Chapter 68 You are such a clever little ghost
"Is there really such a magical thing?" Meifang and Hualan were stunned and looked intently at the dagger in his hand.
Wow, this dagger is so shiny, it looks scarier than the machete she has at home.
"Yeah, it's just so magical." Ge Miao nodded proudly.
"Amos also said that the monsters in their Global Village are like this. It's useless for us outsiders to attack them. Only when people from the Global Village attack them will treasure chests drop. Treasure chests contain weapons, meat, clothes, or other items. It all depends on luck. I heard brother-in-law Luke say this to my father before, and this time I saw it with my own eyes."
He was full of emotion, "The global village is such a magical place!"
He couldn't wait to go and have a look.
Cook and his son Harvey, who came back after him as tall as bamboo poles, also nodded excitedly. They had seen with their own eyes that the chicken legs taken out of the box were so tender and rosy. Judging from Cook's many years of experience in meat-cultivation, the meat quality was absolutely top-notch.
Cook's heart and eyes were full of admiration. What the elders said was right: there are always people better than you.
He originally thought that the meat he created with his supernatural powers was the best meat on this Exile Planet, but now, alas, he lost!
Meifang didn't know what her husband was thinking. She excitedly slapped her thigh and said decisively, "Let's go to Global Village. Cook, I see you have good skills, so come with me and recruit some workers. As for Harvey..."
Looking at her son with thick eyebrows, big eyes, tall and muscular body, and a handsome face that is a little chubbier than other children, Meifang is filled with pride.
"Harvey can't do delicate work, so Mom will sign you up for a tour group. We can still afford the three energy coins."
"Hehe, thank you, mother." Harvey's honey-colored face flushed with excitement, and he laughed foolishly.
"Okay, okay, your mother and father are still busy with something, you go and play with Miaomiao." Meifang waved her hand and immediately put her son aside, pulling her husband to chatter.
"Cook, you can cut leaves, right? Come and show me what we can cut. Village Chief Yun said we need to select the ten best paper-cutters. You have to teach Hualan and me. We can't be left out."
"Hey, let me take a look, let me take a look." Cook laughed happily and let his wife hold his arm. He didn't get angry. He just put down the wooden box in his hand and came over to take a look.
You know what, he really knows how to cut. Meifang didn't brag this time. Because of his ability to turn into flesh, Cook didn't compete for a position with the hunting team, but became a craftsman in the tribe. On weekdays, he would repair chairs with broken legs, doors with broken handles, or toys picked up from the garbage dump. When he had nothing to do, he liked to pick up some waste paper or leaves from big trees and cut them to practice his hands.
He took a look at the square piece of paper in Meifang's hand and immediately had an idea, "I can cut out a shepherd boy playing the flute and riding a cow."
Meifang was overjoyed and thrust the scissors and paper in her hand directly into his hands, urging him, "Then you come first, make a sample for Hualan and me first, and then you can teach us."
Cook didn't refuse. He wiped his hands on his clothes, then took the scissors and paper and started working.
Click, click
It seemed as if he had already known by heart what angle to cut, what line to cut, and how long to cut. In just a few whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, he had finished cutting before the onlookers could even catch their eyes.
When I opened it, wow, it was indeed a shepherd boy playing the flute and riding a cow. The shepherd boy on the paper had a chubby face, big eyes, and a chubby smile, and he looked so vivid.
Meifang laughed out loud on the spot, "Okay, it's cut out, Cook has cut it out."
Hualan was also surprised, and then she laughed.
It seems that what Meifang said before, that Cook often cut beautiful leaves to cheer her up, was true.
Looking at the envy in the eyes of the young wives, girls and old aunts around her, Meifang puffed out her chest with pride and said that her husband Cook could cut paper.
Then she hurriedly pulled her husband and said, "Hurry, teach me and Hualan. Village Chief Yun only gave us half an hour."
"Oh oh oh."
Cook happily began to teach his wife. People around him who saw his amazing paper-cutting skills were reluctant to leave and shamelessly stood there to watch and learn from him. Meifang tried to drive them away several times but failed, so she could only try her best to learn angrily. She was determined to suppress these shameless little bitches.
Seeing the paper-cutting crash course gradually expanding, Ah Hua was worried. She cautiously glanced at the people standing beside her, "Is this considered cheating?"
Yun Qimu watched with a cheerful look on his face. "Not really. If they can really learn and do a decent haircut in such a short time, it proves they have talent and dexterity. That's even better."
She just needs to be naturally clever. As for hiring the wrong person, it doesn't matter. Anyway, the purpose of this trip is to recruit people.
Ge Miao's passionate promotion just now made the magic of the global village a reality. Look, the whole tribe is getting excited.
Specifically, the registration form for the tour group was originally empty, but now several names have been added.
Anyone who has some surplus food or energy coins at home has reported it.
After seeing his son's dagger, the clan leader Masa also became excited and wanted to sign up as well.
But in the end he held himself back. As the chief of the tribe, he had to guard the tribe as long as it did not move.
This is also the helplessness of being the patriarch, alas!
He sighed, then looked at Yun Qimu who was walking outside, and hurried over to ask sincerely, "Where are you going, Village Chief Yun? If you have anything to do, you can ask my brat to run errands."
As soon as Yun Qimu saw his gleaming eyes, she knew that this old fox was preventing her from recruiting people from other tribes and snatching the quota from their tribe.
A smile curved her lips, and her delicate and beautiful face brightened a little. "Then I'll trouble you, Young Clan Leader. I want to go and see where the monsters in Global Village are found."
"Oh." Masa was relieved and quickly called out to his silly son who was holding the dagger like a treasure beside him, "Hurry up and lead the way to Village Chief Yun."
"Oh, okay." Ge Miao blushed and nodded happily, "Village Chief Yun, come with me. It's not far from the tribe. Amos should still be there."
"Yeah, okay." Yun Qimu followed him with a slight smile, but in his heart he was cursing the main brain, that treacherous bastard.
No wonder there are so few monsters in the Global Village and you have to rob them to kill them. It turns out that they have been released outside.
This is really a good calculation. There is no need to reward outsiders for killing monsters. After killing them, all the energy returned belongs to it. It is a completely free thing. It makes people want to applaud and praise "You are such a smart little ghost."
Good morning, it's a new day~
(End of this chapter)
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