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Chapter 96 Manufacturing

Back at his residence, Yichen put the few remaining things from the soul guide on the table and on the floor.

"Yichen brand hot pot ingredients, Yichen brand hair iron, Yichen brand tattoo stickers, oh~hahaha"

[Host, please restrain your laughter, this system can’t stand it anymore]

Yichen:……

"I'm talking about the system, it would be great if you could exchange these things for soul power for me, or issue a few more tasks, ugh~"

Yichen sighed as he spoke.

[Host, please don’t double standard in front of this system. I don’t know who was so happy at first. I kept asking this system if I wanted this or that. If it weren’t for this system, could you invent electrical appliances? I was very busy. I don’t know why.

Who is calling me uncle, and I have already said that this system is for women! It’s for women!]

"Is it possible to call me big tits? And who asked you to use that mechanical voice? How can I hear it? If you have the ability, keep using that voice."

[Big breasts?..., I’ll fuck you, you’re shameless]

"Hey! Why are you still scolding me? If I weren't in a good mood now, would you have scolded me?"

"And I said you don't talk much, why do you talk so much? Go take care of yourself and don't bother me to complain about you."

system:……

The silent system is almost shut down by Yichen. Who did he learn this shameless kung fu from?

Are you a tool? Throw it away after use

Well, it's true

Looking at these things in front of him, memories flashed through Yichen's eyes.

The system is really bad at what it does, and it ranks first in the weirdness category

However, these things are deep in Yichen's heart. I never thought that one day I would be able to invent these things in this world. Of course I am very motivated to do these things.

But looking at the toilet-style solar hair iron aside, Yichen couldn't help but be speechless. The system looked serious, but there must be a pervert living in his heart.

Then Yichen took out another hot pot, placed it on the table, and asked the kitchen to send some ingredients.

worship hall

"Ahem! Why is the whole hall filled with smoke?"

As soon as Qian Daoliu entered the door, he found that the hall was full of smoke. He was shocked and thought it was on fire.

The moment Golden Crocodile Douluo saw Qian Daoliu, he quickly put the remaining cigarette butt directly into his mouth

"I was burned to death..."

Qian Daoliu saw Golden Crocodile Douluo sitting aside as if he was holding something back, calmed down and walked forward.

"Second brother, what are you doing? Why are you holding back your face? And what's going on with all this smoke and your self-created soul skills?"

"But it seems to be of no use."

Walking up to Golden Crocodile Douluo, he saw that he was fussing as if he was hiding something, so he asked doubtfully

Golden Crocodile Douluo swallowed hard and swallowed

This feeling is so sour

"Well, it's nothing, I'm just...creating my own soul skills, yes, I've created my own soul skills, but I haven't succeeded yet, hehe."

Seeing Qian Daoliu staring at him, Golden Crocodile Douluo quickly stuffed the things into his soul guide quietly and said to him with a smile.

Qian Daoliu looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo's strange behavior, frowned, and stretched out a hand.

"Having dealt with Yichen, why did you learn his tricks? Show it to me."

"Brother, stop joking. What are you bringing out? Look, it's nothing."

Golden Crocodile Douluo said and spread his hands, nothing

"I haven't sparred for a long time. Come and practice with me."

Qian Daoliu said indifferently

"Well, this...there's no need..."

Seeing Qian Daoliu still holding out his hand, he sighed, and Golden Crocodile Douluo reluctantly handed over the things.

There were only the last few sticks left, and he couldn't bear to part with them, but he had no choice but to get beaten if he didn't hand them over.

"What is this?"

Looking carefully at the small box in his hand, Qian Daoliu asked doubtfully

"Huh? There seems to be a lid."

Qian Daoliu then opened the lid and found several things he didn't recognize inside.

"This, this guy Yichen gave it to me. Brother, let me tell you, this thing is good, this thing..."

Anyway, they were all discovered, so Golden Crocodile Douluo simply told them.

"Oh? Is this thing for smoking? And this wonderful feeling?"

Taking out a cigarette, Qian Daoliu looked around and found nothing special.

"Hey, brother, let me teach you"

Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately became a teacher, took out the cigarette case and took out a cigarette to demonstrate for Qian Daoliu.

"Why do I feel that you were infected by that boy Yichen? Why do you feel a little weird when you speak?"

………………

half an hour later

I saw two old men sitting in front of the angel statue, swallowing rain and spitting mist. They didn't look like masters at all, just like two hooligans.

