Free Web NovelUnder the irresistible invasion of the "spicy" flavor, Lu Yibei persevered for about twenty minutes, making all the proofed dough into steamed buns and placing them into the already prepared steamer baskets.
A total of two hundred and sixteen, a large quantity, enough to fill you up!
Du Sixian watched quietly from the side, her small mouth pursed, not saying a word.
Seeing Lu Yibei's "seven orifices bleeding," her body covered in sweat, and finally her hair instantly turning white, she was truly scared. But despite her worry, she didn't dare to say or do anything.
Now, when she saw Lu Yibei place the steamer baskets full of steamed buns onto the stove with rising steam, her clenched pink fists finally slowly relaxed.
She didn't know if it was her imagination, but she always felt that at the moment the steamer basket was placed steadily, it was as if Lu Yibei's soul had also been sublimated, and her entire demeanor had changed.
It was as if she had entered some kind of extraordinary state.
Could it be that this was the legendary enlightenment during battle? Du Sixian thought, stepping forward and cupping her hands towards Lu Yibei, "Congratulations, Expert."
"Mm, mm..." Lu Yibei, who had entered sage mode and was feeling like she was floating, responded perfunctorily. As the old saying goes, lust is a steel knife that scrapes bones; she had experienced it firsthand today.
She had originally thought that after enduring the torment of sourness and bitterness, the rest would be smooth sailing, but only after experiencing the taste of "spicy" did she suddenly realize that cooking Human Fireworks probably didn't have a single easy step.
If it weren't for the core of the Demoness Seed operating on its own at the critical moment, absorbing the negative effects brought by the spicy flavor, she might have spontaneously combusted on the spot and done something out of line.
Like grabbing Du Sixian, pushing her onto the cutting board, and putting on a paid performance...
However, after finally enduring the test of sour, sweet, and spicy, the lingering taste of the Human Fireworks ingredients dissipated, and the steamed buns were in the steamer. Just as they were about to be finished, Lu Yibei's mood became heavy.
She didn't know if it was because the core of the Demoness Seed had absorbed the negative effects of the "spicy" flavor too forcefully, but even now, as the cooking was nearing its end, she still hadn't tasted the "sweet" flavor.
According to Boss Hu, a dish of Human Fireworks should have all the emotions of sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy. Missing any one of them means it's not complete.
A Human Fireworks without "sweetness" is like sauerkraut fish with only sauerkraut and no fish, or like the 3D zone with only 3D and no Tifa. It's probably going to fail.
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Could it be that after working hard for most of the day, the cooking failed?
Although the remaining lost items were enough to start over, starting over would take another two or three hours, and Lu Yibei worried if Hua Xieyu could still hold on.
On the other side, at Lu Yibei's home.
Ju Meng sat beside the unconscious Hua Xieyu with a resentful look, playing mobile games while pouting and complaining non-stop.
"You dog, you said you'd just help watch Hua Xieyu for a little while, but you've been gone for several hours and haven't come back. You have no credibility at all. When you come back, see how Sister I will deal with you!"
Talking to herself, she looked down at the two new characters she had just drawn on her phone screen and suddenly didn't feel so angry anymore.
She was able to get the characters she had long desired, thanks to the generous sponsorship of Calamity Miss.
To make the "God of Guaranteed Pulls" happy and satisfied with her draws, one could imagine how many 648s Calamity Miss had spent. It could be said that she had invested heavily, which was barely enough to compensate for taking care of Hua Xieyu and Wang Yinglou.
Fortunately, the mobile games Ju Meng liked to play all had guaranteed pull mechanisms.
"Hmph, for the sake of you spending money for Sister I, I'll let you off this time!" Ju Meng muttered again, collecting herself and preparing to continue grinding in the game.
Just then, an unusual Spiritual Energy fluctuation suddenly came from within Hua Xieyu's body. As if disturbed by that Spiritual Energy fluctuation, a gust of wind suddenly rose in the living room, and the air was filled with a dusty smell, giving people a strange illusion of being in the center of a storm, with sand and stones flying around.
Noticing the abnormality, Ju Meng put down her phone, followed the source of the Spiritual Energy fluctuation, turned her head to look at Hua Xieyu, and frowned, her gaze falling on the spot three inches below her collarbone.
Below Hua Xieyu's collarbone, a blue light appeared, outlining a complex pattern.
"Is this a guardian mark? Do people still use this stuff these days? Don't they feel like they're losing out?" Ju Meng muttered.
