Chapter 2(1/2)
It’s okay not to take this opportunity
Kitchen courtyard.
Chen Ping faced the boring work of dissecting demonic beasts, but he became more and more enthusiastic about it.
In half a day's work, he changed "Anatomy (Basic): 761/1000." to "Anatomy (Proficient): 109/1000."
Seeing the beating of these numbers, Chen Ping felt an overwhelming sense of accomplishment.
Colleagues find this job boring because there is no gain in the process and the improvement of skills is slow and imperceptible, but he can clearly see the beating numbers one by one.
This is probably why later games are so attractive to players.
"you."
".I have never noticed that your skills are so outstanding before?"
Colleagues felt very incredible when they saw that Chen Ping was becoming more and more proficient in dissection and his speed was much faster than him.
I am at the second level of Qi training.
Fairy-like.
Chen Ping felt that the reason why his cooking skills were at the 'proficient' level from the beginning was probably because of his later generations, who were already good at cooking.
A group of old perverts started talking among themselves.
Dissecting a monster beast is a very complicated job, and it is not the same as killing ordinary beasts. Because every piece of material on the monster beast is a treasure, including the bones, hair, skin, meat, and internal organs.
The integrity of the material needs to be maintained during the dissection process in order to maximize the value of the material.
Don't want to stop for a moment.
【Lifespan:22/71.】
"I've been short of money lately, and I'm in a hurry to use it tonight."
His colleagues are no longer complete people in his eyes.
Chen Ping listened to his colleagues' chatter and secretly glanced at the series of numbers on the panel, gradually having an idea in his mind.
Chen Ping shook his head and said with a smile:
You must resign now.
Ding Liu's eyes lit up and he said excitedly:
Of course, the reason why it lasted three days was because Chen Ping deliberately slowed down the pace later on.
"It's just an injury. It's considered fine."
Xu Buduo gritted his teeth and said:
[Realm: Qi training (level 1): 25/100.]
Must resign.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, we have heard about tomorrow's mission. This time, we will make a lot of money." At this time, colleague Ding Liu, who was dissecting the beast together, came over, with excitement that could not be concealed on his face.
Five spiritual stones is a lot.
Seeing everyone's curiosity, Ding Liu whispered:
"This mission is led by Miss Seven personally."
Ning Mansion's missions are usually informed the night before departure. It's not time yet, so Chen Ping doesn't know.
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It's so dangerous.
"What Fellow Daoist Chen said is absolutely true. How about you transfer the task to me?" Xu Buduo was so excited that he quickly dug into his pockets: "I understand, I understand."
In principle, servant tasks are not allowed to be transferred privately.
"How can I blame you for this? We monks compete with heaven, earth, and fate. We naturally have to compete with opportunities. I am grateful to you before it is too late. How can I blame you? Besides, no one can deduce the future, right? No.
Yes, no." Xu Buduo said quickly, fearing that Chen Ping would regret it.
I don't want to do this damn job as a servant anymore.
One more glance and he was worried that he would take professional action against his colleagues.
I have just practiced Qi to the first level.
Hearing what Ding Liu said, several other monks also gathered around curiously.
"Hey, I'm so envious of you."
Chen Ping brought up the panel.
Resign.
Chen Ping's scalp went numb after hearing these conversations.
"Please call me Master Cook Ding."
It is also common for a monk who arranges a mission to suddenly feel unwell and is not suitable to go on a mission.
"Yes, it's a good thing that no one died."
Miss Seven, who is that?
[Kung Fu: Evergreen Kung Fu (Introductory): 16/100.]
Complete the dissection in two days?
What a joke.
As soon as these words came out, the other monks were in an uproar.
Not even the best meat seller in Yuncheng can do this.
"What is the mission?" Chen Ping asked.
After listening, Chen Ping fell silent.
Some people even had half of their arms covered in blood.
The anatomy in front of me was so perfect that my colleagues and the supervisor were stunned.
By noon on the third day, the entire monster beast had been perfectly dissected.
[Skills: Anatomy (expert): 14/1000. Cooking (skilled): 101/1000.]
A voice brought Chen Ping's thoughts back to reality.
He handed over three low-grade spiritual stones.
Chen Ping glanced at the three low-grade spiritual stones calmly and pretended not to understand:
"I'm willing to do it without any reward." A Taoist friend in his fifties sighed.
【Name: Chen Ping.】
"Hey, isn't that Fellow Daoist Wu? Injured again?"
Isn't this going to die?
Who can bear this?
In addition to dissecting monster beasts, he had not been idle for a moment in the past three days, and occasionally secretly worked on other skills or spells.
The last sentence is a whisper.
Chen Ping turned around and saw a team returning from a mission.
Chen Ping's face was dark, he calmed down and asked Xu Buduo:
"Fellow Daoist Xu, do you want to go?"
Sneaking into the kitchen, I helped Aunt Li cook for a while, and applied her 'cooking skills' to the panel.
The face of the Ning Mansion, a genius girl, and a direct disciple of the Qingyun Sect.
Miss Seven rarely returns to Ning Mansion, not necessarily once a year, and when she does come back, she never comes back.
Instead, it is made up of muscles and bones, like a work of art.
As long as he can make achievements in front of Miss Seven and win favor, why not take the lead? This is probably an opportunity for Xu Duoduo to consider.
In his eyes, this monster is a good material for practicing skills. The more complex the parts, the more proficiency can be increased.
‘Wow~’
On the other hand, he deliberately slowed down and instead pursued anatomical accuracy.
As low-level Qigong practitioners, even if they are informed of the mission content, confidential content such as the mission goal will not be disclosed to them.
Among the sighs, one-third were lamented by a fellow Taoist named "Xu Buduo".
[Spell: Breeze Nine Swords (One Style): 241/1000.]
Of course, this is not the most important thing.
To be continued...