Apocalyptic Forecast

　　 "This is really amazing. The fineness is even higher than me... Isn't it inferior to the highest alchemy furnace?"

　　 Vladimir leaned over and sighed: "Sure enough, Miss Paper is a powerful enemy beyond my expectation... In this case, even if the plan changes, it doesn't matter, it's really satisfying and satisfying!"

　　 chattering, talking to oneself, talking to oneself.

　　Like people living in their own world.

　　 I don’t care whether others can understand it or not, or how they think of me.

Vladimir stretched out his hand, took out the special material box from under the table, put it on the cooking table, raised his head and asked: "I know Miss Huai has the habit of late hair, so I will deal with it a little before the game starts. Ingredients, is it okay?"

　　 In the open material box, wisps of cold white mist continued to rise.

　　 There is no doubt that it is an extreme cold artificially simulated.

　　 A whole piece of thick ice, as if excavated from under some ice layer, glowed with a faint blue light. Showing one of the thick hind legs, with a beautiful cross section, the fleshy texture can be clearly seen.

　　 But the problem is... the back leg that occupies the entire ice cube is as big as half a table... What kind of animal's legs can be so thick?

　　 There is no deep precipitation or hell.

　　 Any cooking demon can tell that it is a living creature born and bred in the present environment.

　　 The outermost section of fur with thick gray hair looks strangely familiar, and I can't think of where I have seen it.

Raising his hand axe, Vladimir rudely dismantled the ice cubes on the cooking table, shoveling away the irrelevant corners, and the delicate and unusual ones would have been embedded in...no, the hind legs that merged with the entire ice cube. Split out.

　　 reached out and scraped, scraped out a trace of scarlet blood powder, sent it to his mouth, tasted it slightly, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Actually, what I am really good at is steak, but the real steak does not need such cumbersome tools. It only needs a hot red stone and a piece of meat. You don't even need to care about the type of meat... …After all, in prison, it is a happy thing to have rats to eat."

　　 "However, to treat such precious materials, one must cook in the most solemn way."

　　 Huaishi's eyes twitched, and finally vaguely guessed a little.

　　 "This is... an elephant?"

　　 Vladimir was stunned, looking at the woman in disbelief, stunned... Immediately, he said seriously: "Elephants are protective animals, Miss Paper!"

　　 "???"

　　What the hell?

　　Huaishi One hundred thousand question marks rose from the forehead.

　　What are you talking about?

"There are now less than 400,000 elephants in the world. Due to the destruction of vegetation and changes in the growing environment, the number of elephants is decreasing every year. Even so, there are also poachers who continue to attack these poor creatures for ivory products. ...It's not easy for them to survive, why should they eat it?"

Vladimir righteously exhorted: "Every year, the African Rare Animals Environmental Protection Association will make great efforts and costs to help this poor species continue to exist. Even people who have nothing to do with animal protection should not go. Just think about eating it!"

　　 "……"

　　 Huaishi's mouth was twitching violently, and her whole body was numb.

　　 For the first time, I was educated by the Chef Demon... It turned out to be about animal protection? Absolutely! Who the **** is you? Also, you are really an animalist shout!

　　 It seems to see the light of the Virgin shone on the earth.

　　 This tattooed muscular guy is exuding a kind of loving light, which makes Huaishi a little unbearable.

　　Don't want a male mother...

　　 "Okay, stop talking."

　　 Huaishi covered his face, and pointed to his hind legs on the cooking table: "Then what is this?"

　　 "Then, please allow me to introduce to you, this time the chef demon confrontation I specially prepared and carried, the precious treasures mined from the deepest part of the ice sheet in my hometown, there are only few wonderful materials left in the world!"

　　 Vladimir spread his hands and announced loudly: "

　　 "——мамонт!"

"wait……"

　　 Huaishi raised his hand, took out his mobile phone, opened the translation software, and pointed at him: "You say it again."

　　 "мамонт."

　　 On the screen, the translation software quickly came up with the result.

мамонт, a Russian word, was used in the early days to refer to'underground lurking things', but now, it is usually used to specifically refer to a species of elephant species that has been extinct 11 thousand years ago, that is ...

　　 There seemed to be a loud neighing sound from his head. In an instant, amidst the illusion wind and snow, a majestic mountain-like hairy elephant came out, with huge teeth pointing to the sky, sharp as a knife.

　　 There was a big shock when he stepped forward, and the overlord of the ice field marched on his own territory with a loud roar.

　　——Mammoth!

　　 Huaishi was struck by lightning and almost roared, "Isn't this **** cherishing animals too!"

"It doesn't count if it is already dead." Vladimir shrugged and spread his hands: "Besides, I have used the most solemn etiquette to entertain it. I believe it will understand and thank me even if it knows it. "

　　Yes, the mammoth will thank you eight generations of ancestors...

　　 Why can't rare animals be eaten, but extinct species don't matter!

　　The standards of your animal protectors are so **** good!

