Chapter 86 Divine Power
The train sped along the highway.
The peas in the truck had been frozen; the leaves, vines, and pods were damaged, so they definitely wouldn't be able to condense water.
But Meng Qingyin felt even more sorry for Doujia, because now the damage to Doujia had to be calculated from the beginning.
She thought that these frozen peas shouldn't go to waste, so she picked them and ate them. So she grabbed a box and started picking peas.
After picking for about ten minutes, the box was full.
Meng Qingyin also felt her hands were freezing and didn't want to pick them anymore.
The little one's eyes lit up: "Master, I'll deal with these frozen peas!"
Meng Qingyin had gained a deeper understanding of the little guy's iron stomach. This little guy would even gnaw on snow, so these frozen pea leaves would definitely be no problem for him.
"Okay, you eat first, then I'll grill some more meat for you."
The little one didn't have time to talk and started munching on the pea shoots.
After munching for more than ten minutes, the entire cart of peas was gone.
The little one licked his lips, "An appetizer, it's so refreshing to eat it cold!"
Meng Qingyin admired him and joked, "My little one, if I can't afford to support you anymore someday, you won't eat me, will you?"
"Of course not!" the little one cried anxiously. "Even if I starve to death, I will never harm my master."
Seeing that her son was taking it seriously, Meng Qingyin quickly reassured him, "Of course I know you wouldn't hurt me. I was just joking. It was my fault. I'll never joke like that with you again."
The little one stopped crying and started laughing, with snot bubbles hanging from the tip of his nose: "It's just a little funny."
Meng Qingyin felt sorry for him and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. I'll go grill some meat for you."
Baby: "Master, actually, I can eat raw meat... You don't have to go through all that trouble, always grilling meat for me."
Meng Qingyin was stunned. Eat raw meat?
Yes, the cub is a ferocious beast, so it can definitely eat raw meat.
"So, do you prefer raw meat or cooked meat?" Meng Qingyin asked.
If the baby likes to eat raw meat, then she will feed it raw meat directly.
If the baby likes cooked food, then she will cook it before feeding it to the baby.
The little one thought for a moment, "They're all the same."
Meng Qingyin glanced at the time; it was only a little past nine in the morning.
"Sweetie, why don't you eat some raw meat to fill your stomach first, and then we'll eat together at noon, okay?"
It wasn't lunchtime yet, and she wanted to find some more supply boxes.
Otherwise, supply boxes wouldn't spawn during lunchtime.
The little one readily agreed: "Okay!"
Meng Qingyin opened the box containing the meat: "Eat as much as you like."
The little one kicked its hind legs and jumped into the box to eat heartily.
Meng Qingyin watched from the side, her eyes full of affection.
Suddenly, a message came through.
Drowning his sorrows in strong liquor: "Brother Meng, I'm begging for some liniment for sprains and bruises!"
Meng Qingyin frowned. "What's wrong? The liniment didn't work. Is your butt still not healed?"
Drowning his sorrows in strong liquor: "No, no, no, liniment is especially effective! My wound was already healed, but after drinking a little alcohol, plus the bumpy car ride, it...it reopened..."
After reading the message, Meng Qingyin suddenly pictured a middle-aged man with a receding hairline, drunk and flushed.
My initial slight fondness for "drowning my sorrows in strong liquor" vanished instantly.
She hates drunkards the most.
Mengmeng: "I can give you the liniment for sprains and bruises, or 20 pieces of glass."
The transaction information for "drowning one's sorrows in strong liquor" was sent over immediately.
Meng Qingyin took a cotton swab of ointment, and after confirming that everything was correct, she completed the transaction.
...
Qin Jiu skillfully applied the ointment to herself.
Moments later, the wound scabbed over and fell off, and the bite marks were no longer visible.
She tried to move around, and the pain was gone.
Qin Jiu smiled, her lips curving upwards.
This liniment for sprains and bruises is truly amazing; I wonder how much Mengmeng has left.
I wish I could buy the whole bottle of ointment.
Unfortunately, Mengmeng definitely won't sell something this good.
She slowly walked onto the grass, where there was a wild boar that had just been killed, with no fatal wounds on its body.
[Have you killed the Black-skinned Pig? Disassemble it?]
Qin Jiu replied without hesitation: "No!"
Such a large wild boar must weigh at least four or five hundred pounds, but after being butchered by 007, she can only get about two hundred pounds of pork.
She might as well break it down herself; she's got plenty of energy right now anyway.
This wild boar also died from having its internal organs crushed by her punch.
When she entered the game, she was drinking with a client and came in with a bottle of liquor in her hand.
She hadn't quite processed what was happening yet, and habitually finished the rest of the liquor.
After she finished, she realized that there were no more lecherous customers here who were just using the pretense of getting her drunk to take advantage of her.
She smashed the bottle, got on her bicycle, and started riding forward.
She used to ride shared bikes often, but never before had she seemed to have inexhaustible energy like that day.
Even if she was slow to realize it, she would have noticed something was wrong.
She immediately stopped her bicycle and found a stone the size of an egg by the roadside.
He gripped the stone tightly in his hand and exerted force repeatedly.
A moment later, the stone was crushed into pieces by her grip, and the sharp edges even cut her hand, but she didn't care at all.
Looking at her hands, at that moment, she felt like she might be the protagonist in a survival novel?
Otherwise, why would someone possess such divine power?
Later, she gradually verified that her divine power was conditional—it was only effective within half an hour after drinking alcohol.
Moreover, the higher the degree, the greater the divine power.
She encountered this wild boar blocking her way, poured herself a glass of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), and punched it to death.
The good thing is that she can eat pork now.
The downside was that the wound on my buttocks reopened.
Actually, she didn't want to drink, because if she did, the wound would definitely reopen.
But how could we let such a big wild boar get away?
Hesitating for even a second is disrespectful to wild boars.
Qin Jiu rummaged through his system inventory and pulled out an axe.
She didn't know how to butcher pork, but she had brute strength, so she chopped it into small pieces and set them aside.
After a quick rinse, Qin Jiu returned to the car.
After thinking for a moment, she sent another message to "Mengmeng".
Drowning his sorrows in strong liquor: "Brother Meng, I'd like to trade you your entire bottle of liniment for sprains and bruises."
With this liniment for sprains and bruises, she became a female warrior.
The side effects of drinking alcohol are nothing to worry about!
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