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Mo Wang looked at this scene, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He knew that he had successfully inspired these people's fighting spirit.

And I have also perfectly gained the trust of these people.

At least he doesn't have to worry about these people holding him back in the future.

However, when Mo Wang turned around, he found that everyone present seemed to be looking at him with strange eyes.

"Well, I know my move was cool, but please don't look at me like that, okay? It's embarrassing."

Mo Wang couldn't help but take a step back. He always felt that the looks in these people's eyes were as if they wanted to eat him.

"Senior, what on earth did you just do? Who are those people..."

At this time, Mashu took the lead and walked up to Mo Wang. Regarding what Mo Wang had just done, Mashu felt that she had a lot to say, but she didn't know what to say.

"Oh, that's what you're asking. I simply healed those people's injuries. I was just too soft-hearted, so I had no choice but to heal them."

Mo Wang spoke to Mashu with a relaxed look on his face at this time, as if he was saying that he had made a bowl of instant noodles, making everyone around him not know how to complain for a while.

"Just a simple cure? Don't you know how exaggerated what you did is?"

Roman couldn't help but say at this time.

Although this is not the first time that Mo Wang has done something exaggerated.

But something like what just happened is really no different from a miracle.

"I feel like if he really said he was an angel, I might have a nightmare."

At this time, Gou Zi couldn't help but say to Red A beside him.

To be honest, after seeing the scene just now, if he didn't know Mo Wang's background, he would really believe that Mo Wang was an angel.

"Don't mention you, I feel the same way."

Red A understood Gou Zi's feelings very well, as he had felt the same way just now.

There are so many things to complain about that he doesn't know how to complain anymore.

"It's nothing, actually, I learned this trick from my other boss."

"If they were to take action, they could not only completely heal the people in this fortress, but they could even grant them eternal life."

At this time, Mo Wang said, don’t look at him like this, at least he has a rich destiny.

Although he admitted that he was not much noticed by Fengzao.

Even in the game, he always had Bai Lu as his nanny.

Abundance probably only occupies less than one percent of his body.

But, he also has a heart that wants to be a wet nurse!

Hong A and the others looked at Mo Wang strangely when they heard what he said.

Don't forget to be a wet nurse? What kind of wet nurse? A combat wet nurse?

The output is stronger than the treatment, can that thing really be called a nurse?

Mo Wang: Who said the nanny's output can't be stronger than the C? I tell you, as long as the nanny can kill the enemy before the C is injured, then there is no need for treatment.

"I remember your boss was a big black ball. When did you get a new boss?"

At this time, Roman started complaining to Mo Wang again.

Could it be that Mo Wang’s boss has many more?

"Well, not a lot, maybe just a few dozen?"

Mo Wang couldn't say for sure. Maybe if there were two new people, he would have a few more bosses.

Oh, maybe next time a new person comes, he will become the boss himself.

"Mr. Mo Wang, you are indeed a good man."

"Sure enough, someone with such a warm glow must be a good person."

However, at this time, Charlemagne and Shi Niang expressed great favorability towards what Mo Wang had just done.

He was even completely deceived by Mo Wang's compassionate look.

There was no other way. What Mo Wang had just done was so deceptive. Charlemagne and Shi Niang, seeing how Mo Wang had healed everyone present in an instant, were filled with admiration.

In Shi Niang's opinion, although her master seems unreliable at ordinary times, he is undoubtedly a good person at critical moments.

If you think about it this way, your usual cheerful and cheerful style isn't really a big deal.

In Charlemagne's view, Mo Wang was just like the legendary saints because he was willing to spend his own strength to do this just for the injured soldiers.

It turns out that I was too subjective before.

Mo Wang is truly worthy of being the Master who saves humanity.

Well, if Roman and others knew what these two people were thinking, they would probably complain about them directly.

It is true that Mo Wang can save people, but he is also unreliable and funny.

To ordinary people, he might really be considered a good person.

But when it comes to those around you...

There is no need to say more, as it will only bring tears.

"Senior, we should be connecting to the spiritual vein next, right? At this time, we should really seize the opportunity to establish a stronghold."

At this time, Mashu walked up to Mo Wang. Although she was still not sure why Mo Wang had to spend so much effort to treat these people, in order to prevent Mo Wang from causing any more trouble, Mashu decided to urge Mo Wang to get the job done.

"Don't worry, Mashu."

However, facing Mashu's suggestion, Mo Wang waved his hand and said, "Before doing that, I think it's necessary to taste the local specialties first."

"Hey, Red A, help me see if there's any place around here that sells grilled wings. Let's eat something first."

"Senior, I've already told you that there's no such thing as grilled wings in Orleans."

Mashu couldn't help but complain to Mo Wang again.

"Who said there aren't any? Even if there aren't any, I have to eat authentic grilled wings here today!"

"I already told you that New Orleans wings originated in the United States!"

