Chapter 172 A New Form of Charity? (Two Updates!)

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Yi Xia blew the hot air from the soup bowl casually.

The sweet-smelling heat turned into fluffy white mist in the cold and humid air.

The bowl contained a bowl of dense white soup, and there were some plants similar to wormwood dotted on the edge.

Yi Xia drank it all in one gulp.

Suddenly, an indescribable deliciousness filled the mouth.

Occasionally there is some indescribable vitality dancing on the tip of the tongue.

Yi Xia put down the bowl and started to enjoy the meal.

Large pieces of cut fish were simply steamed, then topped with the soup prepared by the little cat man, and then served directly.

The entire long table was piled with food.

The rising fresh smell attracted the attention of many kitty people around.

They all discussed how many friends the little cat person Miriali-Xinmiao would entertain.

The few people in the yard definitely can't eat so much.

Moreover, they can smell the stronger fragrance faintly coming from the house opposite.

This means there is more food being cooked.

This is a rare scene for little cat people!

As a result, many kitten people were so greedy that they took a piece of dried fish in their mouths and slipped onto the roof.

There is a viewing platform for the cat people.

Of course, it would be difficult for a stranger to run up there.

Sensing the dense sights around her, Yi Xia felt like she was being watched.

Fortunately, although he has not yet acquired the passive skill of Social Awesomeness.

But this scene can no longer make him have any fluctuations.

He tried to pick up a large piece of fish and swallowed it in one bite.

The meat is quite soft...

Of course, for Yi Xia now.

Only dragon-level monster meat can give him some feedback from his teeth.

Others are not essentially different from slightly harder tofu.

Yi Xia felt like she was eating fish jelly...

The fish meat, which is full of soup, does not require a second round of chewing in Yi Xia's mouth.

At the first interaction of teeth, it turns into delicious juice.

"Huh... the fish meat is still chewy this season!"

“Full of winter’s infinite energy!”

The kitten person Miriali Xinmiao said happily while chewing.

It looks a little high.

Although for it, the food on the table in front of me.

It basically eats less than one percent.

But just like no child would resist the temptation of candy houses and butter rivers.

It is a kind of strong stimulation from sight, smell and taste.

While everyone was eating, they chatted about new topics they had recently discovered on the multiverse player exchange forum.

Some are more serious, such as: some rather embarrassing anecdotes about gods, and some online players who have done some outrageous and stupid things.

And at this moment, Blade Shield Mike Cree, who was about to attack a piece of plump fish meat, suddenly stopped.

He seemed to remember something:

"Yi, I remember you are... a witch, right?"

He imitated Yi Xia's pronunciation somewhat jerkily.

Native conceptual words like witch can only be expressed through transliteration.

Because the concepts it encompasses are too complex, there is no exact match among related texts and civilizations in other planes.

Its transliteration is actually not difficult. What troubles Blade Shield Mike Cree is:

He had to work hard to prevent his expression from becoming a meaningless whine.

Although, subconsciously, he felt that the two were somewhat similar?

But after all, it is the other party's local specialty profession, and maintaining necessary respect is the first principle of harmonious coexistence.

Fortunately, Blade Shield Mike Cree has his own tricks:

As long as you keep a solemn expression when pronouncing, it's usually not a big problem...

Yi Xia nodded.

"I remember that there was a large level 15 dungeon on the forum that was ridiculously difficult."

"Many large-scale teams have failed in challenges there. The boss there is a super model."

"It seems that among the recommended professions there is witch."

"The name of that copy is very strange..."

Blade Shield Mike Kerry tried hard to think back.

"It seems that I am not calling Zhou Zhou..."

He tried to awaken his dormant memories.

"Buzhou Mountain?"

Yi Xia put down the fish and looked at Blade Shield Mike Cree.

"Yes, that's the name."

"Irregular mountains, weird names..."

Blade Shield Mike Kree muttered.

Yi Xia narrowed her eyes slightly:

"That may indeed be a bit difficult..."

He continued to eat the fish as if he didn't care.

Level 15 large dungeon?

Outrageous...

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"Grandma, are they gone?"

In the room, the kitten man looked at the old kitten man curiously and asked.

It is another slightly older brother of the little cat person Miriali-Xin Miao.

It has grown to the stage where it is afraid of strangers. After the guests arrive, it sneaks into the attic early.

Grandma laughed at it for being a shy little girl, but that didn't change its determination to stay here.

"Let's go, they are going to have dinner."

Grandma touched the little cat man's head and said with a smile.

"Dinner?"

The young kitten pondered the word.

Then, its eyes lit up.

It cautiously stuck its head out along the hole in the house.

Sure enough, there were no strangers in the courtyard below.

So, it slipped down and got into the kitchen.

Then, looking at the empty kitchen, the little catman fell into deep thought.

So much fish?

Have they all finished eating? !

The little catman's eyes widened, his round pupils full of puzzlement and confusion.

"Little glutton, go to the restaurant and save some for you and your brother."

Grandma slipped in through the hole in the side wall, then closed it and jumped down.

Looking at the confused kitty man, grandma said with a smile.

"Humans are much bigger than kittens, so they naturally eat more."

"That child is a witch, so of course he eats more than ordinary humans."

The old grandma seemed to have recalled certain past events, her amber-like eyes full of memories.

"Xin Miao's destiny has been blessed by the elders of Tianyuan."

"So, it can meet friends who are very different from the stars, but who have been in contact with the kitty people."

"When you grow up, I will tell you the story of your great-grandmother's great-grandmother."

"It just met a witch."

Grandma said.

"I'm old enough now!"

The young kitten man, like all children who feel that they are no different from adults, said rather unconvincingly.

"That will have to wait until you reach adulthood and be able to take up arms and protect your family."

"The stories of witches are not always as gentle as that child's..."

Grandma said kindly.

Some cafeteria owners on the Eastern Route were lost in thought as they looked at a strange team in front of them.

Strange, most of these guys seem to be full, and they still come here to eat?

Could it be some new form of charity?