MTL - Night Hacker-Chapter 270 Cup Cup Soup

   Chapter 270 Cup Cup Soup

   "Hoohoo."

  Gu He consumed 1% holy water, and his right palm first sprang out some tentacles with blood threads, and then synthesized a fleshy stick more than one meter long. Holding the stick in both hands, he waved it in the hall of the fish pond.

  Angie's eyes widened slightly, chewing gum even more vigorously, ten times the tentacles are really good.

   "Don't mess up the place!" Over at the bar, Lao Fan exclaimed in dissatisfaction, "Go out and play."

  Gu He also waved his stick and walked to the alley outside the izakaya.

   "Can it be bigger?" An Qi asked, "I heard it can be bigger."

   "Yes, it can be a dozen meters, the appearance is similar, you can imagine it yourself, and scale it up."

  Gu He didn't increase the size of the stick, so he didn't want to waste holy water in order to show prestige in front of a little sister.

   "Dolls are the expression of life and the connection of life, not only between people, but also between people and things. All things have an inner life connection." He added.

   These are some of his recent insights. When activating a strange object, it is like all things are connected.

   And this trip to the mud pond, he saw a kind of vitality from those garbage guys, including the garbage ocean.

   "Streets will find use" and "Life will find a way", he felt more and more about this.

   "It sounds very reasonable." An Qi said, "But I don't want to be reasonable now. I really want someone to tell everyone that someone is lying. I want to tear apart the hypocrisy of those who are high and high, so that everyone can see it clearly."

   "Uh, theoretically, many professions can fulfill your request." Gu He thought that it should be like that.

   Sakai Osamu stood at the door of the store watching the excitement, and understood, "Are you choosing an extraordinary career? It's good to be a fabricator."

  Angie looked at the drunk guy, "Are you a fabricator?"

   "That's right, fabricators give people hope, comfort, and build all kinds of ideas that are impossible in reality."

Osamu Sakai speaks eloquently, "Whether you want to shout loud political slogans or write a novel, it's all the same, make up a thing, make everyone believe and be fascinated, make everyone listen to it, and be the most successful. The slogan and the novel are like that, even if it's actually a stinky shit."

   "That doesn't suit me." An Qi shook her head suddenly, "I want to blow up the kind of person you said."

   "Hey, at your age, you should be addicted to sweet pet literature, right." Sakai Shukichi exclaimed, "It just so happens that I have some good books there, and the prices are very cheap, do you want to..."

   "No." Angie added, "I'd rather read that kind of passionate **** novel."

   "That's okay, it's all made up."

   At this time, Gu He saw a few people walking across the alley. One of them had short red hair, was wearing a trench coat and jeans, and held an electronic long sword in his hand, Elizabeth.

   "Brother Angel!" Elizabeth quickened her pace and hadn't seen her for several days.

Gu He originally wanted to go to Hongyu's house to find her, but now he doesn't have to run around, he put it away, and the nerve connection between his hands and the stick of flesh and blood was disconnected, and he had to throw it away and let it go slowly shrunk away.

   "Can I play tricks?" An Qi asked at the chance.

   "Okay." Gu He gave her the stick of flesh and blood, "Stop hitting yourself."

An Qi took this bizarre stick with both hands, and found that although it was only over one meter, it was actually very heavy. She could barely hold it with both hands, and her hands were a little sticky, and the nerves of the stick's flesh were still slightly beat.

   She slammed it a few times and hit the air conditioner on the wall next to it, making a clanging sound.

   Elizabeth looked at it as she walked over, and asked the angel, "Angie wants to choose a doll?"

   "I'm still considering it." Gu He said.

   He felt that Elizabeth really wanted An Qi to choose the hero category, but she also said that she hoped An Qi would go out of her own way.

   Besides, Seth doesn't need a second commodity hero. If he wants to have more authority when he becomes a special handicap, he must have "value".

   "Oh, how was your time in the mud pool?" Elizabeth had heard him talk about the itinerary before.

   "Not bad, I made a few friends." Gu He went back to the izakaya and sat at the bar, and told Elizabeth and An Qi about the experience in the mud pond, the site of the classic car, the deer raising pigs, and the bowl of pork soup.

   "Mr. Lu Qi is really a hero." Elizabeth listened with admiration, "I did what I wanted to do but couldn't."

   "How come I have never met such a good educator." An Qi pondered something, "The educator is also quite interesting..."

   "Lu Qi wants to get some sponsorship." Gu He happened to say this at the moment, "I think he is a very sincere person. If you have a lot of money, you can sponsor him a little money."