Mashu looked at Mo Wang with a mixture of laughter and tears, not knowing why he was so entangled about the Orleans grilled wings.

Besides, even if there are grilled wings here, I guess you can’t find the raw materials in this place, right?

Even Mashu was wondering if the people in this place still had food.

"Don't worry, ingredients will be available soon."

"Look, aren't there fresh ingredients over there?"

At this time, Mo Wang pointed to the sky in the distance.

"Ingredients?"

Mashu turned around in confusion and found that she could vaguely see a few small black dots in the distance.

"That, that! Senior, the ingredient you are talking about, could it be that thing?"

With the Servant's amazing eyesight, Mashu quickly saw what it was.

That's clearly what the soldiers were talking about before, the flying dragon under the Dragon Witch!

No, could it be that this guy Mo Wang is planning to use flying dragons as ingredients?!

Mashu was in a terrible state at this moment.

This was the first time she heard that someone wanted to use flying dragon to make grilled wings.

Is this thing really edible?

Chapter 171: The style changes. Is this really not a food anime?

About an hour later, Mathew was looking at the scene in Orleans in amazement.

At this time, Red A was boiling water in a pot, while the lady was holding a kitchen knife and thinking about how to deal with the flying dragon in front of her.

What's even more outrageous is that almost everyone in the fortress was drooling at the flying dragons in front of them.

At this moment, Mashu seriously suspected that she had gone to the wrong set. This was not FGO at all, but some food animation.

There's something wrong with this style of painting!

These dragons that flew to Orleans probably never dreamed that their final destination would be in a frying pan or someone else's stomach.

I was clearly listening to my master's orders and coming here to eat a few people, but I didn't expect that in the end I would become someone else's food.

Where does this make sense?

He was a cannibal, but in the end he was eaten by others.

What is this reverse Tiangang?

"Senior, is this really okay? Eating Tu Feilong or something... is it really okay?"

At this time, Mashu looked at the ferocious flying dragons in front of her, and asked Mo Wang with some fear.

"Don't worry! Although I've never eaten this stuff, based on my experience, the taste of these flying dragons is absolutely amazing."

"Just wait for a few hours, you'll probably be able to eat around noon."

When Mo Wang heard Mashu's question at this time, he thought she was hungry, so he simply gave Mashu a thumbs up.

However, Mashu really wanted to complain. She was worried about whether the flying dragon was delicious or not!

Flying dragons are supposed to be terrifying creatures, so why do people seem so excited to eat them? Aren't they afraid at all?

However, the residents of Orleans were not really that scared.

If it was before, they would have run away when they saw the flying dragon.

However, this time, there are five or six servants crammed into this damn place, and one is hiding in the dark.

This group of flying dragons disappeared in a flash. Before the locals could even scream, they saw these flying dragons being killed on the spot.

Really, I can't be scared.

Mashu looked around at this moment. She originally wanted to ask Hong A, the lady-in-waiting and others to persuade him, but she didn't expect that these people seemed to be more expectant than Mo Wang. What did it mean?

"Don't worry, I once learned how to cook dragon meat from Beowulf."

"The meat of a flying dragon tastes like top-grade steak, and also has a hint of chicken. It's a very rare ingredient."

At this time, Red A heard Mashu's question and also said that dragon meat is rare and is an excellent ingredient.

The taste is three times that of beef.

"Beowulf?"

Mashu didn't know how to comment on this matter for a moment.

Of course she knew the famous dragon slayer.

But the fact that Red A had learned how to cook dragon meat from that person, isn't that a bit...

"Well, aren't you going to stop them?"

At this moment, Mashu couldn't help but glance at Charlemagne beside him.

However, Charlemagne laughed cheerfully after hearing Mashu's words, "Isn't it pretty good? To be honest, I've never tasted dragon meat, even in my lifetime. I'm quite curious about what it tastes like."

Seeing that even Charlemagne was like this, Mashu gave up completely.

As expected, as long as the seniors get involved, the final style of the matter will seem to become extremely strange.

At this moment, Mo Wang didn't care what Mashu thought. He had already taken out a big sword and was ready to chop off the dragon's wings.

Mo Wang, sword in hand, deftly chopped off the dragon's wings, like a seasoned chef. His eyes were focused, his lips curled slightly, as if he'd already seen the delicious dish about to be born. The dragon's wings were massive and thick, covered in tough scales, but in Mo Wang's hands, they felt like paper, easily peeling away.

"Senior, are you really going to use these wings to make Orleans grilled wings?"

Mashu looked at Mo Wang's actions and couldn't help swallowing. Although she was still a little uneasy, seeing Mo Wang's confident look, she couldn't help but start to look forward to it.

"Of course, the dragon's wings are the most delicious part. They're tender and rich in fat, and the roasted flavor is absolutely amazing!"

As Mo Wang spoke, he put the processed wings aside, then took out a bottle of special Orleans marinade from his pocket and began to carefully apply it on the wings.