novelaction Chapter 275 Peaceful Porridge
Chapter 275 Peaceful Porridge
"Hehehe, no, no, how could it be? Boss Dai."
Oscar was touched by Dai Mubai, and his face felt awkward.
To be honest, it's not like he hasn't thought about it. After all, even if he and Rongrong are one and the same, if the girl pays, he won't be able to save his face no matter what.
What's more, among them, Tang San is two gods in one, and has also gathered the forest god, the moon god and the god of wild beasts. He himself is the official inheritor of the god of food. Except for Bai Chenxiang, the rest of them have not become gods, even if they have not become gods. They are all the inheritors of the gods. With such status, to put it bluntly, it is an honor for them to be able to come here to eat.
"Everyone, just go ahead and eat. Anyway, Xiao Ao's identity is here. No matter what happens, it won't embarrass him too much."
Ma Hongjun waved his hands casually, glanced at the menu, and quickly ordered a dozen dishes that caught his eye, and then handed the menu to others.
Ma Hongjun was quite an expert at ordering food, and he made sure that others would have no objections after that.It's just that Dai Mubai ordered a few jars of good wine, and Tang San ordered a piece of radish soup for Xiao Wu.
"Xiao Er, Xiao Er."
Ma Hongjun, who was sitting at the outermost seat, added several times, but no one came to serve them. He couldn't help but curled his lips, "How can you attract customers with such an attitude?"
However, considering Oscar's current situation, they didn't want to cause trouble. Bai Chenxiang patted Ma Hongjun to signal him not to be angry, and the two simply got up and went outside to order.
Tang San and the others waited in the private room for a long time, everyone was immersed in the joy that Oscar's dream was about to come true, until Ma Hongjun opened the door with a bang, the disappointment on his face was self-evident.
"Xiangxiang, what's wrong with Fatty? Didn't you go to order food? Why do you look like you've been given a hard time?"
Ning Rongrong pulled Bai Chenxiang and asked, Oscar also listened carefully with his ears perked up.
Although he has not officially accepted the inheritance of the God of Cookery, Oscar has been bound to the No. [-] Building in the World from his heart, and the affairs in the building are his business.
"We walked around but couldn't find anyone. Even the guests when we first entered were gone. We were the only ones left on the first floor of the world."
Thinking of the bustle of people and the almost perfect aroma of the dishes when he entered, Oscar's face showed another look of enjoyment.
To be honest, although his martial soul is sausage, as a food soul master, he always has a dream of becoming a chef. After being chosen by the God of Cookery, this idea became stronger in Oscar's heart.
"Let's go out and take a look." Tang San took the lead and stood up with Xiao Wu walking in front, followed by the others.
Dai Mubai raised his foot and kicked the leg of the chair, "Okay, fat man, don't worry about it, let's go and check the situation first. Now that you're here, can you still not eat the best food in the world?"
They were already so familiar that with just one glance, Dai Mubai knew that Ma Hongjun was still worried about not eating the delicacies here.
After leaving the first floor of the world, everyone returned to the street. They had not noticed it before, but now they looked carefully and saw some problems.
Everyone is running to the same place in a hurry. Whether they are rich people in luxurious clothes or vendors setting up stalls on the street, everyone has the same goal.
Even when Tang San and the eight of them saw a beggar with a broken leg, they rushed there with all their strength, even if they fell into the muddy water, they didn't stop even if their legs and feet were inconvenient.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but frown, and subconsciously stretched his neck to look over there, "What is the attraction over there? Can it make these people almost crazy?"
The corners of Dai Mubai's lips raised, and he immediately took Zhu Zhuqing's hand and headed over there, "You want to know? Then let's go and take a look."
The eight people naturally blended into the advancing team. The people next to them had greedy and crazy looks in their eyes, and they paid no attention to Ma Hongjun's inquiry.
"Damn, who are these people? Xiao Ao, why are there such people around your God of Cookery Temple?"
