Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 256 Colorless and Phaseless

"Toilet paper? Not so much, Brother Xian.

This time, according to what you said, I visited and watched more in the grid world, and accumulated a lot of background materials.

After crossing, my senior brother and I searched for the Geyu Management Center non-stop, revived the post-disaster civilization, and tested the true love between the two.

Can toilet paper do this refreshing and neat unfolding?

"I'm just saying it offhand, do you think this material is really worthy of being compared to toilet paper?

Toilet paper is a very sought-after product at home and abroad, okay? The materials you brought back this time can't compare to it. "

Li Zhixian called out the material scroll and automatic writing brush from the storage hair ring behind his head, and wrote several titles with the brush, but he was not satisfied.

She twisted and twisted the automatic brush pen a little irritably, and there was a sound like I-beam bending between her hands.

The strange object stationery distributed by the Thunder Pure Sect kept smashing and rebirthing, leaving many radial explosion ink dots on the material scroll.

"Let's go back and talk about it first, the material base is too bad, and I can't think of how to change it for a while.

The plot is too messy, if you just hand it in, your hair will definitely not come back this year.

I'll go back and use the carton altar to find a few books for reference and research. "

Li Zhixian let go of the poor writing brush, and took it back together with the reset and emptied material scroll into the ice blue storage hair tie.

Liang De walked towards the gate of Yingxuetang Bookstore together with her, touching the back of his head with almost zero friction with his right hand, and said:

"Is it so boring? I think this Geyu's travel diary is quite simple and refreshing."

"Simplicity is not short. Lao Liang, you travel in a hurry every time. When you arrive in the new world, you seem to want to leave immediately. The investigation of materials is not at all in-depth.

A story with a clear sense of lines is refreshing without branching.

The refreshing premise is to have a sense of lines, you have to explore the twists and turns of events, and use causal links to draw a line between points.

Now, you have no patience at all, you refuse to slow down and walk properly, jumping up and down until the paper is full of black dots, the progress of the story depends entirely on the audience to connect the lines in the dot matrix, how cool is that?

Last time I said you were running wild, did you hear me? "

"I have some personal reasons. I must try my best to increase the frequency of crossing. I am a little impatient..."

Liang De pretended to rub his hands in embarrassment, and said:

"However, the matter of fantasizing materials is actually the same as stacking tofu cubes in military training. Three points depend on stacking and seven points depend on practice. The final quality depends on the effect of finishing and training.

The raw materials I brought back this time may not have three points, but Brother Xian, your profound wisdom is more than seven points. "

Li Zhixian cut a sound and said:

"Anyway, I don't have the confidence to turn toilet paper into gold leaf, so I might as well count on the gift package you sent me for the test of true love and cheating at the end.

If the test you left makes Taichang find it interesting, Samsung still has it.

Liang De nodded in agreement:

"Yes, in the five-star rating system, a three-star rating is equal to sixty points, just a passing score.

I have been on the Fist of Illusion peer forum for so long, and the posts sharing comments are basically three-star, normal difficulty, no problem. "

"People won't post it even if they get a low-star rating, okay? Who would expose their shortcomings?"

"Who said that, I posted a one-star review and bald photos sold badly for points."

"You...you're fine."

Liang De and Li Zhixian walked while talking, and they returned to the Hongyelou apartment on Shanqian Street not long after.

Li Zhixian walked through the entrance and saw a wooden door embedded in the side of the refrigerator, and the sound of pots and spoons colliding could be faintly heard behind the door, she turned her head and said to Liang De:

"Your brother hasn't left yet?

Isn't the escort over? He wants to hire you twice? "

"My brother is going to participate in the Star Chef Competition on the Other Shore, and I promised to work with him to develop new dishes, so he will stay here for a few days."

"You know how to cook?"

Li Zhixian was a little surprised. She traveled all over the world on missions and saw the skills of many famous chefs.

After settling in Xiangbei, even the honorary president of the Dongguo Culinary Association and the old chef of Baoshilou, she cooked Dragon King Crossing the Sea several times.

But the delicacy of those water and land delicacies is not as touching as the Puxian chicken roll that Sun Xunqiao fried that day.

In her opinion, Lao Liang eats junk food from food stalls every day, and only nods when he tastes delicious food occasionally, and cooking breakfast is just a homely standard.

Now they actually say that they are going to jointly develop new dishes with God of Cooking. By the way, they are brothers... Did they deliberately make them unpalatable to trick me?

No, no, I often snatch his breakfast too, the taste is almost the same, there's no reason to even cheat myself.

Liang De looked at Li Zhixian with a confused expression, shook his head and said:

"I don't know much about cooking, but my life is hard enough."

"What does hard life have to do with cooking? You are also working together on research and development. In fact, you are the little brother of Chedun who helps others."

"The role I want to play is very critical, and you don't understand it.

By the way, don't come in when my brother and I are cooking inside.

High-risk environment, salty people are not allowed to enter. "

"Tsk, are you two really cooking inside?"

"What else can I do besides cooking, vulgar!"

Liang Dela opened the wooden door of the portable kitchen on the refrigerator and walked in, leaving Li Zhixian outside with a bang.

……

In the portable kitchen, Sun Xunqiao clasped his palms in circles, and synthesized the colorless and phaseless "Lovesickness" with the refined external air adjusted by the palm force. Once completed, he was lightly flicked into Liang De's mouth and nose.

Before Liang De had time to taste the taste, the body that was put on the Martial Dao Primordial Spirit was like being hit by a strengthened version of the bone-melting palm, and it was completely melted.

With lingering fear, he took out a new body and put it on, saying:

"Senior brother, you said just now that the Eighteen Bronze Men of Northern Shaolin will help you try the dishes. How many of the Eighteen Bronze Men are left now?"

Sun Xunqiao chuckled:

"I still have a sense of proportion when I attack others.

My fellow apprentice brother, I still don't know how hard it is for you to die. "

He struck out again, and the new version of "Lovesickness" smeared on Liang De's face, turning Liang De into powder with a slightly larger diameter than last time.

Liang De turned to ashes a few more times, and roughly grasped the speed of Sun Xunqiao's adjustment of the ratio, so he used the magic sea profound energy to make a conveyor belt on the floor.

His Martial Dao Primordial Spirit stood in front, and the light blue conveyor belt behind him was full of disposable vegetable-eating tool men, who put the Primordial Spirit forward at a constant speed, tried the vegetables at a constant speed, and turned them into ashes at a constant speed.

"Senior brother, the dishes you usually make have a shape, why do you suddenly have to make them colorless and formless this time?"

"This time the Chef Star Competition, the three people who won me last time will participate.

I am not as good as Ye Shuangliu in terms of color, fragrance and shape, I am not as good as Ye Shuangliu in controlling the temperature, I am not as good as Ning Yunzai in blending spices, and I am not as good as Wu Tao in arranging the knife...

The left and right are not as good as others, it is better to give up all of them, instead of leaving no flaws.

If I want to ask for taste, the judges can only comment on the taste. In this way, my chances of winning will be much higher. "

"Didn't you say that winning or losing doesn't matter, as long as you can confess your love?"

"Competing on the same stage, who really doesn't want to win?

Brother, you know too much! "

Sun Xunqiao grinned, and once again slapped Liang De into ashes.

……

Baichuan Haiji, the resident of the organizing committee of the Chef Immortal Star Tournament.

A pair of slender hands handed the document to the president of the organizing committee behind the desk.

"Sun Xunqiao is suspected of cheating before the competition...suggest disqualification?"

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