Horror game: start to unlock full career simulator

When ready, Yang Rong began to cut the tortoise shell carrot shreds.

In the 10th second, 7 pieces of tortoise shell carrot shreds were cut.

In the 20th second, 8 pieces of tortoise shell carrot shreds were cut.

In the 30th second, 16 pieces of tortoise shell carrot shreds were cut.

In the 40th second, 23 pieces of tortoise shell carrot shreds were cut.

In the 50th second, 27 pieces of tortoise shell carrot shreds were cut.

In the 60th second, 32 pieces of tortoise shell carrot shreds were cut.

"So tired!"

"What the hell, why is it so hard, the more you cut it, the harder it gets!"

"Depend on!"

Panting heavily, Yang Rong returned to his original position.

Zhu Ganglian finished the inspection and announced the results: "A total of 32 turtle shell shredded carrots were cut, 2 were unqualified, and 30 were passed. Pass."

Hearing the results, Yang Rong showed joy on his face, turned his head and gave Thomson the same thumb.

Thomson had black lines all over his head and gritted his teeth.

f. uck．

Good luck.

"In the end, it's just you."

"I look at you, you don't look like a chef, haven't you cooked a few times?"

The two-meter-tall Zhu Ganglian looked down at Lu Ming, and after looking at it, he came to this conclusion.

Lu Ming's fingers were slender and slender, and his tiger's mouth was smooth and delicate. It looked like he hadn't held a knife much.

Therefore, Zhu Ganglu first ruled out that Lu Ming could cook.

Lu Ming smiled: "Indeed not."

He was telling the truth.

In reality, he did not cook a few times.

"Hahaha!"

"I haven't cooked before, how dare I choose a job in the back kitchen?"

"You are courting death!"

"What an arrogant Chinese person."

Thomson didn't hide it, and laughed aloud.

He could already imagine the death of Lu Ming and others.

Ha ha.

My friend Jack, this hateful and despicable Chinese will accompany you later.

Take it easy.

"Lu Ming..."

"Harmful!"

"come on!!"

Yang Rong didn't know what to say, so he could only give a wry smile, cheering for Lu Ming.

He had already persuaded Lu Ming not to be the back cook just now.

But Lu Ming refused to listen and insisted on choosing to be the back cook.

All Yang Rong can do now is to pray for him.

"Do not worry."

Lu Ming smiled slightly.

Yang Rong smiled bitterly and nodded.

Thomson sneered disdainfully.

Wait a minute, can you still laugh?

Conceited Chinese people.

Zhu Ganglian ordered: "Use the knife!"

A pig-headed man, holding a knife in both hands, handed over the kitchen knife.

"Good knife."

After Lu Ming took the knife, his eyes lit up, and he turned over the knife casually.

With the kitchen knife in his hand, it seemed to be alive.

Flip 360 degrees at your fingertips.

It flows like water between your fingers.

Playing swords one after another is extremely skillful and cool.

Pig Gangman: "!!!"

Yang Rong: "!!!"

Thomson: "!!!"

Chapter 5

As soon as I touched the kitchen knife, a familiar feeling came to my heart.

Although Lu Ming grew up, he never touched a kitchen knife a few times.

But with the blessing of a full-time simulator, it seems to have been used thousands of times.

Like a part of your own body, flexible and free.

"It's amazing."

"This knife is very good."

Lu Ming smiled with surprise in his eyes, and then praised the knife in his hand.

Although he passed the simulation, he was promoted to become a senior ghost chef, and he also got the ghost knife skills, and the knife skills are at the full level.

But there is a saying that goes well, a clever woman can't cook without rice.

If he doesn't have a good knife, he can't show his strength.

"Fuck!"

"It's awesome!"

"This is the knife flower!"

Seeing Lu Ming's knives, Yang Rong was shocked and called out.

But because they are uneducated, they can only walk the world with a single sentence.

Daohua, it is not something that ordinary people can play.

Almost all the master chefs who have been immersed in cooking for more than [-] or [-] years are the ones who can master the art of knives.

They are extremely confident in their knife skills, so they dare to play.

Otherwise, if the sword skills have not reached that level, if you play with swords and tricks casually, you will easily cut your hands or even cut off your fingers.

"Gorgeous!"

Thomson looked ugly.

He just finished mocking Lu Ming.

Unexpectedly, Lu Ming turned around and slapped him a few times, as if he had slapped him hard.

"The eyes are not bad."

"Any kitchen knife, any knife in our kitchen is all made of the skull of the Bone rotting wolf. It is valuable, hard and sharp."

Pig just laughed.

When he looked at Lu Ming, he was full of interest.

With so many humans from different worlds here, it was the first time he saw humans praising knives.

And there is indeed something in the tricks.

"This time, it seems that I was wrong?"

"Wait a while and you'll know the result."

Thinking of this, Zhu Ganglian took out the turtle shell radish and handed it to Lu Ming.

Turtle shell radish, the longer it is planted, the harder it is overall and the harder it is to shred.

The two times just now, Yang Rong and Jackson cut turtle shell radishes from two years.

But this time, what was handed to Lu Ming was turtle shell radishes with 5 years old.

The degree of hardness has been doubled!

"Why is it so big?"

The corners of Yang Rong's eyes twitched.

He didn't expect that what Zhu Ganglian handed to Lu Ming would be another carrot.

The hardness of this tortoise shell radish is obviously higher by more than one grade.

Trouble.

"Hey, you deserve it."

Seeing this, Thomson gloated from the sidelines.

On the other hand, Lu Ming, without any abnormality on his face, calmly took the 5-year-old turtle shell radish and placed it on the cutting board.

Zhu Gangguan: "The countdown begins!"

When the countdown started, everyone's eyes fell on Lu Ming.

Seeing Lu Ming, he was not in a hurry to cut the shreds.

Instead, he filled a basin of water, put the turtle shell carrots into the water, and soaked them.

His action made Yang Rong very anxious.

"What is this doing?"

"Lu Ming, hurry up and shred it!"

"I'm running out of time!"

"It's only 60 seconds!"

Yang Rong urged on the side, feeling anxious.

What is Lu Ming doing here?

Don't hurry up and shred it?

Instead, soak the turtle shell carrots in water?

What do you think?

"A large yellow breed dog."

Thomson sneered and sneered.

"This is!"