Chapter 119 Battle on a Snowy Night
"Big Bear, Little Bear?"
When Zhang Yang's mind involuntarily popped up a cartoon he had watched as a child, the scene was almost the same as the moment, especially the scene where Wang Mumu and Song Dachui were arm in arm, looking so frivolous, it was really a shame of his childhood.
"Minato, what you eat is not honey, but sweet peat!"
One of them walked up and kicked them violently, then took the two big guys to eat.
There is a special dining hall in the castle. In fact, cooking is a strenuous job, especially for these big-bellied men who need thirty or forty kilograms of food every day.
So Zhang Yang recruited thirty cooks and twenty cooks at once. The cooks were recruited from the villages, and the cooks were human monsters wandering from the tavern.
Thirty large pots are used for cooking, fifteen of which are for cooking rice, ten are for stewing meat, and five are for making soup. There are also twenty lotus pots lined up next to them, which are also used to hold rice.
As for the recipes, they are also divided into four types: hero level, captain level, elite level, and ordinary level.
The heroic diet consists of three meals a day, with each meal consisting of two kilograms of stewed meat, bone and vegetable soup to fill you up, and five kilograms of rice.
The captain-level diet consists of three meals a day, each meal consisting of one pound of stewed meat, bone and vegetable soup to fill you up, and five pounds of rice.
The elite-level diet consists of three meals a day, with each meal consisting of half a pound of stewed meat, bone and vegetable soup to fill you up, and three pounds of rice.
The ordinary diet is two meals a day, no meat, bone and vegetable soup to fill you up, and one pound of rice.
As for where the meat in this recipe came from, a small portion was from Zhang Yang’s previous stock, and the remaining 70% came from exchange.
Yes, since the battle with the orc lord, Zhang Yang has harvested hundreds of Grey Hope Fragments.
Originally he wanted to merge into the white fragment of hope, but then he thought, damn, my brothers fought so hard, but if they died in the battle and couldn't even eat a piece of meat, how could they accept this?
So Zhang Yang used the gray fragments of hope to exchange for fatty pork, and he had already figured out the specific exchange value.
A piece of gray hope fragment can be exchanged for seeds. High-yield seeds can be exchanged for half an acre, medium-yield seeds can be exchanged for one acre, and vegetable seeds can be exchanged for one acre.
The exchange rate for food alone is 300 kg of rice, 1,000 kg of corn, 500 kg of wheat, 500 kg of apples, 500 kg of oranges, 2,000 kg of cabbage, 2,000 kg of potatoes, 50 kg of beef, 50 kg of mutton, 100 kg of lean pork, and 150 kg of fat pork.
Yes, it's pork fat.
Zhang Yang exchanged 200 portions at one time, which is 30,000 kilograms. He used the braised pork method, with a lot of oil, meat, and spicy flavor, which really saved food.
Of course, that doesn’t matter. Morale comes first.
At this moment, the canteen was still steaming and smelling fragrant. A team of 50 people on duty came here to eat. There was no other way. Now was the time of strict defense, and the soldiers could only eat and rest in batches in turn.
"Old Wang, you cripple, hurry up, I'm starving."
As soon as he entered the cafeteria, Song Dachui started shouting loudly that he was a quasi-hero, so he also followed the hero's menu.
"Give them two."
Zhang Yang ordered that the experiment was not over yet and he needed to observe the whole process.
"Your Excellency is wise." Song Dachui shouted, and the two guys dived into the huge rice bowl. Such a rice bowl could hold ten pounds of rice, and it was covered with four pounds of greasy braised pork.
Wang Mumu and Song Dachui didn't use chopsticks at all. They each used a large rice spoon. Their open mouths looked like bottomless pits, and their two rows of teeth were like hay mowers.
Click, click, click, in less than three minutes, the two large rice bowls were empty.
"Old Wang, you dead cripple, come again. The master is treating us today." Song Dachui shouted again. Wang Mumu smiled foolishly beside him. He was not full, really not full.
Zhang Yang gestured, and two more servings of rice and braised pork were served. The two began to eat, and in less than three minutes, the rice bowls were empty.
“Can I still eat it?”
"No, I don't want to eat anymore. I'm full, sir." Song Dachui felt guilty. It seemed that he was normal, but Wang Mumu was still nodding frantically. He was not full.
So Zhang Yang waved his hand again, and two more servings of rice and braised pork were served. Three minutes later, they were all gone in no time . Then, two more servings came.
In the end, Wang Mumu ate eight servings and Song Dachui ate four, but there was no change in either of them. Wang Mumu was even so full that he could not walk.
"That's not right. That's not what's written in the novel. If someone's appetite increases, there will be some changes, right?"
Walking out of the cafeteria, Zhang Yang was still puzzled. Wang Mumu and Song Dachui supported each other behind him. Wang Mumu couldn't finish the last half portion, so Song Dachui took over for him. As a result, both of them were very full.
Now they are supporting each other, just like a pregnant woman in August, walking so hard.
Back at the training ground, Zhang Yang cut two units of ghost crystals for Wang Mumu without saying a word.
Song Dachui also wanted to do it, but Zhang Yang kicked him away. The most important thing in doing an experiment is rigor. How can you add drama randomly? Everything has to be restored according to the last situation.
The moment Wang Mumu ate the ghost crystal like a candy, he turned into a larger lump of ice again.
"Go, tell me how you shouted this morning and how you rushed forward."
Only then did Zhang Yang give the order to Song Dachui.
Song Dachui was also happy and rushed forward with a roar, but he was also frozen the next second.
Exactly the same situation as in the morning.
However, when Song Dachui was frozen, a message immediately popped up in Zhang Yang's eyes.
"Your hero Wang Mumu has triggered the bloodline evolution. The bloodline is 50% complete and evolving."