Ma Hongjun has a hot temper, and sometimes he doesn't know what to say. In addition, whether he has the best food in the world as he wished, his tone is filled with annoyance.
Oscar was also a little angry. What does this have to do with him?But he had no position to say this. After all, everyone came here because of him, and as the inheritor of the God of Cookery, I am afraid that these days will be inseparable from him.
It was noon, it was supposed to be lunch time, but everyone in the city was gathered together. Tang San and the other eight arrived late, so they could only stand on the outside.
"Get in line, hurry up! I'm talking about you!"
Before he could figure out what was going on, Bai Chenxiang was pushed hard and stumbled directly into Xiao Wu's arms.
"Damn it, I'm so angry and have nowhere to vent my anger."
Ma Hongjun's anger was completely ignited. He could tolerate not eating delicious food, he could tolerate meeting such a group of weird people, but he couldn't tolerate someone bullying Xiangxiang.
The flames all over the body exploded in an instant, and the flames, which were more than one meter high, were crackling. The surrounding air was evaporated rapidly, and even slight crackling sounds could be heard.
"Phoenix Flame." Ma Hongjun's eyes were scarlet. Regardless of everyone's dissuasion, he raised his left hand, and two hot fireballs hit the soldier who pushed Bai Chenxiang.
"Fat man, stop!" Zhu Zhuqing moved and immediately appeared next to the two of them and rescued them.
"Fat man, you struck too hard." Dai Mubai also frowned. He could see clearly just now that Ma Hongjun's flames were so powerful that even though Zhu Zhuqing had retreated quickly, his clothes were still stained with sparks.
"No? Hehe, Boss Dai, if the person being pushed now is Zhuqing, I don't believe you can be calmer than me. In this regard, the four of us are not qualified to say who. Zhuqing has become a god, and she will naturally not be afraid , but our Xiangxiang is still a soul master."
Tang San's face was also a little ugly. This was just a trivial matter, so why did he bring up the topic of becoming a god.
Ma Hongjun carried a gun and a stick, and expressed his dissatisfaction with this matter in his tone. Bai Chenxiang's future had always been the most devastating thing on his mind, but now he used this excuse to vomit it out.
"Ma Hongjun, shut up." Dai Mubai clenched his fists and his eyes became extremely sharp, looking angry.
"Oh, what can I do if I don't shut up? Are you going to use your identity as the God of Wild Beasts to suppress me?"
Ma Hongjun's words completely aroused conflict. Regardless of the situation around him, Dai Mubai turned his hands into tiger claws and rushed towards Ma Hongjun.
Dai Mubai is now at level [-], and his strength is much higher than that of Ma Hongjun. However, Ma Hongjun has the power of flowing fire in his body and a torso soul bone with magical immortality, so he is not afraid of Dai Mubai at all.
"Bah, Boss Dai, you're going to kill me, right?" Ma Hongjun spat out the blood foam in his mouth, his voice hoarse.
"It's obvious that your skills are inferior to others. If you are afraid, go and apologize to Zhuqing, and I will spare you."
Dai Mubai stood up straight, his eyes clearly showing contempt.
"I will be afraid, you are dreaming." A golden red light flashed in front of everyone, and a huge red dragon immediately occupied the entire street, and the Vulcan Dragon appeared in front of everyone.
"I haven't become a god, but with the Fire God Dragon here, I won't necessarily lose."
Ma Hongjun smiled contemptuously. The word fear had never appeared in his dictionary.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were fighting inextricably, and no one could persuade them. Bai Chenxiang's eyes flashed with fierceness, and he suddenly attacked Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu didn't even think about setting up a defense against Bai Chenxiang, and was completely unprepared. This time, Bai Chenxiang gave him another very solid palm, and Xiao Wu immediately spit out a large mouthful of blood and fainted.
"Little dance!"
Tang San knocked Bai Chenxiang away with one palm, breaking five thick trees in a row before stopping.
