Chapter 19 Starving to death, I don't care anymore, I just want to eat.
Cooking was Hillan's forte, but there were many ingredients in the Zerg that he had never seen before. At first, he cooked purely by feel, boldly wielding the spatula while referring to the science guide. Fortunately, he was blessed by heaven. His first cooking didn't turn out badly to Sersia, and he even received very good feedback.
Thinking to himself, Hillland couldn't help but smile as he walked into the classroom in a good mood. His eyes lit up instantly when he saw the dazzling array of ingredients on the table. He looked around the table with curiosity in his eyes.
The ingredients were truly unusual. Hillan picked up an ingredient that looked neither like meat nor vegetable, examined it for a few seconds, then put it back, silently offering her assessment.
"It feels like a piece of slime, green with fleshy texture, and it smells so much like a tomato, sour."
99 couldn't resist peeking out to take a look, and joined in the observation as Hillland curiously observed the food.
Although the creatures of the Zerg look strange, they are not disgusting in appearance. They are rather eerie and, despite their abnormal appearance, possess a certain inexplicable appetite.
"Can these really be used to cook delicious food?"
99 thinks it's alright; these ingredients smell very good.
Hillland pondered, “Of course I can. I’ve tried it, and now I have a teacher to teach me.”
While chatting with 99, the remaining male insects also came in, followed by several controllers. They were clearly forced to come for the regular lessons.
The bell rang after they entered, and the three insects all looked lifeless, none of them daring to look at Hillan.
Miu Che was terrified. Although the male insects were well protected, there were still some crazy male insects that would go so far as to collect other people's tail hooks!
Mouche shuddered at the thought, trembling. "Being with this kind of male insect is worse than death! How can my insect body be guaranteed to be safe?! Who will guarantee that my tail hook won't disappear one night?! I'd rather be dead!"
Lippers was almost in tears. He was just an ordinary male insect. "I don't know. I'm just a C-grade male insect. They probably wouldn't even look at my tail hook."
Upon hearing this, the other two B-grade male insects felt a sharp pain in their tail hooks.
In the Zerg, the development of the tail hook indicates a male Zerg's fertility. Higher-ranking males have longer and stronger tail hooks, which are usually ice-blue and covered with soft, fine scales. Unlike the wings that females use for combat, these tail hooks are not used for fighting; they are mainly used for impregnating females, serving the purpose of reproduction and distinguishing sex.
If this thing is gone, even if they are of a high level, they will basically be useless.
In an instant, they saw Hillan as if he had seen some kind of monstrous beast.
They've always looked down on cooking; it's clearly the female insect's job, how could they possibly learn it? Absolutely not! The female insects should be serving them!
But now it's completely different. The three male insects, who used to wonder what male insects did for a living, are now focusing on their lessons for the first time in their lives.
When the teacher started the lesson, she was prepared for the male insects to cause trouble and make it impossible to continue the class. But now, one male insect's eyes were shining, and the other three, although not causing any trouble, were also very disgusted and fearful, almost as if they were hanging by a thread.
This is unbelievable!
It's rare for a cooking teacher to be so relaxed, and she can teach with ease, fully demonstrating her professional level as a cooking teacher.
He picked up a piece of red meat. "This is called Pinault meat. It has a very fresh flavor and can be used as a seasoning. Of course, you can also stir-fry it directly without any embellishment. The meat has a firm and tender texture, and long-term consumption can have beauty and skin-nourishing effects."
The cooking instructor talked about several ingredients in one go, explained the seasonings, and then put the recipes for this class on the big screen.
The male insects, including Miu Che, looked no different from their deceased female parents, their faces ashen. Haibi, though filled with resentment, still timidly watched what Hillan was doing.
That glance left him completely dumbfounded.
He nudged Lippers and Mouche next to him. The other two insects were already feeling annoyed and didn't want to study at all. His antics only made them angrier.
The Insect God, if he can't cure Hillan, can't he cure Haibi?!
"What are you doing, you idiot!"
Haibi, trembling, pointed at Hillan and said, "Look..."
The two insects looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Hillland was already laid out with four dishes and a soup. He was even making a structure for one of the dishes, looking extremely focused. He held a carving knife and scissors in each hand, and his movements were quick, neat, calm and composed. The aroma of the other food wafted over like an explosion, making the insects present very hungry.
Only an hour and a half for hands-on practice? Are you kidding me?!
Four dishes and a soup? Are you kidding me?!
Is this the level of a male insect?
They almost simultaneously looked at the cooking instructor, who was even more dumbfounded than they were, but whose expression revealed a hint of fanaticism.
He was even more shocked than the male insect, and he barely managed to stay upright and not faint.
This is a born culinary genius!!!
Hillland worked with great focus, and when he finished, he looked at the dish he had crafted and nodded in satisfaction.
After his parents' career took off, they became very busy. He had to quickly fry rice after class, and over time he developed a special skill, such as being able to handle different things with his left and right hands at the same time.
