Dimensional Eroders

At noon, the special training for gallbladder training continued, Bailang decisively called a stop, and instructed Kotaro to move all the materials in the pickup truck to the roof, and set up a simple temporary kitchen table for sister Yuan, a great chef, to make lunch by herself.

The other party has just arrived and has not yet mastered any of the unique quality of Rogge's ingredients, so she did not show her best cooking skills, and only used the ordinary ingredients purchased yesterday to cook a series of home-cooked dishes.

Even under the most primitive conditions, the low-level home-cooked food is still full of fragrance, comparable to the chef of a star hotel. During the conversation with her, Bailang learned that any of her dishes would be cooked with 'Zhen Qi'; and in the other party's five abilities column, at least one 'food ability' was fixed.

Any food processed by her must be a fantasy dish that surpasses 'common human food'. This point is easy to understand, as can be seen from Bailang's 'blood therapy'.

Let's exclude Bailang's one-in-a-million and once-in-a-thousand-year medical genius qualifications. He has been in contact with and learned 'medical skills' for no more than 3 months. Medical skills have been transformed to the point of "miracle doctor".

This is the horror of "solidifying the foundation", turning decay into magic, and letting the ignorant "blood therapy" violently rub against modern medical theory. And Sister Yuan's food is also overbearing.

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While making dinner over there, Feng Ying from Room 3 ran out first. The inexhaustible vitality of the bear child is vividly reflected in her body.

She first ran to Bailang to ask for Bingkuo, then picked up a rifle, went to the edge of the roof very professionally, laid a cushion under her body, lay down, put her shoulder on the butt of the gun, and began to shoot at Yueju downstairs. More undead. And the small satellite above her head projected a small screen in a humane way, constantly displaying +1, +1... It was a joy to play.

Kotaro has finished processing all the zombie materials, resting with a bottle of drink he has never drunk before, his heart is full of satisfaction, and he feels an unprecedented tranquility. It has only been two days since he came to this unknown world, but he has repeatedly refreshed his three views.

Although it is a hopeless doomsday world, and even has terrible monsters, the civilians live a precarious life. But the standard of living here is completely out of the ninja world. Everything is respected by strength, the strong will be respected, and the hard work will be rewarded.

He made the same efforts in the two worlds, but he was still discriminated against, suppressed, and exploited in the ninja world. He has a huge amount of money at his disposal, enjoys advanced technology, countless super enthusiastic big sisters on both sides of the road pull him to drink saliva, and there is also the "Blood Succession Limit" that can be mastered with only krypton gold! ...Life here is like paradise.

It's only been two days, and I'm a little addicted. Although Bailang's test was too harsh, he still fell into a dream and refused to wake up.

At this time, Xia Jing also left the small room where the sun was not visible, and took a deep breath of fresh air. The clothes on the back were wet with sweat, and she was kneeling on the ground, taking care of Ophelia, who had dull eyes, and little Duke in a trance.

As the 'Salted Fish Trio' with the worst foundation, the little fat man and the half-elf girl were both lying on the cushions on the ground in a 'salted fish paralyzed' posture. A look of being overly frightened, demented, and collapsed.

Bailang picked up Duke's small schoolbag and walked over.

Snapped!

He threw Little Meatball's schoolbag on the ground, and the elf balls, super balls, luxury balls, time balls, and healing balls in the bag made a crashing sound.

And he also had an extra handheld in his hand, he shook it at the half-conscious Duke, and threatened: "I just spent 50 embers, temporarily loaded the translation module, and mastered the text of your handheld. Then open the game After a while, I found that your 'game technology' is quite powerful, every save is perfect, and more than a dozen characters are all top-quality equipment, I think you spent a lot of effort to get them out?"

When the half-comatose Duke heard Bailang's words, his body twitched unnaturally, and he made an unconditioned reflex in the state of shock and coma of extreme fear.

Seeing the effect, Bailang continued to pursue the victory: "If you don't wake up again, I will format your handheld and delete all save files! At that time..."

The little fat man straightened up like a carp, and didn't sit up, but managed to overcome the psychological shadow, regained his composure, opened his eyes wide, and said aggrievedly, "Are you a devil?"

"No, it's me, your captain. Duke performed well in the morning, and chicken legs + ice bread at noon."

After returning the handheld to the other party, Bailang squatted beside Xia Jing, and took out a flat metal jug from his arms. He unscrewed the cap, found a small glass of vodka in the bottle cap, and handed it to the other party.

"You did a good job in the morning! Your bravery exceeded my expectations. Come on, the wine is strong and courageous. Drink a cup to warm up your body. After dinner, I will teach you a set of boxing techniques to further enhance your self-confidence."

Bailang patted the girl on the shoulder, giving encouragement education. Although he still thought she was a coward in his heart, he praised and praised her in his mouth, building up his confidence for the other party. It's so hard to lament yourself at the same time.

