The gourmet among pirates

【Achievement: None】

[Strength: 1.2, Physique: 1.1, Agility: 1.3, Spirit: 1.5, Perception: 1.6] (Note: The average attribute of adult males in this world is 1)

[Status: Weak]

[Talent: Endless Stomach I]

[Skill: Cooking (Intermediate)]

【Nutrition: 0】

"This thing looks like an attribute panel that you often encounter in games!" Molin thought to himself as he looked at the panel that appeared in front of him.

"Wait, can anyone else see this panel except me?"

Molin, who was suddenly wary, carefully observed the expression of Dr. George in front of him with the corner of his eye.

After observing for a long time, Maureen even deliberately turned the angle of view and waved the attribute panel in front of Dr. George's eyes, and found that the other party had no reaction at all.

Mo Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

Unless George's acting skills were at the level of an Oscar-winning actor, his eyes told him that the other party had definitely not seen the attribute panel in front of him.

After a slight relief.

Mo Lin continued to ponder the attribute panel in front of him while Dr. George was talking.

Now Molin's attribute panel is completely useless.

One glance and you can see everything clearly.

Apart from the talent of the endless stomach bag, there was nothing special about him that deserved Molin's attention.

As for the cooking skill, it was a skill that Mo Lin mastered out of interest in his previous life.

Unexpectedly, in this world, I could still be rated as an intermediate cook. It seems that I have learned nothing in my previous life.

The only thing that made Mo Lin feel lucky was that all of his physical attributes basically exceeded 1.

The average attribute of an adult male in this world is 1, but all of Molin's attributes exceed 1, and the highest attribute perception even reaches 1.6.

This can be considered far beyond ordinary people.

It seems that his more than one year as a naval soldier was not in vain. Although he didn't seem to have learned any useful skills, at least his body was not wasted by him.

If he hadn't been injured now, he would be in a weak state.

The body in this life is at least much stronger than the unhealthy body in his previous life.

As for the last nutrient, Mo Lin didn't quite understand it and didn't know what it meant.

After reading the physical attributes, Molin's eyes once again fell on the Endless Stomach I, the talent.

As Molin focused his gaze, another row of annotations appeared after Endless Stomach I.

Talent name: Endless Stomach I

Talent level: ★★★

Talent introduction: For most people, some "food" will never appear on their dining table, but for you with an endless stomach, there is no "food" that cannot be digested. If it is not digested, your stomach is not strong enough.

Note: Endless Stomach Pouch, as the name suggests, has endless possibilities and unlimited potential waiting for you to develop. Today’s Endless Stomach Pouch Type I is just its initial level.

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"The Endless Stomach Bag, this thing, always seems to be related to the sudden stomach disease in the previous life. Could it be said that the disease at that time was also caused by this thing?"

"Otherwise, how could my talent be an endless stomach bag, such a strange thing? Wait, does my time travel have anything to do with it?"

The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong, and her expression darkened involuntarily.

Dr. George, who was opposite him, saw Maureen's slightly ugly expression.

I thought I told him too much, which caused Maureen to feel unwell when she just woke up from a serious illness.

So he asked relatedly: "What's wrong? Maureen, is it the wound that has been affected again, or is she still feeling unwell?"

Chapter 3 Hunger

Facing Dr. George's concern, Maureen forced a smile with an ugly face and said, "It's okay, Dr. George, I'm just feeling a little uncomfortable. I'll just rest for a while!"

Faced with Molin's comfort, George did not take it lightly. Instead, he carefully performed a physical examination on Molin.

After all, there are many examples of marines sleeping to death after being injured.

Until a set of checks is completed.

Dr. George finally relaxed.

After checking, George found that Maureen's body had no other complications except for the wound that had not yet healed and the excessive blood loss.

The current physical discomfort is most likely just weakness caused by excessive blood loss and fatigue.

In this case, just rest for a while.

Maureen will still be a great guy in the Navy.

So after changing the medicine for Molin's wound and letting Molin take some anti-inflammatory drugs orally.

Dr. George left the treatment room on the warship and left Maureen alone in the room to have a good rest.

In some aspects, Dr. George's judgment still has a certain scientific basis.

After he left.

Morin actually still has many questions in his mind.

However, he had lost too much blood and was seriously injured. Not long after he woke up, the physical and mental exhaustion made his eyelids twitch and he quickly fell asleep.

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When Molin fell asleep, the gastric juice in his stomach was secreted at an extraordinary speed, rapidly decomposing the remaining food.

In just a few seconds, the meager food residue remaining in his stomach was completely decomposed.

There is no gastric juice to digest, and it is constantly rolling and burning in the stomach bag.

Mo Lin felt as if a fire was burning in his stomach, making him bow unconsciously.

Soon, the feeling of hunger gradually spread throughout the body.

I don’t know how long it took.

Mo Lin woke up from his deep sleep. This time, he was awakened by hunger.

"Hiss...so hungry!"

Maureen pressed her stomach with one hand, suppressed her hunger, and stood up from the hospital bed.

His eyes, which were glowing green from hunger, quickly looked at the room he was in again.

Looking for all the food that can be eaten to fill the stomach.