There was no time to care about Bai Chenxiang's life or death, Tang San almost collapsed, all he could think about was Xiao Wu falling in front of him.
The Poseidon's divine power surged out, even if he used all his strength, he still wanted to save Xiao Wu.
His long blue hair had turned completely white at this moment, and his face had a mixture of stern and worried expressions, which looked very strange.
"Ah!" Xiao Wu's face was pale and without any blood, but Tang San collapsed first and fell to the ground screaming in pain.
He just felt like he had a splitting headache, and it seemed like many memories that he had never had before appeared in his mind.
The bloody memories were mixed, and Tang Sansan couldn't figure out which one was reality. He only remembered that he hurt his brothers, and Xiao Wu once again gave his life to save himself.
The grief shook the world, and after frantically releasing his divine power one after another, Tang San gradually fell to the ground without moving.
With the help of the Vulcan Dragon, Dai Mubai did not take any advantage, and was even slightly at a disadvantage. Although Zhu Zhuqing did not want to participate in all this, he did not want to see Dai Mubai like this, so he went to help.
"Xiao Ao, you stay here."
Nine-colored rays of light flowed in Ning Rongrong's palm. As a human soul master like Ma Hongjun, she felt it was necessary to help and fight against these people who had become gods.
In the blink of an eye, Oscar was the only one left around him. The crowd who looked at him disappeared without knowing when, and the two so-called culprits had already fled after being rescued by Zhu Zhuqing.
Suddenly his whole body trembled, and Oscar shuddered deeply in this bright sun, with white breath coming out of his mouth.
I don’t know how long the fight lasted, but there seemed to be something wrong with Oscar’s memory. He only heard a huge explosion in his ears, and a strong wave of air knocked him away.
Fire exploded in the sky, and four figures fell straight down among the flying sand and rocks, stirring up a trail of dust as they fell to the ground.
Except for himself, all seven people lost consciousness. Looking motionless in the distance, with a pool of blood-red white agarwood underneath them, Oscar even suspected that she had been accidentally killed by the furious Tang San.
"Come on, come on, this guest, everyone has left, I'll give you this Heqi porridge."
The only contribution of this inexplicable farce so far is to send Oscar to the front of the team, allowing him to see clearly what is happening here.
On the sign next to it, the five big characters "The First Floor in the World" are written with flying dragons and phoenixes, which is extremely chic.
"Is this the best porridge in the world?" Oscar's voice paused, and his eyes lost their luster, no different from the passers-by who had just rushed over.
"Yes, this is the intention of the God of Cookery. Let us come to give porridge every month. This month it is the turn of Heqi porridge. Come and have a bowl."
"What the God of Cookery means..."
Oscar's voice became more and more unreal. He reached out to take the porridge handed over by the other party, put it under his nose and smelled it deeply.
It's really fragrant, just like the fragrance that appears in the first floor in the world. No wonder people here are so attracted to it.
"Come on, here's the spoon, drink quickly, you're the first one today."
He couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but his voice hovered in Oscar's ears like a fatal attraction. He held a bowl in his left hand and a wooden spoon was stuffed into his right hand.
Oscar scooped up a mouthful and brought it to his mouth, "It smells so good."
He couldn't help but sigh. It was indeed something that came from the first floor in the world, but it was different from other places.
After taking a bite, Oscar's forehead felt a little itchy. He rubbed it with the back of his hand and then turned his attention to the Heqi porridge again.
After eating a bowl, Oscar felt warm all over his body, without any of the cold feeling just now.
"Can I have another bowl?"
"Of course, it seems that no one else is here today. This pot is all yours."
Oscar's reaction obviously made the other party very happy, and his tone improved a lot.
After drinking five bowls in a row, Oscar rubbed his belly and felt very satisfied.
"It is indeed a harmonious porridge. After drinking it, I really felt the warmth like a hug from a friend."
Oscar groped his arms with both hands, looking very comfortable, and even closed his eyes to feel it carefully.
