Chapter 175: Scorpion Tail and Mane Lion
Ming Chong lay straight on the bed, his eyes closed, his face calm, his hands folded on his abdomen, looking quite peaceful.
——There was once a sincere love in front of me, but I didn’t cherish it...
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But then again, Ming Chong looked for a long time and didn't feel the existence of Yini's line at all. Rather, he thought that the pixel dragon Aqiao was more likely.
Not to mention, Kinich also has his own exclusive studio!
He never expected that this time the simulation would go along the Yini line!
So the question is, what role did the Kinich Studios play in this simulation?
Ming Chong: It connects the previous and the next, and serves as a contrast, inserting a period of relaxation into the tense rhythm, blah blah...
All of the above were fabricated by Ming Chong, just like the first time he traveled through time and space to live as a dragon hunter 500 years in the future. He couldn't make any sense of it at all.
I don't understand what's going on, I don't know what's going on, it's unclear, and I'm confused... I always feel that this is a problem left over from the last simulation. Otherwise, how can I explain this confusing plot that is almost from the same source?
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Leaving the messy bed, Ming Chong shook himself twice and looked away. The air was filled with the smell of stewed meat...
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Ming Chong slowly opened his eyes and said, "Wait, stewed meat?"
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——Nata is still chasing me!
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Kusela was limping around a simple cauldron when a head suddenly grew on his shoulder.
The lame man hummed a song and swayed his body from time to time. He didn't notice the person behind him for a long time.
Ming Chong said faintly: "...Why is it you?"
“Ouch!”
Kusela jumped up in fright, his foot almost healed, and he even laughed at himself, "Little brother, you scared me!"
He then explained, "Once things are almost done with the Tanit tribe, your destination will be the God-King's Legacy. Although you're not fighting them for me, after thinking it over, I can't just sit there and wait, right?"
"Haha, isn't it? I discussed it with that Thutmose guy, and he lent me the pot. I have to show you some of my cooking skills today! I have to contribute at least a little bit."
"...Why is it stew? Kusela, why is stew the dish you are best at?" Ming Chong muttered to himself expressionlessly, and suddenly he held his forehead and howled to the sky.
Kusela, holding the soup spoon, looked at the dripping soup spoon in his hand, then looked at Ming Chong, somewhat confused. "Stewed meat... Is there something wrong? Brother Seno reminded me that you can't live without meat!"
"Hey! I, Kucera, have been a mercenary for so many years. If nothing else, I'm good at cooking meat."
Kusela said, softening his voice and patting Mingchong's shoulder, "Don't worry, I know that you people from outside the desert are attracted by your appearance. Isn't it a coincidence? My daughter Dishiya is also interested in it!"
He acted as if he was coaxing a child, with exaggerated movements and a gentle expression.
"After all, I'm the leader of the [Ahmar's Beard], so making this dish look good is a piece of cake! No—it looks ugly! Ugh!"
As he said this, he raised his chin towards Mingchong.
"Okay..." Ming Chong nodded reluctantly, feeling really coaxed by him.
My mood turned from cloudy to sunny. After thinking about it carefully, it was not the stewed meat's fault. Besides, Ming Chong himself hadn't even put the stewed meat into his mouth yet!
Just watching the travel simulator, Chong was fat and strong (crossed out) as strong as a bull...
The next second, he spoke excitedly, "Kusela, what is the name of the stew you made?"
Considering that the stew in the Fire Kingdom [Nata] is called [Flame Stew], it follows that the stew in the Xumi Desert should be called—
Ming Chong's eyes sparkled with wisdom. "It's called dry stewed meat!"
Kusela blinked and looked at him for a long time, confirming that what he heard was correct, and immediately gave a very cheerful and positive response.
"Ha—what a nice name you have! What a pity... Ugh! Our Gilded Brigade didn't use it!"
"What's it called?" Ming Chong was suspicious. "Is there a more appropriate name than this?"
"It was originally called the [Gilded Pot], but after being made by me, the legendary leader, Kucera, it has become something even more appealing than the [Gilded Pot]! It's called—"
The two looked at each other and spoke at the same time—
Ming Chong: "Chuan, Qi, pot!"
Kucera: "Blazing Gold Pot!"
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Ming Chong turned and walked away as if nothing had happened, and Kusela returned to his original state of humming a song and shaking the big spoon. Both sides pretended to be busy.
He even muttered something quietly. "What's this cauldron of blazing gold? It has absolutely nothing to do with what I said before, right?!"
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At the same time, the Temple of Silence is on its way...
"Grandpa, the letter sent by Seno makes my scalp tingle..." The closer he got to the Tanit tribe marked on the map, the more nervous Sesos became, and he began to talk nonsense to Bamun.
"The Scarlet King I've served for so long is back to life! This sounds even scarier than an ordinary human resurrecting from the dead!"
In fact, the elderly Bamun also thought so, but now he wanted to skip the power of Lord Hermanubis that he had been pursuing in the Temple of Silence and return to the Red King's command...
