Survival in the wilderness: start a piece of land

Wandering NPCs are inherently precarious, drifting to the villages of living NPCs, and meeting players to do tasks at the same time, they can mix into the village to buy some food and drink reserves, otherwise they can only rely on themselves.

But each life-type NPC has different requirements for food, and they can't eat as much as they want now.

So no one was polite, they ate a table of dishes, and in the end, the boss's hand that was about to pack was held tightly by the boss, and the young man's face was no longer dark, but slightly red, it was ashamed to be thrown out of the circle up!
They ate and drank enough, and strolled leisurely in the territory. They especially loved watching the small fish swimming among the crops, holding torches, each of them looked like naughty children.

Boo Fang looked out the window quietly, with a gentle smile on his delicate and clean face.

Cheng Qing glanced at it and didn't pay attention, until a few NPCs returned to their caravan, and then washed up and entered the bedroom.

In the dead of night, the first day of player voting was about to end. Because of the sudden visit of an NPC, the agreed dinner could not be fulfilled. Cheng Qing took the time to chat with a few friends before going to bed.

According to what several people said, it was immediately discovered that the game system supervision was really in place, and they tried their best to prevent players from cheating and soliciting votes.

In desperation, they voted more than half of the 10 votes for the players in the Eastern District, and kept a few before finding the one they liked from all the photos.

Although the game system didn't say it clearly, after a large number of personnel screening, nine out of ten the integration will be turned on again after the evaluation, otherwise the global platform will not appear out of nowhere.

All things considered, they don't want the Eastern Region to be merged into other regions. Who knows what the players in other regions are like.

Obviously not everyone has the same idea. After all, since the big screening, the player avatars in all areas are in a transparent state that can be queried, unless you blur the avatar information yourself.

Players who have lost news of their loved ones and companions will benefit from this opportunity to let go of the pictures.If relatives and friends are not in the same district, they are naturally willing to vote for each other.

This is the case for Zhao Zhao. Three classmates in her dormitory were reduced to the West District. Even though she couldn't contact them directly, she was so happy that she burst into tears looking at their colorful headshots. She voted for each of them, and the last one went to 3 with the fewest votes.

Zhao Ana and Mengchun were not as lucky as her. Anyway, they haven't found a familiar face so far, so they discussed with Cheng Qing and voted as they wished.

Cheng Qing glanced at his picture data, and the critical point on the first day was 1 votes, and the proportion of voters was mostly from players from the Eastern District, and there were scattered votes from players from the South and North, but there were no voters. Western.

She spent a whole day thinking about it, but she really didn't have the energy to explore the reason. She thought that tomorrow she would treat her legs with Bo Fang, so she went to bed early.

Dreaming at night is constantly breaking bones and sizzling, cooking a pot of bone soup tomorrow morning, I am hungry.

The air in the territory is very good. When the sky was slightly bright, the NPCs were woken up by the snoring of pigs.

They parked the caravan on the left side of the main road, right next to the pigsty and the cowshed. After going out, they didn't smell any fishy smell, but a fruity smell. When they turned their heads, they could see the fruit on the right side. Fruitful.

Immediately after being attacked by the fruity aroma, there was a strong, mellow broth smell coming from the safe house.

The brothers ran happily to the front of the house carrying Bo Fang, and before knocking on the door, the door opened from the inside, it was Bo Jiao, who had slept all night with Little Pink Pig in his arms last night.

"You guys are so slow!" the girl complained delicately, "Qingqing cooked a big pot of bone soup, and she said what she eats will make up for it!"

Cheng Qing came out of the kitchen, just in time to hear Ao Fang's embarrassed words, "Don't stop me, we are here for medical treatment, not for food!"

As a result, when I turned around, the brothers happily raised their spoons.

Boil Fang: ... promising!
Of course, Cheng Qing's soup was not made for boiling. She rejected her friend's appointment because of an NPC yesterday, so naturally she has to make more delicious food to compensate everyone.

A bowl of bone soup per person is just right, and 2 big bones can be thrown to big lions and tigers to chew.

Put cabbage and onions in the soup to relieve the greasiness, and then steam a pot of rice. The rice in the soup is so comfortable to eat in the morning.

The cabbage was given to her by the village chief after the panda Tuantuan had done the task in the East Village. He gave her a total of 10 cabbages, as well as a basket of green onions and leeks.

While the 7 little ones were cooking, Cheng Qing had already saved 2 cabbage hearts, planted them in stone flower pots, and put them in storage room No. 1 to encourage them to germinate as soon as possible.When the pods grow, you can get more vegetable seeds from the cabbage pods.

At that time, it will be directly planted in the ground to realize the freedom of Chinese cabbage.

The NPCs ate deliciously, and Bo Jiao, who was immersed in the soup, couldn't help complaining, "Brothers' cooking skills are too bad. Every time they cook, they are like frying pans. Not only does the fireplace get dirty, but even It's like I rolled out of the fire."

Cheng Qing couldn't help recalling the image of the six brothers yesterday, and finally found the reason.

Cheng Ritianxia asked consciously, "Why don't you do it yourself, it's easy to cook."

I don't know whether it's blushing from embarrassment or drinking the hot soup on Aojiao's little face, but she always raises her head blushing, "I...I'm not good at cooking."

"If He cooks, it's not just a frying pan. We have to repair the car every day." The boss glanced at his sister, and revealed the old story unceremoniously.

"But along the way, I can protect you!" Aojiao stretched out her slender arms, and made a lifting motion. The naked eye could see a group of muscles lying on the biceps femoris.

The brothers stopped talking and buried their faces in the bowl intently.

Cheng Qing's eyes flickered slightly, so the skill of Aojiao is biased towards the value of force?
She winked at Little Fenzhu, who pretended not to see, Cheng Ritian groaned, and pushed his half bowl of soup to Fenzhu.

A pair of pupils lit up, and Xiaofenzhu's eyes regained their brightness this time, and he took a bowl and drank it in one gulp, rubbed against Cheng Ritian shyly, and nodded his head emphatically.

Cheng Qing stared blankly at Cheng Ritian, who was bearing the burden of humiliation, but it was unnecessary, she could just ask if it was okay.

But just beware of letting go of ghosts and taking the opportunity to announce some tasks that she can't achieve.

It was useless to think too much and wasted a good meal. Cheng Qing also lowered his head and finished the meal with concentration, and sent the soup left to his friends one by one.

After the meal, she brought out the ordinary red fruits picked in the past two days together with strawberries to treat guests. Several NPCs liked to eat them, especially the red fruits that melted in the mouth as if they contained juice. They were sweet and mellow. Sell.

Only then did Cheng Qing know that NPCs would also exchange supplies through the platform.

"So what's the use of Mithril and gold coins?"

Boo Fang chuckled, "Currency in circulation is the greatest use."

She froze for a moment, but she still didn't quite understand, but obviously the other party didn't intend to continue explaining.

Cheng Qing didn't bother him too much, just because he was disgusting, he asked how he was after a night of rest, seeing that he was full of energy, he immediately put the operation on the agenda.

She went to the bathroom to wash her hands, then soaked a clean cotton cloth with white wine, and wiped the crevices of her fingers.

Because of the lack of anesthesia drugs, Boo was mentally prepared and bit a wooden stick in advance, allowing the six brothers who had also sterilized him to firmly hold him down.