My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely! Chapter 1187: Fight the esophagus again, the power of hot pot!

Latest website: In the crisis-ridden wasteland, survival pressure is huge.

Not to mention alien races, just talking about the relationship between humans and humans, conflicts continue under natural disasters one after another.

And from a long time ago, Sumo knew that the territory wanted to grow and absorb more human survivors.

Either decisively cut off all ties with the alien race, without any unnecessary adhesion to give other survivors room for discussion.

Or make sure that the subdued aliens can be like the group of little fishmen, completely and willing to surrender to humans without any complaints.

Otherwise, unclear adhesion will only lead to disaster.

Now with several rounds of development.

Facts have proved that there is really no problem with this decision.

The conflict between humans and aliens has become more and more serious, especially after the stimulation of the Ten Thousand Paths War, there is no longer any chance for the two sides to relax.

If Tianyuan Territory wants to continue to develop, it can certainly always suppress the slow pace and absorb suitable foreign races.

But for Connie, if she wants to grow a qualified alien force, she must break away.

Considering that the territory at that time did not need a group of aliens with huge appetites to share supplies, nor did it need any battle rounds for aliens to rush forward.

This is how Connie later developed independently.

Of course, Connie seemed to disappear this year, and no news came back. It seemed that her development outside was not going smoothly.

If Oreo hadn't always sensed that she was still alive, Sumo would have thought that his arrangement had failed.

“Long time no see, Connie’s strength has improved significantly!”

At this time, the two parties looked at each other, and Sumo could roughly sense Connie's current ability from the slight rise of hair.

Very strong.

At least one order of magnitude stronger than the Minotaur Corrado, and about the same level as the previous priest on the Kobold Castle.

Considering that Connie is not an alien like Corrado who can only use brute force, plus magical alien magic.

As an opponent, without a weapon at your disposal, it’s really hard to say whether you will win or lose.

"Unfortunately, in this case, I would like to have further in-depth communication"

Sumo raised his head and looked at the dark sky outside the arena.

Although it is obscured by the game, you can still imagine the crowded auditorium at this time.

This is not one or two, dozens or tens of thousands.

It is no exaggeration to say that after the first day of preparation, it is not unusual for more than 90% of the players from the wasteland to come in.

With so many people staring at me, no matter how much I want to say, I have to say it after the game is over.

A little delay.

As the contestants took their seats, the three judges also came to the judges' desk from the audience after screening the game.

Some of them are.

This time the judges are no longer a combination of two aliens and one human, but three humans.

This is even worse for Connie, who was already at an advantage.

After all, if you are facing off against human Soma, it would be fine if you get test questions that aliens are good at. Maybe there is still a chance of winning.

But if we draw test questions that humans are good at, the judges will still be three humans.

That's nothing more than a piece of wool, so forget it.

Of course, having said that, the reactions of the aliens in the audience were very real.

At this time, except for some "little newbies", they shouted to surrender and teach human Soma a harsh lesson.

Most of the old fritters were extremely calm and assumed that Connie made the choice for themselves.

If they meet other humans, they may choose to surrender and eliminate them together with someone who is behind them.

But in front of human Soma, surrender.

Isn’t that going to death?

What if this guy suddenly goes crazy and takes action?

The ones who can hold on for thirty seconds will not be humans, but them.

"It's not a fight or a throw. Fortunately, I didn't draw this freak!"

"This lion tribe is also unlucky. The strongest human being was drawn in the first game."

"Let's take a look at the test questions first, in case they are beneficial to our alien race"

"Ah, why is this a cooking competition again? What's going on?"

"Okay, the cooking competition is good. Ahem, I mean, you lose anyway."

“I just don’t know how powerful this lioness can be in forcing the human Somo. It seems that she is much stronger than the previous tauren.”

Ignoring the appearance of the alien race and just listening to the current discussion can't help but give people a strong sense of confusion.

In the field.

The three judges were also extremely excited at this time. If it weren't for the forced isolation of the game, they would probably rush over to "chasing stars" now.

[Record]: The contestants are in place, the judges are in place, and the elimination round has officially begun!

[Record]: This knockout event is: Battle for the Esophagus

[Record]: Contestants need to select and make dishes from limited ingredients according to the requirements of the three judges.