Soon, the sharp-eyed command found a piece of toast that had been cut into half on the table not far away.

"bread!"

Mo Lin forced himself to get up from the hospital bed and stumbled to the table. He opened his mouth directly, bit down on the bread, swallowed it whole, and chewed it with big mouthfuls.

Maybe it was because he was too hungry. The taste was average, and even the toast seemed dry and hard because it had been left for too long. However, Molin managed to eat it and found a soft and sweet texture. His saliva produced saliva and left a fragrant aroma on his lips and teeth.

Most of the baguette-like toast was eaten.

The burning feeling in Mo Lin's stomach was suppressed a little bit, but in the blink of an eye, the hunger that had not completely subsided surged up even more.

This familiar yet unfamiliar feeling of hunger even reminded Maureen of the best three months he spent lying in the hospital bed.

"I'm so hungry. This little bread is not enough. I want more food!"

Mo Lin, who was starving, pressed his stomach with one hand in an attempt to reduce his hunger. He bent his waist and ran towards the only door in the room.

After eating most of the toast, Molin was still extremely hungry, but after the half of the toast was quickly digested and decomposed by Molin's gastric juice, Molin regained a lot of strength.

As soon as she opened the door to the treatment room, the aroma of food reached Maureen's nose.

Sniff sniff.

Mo Lin's nose moved and she greedily breathed in the smell of food in the air. Her eyes, which were glowing with green light, instantly became brighter.

"This is the smell of stew, meat, I want meat!"

At this moment, no one was needed to guide Mo Lin in this strange warship.

His nose followed the smell of food and led Molin to the mess hall on the warship.

The warship that came to support was a large warship with a full complement of 230 people. Of course, the mess hall and restaurant of such a warship was unexpectedly spacious.

At least it was four or five times larger than the restaurant on the warship that Mo Lin served on before.

When Maureen followed the smell of food, she came to the restaurant.

It's a restaurant in Kuancheng, and it's already full.

If it weren't for the navy on this ship, who were divided into four groups and took turns eating, there would be even more people in the cafeteria.

When passing by the dinner plate area, Molin almost subconsciously took out an iron plate and came to the window where the meal was served.

The cafeteria lady inside the window took a look at Molin's hospital gown and Molin's head, which was still wrapped in gauze, and whispered: "Wounded."

Looking at the pale Maureen and his undisguised desire for food.

The cafeteria mother didn't know that she was touched by a string in her heart. After taking Molin's dinner plate, she took the huge vegetable spoon to the bottom of the big bucket containing the stew, and slowly took out a large spoonful. After a meal, the overcooked stew was put on Molin's dinner plate.

After serving Molin a thick bowl of rice, he also took the initiative to pour a spoonful of thick broth on Molin's rice.

Then he took a spoonful of crisp and refreshing pickled radish from the vegetable bucket next to him and put it on top of the white rice.

The crystal clear rice instantly smells fragrant and becomes even more tempting.

He then took out an orange from under the table and stuffed the plate and the orange into Maureen's hand.

The aunt said with a kind face: "Child, if you are injured, eat more meat. It will heal quickly. If there is not enough food, bring the plate over. Auntie doesn't have anything else, and the food is enough!"

Taking the heavy dinner plate in her hand, Mo Lin swallowed furiously, and with the jealous eyes of the navy next to her that was about to cry, he said to the cafeteria aunt: "Thank you, sister, you're welcome."

After hearing the word "sister", the cafeteria lady instantly felt that she was more than ten years younger. Even her body and bones seemed to be much lighter, and her eyebrows were almost smiling.

She covered her mouth and giggled: "Young man's mouth is so sweet, go and eat it!"

"Good Le!"

Mo Lin, who was going crazy with hunger, did not continue to be polite and just found a vacant seat that had just been vacated.

He picked up the guy who was eating and started to eat hard.

A good person, a good soul, a good person!

At this moment, no one can stop Mo Lin from cooking.

After Maureen left the cafeteria window, the navy soldier lined up behind him quickly handed his dinner plate to the cafeteria aunt.

He even flattered the aunt and showed a smile that he thought was friendly, and said: "Sister, give me more meat!"

Chapter 4 Auntie’s Spoon Trembling Hands

The canteen aunt, who was originally elated when Mo Lin called her sister, subconsciously raised her head and looked forward after hearing the call.

Then he saw a sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked face that looked to be forty or fifty years old, and gave him a lewd smile.

In an instant, the face of the cafeteria lady became extremely ugly, as if she had eaten dog feces.

It is certainly a pleasant experience to be called sister by a handsome young man.

But if you were called "sister" by a guy with a crooked face, a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, who looked older than you, the experience would almost make the cafeteria lady's heart stop.

[Damn old bastard, at your age, how dare you call me aunt? Do you really think I can’t carry the knife? 】

After taking several deep breaths, the cafeteria lady resisted the urge to throw the big iron spoon, which weighed several kilograms, at the old guy's face.

[Hmph, just wait for me! I remember you! 】

After glaring at the old guy fiercely.

The cafeteria lady fished out half a spoonful of broth from the big bucket, but there was very little meat in the rice spoon.