My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely! - Chapter 1208

[Chapter 1191 Another battle with the esophagus, the power of hot pot!]

Not to mention alien races, just talking about the relationship between humans and humans, conflicts continue under natural disasters one after another.

And from a long time ago, Sumo knew that the territory wanted to grow and absorb more human survivors.

Either decisively cut off all ties with the alien race, without any unnecessary adhesion to give other survivors room for discussion.

Or make sure that the subjugated aliens can be like the group of little fishmen, completely and willing to surrender to humans without any complaints.

Otherwise, unclear adhesion will only lead to disaster.

Now it’s developed over several rounds.

Facts have proved that there is really no problem with this decision.

The conflict between humans and aliens has become more and more serious, especially after the stimulation of the Ten Thousand Paths War, there is no longer any chance for the two sides to relax.

If Tianyuan Territory wants to continue to develop, it can certainly always suppress the slow pace and absorb suitable foreign races.

But for Connie, if she wants to grow a qualified alien force, she must break away.

Considering that the territory at that time did not need a group of aliens with huge appetites to share supplies, nor did it need any battle rounds for aliens to rush forward.

This is how Connie later developed independently.

Of course, Connie seemed to disappear this year, and no news came back. It seemed that her development outside was not going smoothly.

If Oreo hadn’t always sensed that she was still alive, Sumo would have thought that his arrangement had failed.

“We haven’t seen each other for a long time. Connie’s strength has improved significantly!”

At this time, the two parties looked at each other, and Sumo could roughly sense Connie’s current ability from the slight rise of hair.

Very strong.

At least one order of magnitude stronger than the Minotaur Corrado, and about the same level as the previous priest on the Kobold Castle.

Considering that Connie is not an alien like Corrado who can only use brute force, plus magical alien magic.

If you are an opponent, it is hard to say whether you will win or lose without a weapon.

“It’s a pity that in this case, I want to have further in-depth communication.”

Sumo raised his head and looked at the dark sky outside the arena.

Although it was obscured by the game, one could still imagine the crowded auditorium at this time.

This is not one or two, dozens, or tens of thousands.

It is no exaggeration to say that after the first day’s preparation, it is not unusual for more than 90% of the players from the wasteland to come in.

Being stared at by so many people, no matter how much I wanted to say, I had to say it after the game was over.

A slight delay.

As the contestants took their seats, the three judges also came to the judges’ desk from the audience after screening the game.

Some are doing it.

This time the judges are no longer a combination of two aliens and one human, but three humans.

This is even worse for Connie, who was already at an advantage.

After all, against the human Soma, it would be fine if he got test questions that the aliens were good at, and there might still be a chance of winning.

But if we draw test questions that humans are good at, the judges will still be three humans.

That’s nothing compared to wool, so forget it.

Of course, having said that, the reactions of the aliens in the audience were very real.

At this time, except for some “little newbies”, they shouted to surrender and give human Soma a harsh lesson.

Most of the old fritters were extremely calm and assumed that Connie made the choice for themselves.

If they meet other humans, they may choose to surrender and eliminate them together with someone who is behind them.

But surrendering in front of human Soma

wouldn’t mean committing suicide?

What if this guy suddenly goes crazy and takes action?

Then it won’t be humans who can hold on for thirty seconds, but them.

“It’s not a fight or a vote. Fortunately, I didn’t draw this freak!” “

This lion tribe is also unlucky. In the first game, we drew the strongest human being.” “

Let’s take a look at the test questions first. Wan One is beneficial to our alien race.”

“Ah, why is this a cooking competition again? What’s going on?” “

Okay, the cooking competition is good. Ahem, I mean, you lose anyway, right?” “

That’s right. I don’t know how successful this lioness can be in forcing the human Soma. It seems that he is much stronger than the previous tauren.” Ignoring the

appearance of the alien race and just listening to the current discussion, I can’t help but give people a strong feeling. A sense of confusion.

In the field.

The three judges were also very excited at this time. If it weren’t for the forced isolation of the game, they would probably rush over to “chasing stars” now.

[Record]: The contestants are in place, the judges are in place, and the elimination round has officially begun!

[Record]: This knockout event is: Battle for the Esophagus

[Record]: Participants need to select and make dishes from limited ingredients in accordance with the requirements of the three judges.

[Record]: This knockout competition lasts one hour. Participants must pay attention to the time.

