Lin Yuan City, East District.
Agate Street.
Room 404.
This was an old house with a history of 30 years.
The outer wall was covered with ivy.
It made it look a little damp and dark.
It covered an area of about 80 square meters, and the layout was very simple. The living room was the entrance, the bathroom was on the left, the kitchen was on the right, and the bedroom was further in.
There was a copper pot on the kitchen stove.
It was rumbling.
There were also some ingredients around.
Golden tripe, blood tofu, squid whiskers, sheep's eyeballs, seaweed knots, pork belly, pig's brain...
A young man was sitting on the sofa in the living room.
His face was as white as jade.
His eyes were like bright stars.
He was reading the newspaper while boiling water.
" On April 21st, an explosion occurred in a match factory in the South District. 1,300 people have been killed and more than 600 injured. Phosphorus smoke from the explosion is spreading…"
" The Labor Association is requesting assistance from all walks of life…"
" The police have identified the suspect. Witnesses, please don't get too close and contact the police immediately…"
At the bottom of the newspaper was a photo.
In the photo.
There were three men in black robes, caps, and masks with claws embroidered on them.
They were tall.
His eyes were filled with ferocity.
At this point.
The young man sighed." Sigh, I can't travel anywhere. I've traveled to an ordinary world without computers or televisions. I'm so f * cking miserable…"
His name was Ye Qing.
24 years old, a transmigrator.
After coming to this world for nearly a week, he had already investigated his situation clearly.
In this world.
It was similar to Earth in the 20th century.
Steam and electricity had been controlled. Airships and cannons had also appeared. Other than that, there were factories, stocks, colonies...
Only electronic information products were not created.
And this…
It was not the worst.
The worst thing was that Ye Qing was fired by the company after transmigrating.
On the verge of bankruptcy.
This meant that he would fall from the middle class to a commoner.
If they were unlucky.
They might even become poor.
If they couldn't afford to live in East Borough, they had to go to South Borough, which was known as the slums…
"Fortunately, I have a system right after transmigrating.”
"The rest of the money was used to buy a shop."
"With the influence of all kinds of delicacies from my foodie country, I will definitely be able to create my own food empire!”
He thought about it.
Ye Qing summoned his personal interface."
[Host: Ye Qing]
[Level: Soldier]
[Title: King of Yellow Clothes]
[Abilities: Extraordinary Charm, Eliminate the Fake and Retain the True, Excellent Cooking]
[Extraordinary Charm: Greatly increases one's appearance, making it convenient for one to gain the love and respect of special people.]
To be able to see through the essence of things.
[Exquisite Culinary Skills: The food you make will gain special effects.]
(Level: Soldier-General-King-Monarch-Emperor-SemiGod-Angel-True God)
……
The system was indeed very powerful!
In just a few days.
Ye Qing had already experienced the benefits of these three abilities:
When he went out, the rate of turning his head was off the charts;
Buying things must be at the cheapest price;
Casually made food-
The brewed tea had the effect of calming the mind.
Steamed rice had the effect of nourishing the body.
Stir-fried vegetables had the benefit of dispelling injuries.
" That's why I said that this isn't a supernatural system. This is a King Pharmacist System. Luckily, when I saw the title of the King of Yellow Clothes, I thought that this was a fantasy world…"
"Now that I think about it, it's probably because I was wearing a yellow raincoat when I bound to the system.”
"Just be a King Pharmacist in the future!”
"Sigh, I don't want to."
"The charcoal should be ready. Let's roast the little octopus first…"
As he spoke.
Ye Qing put on his yellow raincoat and walked out.
He put on a front.
He was preparing to open a restaurant. It would open tomorrow, so he naturally had to reward himself today.
Except for hotpot.
He still wanted to eat skewers.
It was a pity.
It was raining outside, and there was gas in the house. He could only wear a raincoat and run to the unmanned pavilion to roast.
Bang!
The door closed.
Ye Qing walked to the side in the rain.
……
Almost at the same time.
At the junction of the East and South Divisions.
The detectives in charge of public security looked at the police dogs at the side. The police dogs seemed to have smelled danger. They gritted their teeth and looked at the sewer.
The detectives walked over curiously.
He wanted to investigate.
However…
They hadn't gotten close yet.
Three twisted black threads flew out of the small waterway.
It was as if someone had thrown out three bundles of hemp rope.
It was light and light.
Slowly.
However, it strangely passed through the bodies of all the detectives and police dogs present.
Then, it fell to the ground.
They turned into three tall men in black robes.
Until this moment.
It was only then that all the police detectives and police dogs seemed to have reacted. Their bodies crashed and turned into countless pieces of meat…
"Hehe, this is really satisfying!"
"More than a thousand people have died, and the phosphorous smoke is still raging. The despair, resentment, anger, and other negative emotions of these lowly people will definitely satisfy our Lord!”
" The only pity is that the Nighthawks came too quickly. Otherwise…"
"Damned Nighthawks!"
" Alright, stop complaining. East Borough is mostly middle-class, with about 130,000 people. As long as we sneak in, the Nighthawks won't be able to find us!”
"Don't delay, hurry up and leave…"
"Yes, sir!"
The three black-robed men turned into twisted threads again.
Along the corner of Agate Street.
He walked all the way to a dilapidated old house that was crawling with Boston ivy and entered it.
This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]