Hillland clapped his hands, satisfied. He picked up his personal terminal, took a picture, and quickly edited a message for his wife before sending it over. His fingertips flew across the screen, and a few clueless male insects thought he was editing some kind of bounty poster.
But actually, Hillan was just being love-struck.
Hillan: [Image]
Hillan: [Image]
Hillland: A new dish I learned in cooking class! But I saw I had plenty of time, so I quickly made other dishes.
Hillan: I'm an amazing cook!
Hillan: So, can I get a compliment from the baby? That way, one of the humans will be happy.
Hillan: I'll make it for you when we get home tonight. You already had some basic skills, and now that you've done it once, you've really mastered it. Trying to recreate it tonight will make it even better.
Hillan: What do you want to eat?! I feel incredibly powerful right now!
Hillland: Baby, you can go buy groceries now, or you can wait for me to come back and we can buy them together.
Sersia received these messages and was so touched that she didn't know what to say. She lowered her eyes and carefully sent a message to Hillan.
Sersia: The most unique, powerful, and outstanding being I have ever seen is Hillan.
Sersia: I want to eat the food cooked by the Lord, and I want to go grocery shopping with the Lord. Lord, please be a little hungry for now. I will wait with you until the food is ready before we eat.
Sersia: I will come tonight to pick up the Lord and take him home.
Sersia: Lord, am I really that stupid? I'm not good at praising people anymore.
Hillland was so charmed by the message on his personal terminal that he was completely smitten. He softened instantly and smiled sweetly, clearly infatuated with love, completely oblivious to the insects around him who were dying from the sweetness.
Hillan: Your Majesty is very pleased with the praise. Don't forget to kiss me tonight! That's how I'm mischievously reminding you.
After saying that, Hillan's eyes curved even more deeply.
Hillland: Okay, eat your lunch properly, baby, don't go hungry.
Sersia replied with "You too," and then watched as the other person's online status turned gray.
After finishing his conversation, Hillland looked up in a cheerful mood and saw the three male insects, who were terrified of him, looking at him with longing expressions.
It goes without saying that Hillland knew they were attracted by the fragrance.
Haha, this feels so good!
Hillland felt a moment of unintentional smugness when he saw the cooking teacher come down and stand beside him.
Seemingly somewhat embarrassed about what to do next, the other party coughed twice and said seriously, "Now let's examine your results."
Hillland nodded and stepped aside. A cooking teacher usually only needs to pick one item, but he picked up a little of everything, even filling a whole bowl.
Muchehabi and Lippers watched longingly, their mouths practically watering.
Miao Qie gritted his teeth, "Damn it, why does it smell so good!"
Haibi looked at the grotesque dish on his plate, drooling with envy. "I can't take it anymore, it looks really delicious, but why does it have to be this weird bug?"
The three male insects were starving to death.
My feelings are torn between wanting to eat it and wanting to ask, but I don't dare to waver back and forth.
The cooking instructor was already devouring the food, offering almost no praise, yet his actions clearly showed that it was an unprecedented delicacy.
Miao Qie and the others had stomachs rumbling uncontrollably.
Hillland was very generous; he cooked for the sense of accomplishment that came with it, and he even served a bowl of soup to his cooking teacher.
"You can eat slowly, there's still plenty left."
Haibi couldn't take it anymore. He came running over, tears welling in his eyes. He was starving and terrified, holding a bowl, his hands trembling. "I, I, I want to..."
Hillland raised an eyebrow, a half-smile playing on his lips, as an idea formed in his mind.
"Want some?"
Haibi nodded vigorously.
Miao Qie was practically grinding his teeth in anger, cursing inwardly that this good-for-nothing was so greedy, he didn't care about anything else when he got to eat something good, damn it.
Hillland smiled and said, "It's simple if you want to eat. I'm a person who pays attention to principles. You can't verbally insult any insects when you eat my food. If you can do that, I can give you some to eat."
It's simple: just don't curse the insects! Even if they did, Hillland wouldn't even know.
It's a sure thing, you can't lose money!
Hillland's eyes remained curved in a smile, showing no concern what ulterior motives they might be plotting.
Haibi has a terrible personality, but he's even more cowardly; he's just a paper tiger. Plus, he's so greedy that he nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, yes, I can do it. Can I eat now?"
Hillland graciously gestured for him to proceed.
Hai was having a blast, taking lots of food from each plate and devouring it just like the cooking instructor next to him.
Lippers began to waver.
As the food dwindled, he couldn't take it anymore and blurted out, "I can do that too, can I eat this?!"
There's no time to discuss the requirements for male insects now; if we don't eat them soon, we'll really have nothing left to eat.
Damn, are those two idiots?!
Hillland smiled.
"certainly."
Lippers immediately squeezed in and got to work, leaving only Muche standing there, his face twitching.
The four dishes and one soup were completely devoured.
The three insects seemed to have never eaten anything good in their lives; after they finished eating, they just stood there crying.
"Waaaaah."
"I'm still not full..."
Hillland: ?
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