  The two Miss Sterlings, ten times richer, with millions of people sprinkled with water, right?

   Elisabeth did not hesitate, and was very excited. She nodded and said, "Senior brother, the more friends you have, the better! Such friends who can be trusted and hoped for are very rare. The Red Rain Troupe can sponsor them, but there may not be much money..."

   "I still have some savings, count me a share." An Qi also said, "Let Mr. Lu Qi raise more."

The    mud pond had a different meaning to her, it shocked her and made her wake up.

"Then I'll thank you for Lu Qi first." Gu He said, the idea of ​​being a middleman to take a commission from it flashed, but forget it, the classic car side needs it more, "If you can really cultivate it, those people Just a few more bowls of hot soup."

   "Is the pork soup you mentioned really that delicious?" An Qi asked, "I want to try it too."

   "Haha." Lao Fan let out a disdainful sound.

   Elizabeth felt understandable, in front of the food maker, what can we talk about deliciousness.

  There are many kinds of strange people, so are their temperaments. The strange people who make food are a bit arrogant...

   "I can make it!" Big Cup suddenly said, "Pork soup, delicious, I can make it, as long as I eat people!"

   Everyone immediately looked at the thermos cup on the bar.

   Gu He is a little surprised now, what, the new recipe is actually me?

   He is the only one who has eaten the pork soup here, "Okay, wait a minute, I'll try it first."

   At the moment, Gu He did some operations, first filled the big cup with wolfberry water, and then fed it the personality ingredients.

   He wrapped the body of the cup with tentacles of flesh and blood, concentrating on thinking about the pork soup and various feelings in the muddy pond, and collected this personality raw material data and passed it to the big cup. The body of the cup suddenly vibrated and sparkled.

   Elizabeth, An Qi, and Osamu Sakai were all amazed, and even Lao Fan glanced at it a few more times.

  Suddenly, the big cup made a crisp sound, "It's ready, cup of soup!"

  If Gu He felt something, he unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup, and a piece of hot air came out, with the aroma of broth permeating. The new recipe did not use holy water for the first time, and the previous cup of wolfberry water was made into pork soup.

   Lao Fan's big flat nose sniffed, still disdain: "Assembly line fast food."

   "It would be best if you would cook us a good pot of soup, Lao Fan, but we can only eat fast food right now, Xiuji, bring a few bowls and I'll pour some for you." Gu He's saliva moved slightly.

"It's called 'Cup Cup Soup', of course you have to drink it with a wine glass." Osamu Sakai took a few wine glasses on the bar, and he counted on this new inspiration to write a book madly for a few days in a row. He already knew that It's called a cup of wine.

   "Of course you need a bowl to drink soup!" Gu He rarely argues, "You only have a sense of ceremony with a bowl."

   The last three bowls and a wine glass were put down, and he divided the whole thermos cup of hot soup into three bowls.

   In the eyes of everyone, Gu He first took a bowl and took a sip, "It's the taste."

  Although the environment is different and the drinking experience is different, there is also a different feeling here.

   I hope Matong, Lu Qi and the others all go well.

  【Holy water energy: 25%, ↑6%】

  Angie then took the bowl and drank it. The soup was slightly fragrant, not strong, but sweet. "Delicious."

   Elizabeth was also drinking, thinking that in such a place where there are mountains and seas of rubbish, there are such a group of people building homes, such a pigsty, and a bowl of hot soup, and the oath program suddenly jumped.

  [Oath, program level: Elementary 30%, ↑10%]

  In this dark city, there are so many oaths and unsung heroes!

   Even in a big house area and in a mud pond, this bowl of soup is hot, and the burning red rain should be so hot.

   Elizabeth felt that not only did the Red Rain group have more friends, but she also had more strength.

   "This soup is good, but I still like wine." Osamu Sakai didn't have any inspiration while drinking, he could only count on something else, "We're going to go to the hot spring at night, two young ladies, do you want to go?"

   As soon as Gu He heard it, two more came, so many people.

   "I want to go." Angie was very interested.

   "I..." Elizabeth paused, "I haven't read some new reports from the Red Rain Investigation Team..."

   "Elizabeth, let's go together?" Gu He also invited. The goose has been too tense recently, and his face has become haggard. "If you can't finish things, how about relaxing tonight."

  Since the senior brother called, and he was right, Elizabeth raised her fist in high spirits, "Then I'll go too."

   "Xuji, who else is going?" Gu He asked, "Is there enough space in the pool?"

   "As long as Lao Fan doesn't go, the pool is definitely big enough!"

   (end of this chapter)