Wait, what the hell?
Zhang Yang was stunned, but he was also quick-witted, so he quickly figured out the origin of the Violent Bear Quartet. It was Song Dachui, Wang Mumu, Duan Kuan, and Zhou Datou who equally divided the soul of the mountain monster hero, and then triggered a very high degree of compatibility, and eventually became the most famous fighting team in the village, the Violent Bear Quartet.
"Someone, call Duan Kuan and Zhou Datou over here!"
Zhang Yang shouted. He was extremely excited at this moment, as if he had discovered some secret.
Wang Mumu and Song Dachui are immune to the horribly low temperature of the ghost crystal. The reason is not because their defense is high enough, but because of their bloodline, no, it is the genetic talent from the mountain monster.
"My lord, what do you want?"
Duan Kuan and Zhou Datou arrived quickly.
"You, the four members of the Violent Bear Group, used the same mountain monster's spirit to advance. Now, Wang Mumu has triggered the evolution of his bloodline. I suspect there are some reasons that I don't understand. Now, I need the two of you to go up, like Song Dachui did. Of course, this is not an order."
Zhang Yang said in a deep voice, because he was still a little worried, why did Song Dachui not trigger the bloodline evolution? "Understood!"
Duan Kuan and Zhou Datou didn't hesitate and rushed forward, instantly becoming part of the ice block.
"Your hero Wang Mumu has triggered the bloodline evolution. The bloodline is 100% complete and evolving."
As expected, Zhang Yang's heart was instantly tightened. At the same time, he also had a very bad idea. Could it be that Wang Mumu's evolution required the mountain monster blood of the other three people? Would this put Song Dachui, Duan Kuan, and Zhou Datou in danger? "Don't worry, no matter how much it costs, I will revive you immediately."
Zhang Yang muttered to himself, waiting anxiously. There had never been a moment when he felt so anxious, guilty, and regretful. This was his most trusted and loyal subordinate.
If something unexpected really happened, there was no way he would forgive himself.
About half an hour later, Zhang Yang suddenly realized that something was wrong around him. The temperature continued to drop, and from the perception of the soul force field, it seemed that some yin energy was being attracted by some force.
Gradually, the threads of Yin energy became more and more numerous and thicker, and could even be seen with the naked eye. Even from a distance, one could see a cloud of mist enveloping the four people.
The temperature was getting colder and colder, and snowflakes began to fall from the sky, large flakes of snow.
Zhang Yang retreated again and again until he reached the edge of the training ground. He could not retreat anymore, and he didn't know what had happened because the big lump of ice was no longer visible in the training ground. It was completely a huge cloud of yin energy, and there were definitely more than ten ghost crystals inside.
"No, I have to do something. Otherwise, if this continues, the cold temperature will spread to the entire village."
“Hoo, hoo, hoo!”
Zhang Yang quickly lit a bonfire, then used the soul force field to quickly ignite all the other bonfires, and then controlled the flames through the soul force field to form a huge wall of fire around the training ground.
"Fill me in with all the wood."
When Wu Yuan and others were alarmed, Zhang Yang gave orders loudly, saying that things were going off track. He intuitively felt that even if Wang Mumu's bloodline evolution required the energy in the ghost crystal, it would not be so exaggerated. There must be some reason.
When the huge wall of fire started, the spread of the horrific low temperature was finally contained.
The temperature inside the fire wall has dropped to seventy or eighty degrees. If it spreads out, no one in the entire village will be alive.
"Firewood! Quick, bring all the firewood here!"
Wu Yuan, Wang Shen and the others also realized that something was wrong, because the huge clouds of yin energy in the sky were hanging down, as if a huge tornado was sucking water. How could this be possible? "Notify all villagers to immediately increase the intensity of the stoves, seal the doors of their homes, and huddle together as much as possible. Damn it, I fell into a trap. It was that ghost lady who interfered!"
After maintaining the wall of fire for a few minutes, Zhang Yang watched as the huge cloud of yin energy in the sky poured down like a floodgate. It was clear to him that the fight had already begun, and this was at a time when he was inexperienced and had lost the initiative.
"Light the fire!"
"Light the fire!"
"Everyone on level three alert!"
The entire village was in action. Piles of firewood that had been prepared were quickly ignited, and the flames illuminated the sky. This time everyone could see that in the gray-black cloud of yin energy, countless evil spirits, ghost assassins, and ghost priests were flying, showing their fangs and claws, and constantly driving the cloud of yin energy.
Affected by this, goose feather-like blizzard began to fall again with the tornado as the center.
The temperature is getting lower and lower.
Even if you try your best to throw firewood into the fire, you can still feel the biting cold.
"Implement the fourth emergency plan. Shrink the defense line, center around residential areas, and abandon the castle!"
Wu Yuan gave the order decisively.
In this ice battle, the danger lies not in the flashing of swords and sabers, but in the cold.
Every soldier wore snow boots that Zhang Yang exchanged for fragments of hope. They were wrapped tightly and covered with fur coats. With their own defensive capabilities, temperatures of minus fifty or sixty degrees Celsius would not affect their combat effectiveness.
But ordinary villagers can't do that.
Therefore, at the critical moment, even if we have to give up the castle, we must defend the residential area.
Whoosh! More prepared fires were lit, like huge fire dragons, burning in the trenches that had been dug in advance. On both sides of the trenches, iron plates were quickly pulled up to form a three-sided iron cover, thus forming a simple stove that was windproof, snowproof, and would not cause a fire. Most importantly, the air outlets of these simple stoves were all aimed at the training ground, providing Zhang Yang with a constant supply of flames anytime and anywhere.
This is the altar where Zhang Yang and the ghost lady fought!
(End of this chapter)
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