"Thank you! Well, Ophelia will be okay?" After drinking a glass of wine, Xia Jing's face recovered a bit of blood, and she looked worriedly at the empty and numb eyes, her spirit was violently stimulated, and her body trembled subconsciously. A half-elf who has been played badly.

Bailang looked at patient No. 1, and rested his chin in thought: This girl is a bit traumatized! The psychological endurance is too fragile, and there is a faint tendency to collapse.

"I can't help it, it seems that I can only use a unique move." Bailang muttered to himself.

"What trick?" Xia Jing asked.

"Of course, restart with one button to restore the factory settings. Come on, you help me, slowly help her up and sit up straight."

While talking, Bailang and Xia Jing cooperated to lift up the limp Ophelia, and Xia used her body to hold her from behind. But Bailang stretched out his hands without warning, supported the forehead and chin of the half-elf, turned his face in front of him, and said with lightning speed, 'Bo! ’ with a kiss.

Then he pushed the girl away as if nothing had happened, and observed with a serious face.

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! ! ! !

The scene was sluggish, and even Duke, who hadn't calmed down, forgot the pain in his heart, and opened his eyes wide to expose: "Brother, you just secretly kissed this beautiful sister!"

"What? What? This scumbag has revealed its true colors?" Feng Ying threw down her weapon and rushed over excitedly.

Kotaro had an expression on my face, why didn't the captain let me come.

(Bai Lang glanced at him coldly: I am a treatment method, if my heart is clear, I will not be surprised if I lick my sister. You are like a dog, and your dirty heart will cause the other party a second injury. Can it be the same? Roll the ball!)

Xia Jing was even more stunned, looking at Ophelia in her arms, her heart was full of guilt and remorse: I... am I an accomplice?

However, Bailang held his chin thoughtfully, and researched: "I did kiss her just now, I thought she would be shy. This kind of weak girl is suddenly kissed by a strange and handsome man like me, and there will definitely be something in my heart." Intense shock and embarrassment, in theory, should be able to offset the mental damage brought to her by those zombies at close range, and recover."

Bailang recalled the content of "Overload Psychotherapy", excellent psychologists can use one kind of strong stimulation to cover another kind of psychological damage, and use the therapy of fighting poison with poison to heal the inner trauma of patients and avoid secondary harm.

Just like using the 'delete file' just now, it successfully helped Duke overcome the demons of fear and get out of the psychological shadow. Next, he only needs to repeatedly concoct, let him fall into the abyss of fear again and again, and then pull him out again, he will be able to develop mental resistance, become numb and habitual, and finally treat fear as nothing.

This... is bravery!

"It doesn't make sense, am I not handsome enough? Or, in fact, you have had a boyfriend before and have been kissed, so you are immune?" Bailang thought seriously with an academic attitude, and muttered to himself Speaking, looking directly at Ophelia, asked.

The half-elf who had never been kissed by a stranger before, her little face quickly became bloodshot and rosy... Everyone could tell that she was shy. However, the impact of the zombie's confinement in the secret room just now was too strong, with waves of ups and downs, causing her to freeze in a cup, and fell into a semi-dead mode. Her brain couldn't process so much information, and she seemed extremely slow.

"I have no choice but to kiss my lips." Bailang warned me with a face that I was really troubled and I was at a loss, "Girl, I'm sorry, the sons and daughters of the world don't care about trivial matters, and I'm thinking of you too."

Saying that, wave a princess hug, put the girl in his arms, let her neck lie on the forearm. Light and frail, weak and boneless, looking at each other affectionately...

Bailang frowned: "Hey...why is your snot running all over your face?" Then, he stretched out his hand to scrape it, and then flicked it with his fingers, and it exploded vigorously with ripples, all of which fell on Duke's clothes who were watching the crowd.

Then continue to look at each other affectionately: "Okay, don't panic, it has been wiped off..."

At this time, the girl's eyes came back to life, filled with shame and indignation. She was both ashamed and annoyed at being kissed on the face, fearful of being kissed by someone, and embarrassed and ashamed at being blown off her nose... She felt the humiliation of this life added together , not as much as now.

Immediately raised his hands and pressed them against Bailang's shoulders, not letting him approach.

Instead of being surprised, Bailang was overjoyed, and said sincerely: "Ha! It really works, look! She is shy, angry, and alive again. Congratulations, you have overcome your psychological shadow and successfully passed the first teaching session!"

After Ophelia was restored to factory settings with a kiss from him, she no longer had a nervous breakdown and was on the verge of blackening and breaking down. Instead, her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked aggrieved as if she wanted to die.

However, Bailang nodded in satisfaction, felt the rejection from the other party, and immediately let go, without any reluctance in his heart, only feeling happy and gratified for the other party's growth.

Then he let the opponent fall on the cushion, and left without looking back. Hastily took out his notebook and recorded his medical experience.

"There's water over there, you guys wash up and have dinner right away!"