Doomsday Pavilion Chapter 358

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Mo Hongniang suddenly felt a terrible headache and rubbed her temples.

Just now she subconsciously calculated the cost of planting a circle of mutant Nepenthes outside the three walls of the base city from the professional perspective of the Development Committee, and concluded that this is an astronomical cost, unless there is a whole The huge hunting team does nothing every day, and is responsible for hunting and feeding these **** Nepenthes - but in the end, isn't it the cost of the hunting team that should be entrusted by the event?

Mo Hongniang meant to say something,

"Presumably, the research institute already has a deep understanding of this?"

Old Hu smiled bitterly, the scientific research institute's wish is very good.

I think that the pitcher plants can be grafted, fibrated, and rammed just like magic plants or even ordinary plants.

However, science is rigorous, but I am afraid it is not benevolent.

The largest experiment was the overall symmetrical separation of Special 2. In addition to the deaths of four Tier 4 evolutionists, there was also exotic animal meat worth 10 million circulation points, all of which were survived. The mother and daughter of Special A 2 were consumed.

Just this, they just barely recovered from the sickness and weakness of the operation.

Just as everyone was celebrating this major breakthrough, the mother body of Special A 2 suddenly broke out and ate the child body, and...the TM advanced!

The Tier 4 activation demon plant had never appeared in the eyes of the Mingguang people, and the research institute had just picked it up.

And the size is still so huge, and the vitality is so tenacious, this thing will cause a disaster wherever it is placed.

In fact, it is true-until now, the aftermath of the research institute has not been completed.

Mo Hongniang saw that the old dean and old Hu Xin had lingering fears, and she thought she was terrifying these two old guys too.

The research institute spends money, don't you always go to the east, and there is a day of fear? !

She rubbed her eyebrows and said,

"It seems that you have to bring more people to help you sort out the various projects. You don't even know the direction and focus of the research!"

Everyone got a satisfactory answer. As for what kind of situation the potted plants will face in the future, it is not known.

Amidst General Ye's yawn, Sikong Yuqinglang's voice spread far away.

"Then, next..."

From morning to night, from night to morning.

For a full day and night, the long table meeting officially came to an end.

During this period, the dishes were changed twelve times, consumed 7 altars of colorful snake king wine, 68 altars of three-color snake wine, peripheral personnel consumed 695 altars of Qingquan Mountain, a total of 870,000 circulation points of various dishes, 3,000 circulation points were damaged due to battles, and willows were damaged. There are three pavilions with six thousand circulation points.

In addition, the boss of Lin Da, who claims to be honest and trustworthy, does not blow up, neither black nor pick, provides 30 sets of "clothes" cut out of banana leaves for free to hide the shame of the fifth-level masters who come in and go out vertically.

Cough, it wasn't until the third battle came that Lin Chou understood what it meant to reflect the votes in the hands of the Scientific Research Institute, the Development Committee, and the garrison.

It's simply that the **** thing is not that the minority obeys the majority, but as long as there is one who disagrees, then throw off the arms and do it until the other party can't get up.

The number of votes does not mean everything. Even if you have a hundred votes, you can only give the same number of people as the party with fewer people.

but!

Don't forget, there are more than one or two proposals that need to be voted on, but there are hundreds or thousands of proposals.

A large number of people still have substitutes, and a small number of people can only ask for their own blessings. Repeated use means that the wear rate has doubled.

Therefore, although the scientific research institute rarely raises objections, most of the time they are playing soy sauce, but their evolutionary is the worst to be beaten.

In the end, there was hardly anything to do with the scientific research institute, and all guards and occurrence committees performed on the field.

However, the two are still very particular about it, and they didn't continue to tear up the research institute-at least, the most troublesome one has given them the opportunity to oppose it.

Everyone was overjoyed and left.

The checkout was the moustache who represented the occurrence. After reading the bill, the moustache almost pulled out the eyeballs. After the card was drawn, the whole person was even more collapsed, and it took a while to leave with a pale face.

"Dang!"

At the foot of the mountain, the door of Xiao Wu's simple post-modern temporary hut flew out.

Sikong's face flushed red, and he scolded in angrily.

"Sikong Yu, you wait for this young man! Dare to keep this young man in the house all day and night..."

Hmm, this old man is really selfless, and the whole row of bodyguards of Young Master Sagong laughed.

After yelling for a long time, Young Master Sagong, who was delicate and weak like a flower, flushed and was a little out of breath. A group of bodyguards hurried forward to help.

Sikong jumped up like a needle stabbed.

"Keep rolling, this young man is not dead yet, how can I help, I believe you believe it or not?"