[Record]: Players who successfully win this game will receive a reward: Win +1.

There is no deviation from the previous guess.

Because the God of Cookery has the largest proportion of authority, this competition still included the battle for the esophagus.

And as the game prompts fell, the familiar rooms and cabinets appeared again.

“Vote?”

Connie, who was standing in the cabinet on the right, asked with a helpless expression, her eyes wandering.

No way, she can still tell the difference between the big and the small king.

Not to mention that what the two of them were competing for today was a battle for the esophagus that was beneficial to humans. Even if it was a battle that benefited alien races or a competition for survival, she didn’t have the guts to win.

As long as Somo goes back and says a word, Oreo will be remotely deprived of ownership rights.

She may be a majestic lion-man priest of the Austrian tribe now, but the next second she may have to become an extremely ordinary lion-man.

“There’s no rush, I need some time.”

Sumo also responded with a look, and at the same time, he used micro-movements that others didn’t notice to signal Connie to wait.

Just because you meet someone you know in the first round doesn’t mean you’ll meet them in the next few rounds.

Now is the perfect time to prepare some weapons that can be used in the upcoming competition.

Even if the alien race they encounter next suddenly gets angry, they can be easily subdued.

As for how to turn ordinary ingredients into weapons, Sumo was not worried.

A life-and-death fight is not just playing house, and there is no need to consider compliance, consequences, etc.

In a certain irregular weapon fighting textbook, most of the chapter describes how to turn ordinary and common objects at hand into extremely lethal weapons.

As long as a few can be reproduced, it will be enough to deal with ordinary aliens.

Furthermore, isn’t there still a system?

As long as you are willing to pay enough survival points, even a piece of scrap metal can be upgraded into a pistol.

In the first game, Sumo decided to prepare some hard stuff to ensure the success of the next few games.

[Now, judges, please follow the numbers on the table and start asking questions! ]

[Judge No. 1, ‘Daisuke Inoue’, please give me a question! ]

Still in order from left to right, the Japanese man on the far left stood up with great excitement.

However, what is a bit surprising is that this guy did not ask for Western food. Instead,

“I want hot pot, Sichuan spicy hot pot with all kinds of ingredients!” “

It was when Su Shen was eating in the shelter when he first traveled to the wasteland. That kind!”

Oops.

This opening was a complete boast from Lao Su.

Although the difficulty of hot pot is not as great as imagined, a number of qualifiers have been added.

Not to mention Connie, any foreigner who came over would be confused.

[Record]: The first test question is established: Sichuan Spicy Hot Pot

[Record]: Please two contestants start preparing. The competition will start in thirty seconds.

“I can’t eat you to death.”

Connie secretly cursed, glanced at the ingredients piled on the floor, and simply sat down to eat.

Already destined to be eliminated, he might as well eat and drink before leaving.

In this way, even if you are eliminated, you can still make some money back.

“Hot pot is quite simple. It has all the base ingredients, so you can order whatever you want and it’s done.” It

‘s not a strict dish requirement, and it can free up most of the time to make weapons.

Sumo was naturally happy and relaxed. He found a pot, added the base ingredients, and started to prepare.

The first is melee weapons.

“Do you have a longer rolling pin? This one is not easy to use.”

Picking up the meter-long stick in the corner, Somo opened his eyes and told lies without caring.

For most people, a 60cm rolling pin is a bit long.

The optimal length is between thirty and fifty, which is the length suitable for rolling noodles.

However, not all rolling pins fall within this range. When he went to the ancient city of Xixian, Sumo saw with his own eyes a rolling pin that was more than two meters and close to three meters long, and could roll out thin noodles two meters wide at a time.

Isn’t this too much to ask for?

[Record]: The player’s requirements are within a reasonable range, and there

is no ink mark when changing the game.

There was a flash of purple light, and a long stick with a length of more than two meters appeared in the corner.

And like other rolling pins, the outer skin has been treated to be very smooth and the hardness has been appropriately processed.

“Hey, this is appropriate.”

Although the long stick is thin on both sides and thick in the middle, it is not suitable for use as a long gun shaft.

But as long as you find a way to insert the western knife into the tip of one side, it will immediately become a more lethal spear.

It is not suitable for long-term battles, but there is absolutely no problem in a short period of time.