He had to come and see for himself, right? Otherwise, even with the little Auspicious Grass King's proof, he wouldn't give up so easily.
But how could Bamoun show it? After all, he was a "blood-bearing man."
Then, he glanced at Sesos lightly and oppressively, and the adopted grandson, who seemed to be suddenly uncomfortable in his clothes, quieted down.
Ba Mun raised his eyelids and said, "Reality is always stranger than imagination. If the mission of the Temple of Silence can be completed in this generation, that would be... a good thing, right?"
He seemed to be hinting something to Ceos, and also seemed to be convincing himself.
But soon, Sesos saw his grandfather smiling, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together in a radiating shape, which reminded him of the symbol of the sun in the Temple of Silence.
"Anyway, this time, I'm one step ahead of Gülersh." He made a strange humming sound through his nose. "Even the students he took away for education are in cahoots with us."
Kyrgyzstan, the teacher of Seno, was also a former sage of the Sulun school of the Faithful Council.
Twenty years ago, Bamun rescued Gülersh from the desert and invited him to join the Temple of Silence to study the power left by Ahmanubis.
In order to inherit and reproduce the power of this "most wise" high priest, they began to look for someone who could possess this fragment of power [Ba Ling].
Finally, they found two children, Seno and Sesos, who could resonate with the [Ba Ling]. The former was sold by his parents for money, while the latter was adopted by Ba Mun and became his grandson.
Unfortunately, at the end of the experiment, when the two children had gained the power of the [Ba Ling] and were about to proceed to the final step of [fusion], Gülersh suddenly took Seno away...
As far as Sesos knew, as his grandfather Bamun grew older, he always hoped to see the power of Hermanubis again. He thought that his grandfather resented Kyresh.
Now it seems that this is not the case.
"Grandpa... after dealing with the issue of [The Legacy of the God-King], what should we do next?" Sesos was a little confused for a moment.
Bamoun squinted his eyes, looking somewhere unknown. "From now on, we only need to obey the orders of the Red King. Sesos, this responsibility imposed on you by my generation is over."
"You will truly become what the priests have blessed you to be, possessing the cunning of a fox and the agility of... a flying snake."
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The recent series of movements in the desert were so loud that even Tinari, who was far away in Hua City, noticed it.
While patrolling the forest, he first noticed that the small animals in the rainforest were agitated, and then his own hair inexplicably exploded.
"This is not a good sign." He sat casually on a log in the rainforest, combing his overly fluffy tail and sighed.
Suddenly, I remembered the great architect Kavi who had just finished the work of optimizing the rainforest space of [Xiahui Mountain] and was assigned to do so. After Lord Grass God handed over the memory to him, the two of them deliberately strengthened their relationship and achieved a triple jump in intimacy.
Tinari clearly remembered that the other party had a non-blood-related younger brother. If he had even held the slightest hope for that child's ability to stir up trouble... the suddenly rising "Xiahui Mountain" was the other party's masterpiece.
Not only that, his teacher, the current sage of the Shenglun school, Nafis, had written a letter some time ago to complain about the public opinion caused by the child taking away His Royal Highness the little King of Auspicious Grass.
Of course, the main focus was on the mentor's discovery of clues in the Great Sage [Azar's] behavior—regarding his harsh treatment and imprisonment of the Grass God, the always upright Nafis immediately slammed the table...
After all, the matter of contacting His Royal Highness the Little Auspicious Grass King had always been handled by the Great Sage. Influenced by the trend of the House of Ecclesiastes to ignore the Little Auspicious Grass King, Nafis had never paid attention to it.
Therefore, after learning the culprit of this incident, Tinari actually felt a sense of comfort and pleasure in his heart.
Yes, that's right. This is indeed what the Chong he knew would do. Apart from being a little naughty, there was nothing wrong with him.
After briefly counting what the other party had done in his memory, Tinari felt that the movement in the desert was very likely, or could only have been done by that child!
But what lies in the desert? Dead gods and... the infamous wind-eroded sandworms?
Tinari frowned subconsciously.
"Could it be... that he has grown wind-eroded sandworms?" Thinking that the other party had also grown the tuft of hair on the top of the chief clerk's head, Tinari felt that this was not impossible.
During that time, there was a red light in the sky, which was related to the anxiety of the small animals. This was most likely some kind of sign.
"I don't know why, but there has been no news from Seno for a long time..." Considering that His Royal Highness the Little Auspicious Grass King was also there, Tinari put this issue aside for the time being.
Perhaps there is something that is inconvenient to inform in a letter?
But after thinking about it, Tinari decided to at least ask someone to take a letter over to find out how they were doing.
Because of his hair, Tinari can't adapt to the desert climate, so he needs to find a trustworthy mercenary...
"I remember when I was still studying at the Order of the Holy Spirit... I prepared for a desert expedition. Although I didn't go, I contacted a good mercenary group." Tinari pinched his chin and fell into deep thought. "It's called..."
"[Blazing Hunter]?"
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