No matter how many people gather to sell cuteness, Lin Chou walked under the distinctive pitcher plants at the foot of the mountain.

After the last degeneration and alienation, three N. spinosas have been officially renamed N. sanguineus.

"Nepenthes blood poisoning, the third-order advanced-adult plant-active enchanted plant.

Special abilities: capture, walk, acid corrosion, split, guard, poisonous, life induction (unfinished). "

Lin Chou remembers that there are descriptions of splits or ramets in the special abilities of Nepenthes. Otherwise, how does Nepenthes reproduce?

But it seems that after these fences have grown into mature bodies, apart from the steady horizontal development of the body shape, no new pitcher plant has appeared in Lin Shou's sight.

These three new blood poisonous pitcher grasslands were dismembered by adults, only a strand of seedlings grew on the foundation of the "corpse", but they are now completely level with other pitcher plants, even more than one head higher. .

The trunk, which is as thick as three or five people, is different from other pitcher plants. It is lined with raised diamond-shaped scales. The gaps between the scales are covered with countless black lacquered woody spikes, which are sharp and long. Looks hideous and terrible.

"call."

Several Nepenthes vines fell from the sky, and a large mouth fell on the flat ground.

The big mouth of Nepenthes is slightly opened and closed, which looks like a clam shell, while all the scales and spikes on the rhizome are "quickly" gathered, turning into a beautiful, spiral texture.

"what?"

Lin Chou patted the big mouth of the Nepenthes amusedly. This time, it seemed to be much more spiritual than last time?

Nepenthes seemed to be inspired. For a time, countless vine branches fell all at once. There were big mouths of Nepenthes blood poisoning that were as small as a few meters and as large as tens of meters. The ordinary Nepenthes can only be Squeezed out of the circle, there is no chance to show a face.

Lin Chou felt a bit of cold, which was not so good.

I quickly jumped on the big "lying" mouth-you know, the "lips" of those Nepenthes big mouths are not delicate flaming red lips, but rows of prismatic spikes that are several meters long. , The edges of the spikes are all jagged and barbs of varying lengths, making the scalp numb just by looking.

If this is scratched twice, it is not certain whether Lin Chou's physique will be injured, but just the sound of the saw sawing the iron sheet, you say you want to die!

"call."

Carrying Lin Chou with his big mouth, he lifted him up to an altitude of hundreds of meters.

"Fuck."

Lin Chou was startled, and stomped his feet funny, this little guy has learned to be naughty?

Countless Nepenthes spread their branches and leaves with their mouths flat, vying to guard Lin Chou's feet, forming a green carpet dotted with scarlet colors.

"Ahem."

No one saw it anyway. Lin Chou looked up at the vast sky at a forty-five degree angle with his hands up and his chest high, and then bowed his head to look around the boundless wilderness under his feet.

"Hey, don't tell me, it's so sensible!"

However, Lin Chou didn't have the talent for climbing high and looking far and wide with the world's lofty ambitions and sorrows. He just wanted to pretend to be compelling suddenly.

I stepped on the bottom of my foot,

"Come on, show me a split."

"walk!"

This time the pitcher plant understood, and the roots that were rooted in the ground rang out and pulled out.

"Stop it!"

Lin Chou was so frightened that he was in a cold sweat, so he walked in like this, asking for any more of his own yard.

Fortunately, the Nepenthes blood poisoned immediately turned back and ran away from the hillside... It would be more appropriate to roll away, and it was very insensitive.

"try again."

"Divided...body...divided...strain...it's Duang's one, it becomes two."

"Don't move yet, believe it or not, this handsome will tear you apart, dismantle the car and turn it into beads?"

A lot of patient teaching is nothing.

Lin Chou can control all pitcher plants, including common pitcher plants, to make an attacking posture or take out underground rhizomes to walk, but other pitcher plants obviously cannot understand.

Lin Chou is very puzzled. They can even distinguish between enemies and friends between living corpses and humans. Why can't they execute such simple instructions?

How Ren Linchou explained how to order, the Nepenthes were indifferent.

Classmate Xiao Wu watched Lin Chou come down from above with a silly look.

"Brother Sorrow, you, what are you doing."

The movement just now was not small, and everyone was shocked, thinking that these big guys were going to revolt.

Lin Chou can't say that he felt the fresh air from the upper level.

"Ah, it's nothing, it's already over for breakfast today. If you want something to eat, I will prepare it now."

It wasn't until everyone entered the dining room of the small hall that the tumbling pitcher plants calmed down.

No one noticed that the tallest Nepenthes blood poisoning plant on which Lin Chou had stood wriggled and twisted its branches, like a piece of gummies trying to stretch and widen itself.

