Time comes a month later...

The origin of BB corn in the human world is in the Hell forest.

“Cut!”

Fulai nodded with satisfaction when the huge corn kernels floating in the air framed by a white square in front of him, which allowed him to shake back and forth.

"I just said I can. Look, this is completely successful. I took out one of them directly from the huge corn kernels, without hurting the others, and didn't even touch the corn squid at all. I asked who dares to say that I'm precise now."

And just when Fulai was so proud, the system jumped out and interrupted:

"Ah yes yes yes, yes, I don't know whose cut it was. I almost cut the entire plant hell, and I was so tired that I almost exhausted..."

"Why did I forget who it is?"

It was another day of daily shielding system. Fulai seemed to hear nothing. He still held the corn in his hand seriously and walked leisurely to the volcano next to the plant hell. He used "cut" to remotely control the corn kernels of BB corn and started cooking, plus the second precision connection.

This time, the precision requires Fulai to observe the status of the corn kernels remotely, and flip and transfer at the right time.

If this can be accomplished, some of the chef abilities in the system can be unlocked.

Although it was a bit too late to complain like this, Fulai still had something to say.

"Since you can transfer memories, why don't you just stuff the chef's memories to me directly? You have to make such a big circle, and the design of this system is definitely flawed."

And more than Fry's complaints, the system is of course unhappy.

"What does my setting mean that I have a flaw? The world of the inner world can indeed transmit memory to the surface world, but such memory transmission does not have muscle memory."

"What's the use of giving your brain a clever mind? A guy who can shake out the afterimage with a knife hand still wants to cook?"

"Sharp complaints, but unfortunately I didn't complain about the energy collector..."

Listening to his own system and talking, he became a traitor, Fulai shook his head speechlessly.

"What a pity. If I weren't sure what the upper limit of the combat power of the universe film was, and only based on the expressiveness of the earth film, it would be enough for me to directly receive the gift package for novices..."

"But doing so may lead to the possibility of further improvement in the later stage, and by then it will really become cannon fodder in the Universe..."

Just as Fulai was thinking about it, a sensation of pain came from his head, almost in an emergency response. Fulai raised his head and accidentally arched the elf of his system out.

Only then did he realize that his own system was kicking him.

And why the kicking him...

"Ah, my BB corn is muddy..."

...

Fulai-Xiao Tailang's private group.

Fulai: "@Xiao Tailang, is BB popcorn or not? BB popcorn JPG"

Xiao Tailang: "Oh? Delicious food? That's absolutely impossible to miss."

【Ding, Fulai gives red envelope xN】

【Ding ~】

Xiao Tailang: "Tell me, I'll show my diligence if I have nothing to do, either a traitor or a thief. What do you want to do? ←_←"

Xiao Tailang: "Oh, no, I should say what you want to ask, after all, for me you can't do anything. (-i_-)"

Furley: "…"

Fulai: "Okay, then I'll just say it. I feel that the skills given by your system are a bit pitfall, and many situations cannot be solved independently..."

Furley: "For example, deletion, monotonous straight line erasing, you can avoid it with a faster speed, and compression is the same as deletion."

Furley: "For example, cutting, square specifications, is too easy to hide. Unless you face large-scale organisms, it will have limited uses..."

Furley: "Not to mention other auxiliary skills like recovery and search._(:3"∠)_"

Xiao Tailang: "Simply put, you think that you have a large skill defect and a narrow range of use. I want to ask if I can change it. (-@y@)"

Furley: "Yeah~"

Seeing Fulai's answer, Xiao Tailang felt speechless. Has this guy worn his brain out of time for several years? Why does his painting style feel as incompatible with himself in other worlds?

However, for such things that are related to strength, survival, and anchoring, compared to complaining, solving problems is obviously the top priority.

Xiao Tailang: "Deleting this thing is like a small pistol. Your power is a bullet, just to shoot the bullet out. Group attack and single attack are nothing more than the difference between Gatlin and a pistol. When your strength increases and your energy reserve increases, these abilities will naturally be unlocked by themselves. (-i_-)"

Xiao Tailang: "As for cutting it is easy to hide..."

Speaking of this, Xiao Tailang really couldn't help it. The main reason was that the question this guy asked was too stupid, and he felt like he was having nothing to do to find a topic. Even though Xiao Tailang was already very restrained, he still couldn't help but swear.