[Record]: This knockout competition lasts for one hour, please be sure to pay attention to the time

[Record]: Players who successfully win this game will receive a reward: Win +1

There is no deviation from the previous guess.

Because the God of Cookery has the largest proportion of authority, this competition still included the battle for the esophagus.

As the game prompt sounded, the familiar room and cabinet appeared again.

"Vote?"

Connie, who was standing in the cabinet on the right, had wandering eyes and asked with a helpless expression.

No way, she can still tell the difference between the big and the small king.

Don't say that the two of them are competing today for a battle for the esophagus that is beneficial to humans. Even if it is a battle that is beneficial to alien races or a competition for survival direction, she does not have the guts to win.

As long as Somo goes back and says a word, Oreo will be remotely deprived of ownership rights.

She may be a majestic lion-man priest of the Austrian tribe now, but the next second she may have to become an ordinary lion-man.

"No rush, I need some time."

Sumo also returned the look and signaled Connie to wait with micro-movements that others did not notice.

Just because you meet someone you know in the first round doesn't mean you will meet them in the next few rounds.

Now is the perfect time to prepare some weapons that can be used in the upcoming competition.

Even if the alien race you encounter next suddenly gets angry, you can easily subdue them.

As for how to turn ordinary ingredients into weapons, Sumo was not worried.

A life-and-death battle is not just playing house, and there is no need to consider compliance, consequences, etc.

In a certain irregular weapon fighting textbook, most of the chapter describes how to turn ordinary and common objects at hand into extremely lethal weapons.

As long as a few can be reproduced, it will be enough to deal with ordinary aliens.

Besides, isn’t there still a system?

As long as you are willing to pay enough survival points, even a piece of scrap metal can be upgraded into a pistol.

In the first game, Sumo decided to prepare some hard goods to ensure the success of the next few games.

[Now, judges, please follow the numbers on the table and start asking questions! 】

[Judge No. 1 ‘Daisuke Inoue’ please give the question! 】

Still in order from left to right, the Japanese man on the far left stood up with great excitement.

However, what is a little surprising is that this guy did not ask for Western food, but...

"I want hot pot, Sichuan spicy hot pot with all kinds of ingredients!"

"It's the kind Su Shen ate in the shelter when he first traveled to the wasteland!"

Oops.

This opening was a perfect boast from Lao Su.

Although the difficulty of hot pot is not as great as imagined, a number of qualifiers have been added.

Let alone Connie, any foreigner would be confused.

[Record]: The first test question established: Sichuan Spicy Hot Pot

[Record]: Please start preparations for both players. The game will start in thirty seconds.

"I can't eat you to death."

Connie secretly cursed, glanced at the ingredients piled on the floor, and simply sat down to eat.

We are already destined to be eliminated, so we might as well have a big meal before leaving.

This way, even if you are eliminated, you can still make some money back.

“Hot pot is quite simple. It all comes with a base, so you can order whatever you want and you’re done.”

It’s not a strict requirement for food, and it can free up most of the time for making weapons.

Sumo was naturally happy and relaxed. He found a pot, added the base ingredients, and started to prepare.

The first is melee weapons.

"Is there a longer rolling pin? This one is not easy to use."

Picking up a meter-long stick in the corner, Somo opened his eyes and told lies without caring.

For most people, a 60cm rolling pin is already a bit long.

The optimal length is between thirty and fifty, which is the length suitable for rolling noodles.

However, not all rolling pins fall within this range. When he went to the ancient city of Xixian, Sumo saw with his own eyes a rolling pin that was more than two meters and close to three meters long, and could roll out thin noodles two meters wide at a time.

This is not too much to ask for, right?

[Record]: Player requirements are within a reasonable range and are being replaced

The game has no inking.

A purple light flashed, and a long stick with a length of more than two meters appeared in the corner.

And like other rolling pins, the outer skin has been treated to be very smooth and the hardness has been appropriately processed.

"Hey, this is only appropriate."

Although the long stick is thin on both sides and thick in the middle, it is not suitable for use as a long gun shaft.

But as long as you find a way to insert the western knife into the tip of one side, it will immediately become a more lethal spear.

It is not suitable for long-term battles, but there is absolutely no problem in a short period of time.