Then, the sleeping cow with a demented face staggered to the foot of Nepenthes blood poisoning, and before it had raised the branches and leaves, it was just a bite.

A whole blade of several meters in diameter was torn off, and the Mao Niu immediately became more energetic, twisting his **** and screaming.

Nepenthes blood poisoned was enraged, and the sky full of vines danced like dragons, with countless huge mouths wide open, and a silent roar toward the hairy cow, the scarlet acid dripping to the ground, and a large swath of white smoke evacuated.

But it seemed to be taboo again, and he quieted down for a moment.

"Moo, moo~"

The hairy cow is lying under the silver fir, with four hooves up to the sky, swallowing the leaves without a bite. It is comfortable and peaceful, just like an old man at dusk.

A few people stayed in the small room without food for a whole day and night, and after opening the gate and releasing the water, they kept urging Lin Chou.

Lin Chou knew that they were very hungry, so he didn't say much, and he boiled a pot of boiling water, turned around and went to the backyard to touch a few guinea fowl eggs.

I took a quick measurement of the water temperature. It was less than 70 degrees at sixty degrees, and the temperature was just right. Take out a thermos cup from the cabinet, put the eggs in one at a time, pour the water over, close the lid and set it aside. ??。. ??。. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

Cut the black mountain wild boar meat into very thin, large pieces, rub a layer of butter on the bottom of the pot, mix the meat slices with chopped shallots and pour into it.

Just listen to a babble, white smoke rises sharply, and the fragrance rises. Add cooking wine and soy sauce to one-third of the meat slices. Above the stove fire, a burst of blue and white expanding flames burst out of the pot. Disappear.

Drag out a big pot of steaming rice from the thermostat and put it in a bowl.

Put a few large pieces of meat in each bowl, sprinkle a handful of finely chopped green onions, pour a spoonful of fried meat broth, grind a pinch of pepper, and finally take the eggs out of the thermos cup and carefully knock them in the bowl.

"Come and get it yourself."

Lin Chou breathed a sigh of relief and clapped his hands briskly, as if driving a group of wild ducks waiting to mate.

He took the meal and left without saying a word. The crowd held their bowls for a while without raising their heads.

"Fuck!!"

Sikong suddenly peeled his face out of the bowl.

"What the **** is this meal? How come I've never seen you make it before, it's so delicious!"

Lin Chou rolled his eyes.

"Homely food."

Sikong lowered his head and glanced at the half of the rice in the bowl. He also knew the other half of the bowl, hot spring eggs, hot spring eggs of guinea fowl eggs.

Sikong swore that the chicken that laid this egg was definitely not an ordinary chicken.

Pure white as snow, condensed but not scattered, gathered but not solid, trembling and looking as light as catkins;

The egg yolk wrapped in it is a bright, non-stop, slowly flowing orange-red, showing a perfect oval arc.

The hot spring egg is covered with tender and fragrant pork, and the edges are adorned with crystal-like emerald green onions. The meaty aroma is mixed with the heavy soy sauce aroma and the throbbing green onion aroma. It hits the deepest part of the soul, and will bind the horse named hunger. Roughly shattered with the bowstring of the greedy Mustang, let it gallop freely in the vast sea of hearts.

"Gudong."

The mouth has been filled, but he can't control his hands, picking up rice desperately.

Sikong choked with stare,

"Do you care about this stuff, it's a commonplace meal?"

"It's commonplace, so you have to have a name, right?"

Lin Chou frowned and thought about it.

"Pork rice."

This rice is actually better made with beef, but it is made with pork and it has a special flavor.

The most important thing is that Lin Chou's beef is only bullfighting, and that thing, whether Sikong or Xiaowu, is no blessing.

Yeluan didn't eat meat, there were no eggs or meat slices in the bowl, but a few more bright red peppers. That was the case, and she was sweaty after eating, and she looked at Lin Chou with more eyes that were puzzled.

Xiao Wu took the lead to finish the rice in the bowl, making gestures in dance.

"Just ... shabu shabu .... .... da da da .... will be done in the next few, something so simple, so delicious?"

I don't know if others understand it, but Lin didn't understand it anyway, and continued to roll his eyes concealedly.

The taste of simple meals is not necessarily simple, and the taste of ordinary ingredients is not necessarily ordinary.

Besides, if you are hungry for a few more days, let alone pork rice, I will give you a piece of cake with relish. Believe it or not?

However, Lin Chou only left the diners a lonely and arrogant back.

Regardless of a thousand words or a thousand words, it is all cumbersome.

For the sake of world peace, let me bear this heavy burden in silence!

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