"How much strength does Natasha have now?" During dinner, Pinecone looked at Mars who was questioning his soul and was stunned. His big eyes were full of doubts: "Mars, you don't even know!"

"Wait a minute, why do you think I know this fatal question?" Mars tilted his head and put his tail on his head.

"You are the person closest to Miss Natasha. I have never seen her preparing breakfast for other boys." Pinecone stared at Mars with a curious light in his eyes. He is indeed the youngest and youngest in the tower.

A conscientious historian.

Are you talking about that breakfast where every calorie from bread to butter, from ham to vegetables, is torturing the structural strength of a silly leopard’s stomach?

Mars's eyes were filled with tears when he mentioned this, especially when he watched Natasha eat her portion with a happy face. The white bear girl's stomach must be connected to another dimension, and she can't even express it.

I had an upset stomach, and Mars would feel nauseous for the entire day every time he ate that food.

Even the bears raised in the tower won't eat this food - really, Mars tried it, and the current Miss Bear didn't even take a second bite of that bear cub, and only this time, she showed up and saw Mars taking it.

It has a conditioned reflex to run away when a burger appears in front of it.

Thinking of this, Mars felt a pain in his heart: "I'm not the roundworm in her belly."

"...That's right, but we don't know how much Natasha's power is, what level of Nirvana's mage is, what level of Chun's sword skills are, and whether your psychic power can break through it within five years.

Thirty of them are the four secrets of the tower." After Pinecone said this, he pointed to the door for Mars with the corner of his eye.

Mars turned his head and saw Natasha...the lunch box in her hand.

"Mars, come here, I made you some snacks." Xiao Xiong Yiren, a contestant who can kill a leopard with one punch, put down her snack box and left.

Everyone sitting in front of the long table gasped, and Nanfang Zhiqiu even handed his ignorant little hand to the pot of biscuits: "Is it okay if I eat one?"

he asked Mars.

Mars nodded: "Come on, all of you."

There is deep sin hidden in the smile.

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At eight o'clock in the evening, Brother Colt, the acting sage, sent a message to Mars: "Mars, the collective vomiting in your grade cafeteria tonight was food poisoning caused by biscuits, but your cafeteria did not provide biscuits tonight.

Do you know the reason?"

Of course I know.

"Natasha made me biscuits, but I didn't know her cooking skills were so unreliable, and I don't know how she makes them, but at least I won't throw up when I eat her food." Mars

Of course, I didn’t eat any cookies, so I gave them all to the more curious students.

So really, curiosity is the biggest boost to a short life, especially pine cones. This girl was so curious that she ate two pieces in one bite, then vomited to a mess, and was given salt water by the people at the medical center.

"It's a pity that you couldn't keep the cookies, but I have asked Natasha to make another batch. I hope to find out which step went wrong." Brother Colt is very concerned about this matter.

This made Mars somewhat confused, but considering that Natasha's previous breakfasts were only stomach-aches at most, and this has not happened yet, Mars decided to wait and see what happens.

But he was still worried, so Mars could only go to see Natasha, and found that the girl was making cookies with a grimace. Seeing Mars coming over, the little bear snarled: "Mars, it's great that you're okay, I thought

You are also poisoned."

At this point, I can no longer say that I didn't eat the biscuits.

Mars watched the girl bake the cookie, and then an omnic from the medical center took it away.

When Mars was watching Natasha packing her things, he noticed that the flour bag in her hand seemed different from the previous one: "Isn't your flour the previous brand?"

"Well, I ran out of the previous one. I bought it from the supermarket in District 11 of New Hangzhou when I went to play with Songguo and the others." Natasha was silent for two seconds after saying this, and then she opened the door. After a while,

, she ran back with a beetle, tore open the mouth of the originally tied bag, took out a little flour and sprinkled it in front of the insect.

"Insects won't eat this thing at all," Mars asked.

"It's okay. I have someone who is super capable of controlling bugs." After Natasha said that, Mars saw the bug starting to eat the flour.

Then the bug died.

Then Mars saw An Mimi's head appearing from the door: "Natasha, take my Jinqianwan... Jinqianwan!"

The poor bunny girl and her pet experienced life and death in just a few dozen seconds, and Natasha grabbed Mars' hand and ran out: "There is something wrong with the flour! I will pay for your bugs!"

Seeing Mars being dragged away, An Mimi's curiosity arose, and she ran downstairs: "Where are you going!"

"Go to the supermarket in District 7, New Hangzhou, and I will squeeze the boss's head out of his head!" Natasha told the story of her flour and a group of unlucky people as she ran.

"Is that so, Mars, aren't you going to contact your mentor?"

Do you think I look like a leopard with some spare time?

After being dragged all the way, Mars, whose body was about to fall apart, looked at the rabbit spirit with wise eyes.

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After finally getting into Natasha's car, Mars told Colt where they were going and left a message for his mentor.

After a while, the mentor replied to Mars. In the communication channel, the omnic troops were exchanging fire with various alien species in the sewers: "I'll leave the matter in the supermarket to you, Mars, I will send two teams,

Help you control the supermarket, and don't be stingy with firepower. If they dare to sell problematic flour, you need to be very energetic."

"I need the toxicology analysis team, and if they have sold a lot of flour, we need the cooperation of the Beijing Headquarters."

"I will contact Superintendent Ximen and hope they still have enough manpower. These guys seem to be well prepared."

After saying that, the instructor hung up the phone.

Mars began to retrieve the map. At this time, Meng Zuo drove up from behind in a spider armor. He poked his head out of the personnel entrance and exit on the rear abdomen of the spider armor: "I'm still doing maintenance. Listen to Mr. Corgan."

Tell me what happened when you came out."

Mars told Meng Zuo about the flour.

"Good guys, these guys must be crazy, but then again, if flour is so effective, why are there no cases of citizens being poisoned in the news?" Meng Zuo shared the information with Mars. Today's online news was full of singing and dancing, and everyone

Horses running and dancing are nothing serious.

This made Mars a little confused.
Chapter completed!