"Of course, this is the recipe of the God of Cookery. As the name suggests, the Harmony Porridge makes everyone harmonious, so that those who drink it can feel the most intuitive warmth and friendship."
Do you want everyone to be harmonious?
Oscar murmured and repeated it. Looking back, he saw that the street was extremely quiet, and the residents on the street were quietly lining up behind him, waiting to receive the Heqi porridge.
Strange, what seemed to have happened just now?
"Did I come alone?"
"Yes, of course you came alone. Each person of our Heqi porridge can only receive one bowl. If you have already drank it, go home quickly. Don't delay my work."
The waiter's voice is hearty and polite, and his honest face is easy to like.
Oscar nodded blankly and walked to the other end of the street.
He was walking aimlessly, going home?Is this his home?
Why can't I remember anything clearly?
"Xiao Ao, what are you thinking about? Come on, Xiao Bao is still waiting for you at home."
Behind him, a burly man grabbed Oscar's neck.
Seeing the visitor, Oscar smiled brightly and asked subconsciously, "Brother Haote, why are you alone? Where is Sister-in-law Sheyue?"
Haote frowned and raised his hand to probe Oscar's forehead temperature, "Xiao Ao, are you okay? What about Sister-in-law Sheyue? I am alone and have a little treasure with me. How can anyone take a fancy to me?"
Doesn't the Musk Moon exist?Then where did Xiaobao come from?
Oscar only felt that he had a severe headache and licked his lips, the sweet taste of Heqi porridge still lingering on them.
"Brother is right. I remembered it wrong. Maybe I have been a little tired recently. Let's go home quickly. Xiaobao is still waiting at home."
Oscar felt that he was really abnormal, what about Musk Moon?Brother Haote and I have been living together. As for Xiaobao, Brother Haote picked him up when he went out. He looked pitiful and kept him.
In the frozen forest, Ning Rongrong was looking anxiously in the direction of Oscar. The white air breathed out of his mouth was frozen into ice in an instant and fell to the ground.
"Xiao Ao, you have to work hard."
As things have developed now, it is no longer just whether Oscar can get the approval of the God of Cookery, whether Haote and Hao Xiaobao can reunite, and everyone's safety is now tied to him.
Although the God of Cookery is not as powerful as the God of Wild Beasts or the God of Poseidon, he is still a god at the end of the day, a powerful god at level 120.
At this moment, his divine power was poured into the entire area without any restraint. The positions of Oscar, Tang San and others were almost symmetrical, as if if one party couldn't hold on, the other would shatter.
This is why everyone in Oscar's dream disappeared en masse just now.
Dai Mubai's entire body turned into a lump of ice. The arms held by Zhu Zhuqing and Hao Xiaobao were also frozen, and their skin turned blue and purple.
Ice and fire are incompatible with each other, and Ma Hongjun's power is no match for the God of Cookery. Even if he tried his best to transfer soul power to Bai Chenxiang, it would not help. Instead, he would consume it quickly, even with Ning Rongrong's increase.
Tang San initially tried to maintain the barrier while rescuing everyone, but when he realized that he couldn't absorb any divine power from around him, it was already too late.
He had to make a choice from both sides.
For everyone's safety, Tang San chose to continue to hold up the divine power barrier, leaving Xiao Wu alone to provide life force to everyone.
Ning Rongrong was shivering with cold. The power that Ma Hongjun's flames could exert in this ice and snow was simply a drop in the bucket. Even though she had tried her best to get closer to a warm place, her legs still lost consciousness.
The cold wind howled around them, and pieces of snowflakes were like the sharpest blades in the world, constantly attacking the group of them.
"Is this what is called increasing difficulty again?"
Tang San looked at the sky angrily, blown by the strong wind, the top of his head was blue and clear, but after the blue and clear sky, those gods acted cruelly.