Although she couldn't think of a way to solve the Parasitic Kindred Abomination, as a great urban legend with thousands of years of experience, she knew a little about guardian marks.
In a sense, a guardian mark is also a contract, but unlike most contracts, it is an extremely unequal, unilateral contract, and the Spiritual Energy consumption required to cast it is huge. A slight carelessness can even damage the foundation.
In Taoyuan in the early years, guardian marks were usually only used by Psychic or urban legend in their later years on their descendants when their lives were nearing their end.
But as time went on, people found that while guardian marks protected their descendants, they were too repulsive to external Spiritual Energy fluctuations, which could greatly limit the descendants from drawing Spirit Marks and strengthening their Power, so fewer and fewer people used them.
"I didn't expect to see it on this guy again today, it's rare!" Ju Meng sighed, her mood suddenly relaxing a lot.
Since Hua Xieyu had a guardian mark, her work difficulty was invisibly reduced by several levels.
At least she didn't have to worry too much about Hua Xieyu being devoured by the Parasitic Kindred Abomination so quickly, she just needed to focus on controlling the reproduction of the Parasitic Kindred Abomination.
Oh, right!
As if suddenly remembering something important, Ju Meng raised an eyebrow and looked at Wang Yinglou, who was about to cry from hunger.
I also have to prevent this little guy from eating random things.
Although the Power of the Invasion Beast is special and can devour the Power of any urban legend without scruple, thus replicating it for her own use, for a child to grow up healthy, she cannot be allowed to act recklessly according to her nature.
If she were to devour a bunch of messy Power, she might turn back into that distorted and ferocious ghostly appearance from before. And the characteristics of the Parasitic Kind's Power clearly state, "Contains harmful ingredients, prohibited for infants and young children!"
In the narrow, cramped space, there was only one window covered in greasy glass, and the light inside was dim. Thick fog permeated the air, and the light gray clouds seemed to be burned by fire, showing a strange red color.
In the thick fog where you couldn't see your fingers, the entire Liming City seemed to have turned into a ethereal dream, and everything within sight was only a blurry outline.
In the distance, suppressed cries and low roars kept appearing.
Outside the window, there were several figures in black standing there. Their excessively long body proportions looked quite bizarre, and they kept knocking on the window with their ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) hands that hung down past their knees.
Gently, one by one, leaving bloody prints on the greasy glass window, while emitting seductive whispers.
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"Don't hold on, he won't last much longer either..." "What you want, we have here-"
"Is it painful? Become our companion, and you will never be in pain again..."
Ignoring the figures outside the window, Hua Xieyu lay on the slightly damp bed that smelled faintly of mold, gazing tiredly at the tightly closed door.
From the cracks of the door, sounds of fighting and pungent smoke surged in.
Outside the door, that man was fighting with those distorted monsters that had no fixed form and were spewing black flames all over. Yes, that Grey-Clothed Man ultimately failed to take Hua Xieyu away.
Before they could leave the narrow street where the small building was located, they were blocked by an overwhelming onslaught of monsters and had to retreat into this small house, using the terrain to defend themselves.
However, although the Grey-Clothed Man failed to keep his promise to take Hua Xieyu away, he was exceptionally reliable. Except for their initial encounter, those monsters were never able to touch Hua Xieyu again.
"Bang--!"
Suddenly, a muffled sound came from the direction of the window. A pair of broad and powerful hands reached out from the thick fog and fiercely pressed the heads of those figures against the glass, smashing them to pieces.
Amidst heart-wrenching wails, those figures dissipated, and the small house fell silent again. A moment later, the rusty iron door opened with a "creak."
The Grey-Clothed Man pushed the door open and came to Hua Xieyu's side, panting. He touched her hot forehead, sighed silently, turned around, and slumped to the ground with his back against the edge of the bed.
"I've temporarily driven those guys away. They shouldn't come back for a while. You can rest well for a bit." "Why?" Hua Xieyu asked in a hoarse voice, looking at the Grey-Clothed Man's back.
As she spoke, her gaze shifted to the Grey-Clothed Man's back, falling on the area soaked with blood, lost in thought.
This was the third time the Grey-Clothed Man had repelled those distorted monsters. Each time he returned from outside, he would have more injuries on his body.
Moreover, she didn't know if it was her imagination, but when he returned this time, Hua Xieyu noticed that his figure seemed to become blurred and transparent, as if he was about to disappear.
