Being a lord in another world begins with farming

Chapter 394 Si Luo's Unreliable Conjecture
Full of resentment, Si Luo gritted her teeth and raised the butcher's knife in her hand, and slashed at the bear's head with such ruthlessness that she 100% regarded the bear's head as the head of some ogre, but she didn't know whether she wanted to chop the big one or chop it up small.

When the knife was cut down, Si Luo was stunned by the incomparably silky feel.

With the experience accumulated in a long life, Si Luo gave a high evaluation to the heavy broadsword in her hand. At least in terms of sharpness and sturdiness, this knife is not inferior to legendary weapons.

Si Luo's heart suddenly moved, if this knife was used to chop off the collar on the neck,
But thinking about the caster who hasn't shown up so far, he will definitely not ignore such a big flaw, so there are nine out of ten countermeasures, and even the knife left by the other party is to test himself.

Thinking of this, Si Luo immediately squatted obediently and picked up a knife to disassemble the bear. She didn't care that her posture was like squatting in a pit. The deep-buried string was exposed, but she didn't care. Right now she and An ogre, pretend to be someone to see.

As an elf, a long lifespan is standard, but unlike other elves who can spend a long period of growth leisurely, Drow has faced death and elimination since the day he was born, and he has to make full use of every minute and every second since he is sensible Spend more time to make yourself stronger, and use it to murder your companions when you have a little spare time. Only in this way can you get more resources and attention, and you can grow faster and stronger in the future.

Until the bottleneck period of adulthood, drow will put more energy on intrigues and tricks, and even so, they have never given up on learning, so every drow is a polymath, proficient in mystery, anatomy, art, swords, etc. Law, stealth, medicine and many other fields of knowledge.

In particular, how to perfectly integrate poison into food so that people cannot detect it is a compulsory course. When he was a child, Drow relied on this skill to reduce the competitive pressure brought by his peers. If he can overthrow a teacher, he will be appreciated even more. Fortunately, they survived, so they all have good cooking skills.

The faster Siluo worked, the more lazy Owen was to do it by himself, and gradually handed over all the work to her. Angrily, Siluo rolled her eyes, but there was nothing she could do, wishing to give this ogre the poison she had hidden as a food additive plus.

Owen, who didn't know that he almost ate food with food additives in another world, was holding his chin and staring at the four bear paws in a daze, because simply roasting the bear paws is obviously a huge waste, but the bear paws are serious. The method is too cumbersome, even if you can exchange recipes, it is very troublesome.

After hesitating for a long time, Owen felt that he could no longer be so depraved. Since he was too lazy to practice martial arts, he went to cook food. Ogres are greedy for food. Using this instinct to take the route of food, he wrote a book about real cannibals. The magic recipe is also a kind of training.

Although he made a decision, he looked up at Si Luo who was squatting and pouting because of being busy, and then looked down at the overturned skirt. Owen decided to do something else first, otherwise he would lose his concentration.

Si Luo, who was busy smoking bear meat, suddenly found herself surrounded by a black shadow. She turned around suddenly and was almost slapped in the face. She didn't know what would happen next.

She wanted to chop both ends with a knife, but she felt the collar suddenly tightened. Siluo finally gave up her resistance and was grabbed by Owen.

Owen, who was in a good mood, had a rare time of fun, and happily ran to hang the smoked bear meat in the tree hole. As for Siluo, the look of rolling her eyes and foaming at the mouth was a bit scary, but Owen believed that as a drow, this It shouldn't be too difficult for her to measure, and she must trust the other party's rich experience.

In fact, Owen guessed right. When he packed up the smoked bear meat and lay down on the stone where a certain bear had slept, Silo got up stiffly like a zombie, and twitched from time to time. After a while, but relying on his tenacious will, he walked to his bed with a butcher's knife.

As the knife went up and down, Si Luo loosened and tightened, and finally understood that the restriction of this ring was on the ogre, and she couldn't hurt it at all. Will be strangled by the suddenly contracting collar.

Whether she can kill this damned ogre is not important to Si Luo, the main thing is that she has two guesses now, the first one is the same guess as before, a certain spell caster saved her, and then because of a sudden accident Leave, leaving only a damned ogre as a caretaker.

The second guess is a bit scary. The guessed caster does not exist, but this damn ogre was lucky to find some treasures, and happened to find the right usage, and successfully used it on her.

Si Luo didn't know which guess was right, but she knew that this kind of transparent life was probably just beginning.

"This damned ogre!" Si Luo spat viciously, but it bounced back on her face, which made her even more annoyed.

In the end, Si Luo walked out of the tree hole with the knife in hand, and went to the nearby water source to clean it.

When Si Luo came back with wet hair, Owen was still sleeping on his back, so she gently checked the other party's package.

The full range of spices and exquisite condiments made her frowned, and then there were dozens of bottles of high-quality potions. No wonder she was able to recover in such a short period of time after being injured like that.

So here comes the problem, if it is the first guess, how rich a spellcaster would be to equip a stupid ogre with two weapons of legendary quality, and dozens of bottles of rare high-quality potions. For a ruthless spellcaster, even his own son may not be treated this way.

This father-son relationship is unrealistic without even thinking about it, but if it is the second conjecture, it is also unrealistic, because with the intelligence of an ogre, it is impossible to recognize whether the equipment is good or bad, and it is impossible to use the potion accurately, or even a lump Shit is more attractive to ogres than those potions.

Si Luo suddenly felt a huge headache because she couldn't figure it out.

After such a tossing, Siluo's physical strength had reached its limit, she cut some bacon with a knife, endured the feeling of fullness and ate it, then found a place far away from the damned ogre and fell into a deep sleep, As for setting some early warning traps, come on, any early warning is useless when there is an ogre around.

The next day, Si Luo suddenly woke up from her sleep, only to find that she was shrouded in a familiar shadow again, she panicked and said, come again!

Owen hummed a tune and went to the creek to clean the short animal skin skirt. He felt extremely wise about his decision to save this drow beauty before.

What kind of flamboyant route is taken, and he also specializes in magic, fart, even the expansion spell is not as refreshing as punching to the flesh.

If the main body has the physique and size of an ogre, and needs some nourishing soup, then he will be afraid of being dragged away by his own woman every night, and three big stick educations a day, and those tame ones will be obedient and obedient. Emile didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of him, otherwise he would teach her to be a man every minute.

It's a pity that he is just an incarnation, and he can't get over that threshold in his heart. After all, although the main body is integrated into the golden tree, it doesn't mean that the top of his head is green.

(End of this chapter)