“Hey, what is Su Shen doing? Isn’t he preparing hot pot?”

“Stop it, that lioness is so messed up. Doesn’t Su Shen have time to prepare weapons? Otherwise, if there is a fight in the next few rounds, What should I do about the aliens?”

“Oh, right, you didn’t tell me that I haven’t remembered yet, are you going to take action?” “

You can’t do it, right? This lioness is very smart, and she won’t give in to the chance at all. Mo Ji is waiting for the end of the game to quit.”

“If you can still play like this, then I… No, this is Su Shen. If it were anyone else, he would be torn alive by the aliens.” The audience on the stage had never seen or heard of it

. This kind of scene.

This is no longer a competition, but both sides are busy with their own affairs.

The only difference is.

The lioness was busy eating, while Somo was busy preparing weapons.

Twenty minutes passed, and an unusually strong spear took shape under everyone’s eyes.

The shape is very simple.

The top tip is inlaid with an unusually sharp blade, about twenty centimeters in length.

The pointed tip at the bottom is made of a torn towel to make an anti-slip design to ensure that it will not fall off during use.

For the survivors who have experienced the baptism of survival, such hands-on ability is not unusual.

But what is a bit puzzling is that after Somo waved it a few times, everyone could see that the knife head and rolling pin were too tightly fixed.

It feels as if the blade is fixed there.

“What fixed technology is used for this?”

Some players who made the manual route widened their eyes with confusion.

Except for the magical route ability, at this time they have no idea what method they can use to achieve the current result.

But isn’t Su Shen’s path the path of becoming a medicated diet apprentice?

“I’m done, submit the dishes!”

Just when the audience was confused, the hot pot cooking on the other side of the stove was edible.

Satisfied, Sumo put down his spear, picked up the entire pot, and placed it in the submission area.

To be fair, the quality of the hot pot this time is completely incomparable to the previous ones.

At the end of the whole process, he only put in the hot pot base ingredients and added his favorite vegetables to cook.

But for hot pot,

as long as the base is fragrant, it is worth any unnecessary means.

He also scanned it with his route ability and found that it could add a weak healing effect, so Soma didn’t waste it.

Add it directly to add a special attribute to the ordinary hot pot.

“I’ve done it too, submit the dishes.”

Connie, who was gnawing on cucumbers on the other side, didn’t care and casually threw the two potato lumps on hand.

All the aliens on the stage shook their heads when they looked at this messy appearance.

What a waste.

Even if you can’t beat him, you can at least force this human Soma to use some special trump cards.

Such a powerful strength was lost in vain, and it was not as good as the previous Minotaur Corrado.

However, the alien who said this had forgotten that Corrado was just a newborn calf and was not afraid of tigers.

Not knowing the name of human Soma, Jun treated his opponent as an ordinary human being.

If he had known the name of Somo, the God-Slayer, in advance, he might have been even worse than Connie now.

“Phew, that’s what it tastes like, it’s delicious, it’s so delicious!”

the moment the hot pot was served.

Not afraid of being burned, Inoue Daisuke devoured the food and looked like he had been hungry for a long time.

But it is not surprising that most survivors can only eat half a full meal every day.

And it’s the kind of hard dry food mixed with boiling water that’s forced into the stomach.

The fragrant and hot hot pot is filled with fresh vegetables and tender beef slices.

The price is thirty points.

The audience on the stage didn’t originally intend to buy it, but after looking at it, some couldn’t help but buy it.

It’s okay if there’s no such thing as a blocking button.

The game also deliberately spreads the smell of hot pot into the audience area. Who can resist it?

Suddenly, more and more hot pots began to appear in the audience, and there were sucking and swallowing sounds everywhere.

Some people bought them but planned to take them out to share with their families after the game.

Even some new aliens who entered the wasteland could not resist the temptation and reluctantly spent points to place orders.

This is not the human God Su, this is obviously the human God of Cooking!

Compared to the dirty blood food they ate in the territory, the food now was so delicious!

“Tsk, tsk, it would be nice if I could receive a share of the game.”

Sumo touched his chin and looked at the sales figures above his head.

Hotpot with 30 points is not cheap, but over 400 million copies were sold in just a few minutes.

Counted as disaster points, there are a full 12 billion.

Even if it is only divided into a small amount, it is enough for him to not have to worry about disaster points in the rest of the game!

(End of chapter)