gave him?
Among other things, the effect of the skill is really strong, because it does not say that there is an upper limit.

If he had saved tens of thousands of points of piety and offered them up at one time, Linton felt that he would not have to be so embarrassed when facing the bone dragon. He could throw it to death with just a stone.

Having said that, this piety does not seem to be easy to deal with.

Spreading faith, what kind of spreading method?Whose faith is preached?Will the truth?

Linton felt that he was not a good stick at first, and could not do missionary work.

Secondly, if he doesn't believe in Allah himself, does he still expect others to believe?

Sighing, Linton didn't think about it for the time being, so he gave some attribute points first.

Four free attribute points, he gave one point for constitution, and the rest for intelligence.

It's not for any reason, it's just that there is a three sandwiched between two fours, which is not pleasing to the eye.

But after clicking, he felt that 444 seemed a little unlucky, and he was asking for trouble.

In terms of skill points, new skills are given, so that the increase rate of piety per point has changed from 0.1% to 0.15%, which is not a small improvement.

After doing this, he almost walked to the door of his small house.

Pushing open the door, Linton just stepped over the threshold with one foot, and suddenly stopped in the air, turned his head and went out to look at the house number.

"That's right, this is my home."

Walking into the room again, the sight in front of him was simply unbelievable.

He vaguely remembered that when he left, although the room wasn't considered dirty, it couldn't be said that the environment was good, but at this moment, the room was as brand new as if it had been redecorated.

The floor was spotless, the books on the table were neatly piled up, the stove was on fire, and the boiler was covered, as if something was cooking.

"Are you back?" Iris' voice came from behind him, "What are you doing here? Go in!"

"O, O"

Linton was pushed by Iris and walked into the room.

Miss Doll ignored him, placed the newly unpacked dinner plate on the stove, lit the candle that Linton bought in the morning, rubbed her hands, and counted down the minutes and seconds.

Probing his head and taking a few glances at the steaming pot, Linton asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"Cooking!" Iris turned her head back, looking like a fool.

"So you really know how to cook?!" Linton was very surprised. Originally, he thought that it would be good if he didn't put out the fire when he came back. It seems that he misunderstood
"Wait, what you made...isn't it actually made of that biscuit salsa?"

"Yup!"

"So. How much did you put in?"

Iris pondered for a moment: "Weier didn't tell me the specifics when she told me this recipe, she just said the right amount, so I let it go based on my feeling that it's almost time, and it's time to start cooking."

She lifted the lid of the pot, scooped out the contents and put them on a plate.

"Here, yours."

Linton held the spoon, a little afraid to take a bite of the set meal.

The appearance of this dish is not very strange, it is very similar to the kind of mashed potatoes sold in Kaifeng dishes, with black bitter bees dotted on it, a bit like chocolate beans.

As for red ant hot sauce and slime liquid, it can't be seen from the outside that they have been put in.

Maybe try?

Linton took a spoonful and put it in his mouth, his eyes suddenly became dull.

Quietly touching Iris, who was vigilantly observing the man's expression like a kitten, her expression tightened.

This is the first time she cooks for one person.

Although she often brought some food to Weier before, it was just what was left over from her free time, and this time, she deliberately took her most precious toy from the Necromancer. He took it out of the locked toy box and placed it in front of him, allowing him to judge and play with him.

——Perhaps it cannot be said to be laissez-faire.

Because as long as Linton has any rejection, dislike, or any other bad emotions on her cooking, she will immediately grab the plate and pour the results of a busy day into the In the trash can, and use all the wisdom of his life to compile excuses and explanations for his bad taste and his behavior.

Iris held her breath, as quiet as an old monk passed away, trying to capture any subtle expression on the man's face.

What was he thinking about?Why don't you talk?

Just when the girl was about to lose her composure, Linton let out a long sigh.

"Iris, I think I have to apologize to you."

Iris pressed her right hand with her left hand to grab the plate, and asked cautiously, "What?"

"I thought that your cooking skills would be terrible." Linton said, "But in fact, the taste of this dish is beyond my imagination."

The viscous substance seems to melt in the mouth, and the taste is like the favorite mung bean smoothie in summer, but compared to the simple sweetness of mung bean paste, the main taste of this dish that I don’t know how to call it is like mint It was cool, but when he tasted it deeper, there was still a touch of sweetness waiting for him.

Iris felt that her lips were suddenly out of her control, so she could only turn her head away and said little by little: "It's just. Average. You're too ignorant."

"Anyway, thank you."

Linton clasped his hands together and sincerely thanked him.

He suddenly remembered.

It's been a long time since anyone reminded him.

——The time is up, it's time to eat.

a long time.

Miss Doll scratched her face and looked out the window.

The sun is about to set, and overwhelming darkness sweeps the world.

But that has nothing to do with her.

Dinner was delicious, warmed by candlelight.

　Thanks to the boss of "Innocent Xiaolang's" for the reward of 100 starting coins, thank you very much! !
　　(ps: Everyone remember to eat well! Don’t stay up late!! (*^▽^*))

　　
　
(End of this chapter)