He did not expect that the God of Cookery was more ruthless than the gods he had seen before. He even banned his divine power and was unable to draw power from the outside world. If this continued, unless Oscar could overcome this difficulty, the rest of them would He will freeze to death in this forest because his divine power is exhausted.
"Xiao Wu, don't force yourself."
Tang San frowned and Xiao Wu's expression turned ugly. If even his divine power was affected, then Mubai, Zhu Qing and Xiao Wu would definitely not be much better.
The vines entwining Tang San's body gradually changed with Xiao Wu's breathing, and all the tender flowers withered in an instant, and the petals scattered in the white snow, and soon disappeared.
"Xiao Wu, you take a rest, I'll do it."
Tang San rejected the transmission of divine power from Xiao Wu and produced seven golden threads all over his body. The swallowing golden threads flew out of his body and connected to each of his partners.
He could still hold on, and he couldn't let Xiao Wu get hurt again no matter what.
Xiao Wu's smile was very forced, which made Tang San's heart throb. It seemed that he was right, Xiao Wu's divine power was also limited.
The vitality that can be obtained from the frozen forest is less than that from other places, not to mention that Xiao Wu has experienced such a powerful output just now, and her body must be unable to bear it.
Seeing that Xiao Wu still wanted to use her divine power, Ning Rongrong struggled to get to Xiao Wu's side, placed the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in the palm of her left hand, and held Xiao Wu firmly with her other hand.
"Third brother, don't worry, as long as I'm here, I will never let Xiao Wu move again."
Tang San sighed, looking at the two long drag marks on the ground, he felt worried again.
Ning Rongrong's legs had already been frostbitten and she had no feeling. Just now she almost crawled to Xiao Wu's side.
"Rongrong." Xiao Wu pulled Ning Rongrong back and asked her to lean into his arms. The two of them moved closer to each other in an attempt to feel warmer, but to no avail.
The light of the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda became a little fainter, and Ma Hongjunye's flame gradually extinguished. Then there was only a splash, and Ma Hongjun fell headlong into the snow, next to Bai Chenxiang.
"Fat man! Rongrong, please stop for a while."
Although Tang San was worried about Ma Hongjun's condition, he didn't care about that much at the moment.
All the human soul masters present were unconscious, and Ning Rongrong could rest for a while.
"No, third brother, I can still persist."
"Rongrong, be obedient. Xiao Ao will also feel distressed when he sees you like this."
Xiao Wu raised her hand and tried to hold Ning Rongrong's left hand, but was subconsciously avoided by the other party.
Looking at her frozen fingers, Ning Rongrong twitched her lips. None of this mattered.
"Third brother, Xiao Wu, I know you are worried about me, but this is the only thing I can do for Xiao Ao. Before he comes back, the light of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Tower will never disappear."
Hearing Ning Rongrong's words, Tang San and Xiao Wu discovered that in the midst of this panic, Ning Rongrong's body also separated a ray of light and fell on Oscar in the distance.
Although the results were minimal, and even under the isolation of the God of Cookery's power, Ning Rongrong's increase rate could not be reached at all, but she knew that as long as she persisted, Xiao Ao would definitely be able to feel it.
Knowing that Ning Rongrong could not be persuaded, Xiao Wu simply stopped trying. While Tang San's attention was focused on maintaining the barrier, Xiao Wu secretly hooked her fingers and started the transmission of divine power again.
Seeing that Ning Rongrong turned a blind eye, Xiao Wu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She used her body to block Tang San's sight. Although Xiao Wu's movements were cautious, she felt relieved in her heart.
The nine-colored light bloomed in the barrier, as if it was deliberately concealing something. Ning Rongrong smiled back at Xiao Wu, and the two of them smiled tacitly.
When Ning Rongrong turned away to look at Oscar, she saw Tang San's expression first.
A little helpless, a little heartbroken, although he sighed, he still acquiesced to Xiao Wu's approach.
Ning Rongrong smiled brightly, but now she felt that she was a bit redundant because she was sandwiched between the two of them.