"Hoo~~~"

After smoking one, Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at Qiandaoliu who was still immersed in it and asked:

"How are you, brother? Is this a good thing?"

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu slowly opened his eyes and looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo

"Well, you are right. This is indeed a good thing. I didn't expect it to have such a wonderful feeling."

Qian Daoliu nodded and began to enjoy it again

In the Hall of Enshrinement, the young titled Douluo are almost a hundred years old. These old guys do nothing but enter samadhi every day, not to mention the older Second Enshrinement and the Great Enshrinement.

Staying in this quiet place every day, not to mention cultivation, their talents have reached their peak, and they are fine if they don't suffer from depression.

After Yichen came, the worship hall began to be full of people, like a place with people.

There are not many things that interest them. They regard souls, bones, money, and beauties as nothing.

But Qian Daoliu felt that this small thing in his hand began to make him feel that life was beginning to be full of color again.

After smoking the last one, Qian Daoliu patted his butt and stood up, saying:

"This brat is so weird and can come up with such weird things. It's really mysterious."

"Brother, that kid's identity is nothing strange at all. And let me tell you, that kid is not just tinkering with this one thing these days, I saw him doing several other things."

Golden Crocodile Douluo also stood up and said to Qian Daoliu

"What? More? What else?"

"Well...I don't know either, that guy is very mysterious."

"That's it"

Qian Daoliu stroked his beard and thought to himself:

"Is it possible that that brat brought these from up there?"

Looking towards Golden Crocodile Douluo

next moment

"Second brother! Have you finished whipping yourself on the horse?"

"Um, brother, listen to me."

………………

“It smells so good”

Looking at the half red and half white food in the pot and smelling the smell, Yichen's mouth watered.

“Add some meat, add some vegetables, perfect”

Looking at his work, Yichen nodded with satisfaction.

I didn’t expect that one day I would be able to eat hot pot from my hometown.

"I'm so nostalgic. I've been running around practicing for so long, and I've even forgotten about delicious food."

"I haven't had spicy rabbit heads for a long time. I'll make spicy rabbit heads next time. I'll share it with Nana when she's on vacation, hehe."

After saying this, Yichen looked at the toilet hair iron on the side again.

"Really alienating people, perverted system"

After cursing, Yichen put away the unsightly thing and picked up the tattoo sticker.

"It's so handsome. This tattoo sticker of Peggy is so handsome."

system:……

Bang!!

"Fuck!"

Just when Yichen was admiring his masterpiece, the door suddenly opened, which startled him.

Looking up, I saw two old men walking in with sniffling noses.

"It smells so good. What does it smell like?"

"Yes, it smells so good"

"Is it the scent that comes from that thing?"

"It seems so"

Yichen:……

"I said, what are you two stinky old men doing? You broke into a private house."

Watching the two old men walk directly to the table and sit down, Yichen couldn't help but have black lines appear on his forehead.

"You brat, no matter how big or small, I won't argue with you because you are still young."

"No one can break in. The entire worship hall belongs to me, even you."

After Qian Daoliu finished speaking, he stared at the hot pot on the table and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

What is this? Why does it smell so good? And what is this thing? Why does it look like a pot but it is not a pot?

The two Douluo, who had eaten countless delicacies from the mountains and seas, could hardly help but take a look at what was cooked inside when they smelled the aroma.

After listening to Qian Daoliu's words, Yichen was trembling all over. He was also shaking. Why did it sound so wrong?

He came back to his senses the next moment, looked at Qian Daoliu and said:

"That's not right, what are you doing here?"

"Forehead"

At this time, the two Douluo also came to their senses. They seemed to have come to ask Yichen for the thing just now. Unexpectedly, their noses were fascinated by the fragrance.

"Well, Yichen, do you still have the thing you gave me before? If so, give me some."

Remembering the purpose of their coming, Golden Crocodile Douluo quickly said

"Yes, Yichen, what's the name of that thing? Is there any more?"

Qian Daoliu also agreed.

"Forehead"

Now it was Yichen's turn to be stunned, why did his cheap master also come in?

Rolling his eyes, Yichen said:

"Ahem, that thing is called... Ollie, do you have any more... You have to get something to exchange for it."

Huh! You two stinky old men, if I don’t cheat you, I won’t call you Yichen.

"It turns out that thing is called Ollie, but why does it sound weird?"

Qian Daoliu frowned when he heard this, is this a name?

"Then do you have any more Oli for you, Yichen? Give me some more. I'll tell you what you want."