The two friends left around five in the afternoon. Feng Bujue sent them to the door, and the three of them bade each other farewell by cursing each other.
Feng Bujue slammed the door and cleaned up the house. Then, he walked to the kitchen, opened the fridge, and took out a bunch of ingredients.
His expression changed, and he put on an apron, rolled up his sleeves, and washed his hands in one go. Two seconds later, he said excitedly in a chuunibyou tone, "Hohoho … The guy who's in the way is finally gone. What a long-awaited moment of dark cuisine …"
He looked at the ingredients on the table and took action at lightning speed.
"Seasoning the kelp with wine and soy sauce … Adding it to the raw rice can bring out the freshness … The ratio of rice to fish is one cup of rice to one slice of marinated salmon … Shredded burdock mixed with shredded walnuts …" He muttered as he cooked. Although his movements looked very rough, every step was precise and accurate. It could be said that there was finesse in the rough.
"Hmm … Dinner is done." He put the finished ingredients into the rice cooker, pressed the button to cook, and looked to the side. "The leftover tofu and vegetables from yesterday can be used to make a light braised dish. Add the vinegar pickled radish and raw scallops that I prepared in advance … Is this it?!" He turned on the gas stove fiercely and placed a wok on it. He poured a large amount of salad oil into the wok. When the oil temperature rose, he fried the eggs with salt. "Next is to sprinkle some oil on the ingredients for the braised dish..." he muttered to himself as he added the ingredients. "Wine! Dipping sauce! Water! Tastebuds! "
This person was like a lunatic as he cooked by the stove for almost an hour. In the end, he made six dishes and a soup for himself, including vegetables, meat, fish, protein, and so on … It was quite a balanced combination.
"Hmph … I'm satisfied." After he was done, he sighed proudly. Then, he sat at the big table in the kitchen, poured himself a drink, and pretended to pick up a piece of cloth and stuffed it in his collar. He made it look like he was eating western food, but he was still holding chopsticks and a spoon in his hands.
At this moment, Arthas jumped onto the table and slowly crawled to Feng Bujue's dishes. It completely ignored its master and lowered its head to eat the fish on the plate.
"You're just a cat that reaps the fruits of others' labor, aren't you shocked by your master's exquisite skills? Hahahaha!" Feng Bujue maintained his silly tone and laughed.
Arthas heard that and looked up at Feng Bujue. His gaze seemed to say, "Stupid Earthling."
Several seconds later, Feng Bujue sighed. He tore off the cloth around his collar and returned to his normal self. He looked at the ceiling and said, "Sigh … So lonely …"
…
It had been more than a week since the scenario at Chang Lin Sword Festival ended.
Recently, the names in Feng Bujue's friend list had increased, like Atobe-sama, Brother Long's friends, Xiao Tan, and Passing Rain's friends in the game. In any case, there were more than twenty people in total.
Feng Bujue and Passing Rain had the same attitude when it came to social interaction. They were the type who did not want to expand their social circle and preferred to distance themselves from others. It was difficult to become their friend, and those who did become their friend were no different from those who had boarded a pirate ship.
Even though the number of friends had increased, Underworld Frontline still only had four members. It was not even enough to form a six-man team. The system had changed the club buff twice, but the effect was still so-so. After all, they were at the bottom of both guilds' rankings.
However, the strength of the club aside, Feng Bujue's personal ability was already among the top fifty players in the game.
After this period of time, Feng Bujue's stats were as follows:
Title: [Unpredictable Fanatic], EXP: 187500270000, SP: 11300, Game Coins: 1020000.
Mastery: General Ability C, Workmanship D, Sleuthing D, Fighting D, Marksmanship D, Medic E, Sorcery D, Summoning NA
Inventory 815: Mario's Wrench, Flashlight, Stool of the Eighteen Bronze Statues (No. 5), SCP-500 (1320), Anti-gravity Gun, Miss Moxxi's Bad Temper, Bell of Jin Gang, Persephone's Vacuum Cleaner
Equipment: Jazz Shoes, Spiderweb Gloves, Death Poker (Sorcery Weapon), Echo Armor, Goblin's Mask
Space 310: Puzzle Card – Monkey, Puzzle Card – Sunglasses, Puzzle Card – Strawberry
Skills: [Not So Hasty Repair] [Body Enhancement Technique] [Eat This] [Ice Alchemist's Persistence]
First, the change in EXP …
After a player reached Level 20, the EXP required to level up would undergo the same qualitative change as when a player was Level 10, but there would be an extra zero behind it. Feng Bujue relied on his advantage of getting extra rewards every time and leveled up at a rate of one level per day. Of course, in terms of level, he still couldn't compare to the professional players who were responsible for leveling up. They spent more time online than he did, and they had more planning when it came to clearing dungeons. Furthermore, they had the aid of EXP cards. Currently, the number one player in the server was already Level 32. Don't underestimate the difference of five levels. After Level 30, the EXP required would reach seven digits …
However, level did not represent ability. Feng Bujue, who was in the middle of his evolution period, had a unique trait that could be seen from his mastery level — he had no weaknesses.
For example, if there was a sport like tennis, the player's ability could be broken down into more than ten categories, such as speed, reflexes, stamina, serve, backhand, prediction, and so on … each category would be calculated on a scale of ten.
Then, a top player would have more than three abilities that were worth ten points, and the rest would be worth eight points. Only one or two of their weaknesses would be worth six or seven points.
A normal player's ability would be worth around seven points for each of their abilities. Only one or two of their abilities would be worth nine points, and a few of their abilities would be worth five points.
Using this standard to measure Feng Bujue, he was like an athlete who was worth eight points for all of his abilities. Theoretically speaking, this type of athlete was extremely rare.
A person who was worth more than six points in all of his abilities could only be called average. However, to be worth more than eight points in all of one's abilities was harder than becoming a top player.
This was' all-roundness', or rather, omnipotence.
In baseball, this was like a player who was good at hitting, running, catching, passing, and shooting. Currently, there was no such player in the world because if one could do two of the five well, one could become a baseball star.
And in Thriller Paradise, the only player who could improve all of his masteries at the same time was Feng Bujue.
Now, let's talk about the changes to Game Coins and items …
Feng Bujue had earned quite a lot of Game Coins when he reached level twenty-seven, but one million of them had been converted into five slots in his inventory. This could not be helped. A newbie's inventory with ten slots was not enough, so he was using the upgraded 'standard inventory'.
After Chang Lin, Feng Bujue had used up some of his SCP-500 in other scenarios, and he had taken Persephone's vacuum cleaner with him when he reached level twenty. In the past few days, he had gained some equipment. On average, he would get at least one item per day, but none of them were suitable for him, so he would either hand them over to his teammates or auction them off. Therefore, from the data, Feng Bujue had gained one more puzzle card over the years.
Lastly, let's talk about skills. I believe everyone has noticed that the first permanent active skill that Feng Bujue learned had evolved after he used it many times.
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