Chapter 350 What Do You Want to Perform?

As he spoke, James dribbled the ball a few times, and the ball flew out of his hand and bounced somewhere.

Not long after, there was a sound of a ball hitting someone from behind a building, followed by a scream from that direction.

"Who is playing basketball here without a long eye!?"

James: "Look, sports can even promote socializing."

"I have reason to believe that Endles' basketball will reach a new height under my strong promotion. By then, my reputation will resound throughout the international arena and become a household name."

Riya did not speak. It was difficult for him to evaluate James's self-made pie.

Instead of expecting the plague doctor to play basketball, he might as well sign up for Shival's interest class and wait for it to become a world champion and win a string of gold medals.

"Gu?" Little Shival did not know that he was almost going to experience an education in another world. Now it is still flapping its wings on Riya's shoulder, carefree.

"Cough." James coughed lightly.

"Kercha, what meme do you want to play next?"

Seeing that the plague doctor finally asked the key point, Leah curved his eyes: "This is also the reason why I asked you to come, but let's not talk about this for now. Mr. James, you have come from afar, you must be hungry.

Take a day off today, I will take you to dinner - I will treat you."

"Why are you so considerate all of a sudden?"

Faced with the kindness of the black businessman, James did not feel flattered, but instead felt alarmed.

Now in front of him is a patient, and a black businessman of meme 5. With the improvement of meme coding, these people will only become more and more money-oriented.

It is better to let James believe that the black businessman will treat him than to let him believe that the bright sun will rise from the west today.

"I just want to have a meal with friends. Doctor, your strength is so unfathomable, are you afraid that a weak patient like me will cheat you?"

"..."James looked at Leah and felt that he definitely had bad intentions.

But he still went, because James was very curious about what this special patient wanted to do.

Ten minutes later

James looked at the pile of food on the table and began to regret his previous decision.

He found that what Ria meant by treating him was using his salary to treat him to a meal, and by the way, he ordered all the food on the menu for the pitch-black mythical creature without hesitation.

"You really don't know how to be polite at all."

James stuffed the food in front of him into the mask and chewed it, but Ria said that this was all the salary that James had been deducted from before.

Ria has done her best to treat people to a meal with the deducted salary.

"You need to rest after working too long. Take today as a holiday and work tomorrow."

James felt that what Ria said seemed to make some sense. Although the Health Commission did not allow it, the disordered people were the superiors of the epidemic doctors, and their words could sometimes be used as a shield.

"It seems that compared to other black businessmen, you have learned how to make resources more sustainable."

Giving employees benefits will make them more loyal. Ria's idea is nothing more than this, but James thinks this idea is good, and it is best to have it every day.

The tavern in the town was full of people. The room where Ria and the others were was a separate room, separated from the outside by a piece of cloth hanging on the door frame.

Ria was released after all the dishes were served. At this time, it was concentrating on burying its head in large chunks of steaming hot meat to enjoy the food.

The fishing industry in North Aidlin is well developed, and grilled fish is a specialty here, but the level of grilling other meats is also good.

Marinate a large piece of beef with bones, apply special sauce on it and grill it on charcoal fire. After a while, sprinkle it with seasonings that are said to be imported from other countries. The degree of doneness can be determined according to the preferences of the diners.

When the food is served, the metal knife cuts the roasted and fragrant skin, and with a light "click", the juice of the meat will overflow and emit steam.

At this time, with a large cup of wheat wine in a wooden barrel-shaped wine glass, people will definitely enjoy what bliss is.

"Ah!" Little Shival quickly finished most of the food in front of him, lowered his head and rubbed his mouth back and forth on the napkin prepared by Ria next to him.

After a moment, it suddenly noticed the wine in front of Ria and quietly climbed down the table.

"Guwu." Little Shival raised his head under the table, fixed his eyes on the wine glass, then lowered his body and crawled towards that side, shook his wings twice, and jumped up, with his front paws on the edge of the table.

The mythical creature tried to stretch out a front paw to reach the wine glass, but just as its paw was about to reach the glass, Ria picked up the glass and drank the wine in one breath, then put the glass down and looked at the mythical creature.

Little Shival: "..."

"Guwu."

It stared with its golden round pupils and said "Guwu", crawled onto Ria's lap, turned over and exposed its belly to cover up its embarrassment.

Although it was so dark that Ria could hardly tell the front and back from his perspective, he still patted Little Shival's head twice.

"To be honest, I haven't decided what meme to perform next. Different choices will lead to different arrangements, and the way of performance will also be different."

James swallowed the meat in his mouth: "As long as you think it is appropriate, your performance ability is strong enough to choose all memes indiscriminately, and I believe you can perform them successfully.

Kercha, I'm betting a big bet on you, I hope you won't let me down."

"Thank you very much, doctor."

Riya's hand had just been bitten off by the little Shival, and he reattached it, but it was bitten off again.

So he turned the head of the mythical creature a few times and waited for it to turn back by itself.

"From Meme 5 upwards, the improvement of memes will only become more and more difficult, and the memes performed now are the simplest."

"So have you decided?"

"Yes, doctor."

Riya found that Shival had turned his head and stared at him, so he turned a few times in the opposite direction again.

"I plan to study dreams in a deeper level. After all, the words of existence near the Apocalypse at that time made me have to pay attention."

"Therefore, the meme I will perform next is-"

[Dream Capture]

James heard this, raised his head and was silent for a moment, then laughed "hehe".

"You are really good at choosing, but Kercha, the dream catcher is not suitable.

I don't recommend the dream catcher, I suggest you perform another meme."

"Why?"

"Dreams cannot be explored too deeply or too involved. Sometimes, dreams are regarded by people as things that happen in parallel time and space during sleep. I won't say much about the facts, but this is enough to prove the complexity of dreams."

"The duties of the dream catcher are somewhat similar to those of the extraordinary creature Nightmare Tapir. They can read other people's memories by eating their dreams, thereby enriching their own extraordinary abilities."