Chapter 65 Chapter 65 Looking at the inexplicable appearance in front of him...
Looking at the large vat that appeared inexplicably in front of him, a question mark slowly floated above Wen Qian's head.
What is this?
When I walked in, I saw a machine that looked a bit like a photocopier next to the tank.
Wen Qian looked at these two props, which were obviously from the game, in confusion. What were they used for? Why did he feel like he had never seen them in the game before?
After walking around the vat twice, she carefully reached out and patted the vat.
As soon as my finger touched the vat, a system notification suddenly popped up.
【Congratulations to the player for discovering the mysterious item
The styling system is officially open, and you can change your hair color and eye color at will through the mysterious props given
For specific instructions, please touch the props to learn more.]
Modeling system?
Is this the styling system in the game?
Wen Qian looked at the large vat in front of him and recalled it carefully.
In the game, hair color and eye color are changed directly through the character panel.
After selecting the hair and eye colors you want, wait for a cutscene to complete the transformation.
Wen Qian paused. Wait a minute, a cutscene...
After selecting the hair color you want to change in the game, a constantly stirring potion jar will pop up on the screen. When the potion jar disappears, the character's hair color will also change to the color selected by the player.
Wen Qian's gaze slowly moved to the large vat in front of him.
This thing...could it be the potion jar?
This was the most respectful game she had ever seen for cutscenes.
The long-awaited styling system was officially launched. Wen Qian couldn't wait to walk to the big vat and raised his hand to press on it.
The instructions floated in mid-air as she moved.
Looking at the words in front of him, Wen Qian slowly fell silent.
Is this Chinese?
【Shama Gyu-dera Kataebi dyeing and shoji making can maker】*
Wen Qian's expression froze. Why did it look like it had something to do with the livestock slaughtering industry?
Trying to understand, but unable to, the player's brain crashes.
Full of questions, Wen Qian raised his hand and clicked on the label floating in front of him, wanting to see if it would trigger the serious instruction manual.
The manual is indeed out.
【Please place the hair dye in the container】*
【This is a wooden table with a wooden base (and a wooden table with a wooden base)】*
Wen Qian took one look, then another, and silently opened the system complaint page.
The code is garbled, fix it for her quickly!
The system indicated that everything was normal, and Wen Qian struggled to accept the reality that this string of garbled code was the instruction manual.
Fortunately, she is experienced and has mastered the instinctive operations of playing games without a translator over the years.
Wen Qian decided to skip the instructions and go straight to the actual practice.
She opened the first text that she couldn't understand, and before her eyes, a series of even more incomprehensible text popped up.
Looking at the densely packed area in front of him, Wen Qian decisively chose the second one.
The dense text disappeared, and what appeared in front of Wen Qian were several blank item bars - ■+■+■=?
Seeing this, Wen Qian suddenly felt as touched as if he had seen an acquaintance in a foreign country.
She understands this!
Just put in the materials and wait for synthesis.
Wen Qian quickly opened his backpack to see if there was anything he could put in it.
Although I don’t know what to put in it, it doesn’t matter. I can figure it out by trying them one by one.
According to her idea, suitable materials can definitely be put in, and unsuitable materials will be blocked by the system. By screening them out bit by bit, she can figure out the formula of this potion jar.
Problems soon arose.
You can put egg shells in it.
Try adding irises, it's OK.
Just throw a gear in there...is that okay?
After the gears appeared, things went from bad to worse.
This tank can hold anything!
Players who tried to eliminate the correct options through the system's blocking function were shocked to find that everything in their backpacks could be put into the tank.
With a bit of exploratory intent, Wen Qian tried to add a can, a piece of hemp rope and a copper pipe connector to the inventory.
After clicking the button that looked like [Generate], the pestle in the potion jar automatically stirred.
Wen Qian watched helplessly as the three props he had just thrown in were stirred into a vat of dark purple mysterious potion.
The kind that makes bubbles.
A golden light flashed, and a purple potion in a glass bottle appeared on the table.
Wen Qian picked up the potion and a string of words appeared on it.
[External hair dye No. 1 (name can be customized)
Recipe: Can + Hemp Rope + Copper Block
Effect: Unknown (Unlocked after use)]
She had never imagined in her life that these three things could be synthesized into hair dye.
Wen Qian suddenly remembered the little game he played when he was a child, where he would pick flowers and plants outside, mix them all together and make juice.
I'm eager to try a few more times.
After putting eggshells, irises and various odds and ends he picked up into the potion jar, Wen Qian once again harvested several bottles of hair dye.
It looks exactly the same as the original hair dye No. 1, except for the number and formula.
Fortunately, this difference does not prevent the system from classifying these hair dyes into different props, and they can still be stacked in the same grid.
Otherwise, the space in her backpack might not be enough.
Wen Qian put away the hair dye and fixed his eyes on a small machine that looked like a photocopier.
The instructions for this small machine are very clear and not as complicated as hair dye - it is used to change eye color.
As long as the desired color picture is transferred into the machine, the machine can perfectly reproduce it in the player's eyes.
It seems more reliable than hair dye with random effects!
Wen Qian quickly took out his cell phone and was about to use it when a red warning popped up in front of him.
[Physical strength has reached the critical line]
How could that be possible? She had just eaten some cookies not long ago, so she should have more energy than usual at this time!
She opened the system log and took a look.
[Make hair dye x1, physical strength -10]
[Make hair dye x1, physical strength -10]
【Production...】
What appeared in front of Wen Qian was a long list of notifications of reduced physical strength.
So, making hair dye also deducts physical strength? Why isn't that in the instructions... Oh, she didn't understand.
