Reckless Through The New World

Although there were criticisms of the hotel's conditions, everyone slept well that night.

The hay used as a bed is no more comfortable than the damp green grass in the forest. Although the village chief was poor, he obviously put a lot of thought into this hotel. There was not even a single branch in the hay, and it was even a specially selected soft grass. Lying on it is of course not as good as the Simmons bed in the castle, but it is actually quite comfortable.

The walls of the room are very thick, and as long as the windows are closed, the cold wind at night can be blocked to the maximum extent - of course, the door cannot be closed, otherwise it is courting death.

Close the doors and windows and light the stove in the house, it is not a night to keep warm, but suicide by burning charcoal.

In reality, many people choose to commit suicide in this way, and it is said that they die without pain. Doctor Anka wanted to scoff at this statement. He has emphasized many times that for a suicide victim, the physical pain is nothing, but the spiritual pain is what is really scary—in fact, it is the same for most people. , really unbearable, is the pain in the heart.

It is precisely because she wants to help people heal their heartache that Anka will teach herself about psychiatrists. But before he had time to apply what he learned, he crossed into this world.

Maybe this is actually not bad. There is no shortage of good doctors on earth, but the world lacks.

Strictly speaking, the world seems to lack everything.

The fantasy world of swords and magic, after turning from fantasy to reality, is actually not so beautiful.

Just like this poor and rundown village.

There is an iron frame on the fire pit in each room, and there is a large pot next to it. The large pot is filled with hot water with a little flour. If you're hungry, you can drink some porridge with the core - assuming it counts as porridge.

As for the "dark bread"...the transmigrants didn't eat it in the end, they ate dry food.

They have a lot of dry food. In addition to exercising and having fun in the castle, the main thing for the travelers to go out is to hunt. The grassland is very large and the products are very rich, especially when the night falls, the products are even more abundant. As long as you have enough strength, you can get more food.

After going back and forth, there is a mountain of food reserves inside the castle. If the mages could use magic to turn them into dry food, I'm afraid they would all be rotten long ago.

There are also people who eat something different, like Maiev the night elf.

With the consent of everyone in the same room, he threw a piece of ground dragon meat with blood into the pot and boiled it on a fierce fire.

"Can you eat the meat of the Earth Dragon?" someone asked.

"It should be possible." Maiev said with uncertainty, "When killing it before, many people drank its blood, and there was no sign of poisoning - the tiger drank the most, but I think he still spirited,"

"I've been hungry for too long." Tiger's pale face was slightly red, "I'm a vampire, but I don't want to **** human blood. During this time, I can only live on wolf blood, pig blood, and rabbit blood... The smell of blood is really good. No, there is too little vitality in it. And the blood of the dragon..."

He hesitated, thought about the wording, and said, "You probably won't feel it, but to me it's like a very tasty broth, and like a good drink, and when you drink it, The whole person is energized.”

"...You are sucking powder."

Tiger smiled bitterly and shook his head again and again.

If he knew that he could travel, he would never choose the profession of vampire. Although as the highest vampire lord, he is not like ordinary low-level vampires, and he can even do a horse-riding dance in the sun, but his thirst for blood and vitality has been tormenting him.

Especially these companions in the castle, almost every one of them has extremely powerful vitality. He usually lives and acts with everyone, and he can clearly feel the surging vitality coming from the body next to him, and he can almost smell the scent of blood... After a long time, his whole person has become a little bit. solitary.

This time, he got a lot of blood from the dragons, which not only relieved his urgent needs, but also relieved his worries.

Who ruled that vampires should **** human blood? There are many powerful monsters in this world, such as the Earthling Dragon. Just use those guys for food!

What's more, the harvest this time alone is enough for him to absorb for more than a month, and if he saves a little, he can even maintain it for half a year. After half a year, I'll find another terrestrial dragon or something.

Everyone chatted without a word, and the broth of Dixinglong was soon cooked.

The flesh of this monster is very special. It is obviously huge and strong, but its flesh is not rough at all, but very tender. After just simmering in boiling water for a while, the soup began to appear white grease, and a faint aroma reverberated in the house.

"It's almost there..." Maiev muttered to herself, scooping a little soup with a wooden spoon, blowing it, bringing it to her mouth, and taking a careful sip.

"How does it taste?" Everyone asked curiously and expectantly.

Maiev was silent for a moment, then sighed deeply.

"Next time you stew this, put more ginger, onion and garlic," he said. "The smell is normal, but the appetite is terrible. It's like... taking out the guts of a fish and putting it in the summer sun. Let it dry for half an hour, and then eat it without any seasoning."

"Damn! Is that edible?"

"Have you eaten this too?"

"You learned this adjective from Master Bei..."

Everyone laughed, and then they all tasted a little curiously.

"no!"

"This really doesn't work!"

"It's actually good to taste it carefully, but unfortunately the smell is too strong."

"I'm afraid this can only be used to cook Sichuan cuisine."

"Our Sichuan dishes are not all spicy, and some are not."

"The so-called 'not spicy' means only a handful of chili peppers, right?"

After joking, everyone fell asleep, and no one took a second glance at the pot of broth that smelled so good.

Even the next morning, they would rather eat dry food with clear water, and no one wants to drink even one more sip of this soup.

After a night's rest, the travelers and the village chief settled the travel expenses, and then set off again. The place they are going to go is very far, not to mention that in this dilapidated village, there is really nothing worth paying attention to.

After they left, the village chief's family started to clean up the guest room, and soon saw the pot of broth that had cooled down.

The village chief's wife dipped a little with her finger curiously, put it into her mouth and sucked it twice, and then her face turned from shock to ecstasy!

"What a rich flavor!" She excitedly called her husband and daughter to tell them about the unexpected gain. "Those adventurers have left us great gifts!"

In the end, this pot of soup was divided into several portions, mixed with flour and stewed, and distributed to the residents of the entire village. Everyone ate happily and contentedly.