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In the next few days, Wu Ming and Kunpeng lived in this oasis with peace of mind. After Kunpeng woke up, Wu Ming brought out the origin. In this low latitude, the activity of the origin is different from the real world. As long as there is enough visible

The origin of civilization, as long as there is

The lord helped transform, and the effect of nourishing and repairing the essence of the holy throne was obvious. In just a few days, Kunpeng's essential injuries were no longer serious. After all, she was only a clone. If it were the main body, it could not be repaired by such a small amount of the original source.

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In the past few days, Kunpeng spent a lot of time in silence, just looking around and showing doubtful expressions from time to time, while Wu Ming helped the humans do some work in the oasis. The oasis has expanded, and the cultivated area has also become larger. Look at this.

The increased area of ​​the oasis can support four to five hundred more humans, which makes the humans in the oasis cheer. If the rations for four to five hundred people are saved, at least a thousand more humans can survive.

Moreover, water sources have also increased. With more water sources, other desert areas can also be irrigated more. Although not much food can be grown, there are still some grass roots and the like, which is some food.

At this time, Kunpeng was deep in thought. Wu Ming took a can of water, a few potato-like tubers and a fruit the size of a watermelon. Wu Ming smiled at Kunpeng and said, "Are you still looking at the future?

I'll make dinner. Eat enough today and we'll leave tomorrow."

Kunpeng nodded. The relationship between her and Jiu (Wu Ming) seemed to have changed a lot recently. Jiu (Wu Ming) had been taking care of her. This made her feel a little weird, but also felt a little warm. She looked at it curiously.

Holding the plant rhizome in Wu Ming's hand and looking at the fruit, she thought for a while and said, "Then... I'll finish cooking for you today?"

Wu Ming looked at Kunpeng with a puzzled expression. Kunpeng's look at the ingredients was a kind of experiment, as if it was a very funny look. To be honest, this expression on Kunpeng, who had always been calm and wise, made her suddenly

It has more of a human touch, rather than the feeling of being aloof and walking on behalf of heaven.

Kunpeng met Wu Ming's gaze and said: "I rarely cook...although I have done it, today I will cook. Don't worry, I know how to cook. Cut the bread, bake it by the fire, and eat it."

Like bread, and those tubers, cut into pieces and put in salt, you can make a thick soup, right?"

Wu Ming immediately became interested. He immediately put down the ingredients and said to Kunpeng with a smile: "Okay, then you will cook... Speaking of which, how about what I told you before?"

Kunpeng picked up the ingredients and went outside the tent to clean them carefully, slicing and dicing them. She also took out a clay pot to prepare soup. While doing this, she said to Wu Ming: "You will be here in ten days."

What are you planning to do? Why can’t I see it?”

Wu Ming poked his head out of the tent, watched Kunpeng making food, and said at the same time: "I guess this has something to do with my origin. I don't know why. Anyway, there will be big changes in ten days. If you believe me,

In ten days, find an open place and summon your enemies, and I can deal with them."

Kunpeng has a stunning appearance and an alluring figure. She looks good cooking now. She frowned slightly when she heard this. After a while, she said: "I will think about it carefully. Anyway, within ten days, I will

There will be a decision... Let’s not talk about that today.”

Wu Ming was helpless and could only nod in agreement. He was waiting for Kunpeng to cook and admired Kunpeng's beauty, which was also eye-catching.

That night, Wu Ming held the dark soup in his hand and looked at the green toast in his hand. The corner of his mouth twitched for a moment, and he didn't know what to say...

Please, this is the real world, not a funny cartoon. Why does such a simple dish turn into something that Wu Ming doesn't recognize at all?

He even saw black skull bubbles popping up in this dark soup. The skull seemed to be still smiling?

And this green bread, how can you bake breadfruit slices into a green look? The most terrifying thing is that there seems to be green light coming out of this green bread slices. Isn’t this radiation!? This must be

Is it radiation??

Kunpeng poured himself a bowl and smiled at Wu Ming: "Eat it. I encountered a meme in my early years. From then on, the food I made will become more delicious. My... friend, Taiyi

Just say, this food is not something that should be found in the mortal world, so let me cook less of it, because it will make heaven jealous. I also understand this truth, so from then on I basically stopped cooking." After saying that, Kunpeng said beautifully.

took a sip of soup.

Wu Ming's eyes twitched as he looked at the unknown dark object in his hand, and then at the green and unnameable slices of bread. He felt his liver hurt terribly...

In the East Palace, Di Jun, Tai Yi, and Xi He were sitting at the dining table, each with serious expressions. They were two emperors and a high-ranking saint. All three of them had innate spiritual treasures. It could be said that they had already stood on the throne.

At the apex of the multiverse, there are the hidden existences, the innate demons, the most terrifying creatures, and even the alliance of powerful men from all races. They are not enough to look at in front of them, but now, their expressions are as big as a giant.

enemy.

Di Jun sent a message to Taiyi: "Brother...what happened to my sister-in-law today? Why are you suddenly cooking today after a hundred years?"

Taiyi shook his head slightly, with a solemn and stern expression. After a while, he said, "I don't understand either. Could it be that... the world is going to change dramatically again?"

The expressions of the three people were so heavy that Kunpeng, who walked in, also saw the difference between them. At this time, Kunpeng was a woman. She smiled sweetly and said: "Inexplicably, I want to make some food today, and you haven't done it for a long time."

Have you eaten such delicious food? I’m in high spirits today and I’ve cooked a lot, so don’t be polite and eat as much as you can.”

The three of them smiled and nodded with an inexplicable expression, and then watched Kunpeng serve dishes one after another. They were all indescribable things. Ordinary people might start to mutate just by seeing many things. Fortunately, it was in

Otherwise, huge corrosion is likely to occur in the Eastern Palace, and God knows what horrific effects it will cause.

This is not a joke, but a real phenomenon.

In her early years, Kunpeng encountered a meme, which was related to food, cooking, etc. From then on, all the food Kunpeng cooked seemed to be so delicious that even the God of Cookery couldn't make it.

, but when outsiders look at it, it is indescribably terrifying. The more advanced the ingredients, the more delicious Kunpeng eats them, and the more terrifying it looks to others.

The most terrifying thing is that it’s not enough if you don’t eat it. If you don’t finish it, these foods will mutate and increase in number. And even if you tell Kunpeng that it is not delicious or tell you about these abnormalities, Kunpeng will also suffer from the memetic effect.

She forgot.

It can be said that this is the only shortcoming of the perfect Kunpeng, and it is also the most terrifying nightmare for Di Jun, Taiyi, Xihe and others.

That night, Wu Ming fell into a dying state in pain. Fortunately, he was now the youngest son of the innate demon god, and his origin was considered to be the best vitamin and detoxification substance in the world. He finally survived the next day, and he was immediately frightened.

, Really, last night, he saw a bridge, and there was an old woman on the bridge who handed him a bowl of soup and even said some words. He still remembered it clearly.

"Drink, you won't remember those horrible foods anymore, drink..."