Wait, if it is true, that is to say—Huai Shi lowered his head, looked at the huge flesh in front of him, frowning—the one in front of her has been preserved under the ice for more than 10,000 years. The epic zombie meat!

　　 Is this stuff really edible!

　　 can watch that under Vladimir's treatment, that huge piece of meat is restored to its former softness little by little, without any trace of corruption or decay.

　　 Then, under the strong pressing and rubbing of the ten fingers, the sauce was marinated strongly, and the side that hits the face has a heavy breath that has never been seen before.

　　 That is the most simple and traditional meaty fragrance, and at the same time, it is also a fragment of the past that has survived the long history of 11 thousand years.

　　The mammoth meat is so well-preserved that it can be eaten even under the processing of the Demon Kitchen, which is totally unimaginable!

　　 This fantastic style of painting is coming...

　　 Just thinking that something like this will be placed on the grill, Huai Shi can hear the wailing of the group of paleontologists.

　　 But what does this ruthless paper lady have to do?

　　 Just by sniffing the fragrance in the air, one can understand something beyond doubt.

　　 That's really a good piece of meat...

　　 That uneasy feeling became stronger.

　　 In silence, he frowned and looked to the stage.

　　 After the curtain fell, there was no movement.

　　 Why haven’t you announced the start yet?

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　　 The edge of the field, above the stands.

　　 Maki heard the voice coming from beside her.

　　 "Can I sit here?"

　　 She was stunned for a moment, then looked up in amazement, only to see the figure standing beside her. The words and tone of deja vu, but the people who came are completely different.

　　 "Amber...cousin?"

　　 After hesitating for a moment, she nodded slowly: "Please sit down."

　　 "Thank you so much."

　　 Amber smiled implicitly, and sat on the chair beside her: "If I remember correctly, this should be the first time we met officially, right?"

"……Ok."

　　 Maki shrank her neck and nodded a little nervously, wondering what was going on with her distant cousin.

　　 "In fact, this is not the first time. We met when you were young, but two or three-year-olds don't remember anything, I am afraid they have forgotten."

　　 She turned her head, looked at Maki's appearance, and nodded: "It looks good."

"Yep."

　　 Maki nodded again, not knowing what to answer.

　　 "Don't worry, I can understand your anxiety, just come over and take a look."

Amber smiled softly: "That old bastard's movements are too big, I'm afraid someone will jump over the wall in a hurry... Be careful these two days, if possible, get entangled with Huai...The guy with paper is fine, no matter how turbulent you are. Nothing will happen."

　　 Maki nodded as if understanding.

　　 Amber nodded and slowly got up. When he was about to leave, he heard an unpleasant sound from the high stand.

　　 "What the **** are you doing?"

　　The black-toothed palace man yelled angrily: "Is Satomi now so negligent? Let the emperor's messenger wait so long? Where is Inue? Let Inue come to see me!"

　　 "No, Inue won't be here today."

　　 Behind the high-level curtain, a familiar and cold voice came.

　　 He said, "The game has started, everyone."

"starting from now……"

　　 At that moment, the earth roared.

The sound of the ocean tide came from afar, and amidst the loud noise of the cracks, thick blood emerged from every inch of the air, transformed into a glass-like color~www.wuxiaspot.com~It shone everywhere, as if to cover all things. .

　　 Anomaly changes suddenly!

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　　 "Mr. Ashikaga, the Inue family has agreed to your request."

　　 An hour ago, Jiu Jing knelt and sat outside her husband's door, and reported respectfully: "Before the end of the showdown, you can go to see the eight rooms at any time."

　　 "Oh? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

　　 Gongqing Ashikaga Nakayuki, sitting behind the paper door, knocked on the folding fan in his hand: "Before and after, this is not the style of the Inue clan."

　　 "After all, he is an old man. He has fallen behind with the times. He doesn't know the number of days. After the next persuasion, he has already repented. Please also raise your hand."

　　 Ashikaga Nakayuki narrowed his eyes, and suddenly said, "If this is the case, how about sending the eight rooms? I only need to appreciate it for a few days and keep the originals back."

Seeing Jiujing in 　　, he frowned, and his voice became serious: "Family treasures, don't move lightly, my lord, you are too light to say so, please forgive me for not conveying it."

　　 "Don't be angry, if you make a mistake, Mr. Jiujing shouldn't be offended by old people like me."

　　 Ashikaga's tone became gentle, as if the previous suspicions had disappeared, he pushed the paper door open, and apologized without arrogance: "It was old and impolite before. Such an excessive request will not be mentioned again."

　　 "No, it's too much, please Haihan."

　　 See Jiujing leaning over, and the soil apologizes.

"You and I don't have to see things like this, please get up." Ashikaga Nakayuki smiled and helped him up, and suddenly said: "If this is the case, the old man is already impatient, can you let me feast my eyes now? ?"

　　 The heart of conspiracy is obvious.