Without bothering to study another small machine, Wen Qian rushed into the bathroom while he had the last bit of energy left. Before his energy level completely dropped to zero, he took a shower, stuffed his clothes into the washing machine, and rushed to the bed.
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The next morning, when Wen Qian was fully recovered, the first thing he thought of was the eye color changing function that he had not had time to try yesterday.
Just as she was about to enter the picture, the message alert on her phone caught her attention.
It was a message from Jiang Zhi, asking her when she would get up and that the cookies were already baked.
Faced with the temptation of biscuits, Wen Qian hesitated for a moment and then abandoned the machine that could be used at any time, changed his clothes and walked quickly towards Jiang Zhi's house.
The faint aroma of biscuits could be smelled in the corridor. When Jiang Zhi opened the door, Wen Qian almost thought he was standing in a bakery.
"It smells so good!" she exclaimed in surprise.
Jiang Zhi raised his hand and tidied up the messy hair beside Wen Qian's ear. "Go sit on the sofa for a while."
He walked towards the kitchen, but the person next to him did not stay in the living room waiting, but followed him into the kitchen.
Wen Qian was amazed by the various professional equipment in the kitchen, including electronic scales of various sizes, measuring cups, egg beaters and food processors. There was even a special shelf for cookie molds.
She stared at the scene in front of her in a daze, and said from the bottom of her heart: "Jiang Zhi, are you planning to do baking?"
Jiang Zhi paused and said, "It's just a little hobby."
A little hobby I recently discovered.
"Can you do this well just for your hobby?" Wen Qian was never stingy with his praise. "I think the cookies you made are delicious. I thought they were bought from a boutique bakery!"
"It's different from what I've eaten before. It has a strong milky flavor, but it's not too sweet." Wen Qian nodded seriously, "I like your hobby."
Jiang Zhi's movements were a little unnatural, his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and his earlobes, which were covered by his hair, turned red.
He raised his hand and placed it against Wen Qian's forehead: "Wait a moment, it will taste better when it cools down a bit."
"Then can I try the less delicious version first?" Wen Qian followed the fingertips that were pressed against his forehead and tilted his head slightly.
Jiang Zhi's fingertips felt numb, and he withdrew his fingers as if they were burned, turning his head silently.
Silence meant agreement, and Wen Qian focused all his attention on the cookies in front of him.
The fragrant and slightly bitter taste of matcha just neutralizes the sweetness of the dried cranberries. The taste is more crispy than crunchy and melts in your mouth.
Wen Qian, who was just about to take a bite, silently reached out and touched another piece.
"How does it taste?" Jiang Zhi took the packaging bag beside him and packed another plate of dried biscuits into the bag.
"It's delicious!" Wen Qian praised it highly. "It tastes even better than before. Jiang Zhi, are you so good at making desserts?"
"Really?" Jiang Zhi raised the corner of his lips. "I haven't tried this recipe yet. I was a little worried that it wouldn't be as delicious as the original. I hope you like it."
"Haven't you eaten yet?" Wen Qian glanced at Jiang Zhi who was packing biscuits, picked up a piece from the baking tray in front of him and handed it to his lips.
"Then try it!"
Jiang Zhi was stunned, then obediently lowered his head and took the biscuit in his mouth.
“It’s really good.”
"Yes, your craftsmanship is much better than mine!" Wen Qian looked at her neighbor with admiration.
Jiang Zhi paused and said, "I'm only good at making desserts. I'm not very good at other things."
Not only is he not good at it, his cooking is a disaster.
Dessert... I can only say that the technical content of this cookie is not high. As long as you bring out the spirit of scientific research and use a gram scale to mix it little by little, it is still easy to achieve a good result.
As for the more difficult ones... Jiang Zhi paused and remembered his original plan - to make a cake.
Finally, I witnessed a hundred ways of dying for the cake.
After settling for the next best, the next best, and the next best, the only successful product, the cookie, appeared.
A lot of dishes were burnt.
"Jiang Zhi." Wen Qian picked up the last cookie and asked, "How long will this kind neighbor dessert giveaway event last?"
Jiang Zhi paused, then continued to seal the biscuit in his hand.
He turned around, placed the biscuits in front of Wen Qian, supported himself on the sink with his strong arms, and leaned closer to Wen Qian.
"How long do you want it to be?"
He raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him, his voice sounding a little hoarse due to tension.
how long?
"Every day." The player tried to make out the sound of a landlord exploiting a farmhand.
The farmhand agreed.
Even when he returned home, Wen Qian was still a little bit unbelievable. She actually created a welfare gift for herself that she could receive every day.
You don't even need to enter a redemption code.
So what if the game doesn't give any gifts, she will take the initiative!
Xiao Wen, in a joyful mood, transferred the photos he had prepared long ago into the small device at hand and decided to use his new image to celebrate this happy day.
[Eye color generating——]
While waiting for the result to be generated, Wen Qian picked up his No. 1 work from yesterday and poured it on his head according to the instructions.
It feels cool, like the evaporation of alcohol.
Wen Qian casually placed the empty bottle on the table beside her, and her hair fell in front of her as she moved.
She paused and lifted her hair.
Did it change color so quickly?!
Wen Qian hurried into the bathroom and observed the changes in his hair color in the mirror.
It's a lighter gold color.
Wen Qian moved closer to the mirror, and his irises with a dark purple halo appeared in the mirror.
Golden Retriever Xiao Wen makes a shining appearance!
She scooped up the pile of hair dye she had made and ran excitedly to school.
Holy Thorn, the yellow-haired one is coming... Oh no, the golden-haired one is coming!
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