Perhaps it was because the transmigration had consumed too much energy, Obmar slept very soundly that night. As a result, he did not hear the conversation between Wu Jing and Huang Fang at all. However, this did not hinder Obmar's determination to participate in Where Are We Going, Dad?
The early summer morning was sunny. Obmar got up early and stretched. Obmar had recovered a lot of energy after a night of rest.
Obmar was quite satisfied with his current body. Although it was small, it was very strong. Obmar felt that if he were to fight, ordinary people would not be his match at all. More importantly, Obmar had his secret weapon, the awesome dagger.
Obmar put on his clothes and sat in front of the French window. He did not choose to go out immediately because he had a lot of memories that he needed to clear up.
Although Obmar had received a lot of memories yesterday, many of them were very messy. Therefore, Obmar decided to get to know the world better with the help of the morning's clarity.
"It turns out that Wu Jing is still unmarried and has no children. This world seems to be a little different from the original world.”
"This world doesn't have the divine song of square dance or Jay Chou's unclear pronunciation.”
"The sports world in this world is no different. Chinese football is still terrible.”
"Those female celebrities seem to be very young. We should be able to match each other before I reach adulthood.”
"Where Are We Going, Dad? The filming will start in three days, and it's actually going to be a live broadcast. It seems that I have to hurry up.”
“……”
Obmar compared the memories in his mind one after another and quickly discovered the difference between this world and the original world.
However, most of these differences were beneficial to Obmar. After all, Obmar was the main character of this world. He had to have the aura of a main character. Otherwise, how could he show off?
"Alright, let's begin our journey of acting tough…No, it's a journey towards the peak of our lives.”
Obmar revealed a relaxed smile on his face. Since he already understood this world, he had confidence in his heart.
However, the first thing that needed to be solved was how to persuade Wu Jing to participate in Where Are We Going, Dad? After all, if he couldn't go within three days, the system would punish him.
The two punishments added up to 40 years of Obmar's lifespan, and Obmar's lifespan was only 30 years. In other words, Obmar would be killed if he could not complete this mission.
Obmar, who had been reborn, naturally cherished his life even more. Therefore, even if there were no benefits to this matter, Obmar had to do his best to complete it.
"Aiya, my son. Why are you up so early? I haven't made breakfast for you yet.”
"It's okay. I'm not hungry. Speaking of which, Dad, your morning skills really need to be improved. Especially the bread. Not only did it not taste good, but there was also a burnt smell.”
Obmar rolled his eyes at Wu Jing as he spoke, which made Wu Jing feel extremely awkward.
"Brat, it's good enough that you have something to eat. If you have the ability, make it yourself. I'll wait to taste your cooking.”
"Fine, I'll do it."
Obmar smiled when he saw Wu Jing quit.
"System, give me a basic cooking skill.”
"Beginner cooking skill is worth 500 points. Would you like to exchange for it?”
"Exchange."
"Exchange successful."
As the system's voice fell, Obmar immediately felt that there were many more things in his mind. A mysterious power made his hands heat up.
The system's skill exchange points were not fixed. These points were completely determined by the difficulty of the skill. Obmar's beginner cooking skill was the lowest level skill and also the most widespread skill, so the price was so low.
Singing and dancing required at least 5,000 points, because there were too few people who knew how to sing and dance, and there were obviously many more people who knew how to cook.
"Son, if you don't know how to cook, just tell me. I'll continue cooking for you.”
Wu Jing pretended to hold the newspaper, but he found his son standing in front of the bread machine in a daze.
"Tsk, who wouldn't? I was just thinking about what to cook.”
"Haha, son, would you die if you didn't brag? I remember that you only know how to make instant noodles.”
Wu Jing thought Obmar was being stubborn, so he mocked him again.
"Alright, since you said so, then your son will make you an unprecedented instant noodles.”
Although the system only gave him a basic cooking skill, this basic skill was not inferior to the chefs of ordinary hotels.
Instant noodles sounded simple, but it was not simple to make. The temperature, time, and dosage of the instant noodles had to be precise because only the most precise preparation could make the most delicious instant noodles.
Obmar ignored Wu Jing's mockery. Instead, he began to patiently boil water. Then, he placed the flatbread in a ceramic container. After that, he soaked some of the ingredients in advance. Finally, he poured the boiling water evenly on the flatbread. Three minutes later, Obmar finally finished his work.
"Alright, let's eat now. Dad, after you. It was best to finish the instant noodles within five minutes. Otherwise, the taste would change.”
"F * ck, this is the first time I've heard that instant noodles require precise timing. But then again, although my son doesn't have the ability to cook, he has the ability to fool people.”
Wu Jing stroked Obmar's head and joked.
Although Obmar did not make any breakfast, Wu Jing was not unhappy. On the contrary, he felt very gratified because he liked the feeling of bickering with his son.
" This taste…seems…really different…"
Wu Jing originally thought Obmar was bragging about the unprecedented instant noodles. However, when he put the instant noodles into his mouth, a fragrance assailed his nose.
"This is too delicious. It's really an unprecedented instant noodle.”
Although Wu Jing did not want to admit it, he agreed with Obmar's instant noodles in his heart.
"F * ck, dad, leave some for me."
"You can make more later. The taste of these noodles is actually very ordinary.”
After Wu Jing finished eating, he took the dental floss and brushed his teeth while giving Obmar a bad evaluation.
"F * ck, you're so ruthless. You've already eaten three bags of flatbread, yet you still don't admit that it's delicious.”
"It's not good to begin with. You have to work harder in the future. Clack…"
After Wu Jing finished speaking, he made a call. This made Obmar even more depressed. The helpless Obmar had no choice but to make another set.
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