Xiao Tailang: "As long as you react slowly enough, what attacks can't be avoided by others? Don't blame my skills here.┴─┴︵╰(‵□′)"

Xiao Tailang: "The skills I give you include small-scale destruction, large-scale erasure, single-body cutting, group control, sealing, nurse, and all-round development of investigation. Don't cause trouble for me here if you pick your own food..."

...

In the unknown world.

He closed the private group chat page with an unhappy face. Xiao Tailang took a few deep breaths, relieved his anger because of an unreliable guy, and finally looked up and looked around.

I have to say that the guy Fulai wrote a letter very coincidental, just as he was stuck when Xiao Yiren was exploring the new world.

"The first two times in the world, I've been killed again, so be careful this time..."

To be honest, Xiao Yiren is indeed a little tired. It is obvious that the projection world of other people is so normal, but for some reason it is so strange when it comes to him.

I won’t talk about the strange Pleasant Goat fan, the Bear Cook Theater, which was instantly killed just after entering, and the captives of delicacies that could not even be able to move normally. Just the next few projections were also inexplicably wonderful.

Just say that the last time, as soon as Xiao Yiren appeared, he was inexplicably slapped to death by a palm technique that fell from the sky. According to the previously discovered scene, the slap seemed to have printed the entire planet on the "Starry Avenue", which can be said to be quite outrageous.

Of course, although the planet looks strange, it looks like the guy who slapped that slap in the head...

For example, last time, last time...

"The road to love is long and arduous, and I will search up and down."

"I hope this world won't be too crooked..."

Looking at the endless primeval forest around him, Xiao Yiren looked at his white hair and white coat. When he turned around, he immediately put on a pair of silver and blue technology armors. His whole body was covered with tightly covered, with no gap left outside.

It is common sense to wear it tighter when going out to prevent mosquito bites. Of course, although Xiao Yiren doesn’t know whether the words can be worn through his white hair...

...

The highest-end world exploration often uses the most simple and unpretentious detection methods.

Soon Xiao Yiren found a place through a telescope. The architectural style was obvious, mainly in Western European Greek carving style, and the building was concentric circles, and each place was separated by ships.

Moreover, according to Xiao Yiren's observation, as the "concentric circle" gradually penetrates into the center, the smaller the number of people living inside, and on the contrary, the better the living standards and sanitation conditions, it should be that a strict hierarchical identity system was implemented.

Apart from the outermost civilian areas that are almost exactly the same as the traditional Greek style, as well as the agricultural and animal husbandry areas beyond, the noble and rich areas in the inner circle, the inner circle of the ring is a temple and palace that can truly be distinguished from other ancient Western European buildings.

But what is strange is that the residents of this place who obviously have a Western European style used Latin in conversation, and they had never heard of English or Xiao Yiren. Instead, it was a subject that Xiao Yiren was very familiar with - Japanese.

"Okay, what kind of Japanese anime should be in? Atlantis? Where would it be..."

...

at the same time……

"Father! I don't want to marry him. You can't make decisions for me without authorization. I don't like him... Anyway... I don't want to marry him."

In the palace vocational school of the Kingdom of Atlantis, a girl in a princess suit, but obviously not very good at age, pointed her finger at a boy who was obviously not far away from her, and shouted to a middle-aged man who was sitting on the throne called "King Atlantis" who looked completely Asian.

It is obvious that although it is very strange, the girl who is at most ten or even eleven years old is the princess of the Kingdom of Atlantis. Well, she will talk about marriage and having children in a few days.

The other one is obviously disliked, and is at most eleven or twelve years old, that is, the future king of Atlantis and the princess's fiancé.

As for the one who looks at the throne and even has a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, the legendary King Atlantis, the Kingdom of Atlantis, and the supreme ruler.

Facing the "willfulness" of his own princess, King Atlantis was obviously very unhappy. He suddenly stood up from his throne, slapped the table in front of him, and spoke sternly:

"Nothing! I should be the one who decides this kind of thing! Okay, whether you are going to make a decision today, you may decide whether it is a good thing or not!"

"But, Father..."

...

Looking at the conflict between the "father and daughter" in front of him, the "prince" who had been standing not far away and remained silent and said nothing.

"So is this in a drama? What's going on?"
Chapter completed!