Chapter 301

(That, we have only touched the girl's hands. Is it possible that it makes people get pregnant? Rumor...)

"Didi, the Knight has unauthorized the 'trajectory of fate' and gave him a warning in his eyes. The reward for this mission is offset! If it violates again, it will be forced to repatriate!"

Taking off his helmet, Ye Ling shook the task publisher on his wrist. Looking at the menu left on the table, he suddenly had a headache. Now Shika is even more difficult to deal with than the Planning Bureau.

"There's really nothing."

Carrying a dozen long menus that can form comic strips, Ye Ling walked into the kitchen worriedly.

That's right, it's a comic! So far, Toka only writes her own name and is illiterate, so the menu she wrote is a hand-painted finished product. Tonight's menu is folded, and it's a thick comic...

With so many ingredients, even two people can't move them back, not to mention that there are many ingredients that are not available in this world. It is estimated that Shika has drawn out all the menus for the day to comfort the injured soul.

Of course, you have to do it, but so much, Ye Ling will definitely not foolishly make all of it, just one part of it. Well, most of it, as long as there is soybean flour bread, the other ten-scents should not be seen.

He nodded as if he was angry and kicked the fat fox that approached him. Ye Ling reached out to touch the stove, and transparent cards were neatly arranged on it. Each of them emitted a soft blue light, forming a transformation array composed of light patterns. When Ye Ling put his hands in, he could often take out very fresh ingredients. The source energy weapon can remove the head and internal organs and eat it. It is very nutritious and has six times the protein as much as beef of the same quality~

Cough cough. Shixiang's appetite is too big. Ye Ling can handle the first few trajectories in person. After standing tired, he directly used what he thought and thoughts, and when he moved all kinds of kitchen utensils, he started to move them and worked hard. Ye Ling was responsible for bringing out the finished product.

Of course, a very long dining table is not enough, and after it is filled, it also occupies the kitchen cabinet.

"Woo, it's so delicious. I didn't expect that Japanese food could be so delicious. I really ignored it before."

Ye Ling walked out of the kitchen with a plate of steamed fish. Suddenly, he heard the sound of "Bajibaji". A clean-clothed middle-aged man showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth, making a cheerful sound of eating, and eating whatever he ate, and feasted in the position that originally belonged to Shixiang.

Ye Ling raised his eyebrows and put a hint of discomfort on his face. He put the fish on the table, then swept his sleeves and prepared to take away the food that had not been passive on the table.

But it doesn't move at all!

Ye Ling's ability seemed to suddenly fail and became an ordinary human. The feeling of controlling everything went away in an instant, and he couldn't even collect a few dishes. How could he play this game?

"Brother, don't you be so stingy. Isn't it just eating something for you?"

The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at Ye Ling's face seriously, nodded thoughtfully, and continued to eat.

"If you're really as sloppy as Hong Qigong, you'd have slap you to death."

Ye Ling was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he sat on the wooden chair, held his hands to his chest, and said, "Tell me what you meant and invite me on behalf of the Time Traveler Company?"

Ye Ling did not find the mission publisher on this mysterious guy's wrist, and he is undoubtedly a person from the Time Traveler Company.

"It seems a little narcissistic."

The middle-aged man's attention finally shifted from food to Ye Ling, and his ordinary and white face was filled with a hint of helplessness, and he said, "Don't worry, I'll never gain in vain for exchange, and of course, I have never given myself selflessly."

"I still have energy conservation! Do you think you are an alchemist of steel."

Ye Ling rolled his eyes in anger, his expression seemed a little angry. Just imagine, the food originally prepared for the cute girl was eaten by a big man who could be in a good mood? What if Shika cried again...

Thinking of this, Ye Ling looked at Shika's room guiltily. Fortunately, she went back to the game to level up (eat) and happily waited for Ye Ling to prepare dinner to call her.

"If you have farts, please let it go. If you weren't your ability was better than me, hum..."

"Also a stingy guy."

"seek death!"

Ye Ling slapped the table with a slap, grabbed the table's legs with both hands, trying to lift the table and mess with his bear's face. But he found that it was like he died on the ground, and he didn't move at all no matter how he lifted it.

"I'm so furious."

The middle-aged man quickly stuffed a ball of pasta into his mouth and said vaguely. Seeing that Ye Ling was really going wild, he quickly stopped him, put down his chopsticks, and his face became serious.

"For the first time I met, my name was... Oh, I'm old and I can't even remember my name. But many people call me 'magic book', some call me 'God of Transaction', 'Mysterious Merchant' and so on. In short, it's just a code name. You can do it. Anyway, these are all details."

Under Ye Ling's disgusting eyes, the Magic Book wiped the sauce left on the corner of his mouth with his clean sleeves. Strangely, the sleeves of this guy were still so clean and didn't look dirty at all, which made Ye Ling's face look better.

"Don't care about anything, just say something, and those who sell the dead will leave the money for food, get out of here."

Ye Ling had a flower in his hand, and the legendary weapon in the imaginary world was directly revealed to the real world by him, emitting a sharp breath, and easily cut open the air.

"What does it mean to light a knife?"

"Isn't it okay to peel nails? Of course, if you want to eat a tycoon meal, you may have to use it to peel something else."

Ye Ling said, his eyes kept looking at the middle-aged man, which made him feel scared.

"Don't, since I found you, I will definitely make a deal with you. Don't worry about this, absolutely equivalent exchange, and no advantage."

The magician sweated in his forehead and explained helplessly, then asked: "You don't have anything you want now? What you want to do? I have traveled through countless worlds and smelled the greatest benefit from you. You must have something you want to achieve..."

As he said that, the Magic Book couldn't wait to rub his hands, his eyes flashed with splendor, and he looked like a profiteer, completely incompatible with equivalent exchanges, fair transactions, etc., and he was as vulgar as a mouse.

"What I want..."

The weapon in Ye Ling's hand disappeared, he held his chin with his fingers, his eyes kept scanning the "God of Transaction" up and down, and said, "I want the ability to torture you a hundred times, is there any selling?"

"puff……"

The teacup that Magic Book got from somewhere was blown by him, and he wiped his mouth a little embarrassedly, saying, "Brother, your thinking is really distracting. How dare you ask you your surname?"

"Don't care about those details, do you have this, right? You can do it."

"Nothing really is."

"What a god of trading. Leave the money for food and get out of me quickly and get out of my mind."

"I am not a profiteer, I really don't have this..."

"Do you have no idea? Just become a mortal and let me fight a hundred coins."

"Ha...hehehe, I'm so thirsty."

The Magic Book touched a teacup and took a sip, and said seriously: "Tell me, I can help you achieve your wish, or I can also know any information, I will be exempted from that just now."

The positive image of Magic Book that was finally managed was shattered when he said the last sentence, and it was still as vulgar as it was.

"Information..."

Ye Ling finally became serious. To be honest, he felt too much in his heart and couldn't remember it for a while. He didn't know which one to ask.

"Yes, yes! I'm also trading intelligence. You just mentioned the Time Traveler Company. I have their detailed information here, including several directors and all the senior officials' intelligence."

Ye Ling looked at him contemptuously and said, "I want to know how to hit you a hundred times, a hundred times."

“…”

Looking at the magic book's bitter face with his parents dead, Ye Ling finally smiled with satisfaction. Then, with a hint of hesitation and hesitation, and fear that he was unwilling to face, he asked: "I want to know someone, that person's intelligence."

"who?"

"Tokaka Kirishima, where is she?"
Chapter completed!