The Grey-Clothed Man did not turn back and asked, "What why?" "Why are you fighting so hard for me?" Hua Xieyu asked.
From the moment the Grey-Clothed Man appeared until now, she had been wondering why this person, who had only met her once, was protecting her so desperately.
"This..." The Grey-Clothed Man was silent for a moment, then shrugged and said, "I actually don't know either, but I just feel that I must protect you, and protecting you is the meaning of my existence."
Hua Xieyu gazed at the Grey-Clothed Man's already somewhat blurred back, lost in thought for a moment, and asked softly, "Next time those monsters come again, can you not go? I'm worried..."
Worried that if you go, you won't be able to come back, Hua Xieyu added in her heart.
For some reason, she always felt that this Grey-Clothed Man was very kind, and if they were to part, she would be reluctant. "Probably not!"
"Roar--!"
As soon as the Grey-Clothed Man finished speaking, an earth-shattering roar came from outside the small house again. Those monsters were back.
So, without waiting for Hua Xieyu to say anything more, the Grey-Clothed Man got up and rushed towards the door. "Bang!"
With a muffled sound, the rusty iron door swallowed the light in Hua Xieyu's eyes and the Grey-Clothed Man's back--- freewebnøvel.com
Whoosh~!
As the steamer was opened, steam with a sweet aroma swept and spread around, and white, plump, and visually appealing white steamed buns gradually appeared from the steam.
Looking at those steamed buns, Lu Yibei was a little down. She seemed to have failed.
Although those steamed buns looked pretty good, they probably hadn't reached the level of Human Fireworks.
For a dish of the level of Human Fireworks, when it comes out of the pot, not to mention some shocking background music, it should at least glow, right? But these steamed buns were too ordinary.
After working hard for half a day, I didn't make Human Fireworks. This is troublesome. Lu Yibei thought.
Du Sixian, who was watching, looked at the steamed buns in the steamer, then at Lu Yibei, who was frowning and seemed troubled, and tentatively asked in a low voice, "Expert, is something wrong?"
"Yes, it seems to have failed." Lu Yibei looked at the steamed buns with a serious expression and nodded.
"Failed? How could that be? It looks pretty good?" Du Sixian said with a confused look, reaching out and tearing off a piece from the steamed bun in front of her, and putting it in her mouth.
Wait, don't...
Lu Yibei didn't notice Du Sixian's action for a moment. By the time she came to her senses and wanted to stop her, Du Sixian had already swallowed that small piece of steamed bun.
Oh no, this is bad!
Not only did I not make Human Fireworks, but I also poisoned my own dependent. Lu Yibei thought.
In her opinion, if these steamed buns only contained the emotions of "sour, bitter, and spicy," they might be poisons of the same level as "Lived", which Du Sixian's Spiritual Energy fluctuation level could definitely not withstand.
However, just as she was anxiously thinking of a way to remedy her oversight, she found that Du Sixian not only showed no symptoms of poisoning, but also closed her eyes and showed a very enjoyable expression, and a satisfied moan involuntarily came from her nose.
In a trance, she seemed to see the setting sun, the breeze blowing across the wheat field, raising layers of golden wheat waves. A boy herding cattle on the field path walked by with a large buffalo, his beloved riding on the back of the buffalo. Two or three children were playing and laughing on the threshing ground, and under the distant shade of a tree, an old man playing chess was at ease.
"This steamed bun is so sweet..." Du Sixian subconsciously murmured, and as she spoke, a tear quietly slid down her cheek.
Sweet? I didn't add sugar, how could it be... Wait! Lu Yibei was stunned for a moment, then as if she realized something, she grabbed a steamed bun and took a big bite.
The next moment, an indescribable sweetness filled her lips, teeth, and heart at the same time.
"Lao Zhang, your house is built so beautifully, it's really worth your hard work outside for so many years, hahaha!" "Xiao Li, you don't need to care about the rumors in the company. We all see your hard work and ability. Next month, the company plans to start new business in another place and wants to put you in charge. Do you have confidence?"
"Oh, you're so annoying, you have to play the game of meeting your ex-girlfriend for the last time before marriage, it makes me so shy... But you were much better than before!"
As fragments of memory flashed through her mind, Lu Yibei suddenly understood why she hadn't tasted "sweetness" when she was cooking.
This "sweet" taste was never independent; it had always been hidden among "bitter, spicy, and sour." Putting down the steamed bun, she echoed Du Sixian, "Yes, this steamed bun is so sweet..." Human Fireworks is done!
