My Private Marvel System

The delicious chef profession recommended by the system only adds a little full attribute, and there are only two skills that are really useful.

Passive skill delicious master, active skill hero feast.

The upgrade of the delicacy master needs to continue to make delicious delicacies. The emergence of a hero feast has a probability problem, which has a lot to do with the ingredients used in cooking.

Ordinary ingredients have a low chance of cooking a heroic feast, while active plants increase the success rate by at least 5%.

If you encounter more precious ingredients in the future, the success rate will increase.

Level 1 Master of Delicious: 3/10

Feast of Level 1 Heroes: 1/10

After a successful hero feast, a little experience was added, and the subsequent upgrades have a long way to go.

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There was no word for a night, and the fog cleared in the early morning, revealing a warm morning light.

The wide sycamore leaves bring refreshingness. Several little girl scouts are discussing the popular "Qigong delicacy" in their tents in their backyard.

"Jie Ni, have you ever eaten'Qigong Delicacy'? I heard that it not only tastes good, but also shows magic show."

The little guy who asked the question was obviously showing off, and his little raised head was so proud, he waited for the other person to answer ‘no’.

Jenny is small and thin, with a hint of vegetable color on her face, she seems to be malnourished in normal times.

"I... I have eaten." Jenny's voice was very small, like a mosquito fanning its wings, making people feel weak.

"What did you say? Have you eaten it? Do you know how much Qigong delicacy costs?"

"Yes, even if your mother slept with many men, she couldn't make up the money."

Faced with the ridicule of her companions, Jenny wanted to explain loudly that her mother was not that kind of woman, but the cowardly character she had cultivated for a long time made her bury her head deeply.

"I knew, how could a guy who can't even pay for the management fees of the Boy Scouts have eaten it? He really is a liar!"

While talking, she gave Jenny a hard pinch.

"what!"

Jenny was in tears, but she did not dare to cry. If they cry, these guys will definitely torture themselves even harder.

Just like the people who are always bullied in the movie, Jenny is the weak in this small group. After a few years, if she does not get help, she is likely to become a "bus" or a human-shaped plastic doll for male compatriots.

The boy scouts were assembled, and Jenny took over all the rest of the dirty work. Her thin body was bent by the heavy tent, and her small hands were cut by the sharp edges of the grill..

When Jenny got home, it was already past three in the afternoon.

"Damn it, what are you doing? Don't you know if I'm going to participate in the Alcohol Relief Society in the afternoon?"

A sloppy mother who was drunk, holding a chubby baby boy in her arms, looked at Jenny with a bad look.

Jenny lowered her head, stirring the corners of her clothes with her hands, staring at the toes of her shoes without speaking.

"Damn it, like your trash father, wood bumps!!" Pushing away Jenny's thin body, the drunk mother cursed bitterly while keeping the door key on Jenny.

Picking up the key, Jenny stood silently at the door, until she turned behind her mother to close the car door "knock", which opened the door and entered the house.

Very simple house, not even valuable furniture and objects. On the ground are cheap blankets that have long been faded and fluffy, and most of the furniture is bought from second-hand goods, with signs of serious wear and tear on them.

Fresh vomit can often be found in the corners of the house. It is a masterpiece of a drunk mother.

Although she claimed to be abstaining from drinking, the key to the wine cabinet was always with her.

After cleaning carefully, Jenny didn't dare to put too much effort on the furniture, for fear that the squeaky old goods would fall apart.

Lunch and dinner are an already tough pizza, even with beer foam on it.

After checking the doors and windows of the backyard, Jenny came to her room with pizza and water. This is a small attic room that is cleaned up and has a fresh air of girls.

The moment she closed the door, Jenny's frowning eyebrows slowly stretched out, and her cautious movements also relaxed. Only here is Jenny’s home, where she can relax completely.

After taking a bite of the cold pizza, Jenny found some cheap ointment to apply on the scar. Seeing her proficient movements, it is estimated that she did not do less.

Rubbing the wound lightly, Jenny's delicate eyebrows wrinkled lightly from time to time.

No one here cares about her, even if she has several more scars, even if she hasn't eaten enough for days.

The mother is an alcoholic. In order to get more relief, she gave birth to a son with a homeless man. The tall and burly tramp had met Jenny before, and the abnormal enthusiasm in his eyes made Jenny very scared.

Jenny lives in this kind of family environment, and she can only protect herself with a sharp knife hidden away~www.ltnovel.com~ After taking care of the scars, Jenny took a bath with cold water. The gas and electricity at home have long been cut off. If you can survive without drinking water, it is estimated that the tap water will also be cut off.

Pack yourself, it's more than six in the afternoon.

Relaxed Jenny took out a small box hidden deep under the bed. The small box was very light, but Jenny held it carefully, as if there were precious treasures in it.

Inside are indeed Jenny's treasures, a few beautiful colored hair ropes, old plastic toys, a few neatly stacked US dollars and some coins.

Whenever she saw those beautiful knives, Jenny couldn't help but want to drop them.

After counting the dollars that can be seen at a glance, Jenny's gaze slowly fell on a cheap pendant.

It was a pendant that her father gave to herself, and Jenny cherished it very much.

The "Kacha" pendant opened, revealing two photos inside.

An old, yellowed, middle-aged man with bulging cheekbones and a cold expression on it. One is a photo of Jenny, which is a group photo of the Boy Scouts, which was carefully cut by Jenny with scissors.

Holding onto the pendant tightly, Jenny did not know when she fell asleep.

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Wiping off the sticky high-grade cream on his face, Dole took a sip of **** ale.

"These little guys can really toss, I was behaved when I was a kid, and liked reading books and newspapers."

Parker was equally embarrassed, packing the cutlery and kitchenware, and he was relieved.

The two had just attended a birthday party. When the little girls saw the "Qigong Delicacy", all they were left with were screams and screams, just like that "planetary meal".

Dole and Parker are not too old. Those little girls are probably about to graduate from junior high school, and they have left several enthusiastic phone numbers for them.