"Hey, what is Su Shen doing? Isn't he preparing hot pot?"

"Stop it, that lioness is in ruins. Doesn't Su Shen have time to prepare weapons now? Otherwise, what if we encounter bellicose aliens in the next few rounds?"

"Oh yes, you said I haven't remembered yet, are you going to take action?"

"You don't know how to do it. This lioness is very smart. She won't give in and give up the chance. She is just waiting for the end of the game to quit."

"If you can still play like this, then I... No, this is Su Shen. If it were anyone else, he would be torn alive by the aliens."

The audience on stage has never seen or heard of such a scene.

This is no longer a competition, but both sides are busy with their own affairs.

The only difference is.

The lioness is busy eating, while Somo is busy preparing weapons.

Twenty minutes passed, and an unusually strong spear took shape under everyone's eyes.

The shape is very simple.

The top tip is inlaid with an extremely sharp blade, about twenty centimeters in length.

The pointed tip at the bottom is made of a torn towel to make an anti-slip design to ensure that it will not fall off during use.

For the survivors who have experienced the baptism of survival, such hands-on ability is not unusual.

But what is a little puzzling is that after Somo waved it a few times, everyone could see that the knife head and rolling pin were too tightly fixed.

It feels as if the blade is fixed there.

"What fixed technology is used?"

Some players who made the manual route widened their eyes with confusion.

Except for the magical route ability, at this time they have no idea what method they can use to achieve the current result.

But isn’t Su Shen’s route the apprenticeship of medicinal diet?

"I'm done, submit the dishes!"

Just when the audience was confused, the hot pot cooking on the other side of the stove was edible.

Suma put down his spear with satisfaction, picked up the entire pot, and placed it in the submission area.

To be fair, the quality of the hot pot this time is completely incomparable to the previous ones.

At the end of the whole process, he only put in the hot pot base ingredients and added his favorite vegetables to cook.

But what about hot pot?

As long as the base is fragrant, it is completely worth any unnecessary means.

And after scanning it with the route ability, he found that it could add a weak healing effect, so Soma didn't waste it.

Add it directly to add a special attribute to ordinary hot pot.

"I've done it too, submit the dishes."

Connie, who was gnawing on a cucumber on the other side, didn't care and casually threw the two potato lumps on her hand over.

Looking at this messy appearance, all the aliens on the stage shook their heads.

What a waste.

Even if you can't beat him, you can at least force this human Soma to use some special trump cards.

With such a powerful strength, it is not as good as the previous Minotaur Corrado.

However, the alien who said this had forgotten that Corrado was just a newborn calf and was not afraid of tigers.

I don’t know the name of human Soma, so I just treat my opponent as an ordinary human being.

If he had known the name of Somo, the God-Slayer, in advance, he might have been even worse than Connie now.

"Phew, this is the taste, delicious, so delicious!"

The first time the hot pot is served.

Not afraid of being burned, Inoue Daisuke devoured the food and looked like he had been hungry for a long time.

But it’s not surprising that most survivors can only eat half a full meal every day.

And it’s the kind of hard dry food mixed with boiling water that’s forced into the stomach.

The fragrant and hot hot pot is filled with fresh vegetables and tender beef slices.

The price is thirty points.

The audience on the stage did not intend to buy it at first, but after looking at it, some people couldn't help but buy it.

It’s okay if there’s no blocking button.

The game also deliberately spreads the smell of hot pot into the audience area. Who can resist it?

For a time, more and more hot pots began to appear in the audience, and there were sucking and swallowing sounds everywhere.

Although some people purchased ~IndoMTL.com~, they planned to take it out to share with their families after the game.

Even some new aliens who entered the wasteland could not resist the temptation and reluctantly spent points to place orders.

This is not the human God Su, this is obviously the human God of Cooking!

Compared to the dirty blood food they ate in the territory, the food now tastes so delicious!

"Gee, it would be nice if I could receive a share of the game."

Sumo touched his chin and looked at the sales figures above his head.

The hot pot with 30 points is not cheap, but over 400 million copies were sold in just a few minutes.

Calculated as disaster points, there are a full 12 billion.

Even if it is only divided into a small amount, it is enough for him to not have to worry about disaster points in the rest of the game!

(End of this chapter)