Let You Open A Cafeteria, And All The Students Have Become Martial Arts Saints?

Zhou Renjie thought very clearly, and there was a hint of broken cans in his words.

A large group of them left, and it would definitely not work to just stay with those few teachers and a group of students from the Zhanwu Academy.

Zhou Renjie still doesn't know what Tianli Sect and the monster clan of Daliang Mountain are secretly planning.

But what is certain is that without Wuwangzuo Town, it is absolutely unsafe.

Just take them all over, one counts as one, and they all come to Daliang Mountain to resist the beast tide.

It's better to say it.

This is serving the country, fighting on the front line to protect ordinary people, and it can also increase the resources and rewards of the military department.

After understanding what Zhou Renjie meant, all the teachers were overjoyed, and Kang He hurried to the Zhanfa Academy to recruit him.

It didn't take long for the teachers and students of the two colleges to move.

Different from the joy of the students of the Zhanwu Academy, the "890" was short of setting off firecrackers to celebrate, while the teachers and students of the Zhanfa Academy were full of joy.

What the hell are you doing?

It's just a beast horde, does it need such a big battle?

Many senior students are extremely dissatisfied. They have already been there once, why should they go again.

But now that Hu Tianyuan is not here, neither is the principal, Zhou Renjie is the biggest in the school, they have no right to refuse.

Before departure, Zhou Renjie strictly forbade anyone to report to Hu Tianyuan, not to say a word.

Seeing the ferocious expression on his face, all the teachers and students of the School of Warfare swallowed their saliva, and obediently nodded in response.

At the same time, the freshmen who are far away in Daliang Mountain don't know what they are about to face.

At this moment, they are running the breathing method crazily, their mouths grow big, and they keep taking deep breaths.

"More, more, more!"

Curls of cooking smoke came out vaguely, mixed with the cold air and spread outwards, before it drifted far, it was completely sucked by this group of warriors.

"It's so fragrant!" said a girl intoxicated.

The air is full of the fragrance of herbs and the mellowness of the bone broth. Like a graceful woman, she uses her delicate fingers to gently help you relax. The brain is blank and the body is extremely comfortable.

In the kitchen, the golden flames scorched the bronze cauldron, and the temperature in the room reached a terrifying level.

Sincerity was sweating profusely, Chu Lingxi and Ning Weiwei took turns wiping him, and they couldn't even take care of themselves.

"Old man Qin, I'm at a loss for this meal, you have to exchange two tokens!"

Xia Cheng gasped and complained, but Qin Lie, who was floating in mid-air, ignored him and stared at the scene in the cauldron.

At this time, the bones in the cauldron had disappeared, and the slightly viscous milky white soup was bubbling.

From last night to now, Xia Cheng has been dealing with this pot of medicinal food, and he didn't even have time to make lunch at noon today.

Like an extraction, all the essence was kept as much as possible, and finally turned into what it is today.

"It is said that the alchemist will produce the fragrance of the alchemy when he successfully refines the high-level elixir, you kid is dizzy from the beginning to the end when cooking.

Qin Lie praised vigorously, and then asked eagerly: "I think it's about the same, let's fill it out quickly.

Xia Cheng rolled his eyes: "What's the rush, wait a minute, I've already left ninety-nine steps, is there still time left?"

After another half an hour, the milky white in the cauldron faded and turned into a jelly-like substance that settled at the bottom.

But the soup became very clear.

"alright."

Xia Cheng put away the flame, let out a heavy sigh of relief, and sat down on the chair, unable to straighten up.

It's so tiring, it's simply not human work.

His cultivation is still too low, and the tyranny of the sixth-order monster is far beyond imagination. Just a few bones and flesh make Zhenxin exhausted.

If a living monster stands in front of him.

Just raise your hands and surrender, close your eyes and wait for death.

"You still have to work hard, kid. Hurry up and cultivate to the innate level. When the time comes, I'll find you a Martial King Monster Beast to practice with."

Qin Lie said with some distaste, he was so angry that he was half dead with sincerity.

Qin Lie picked up the big bowl that had been prepared long ago, um, to be precise, it should be a pot, and filled it up.

Regardless of the blazing high temperature, he took a big sip directly.

boom!

The seemingly bland clear soup exploded directly in his mouth.

He couldn't tell what it was like, as if he had lost his sense of taste, he could only feel the warm current passing from the tip of his tongue, down the esophagus, and into his stomach.

Roar!

The sound of the tiger roaring in the mountains and forests echoed in his mind, and a pitch-black giant tiger appeared in Qin Lie's world, roaring towards the sky...

This giant tiger was full of vitality, and it kept patrolling its own territory. Wherever it went, a group of beasts crawled and respected them as kings, and finally found Qin Lie.

Roar!

There was another roar, as if it was a warning to the intruder, Qin Lie didn't care, just about to make a move, but found that he couldn't use any power.

He watched the giant tiger turn into a black streamer and penetrate into his body.

"Ha!" In reality, Qin Lie opened his eyes violently and shouted violently!

Just now all the pictures turned into bubbles and dissipated.

He was shocked to find that he was already sweating profusely, his complexion pale.

The cauldron was roasted with different fire just now without leaving a drop of sweat, but at this time, even the lapel of the clothes was wet because of a mouthful of soup.

Qin Lie looked at the sincerity in disbelief.

It can affect the mind of a Martial Emperor and enter the fantasy world, even if he is defenseless, he has no intention of resisting.

But also too scary.

"Boy, have you awakened your will to martial arts?!"

"What martial arts will?" Xia Cheng closed his eyes slightly: "My name is Chu Xin."

Thanks to Qin Lie's blessing, he did his best in cooking this time, and even surpassed the limit. Finally, his cooking skills have evolved and he has completely mastered the heart of cooking.

In the future, every dish will be marked with his 0.7 strong personal imprint.

Even if the method is the same, the materials are the same, and any steps are exactly the same, others can't make the same taste at all.

Because they don't have a sincere heart to cook.

"Chuxin...you are such a monster." Qin Lie took a deep look at Chengxin, stopped talking, and began to concentrate on drinking soup.

Ning Weiwei and Chu Lingxi looked eagerly at Dading, and then at Qin Lie who was devouring it.

Xia Cheng got up and filled two bowls for the two girls, but some water was not enough.

After thinking about it, he filled two more bowls for Ding Yiyao and his daughter, also mixed with water.

"The medicine inside is too strong, I'm afraid I'll blow you up if you don't add water."

Xia Cheng said something jokingly, and then gestured: "This pot of soup can be made, and you have put in a lot of effort, try it.