All Realms Sign-in from Hokage

"Hey..."

"This world is really very realistic."

Night Breeze sighed.

This Shiba dog originally wanted to eat Night Breeze as food, but because it was not as skilled as a human, it became Night Breeze's food instead.

to be frank.

Night Breeze hadn't felt such emotion for a long time.

But think about it too.

Are there any weird things in the heavens and worlds?

He is just holding a small sign-in system.

How can there be any guarantee that he will be able to live a happy life like a salted fish in One Piece in a stable way in the future?

"It seems that even if the system comes back online in the future, I can't rely on it too much. Otherwise, once a situation like this happens, it will indeed be more troublesome."

shook his head.

Night Breeze no longer thought about the future.

He took out a relatively sharp thin flake of stone from his pocket.

Peel and bleed the dinner delivered to your door.

Although Night Breeze didn't have those top-quality seasonings on him.

But dog meat is dog meat after all.

He brought the dog meat to a stream, skillfully set up a simple barbecue grill, cleaned the dog meat, and successfully ignited it by drilling wood to make fire.

Then that Shiba Inu quickly became a Roasted Shiba Inu.

Night Breeze collected some plants in the forest that could serve as a seasoning.

He ground these plants into powder.

Sprinkled over the roast.

Zila~Zila~Zila~

Smell the tempting fragrance, listen to the beautiful voice.

Night Breeze finally showed a look of relief on his face.

but.

Just when Night Breeze was about to eat.

A disheveled man suddenly emerged from the woods.

"Delicious dog meat, kid, which village are you from?"

A tall man appeared in front of Night Breeze.

The man looked about fifty years old.

but.

Although he looked tall and burly, with an indescribable heroism faintly, but this outfit was a bit too stretched.

"It doesn't matter which village I come from, the important thing is, do you want my dog ​​meat?"

Night Breeze looked at the man.

There were many large holes in the robe on his body.

But he didn't seem to want to make a patch to mend it, the bronze-colored skin under the robe was so unscrupulously exposed.

His face was sallow.

Drunk and sleepy.

A mess of hair can make a bird build a nest.

I don't know how many years I haven't taken care of my beard.

Such a person does not look like a good person at first glance.

Night Breeze has always been very accurate in seeing people.

The man's eyes were dull, his footsteps were sloppy, and his body was full of alcohol.

At first glance, he looks like the kind of ignorant and unskilled wanderer.

Night Breeze felt that he could beat him with one hand.

but.

Night Breeze was not going to deal with the drunkard now.

Because he also wanted to inquire about the basic situation of this plane from the alcoholic.

then.

Night Breeze tore off a scented dog leg, glanced at the drunkard, and said, "Is there any wine in your flagon? If there is wine, I can exchange this dog meat with you."

After hearing Night Breeze's request.

The sloppy man couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Then sporadic surprises bloomed in the originally lifeless eyes.

"You said you want this dog meat in exchange for wine? But I think you are only five years old at most, right? Can a five-year-old kid drink alcohol?" the man asked curiously.

"Who stipulates that five-year-old children can't drink alcohol?" Night Breeze gave the drunkard an angry look.

"Anyway, I've been drinking for so many years, but I've never seen a five-year-old ask for a drink."

The drunkard shook his head.

Although his unreasonable demands on Night Breeze felt strange.

But he is not a person who likes to care about too many things.

Since Night Breeze wanted it.

Then just give it to him.

"That's about the same."

Night Breeze took the flagon from the drunkard's hand.

Open the lid and smell it.

Although the taste of wine is average.

It should be a very cheap barley wine.

But as long as it is wine.

Night Breeze would not despise it.

Gudong Gudong.

Night Breeze poured a few mouthfuls of strong wine into his mouth, then tore off another dog's leg and started to chew.

Spirits in the throat, hot dogs in the belly.

A warm feeling instantly rippled from Night Breeze's lower abdomen.

It made Night Breeze feel comfortable all over.

"It's so strange, you kid can really drink?" The drunkard looked at Night Breeze and smiled in surprise.

His wine is indeed not a good wine.

But it's definitely a strong drink!

Generally speaking.

Let alone a five-year-old kid like Night Breeze.

Even some adults in the village may not be able to swallow it without changing their expressions.

but.

The drunk was not a very curious man either.

He took back the jug and took a few sips.

He began to enjoy the dog meat grilled by Night Breeze himself.

Dog meat entrance.

A taste he had never experienced before conquered his taste buds in an instant.

"This...why is this dog meat so delicious? How did you do it!"

The alcoholic was shocked.

Although this dog meat already smells very fragrant.

But the feeling of eating is dozens of times more fragrant than the smell!

to be frank.

The drunkard also used to try to hunt and barbecue in this forest.

But the meat he roasted was unpalatable.

Either mushy or burnt.

All in all, it was unpalatable, even difficult to swallow, and it was not as delicious as rice porridge cooked casually at home.

"Grilling is a very profound knowledge. Different meats and different parts have to be roasted at different heats. It's too complicated for you to understand."

"It's a pity that I can't find any particularly good condiments in the woods."

"Otherwise, the roasted dog meat is a hundred times better than this."

Night Breeze shrugged.

Although his system space can not be used.

All kinds of delicacies placed in it cannot be taken out.

But he is also a culinary master himself.

Even the simplest barbecue can produce unusual flavors.

"I see."

The drunkard nodded.

but.

Although he was very curious about Night Breeze's various performances, the alcoholic already felt very satisfied with this dog meat and wine, so he was not going to inquire about Night Breeze's affairs in depth.

"By the way, drunkard, your home should be around this forest. Which village do you come from?"

Although the drunkard didn't intend to find out about Night Breeze.

but.

obviously.

The reason why Night Breeze didn't drive away the sloppy drunkard and gave him dog meat was because on the one hand, it was in exchange for drinking, and on the other hand, he naturally felt that the drunkard was stupid, so it should be easier to find out from him. The basic information of this plane.

as predicted.

After the drunkard heard Night Breeze's question.

While chewing the delicious dog meat in his mouth, he said in a vague voice: "Yes, I live in a small village in the north of this forest. Our village is called Holy Soul Village."

What village?

After hearing the name.

Night Breeze's heart suddenly thumped for some reason!