Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

Bassim came into the carriage and crept open a cargo box, but there was still no obvious noise.

The cargo box was filled with rough copper ore.

"Ore?" Bassim was a little surprised.

Although copper ore is worth a few dollars, it is not particularly valuable. Moreover, this thing is not easy to steal and carry, which is one of the last things that thieves don't want to encounter with goods.

But in line with the principle of thief not to go empty.

Bassim opened the other cargo boxes cautiously.

Copper ore, copper ore, or copper ore.

"Damn, if this is the case, I can only find a chance to get into the black-haired boy's tent and steal his money bag." Bassim thought with a bit of resentment, but he kept moving and opened it again. A cargo box.

This time, the cargo box contained no more copper ore.

I saw this cargo box was stuffed with cotton wool, three eggs lying quietly between the cotton wool.

The egg is very big, comparable to an ostrich egg, and the egg also has some purple lines on its body, and there is obvious magical surging inside, which looks very unusual.

"Monster's eggs?" Bassim quietly stared at the three monster eggs.

As a thief who wandered throughout the empire, Bassim had some knowledge.

But he had never seen this kind of monster egg.

The thief's instinct told him that these three monster eggs may be very valuable.

"It seems that this is what the black-haired boy is carrying, the real valuable thing." Bassim's eyes lighted up, and his previous depression was wiped out, replaced by the excitement of foreseeing the success of the theft.

After finding the monster egg, Bassim continued to search carefully inside the carriage.

In the deepest part of the carriage, he saw a metal box, completely different from other wooden cargo boxes.

This is not in line with the nature of thieves if you don't open it.

Patter.

Basil opened the metal box carefully.

Although the cabin was dim, Bassim had excellent night vision capabilities, so he saw that the metal box was filled with thick purple liquid.

A few long-dead insects float on these seemingly poisonous liquids.

And under the liquid, something seemed to be swimming.

"what is this?"

Before Bassim took the initiative to investigate the weird purple liquid, a fist-sized tadpole suddenly emerged from under the liquid, and after quickly grabbing the dead insect's body, it sank again.

"Tadpole? And it's a monster I've never seen before." Bassim was a little surprised.

Where did the black-haired kid get so many strange monsters?

But this idea only passed quickly in Bassim's mind.

No matter where the kid got these monsters, since he found them, they belonged to him.

Many of the materials on the monsters can be sold for money, and the living monsters can naturally. Moreover, the more rare monsters are, the more likely they are to sell for a good price if the right buyer is found.

Bassim grinned, his face full of flesh, with a clear smile.

I feel that I can make a lot of money this time.

That is, it is relatively simple to take those monster eggs, but if you want to steal this box of monster tadpoles quietly, you have to use your brain.

Bassim was thinking nonsense as he continued to open the wooden cargo box to see what valuable things were missing.

After driving out a few more boxes of copper ore, Bassim found another good thing.

In a wooden cargo box, it was not copper ore, but a mushroom, a strange monster mushroom with fleshy feet like a Steamed bun.

"It's another monster that I haven't seen!" Bassim's fierce face showed an excited expression, but then he felt something wrong, "What's this smell?"

There was a sweet smell in the air, which seemed to be coming from this long-legged mushroom.

At the moment of smelling this sweetness, there was a sense of heat and numb restlessness, like tiny ants crawling around on Bassim's body.

In the mind of this fierce thief, he uncontrollably recalled the fragrant and beautiful scenes he had enjoyed in red houses and flea dens everywhere.

Speaking of which, Bassim is fond of young girls, especially those unmanned chicks who have just been sent to the red house and flea den.

Although it is expensive to enjoy such chicks.

But Bassim is not tired of it.

The cry of those girls, the expressions of fear, humiliation, and helplessness, can bring him great psychological pleasure.

Thinking of this, the restlessness in Bassim's heart is even more difficult to contain.

He turned his head, his breathing became heavy, and he looked straight out of the carriage, the dim light and shadow of the bright bonfire.

...

By the campfire.

About half an hour is left before Helena and her husband Gay change the guard.

At this time, the mature half-elf lady smelled a strange sweet smell in the air.

The smell is very good and sweet. But after smelling it, Helena felt that own body began to become strange.

There seemed to be a strange, unbearable sensation of heat and tingling all over the body.

At the same time, Helena began to recall uncontrollably the scene of having sex with her husband Gay, and the white cheeks of the half-elf lady quickly turned red.

"The smell came from the carriage."

Although there was an obvious abnormality in the body, Helena still barely judged the current problem.

It seemed that someone had attacked the camp at night and intruded into the carriage without her noticing it.

Helena picked up her own sword and stood up from the ground, but her inexplicable restlessness disturbed her breath.

However, before she went to check the situation on the side of the carriage, a person suddenly jumped out of the carriage.

Of course it is Bassim.

The tall thief looked directly at Helena in front of him, his eyes full of rioting desire.

At the same time, from the jungle on the side, a man with a double-sided bladed axe came out. It was the tail of a rat that had been lurking on the side.

At this time, he also smelled the sweet smell permeating the carriage.

"man……"

Under the influence of sweetness, an unusually weird thought flashed through the mature half-elf lady's heart, but within a few tenths of a second, this thought was suppressed by her.

"Guy!" Helena, holding a sword in her hand, called for her own husband.

But strangely, under the call of Helena, the tent belonging to the half-elf couple did not respond.

Both Basim and Rat Tail were panting heavily. At this time, they were no longer satisfied with just looking at the graceful half-elf in front of them.

The two men rushed towards Helena.

哐!

The weapon collided, wiping out tiny sparks in the dark night.

Helena leaned on her side and escaped the first attack by these two men.

It is different from Helena, who is fully restraining the strange restlessness in her body.

Bassim and Rat Tail both accepted the domination of the restless desire on their bodies, and they spared no effort in fighting, very fierce.

After only the first round of fighting, Helena, who has rich combat experience, can judge that if she joins her husband, she should be able to force the two men in front of her, but if she is alone...

"Guy!" Helena shouted to her husband again impatiently, but there was still no movement in the husband's tent.

How could this be?

Helena panted heavily, and the blush on her face became more obvious.

"What does the taste of a half-elf look like?" Bassim looked at Helena and licked his lips excitedly.

The rat's tail on the side was also extremely excited, looking at Helena, like a bull that had seen a red.

Although the strange agitation in the body became more and more uncontrollable, the appearance of the two men in front of them only made Helena feel sick and sincerely sick.

She raised the sword again, and made a decision in her heart: "Even if she died here..."

But it was this blushing, yet extremely resistant appearance that made the two men more excited.

The three confronted each other for a short time by the bonfire, and they were about to fight again.

At this moment, they all heard a strange sound, like a huge monster screaming--

"Moo—moo—"

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