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Chapter 435

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It wasn't that Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had heard of Wang Ming, but this was his first time meeting him.

He had heard Wang Ling mention Wang Ming several times when they were chatting. And each time, there was an indescribable resentment in it.

It was an indescribable feeling of love and hate.

To be honest, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal felt that Zhai Yin was exaggerating a little … This was Brother Ling's cousin! Even if his cultivation wasn't as good as Brother Ling's … how bad could it be?

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal also hadn't sensed any aura from Wang Ming, but he felt that anyone who was related to Brother Ling definitely wasn't simple! Thinking about all the great seniors in the Wang family's small villa, even a single broccoli contained the most profound knowledge of Heavenly Dao! To put it bluntly, they were all people who had cultivated for thousands of years; they had to have some sort of mental understanding of whether they had strength or not …

Thus, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was a little displeased with Zhai Yin's attitude. But he couldn't say anything, because he felt that these two people's current state was very much like the kind of couple who were flirting!

Standing behind Wang Ming in the research institute, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal deeply felt that there was an indescribable Asura Field between the two of them … it was very terrifying!

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal didn't even dare speak; he was actually a little afraid that a fourth person would suddenly jump out at this moment and yell something like "I was clearly here first."

But Wang Ming and Zhai Yin were already used to this kind of situation.

Considering Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's presence, in the end, Wang Ming chose to alleviate this seemingly awkward atmosphere for the first time.

He explained the procedure for the space assessment. "There's no need to doubt the performance of this instrument; I've tested it many times. Do you see that fine, gossamer lead on the outside of the glass cover? I've defined this lead as a dimensional line. As long as we connect this dimensional line to the object being appraised, we'll be able to roughly determine the relevant data of this Daoist robe, including the remnant sword qi on it; we'll be able to precisely find the relevant dimensional coordinates. "

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal looked at this scene with a slightly amazed expression. It wasn't that he hadn't heard of space tracking technology, but he had thought that it would probably be a hundred years before it could be realized! But Wang Ming's strength was beyond his imagination! In theory, Wang Ming had already developed a prototype for a scientific instrument that could only be invented several hundred years later.

Although there were indeed some shortcomings in the time it took for the machine to start up, this small flaw still couldn't overshadow Wang Ming's groundbreaking research in this field.





On the other side, Wang Ling had finished reviewing all his homework for the current stage. Including the time he had spent scrolling through the news on his wristwatch, it took him less than ten minutes to memorize all the important revision points for the midterm exam that Teacher Pan had talked about in class today.

No matter what, learning was always the most important thing … There were even times when, in his eyes, even the monthly test was much more important than the Three Thousand Great Spells.

The reason was simple …

This was because humans treasured the things that they had fought hard for. For Wang Ling, the Three Thousand Great Dao had been formed as his brain cells grew from a young age … The time he truly spent on cultivation was perhaps even less than the monthly exams.

Putting down the revision materials in his hand, Wang Ling took a look at the messages. Whether it was the private chat window or the chat group, they were all empty.

After all, it had been many years since Daoist Guang's tattered Daoist robe had been used. Wang Ling felt that it wouldn't be an easy task to rely on the wisps of sword qi left on the Daoist robe to track the corresponding space coordinates using a scientific instrument.

But Wang Ling was very confident in this matter, because he knew that Wang Ming had already developed a relevant instrument to measure space. Perhaps this instrument wasn't in its perfect state, and was just a prototype.

But Wang Ling believed that in today's world, if even Wang Ming couldn't do it, no one else would be able to!



After finishing his homework, Old Man Wang called Wang Ling downstairs … Old Man Wang and Jiang Haifu, the head of Kitchen Knife Sect, who was also Wang Ling's grade classmate Jiang Bai's father, had previously arranged to have a cooking competition.

Seeing that the appointed date was approaching, the old man had been working very hard these days to come up with a lot of new dishes, intending to show them off in front of Jiang Bai's father. Thus, Wang Ling had been summoned to try out the latest dishes. And this time, the old man had invented two brand new dishes!

The old man was actually a very competitive person, especially when he was young. As long as it was a cooking competition, he would strive to be the champion!

Now that he had lived for more than half his life, he had never failed in any cooking competition he had participated in so far!

At the old man's insistent request, Wang Ling, Father Wang, Mother Wang and Loopy Toad were all called together.

"This Jiang Haifu is the head of Kitchen Knife Sect and one of the biggest leaders in the food and beverage industry today. Kikkaro Restaurant is his family's business … Can you do it? Dad … "Father Wang sat obediently at the dining table as he weakly voiced his doubts. He had been happily battling the troll just now and had sent his greetings to the troll's entire family. He had been planning to send his greetings to all eighteen generations of his ancestors, but hadn't expected the old man to drag him downstairs.

The old man held the iron ladle in his hand and knocked on the table forcefully. "What's wrong? Are you looking down on me, an old employee of Kikkaro Restaurant? In any case, I've been the head chef of Kikkaro Restaurant's flagship store for more than thirty years, and I invented many of their dishes! "

Father Wang was speechless. "…"

Then, at the dining table, everyone saw the old man lift the lid off the first dish …

This was a pot of very thick broth. The broth looked very clear and overflowed with spirit power, which made people feel relaxed and happy just by smelling it.

Father Wang couldn't wait to scoop up a spoonful of broth and drink it! In an instant, he actually felt his exhaustion sweep away!

"What kind of broth is this, dad?" Father Wang looked at the old man and felt that it was very magical.

The old man pinched his beard and said with a smile, "When dealing with extraordinary people, you naturally have to use extraordinary methods! You think this is just a pot of meat, but the meat inside is actually the internal organs of a spirit monkey! I was looking for this ingredient before, and I never thought that I would really find it through my friend. "

Listening, Mother Wang also took a sip of the broth and was full of praise. "Eh? It's really delicious! "

"Amazing, amazing!" Father Wang couldn't help giving him a thumbs up. "Then … dad, how did you get the inspiration for these dishes?"

The old man looked at Father Wang. "Cooking is actually the same as writing, it comes from life … two days ago, wasn't there a live streamer called Baboon who was banned? That was actually where I got the inspiration for this dish. I named it Baboon Head Soup. "

Wang Ling: "…"

Father Wang: "Then the inspiration for the second dish …"

Old Man Wang: "The first dish was inspired by the legal system show PlayerUnknown's Battleground: Rise of the Baboon! The second dish … was inspired by the second episode of this legal system show PlayerUnknown's Battleground: Hit the Snake Seven Inches Deep! "

Father Wang and Mother Wang: "…"

Old Man Wang: "So! I named the second dish Snakeskin Soup! "

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