After a while, Fang Ming had already put all the hair into the sack.
There were a total of three large sacks.
Looking at his results, Fang Ming wiped the sweat off his forehead and smiled.
However, this only made the originally strange room a little more normal.
This was just the beginning.
There were so many pieces of flesh and broken limbs on the ground, as well as thick dust all over the room.
"Cleaning is really a physical job.”
Fang Ming sighed and threw himself back into the vigorous cleaning.
He found a broom that had not been used for at least five or six years in the room. There was a lot of hair on it, but compared to the previous one, it was just a drizzle.
Fang Ming did not mind and began to clean up the minced meat on the ground.
This time, he still put all the trash into a gunny sack.
He didn't know why there were so many sacks in the room.
It took about fifteen minutes for Fang Ming to finally put all the pieces of flesh, limbs, and rotten heads on the ground into a broken sack and sweep the ground.
The room suddenly looked much cleaner, but it was still a little dark because of the tungsten light bulb.
The windows of the balcony were also sealed with wooden planks, and strange runes were carved on the wooden planks.
Half an hour had passed.
There was still half an hour before Fang Ming's roommate, the " ghost ", returned home.
"I've never felt that cleaning the room was so tiring before.”
Fang Ming was slightly out of breath. He looked at his attribute panel and saw that he had already used up 20 points of Stamina.
His original 100 points of Stamina were now only left with 80 points.
One-fifth of it was indeed quite a huge consumption.
At this moment, the number of people in Fang Ming's stream had increased from three to four to seven or eight.
These seven or eight people maintained a strange silence at this moment.
They felt that their worldview was about to collapse.
Fang Ming naturally did not know what was going on in the live broadcast room.
After resting for a few seconds, he went to the bedroom and pulled down the bloody bedsheet.
This thing definitely couldn't continue sleeping.
It was damp and reeked of blood.
He threw the bedsheet into the sack filled with minced meat.
Fang Ming spent another ten minutes cleaning up the dust in the room.
At this point, the entire room was finally cleaned.
The system's notification sounded on time.
Congratulations to the host for completing the daily mission, cleaning. [Mission Reward: Daily Skill "Repair (Beginner)". Reward has been issued.]
In the next moment, Fang Ming felt a slight shock in his mind. He had gained a lot of knowledge about maintenance.
Looking at the furniture in the room that was missing arms and legs, he immediately thought of a repair plan.
Fang Ming's eyes were filled with joy, but he did not start repairing it immediately.
He looked at the time on the system interface."There are still ten minutes left. My ghost roommate will be back soon. There's definitely not enough time to repair the furniture now. Since she was going to live in someone else's house from now on, she had to show her gratitude, right? So, let me make a welcome meal for my future roommate!”
With that thought in mind, Fang Ming walked straight into the kitchen.
Everyone in the live broadcast room watched as Fang Ming found a cutting board and a kitchen knife in the kitchen. Then, he took out some strange ingredients from the broken refrigerator.
Immediately, their eyes widened and rolled away. They felt that it was unbelievable and incomprehensible.
"Guys, what do you think?" Is the host trying to cook?
[I'm lying on the sofa and watching. At the moment, my brain has stopped thinking.]
[Inconceivable, shattering three views, doing whatever he wants.]
[I almost suspected that I had entered the wrong software. I thought I had entered an ordinary live streaming app.]
[So, what is the streamer thinking? After the others entered the Dust World, they were all ready for battle. He looks like he's prepared to stay in the Dust World for a long time!]
[To be honest, I've never cleaned up my own house like this.]
[Although I'm a chef, I want to know, how do you cook in the gray world?] Did he recognize these ingredients? Did he have a fire to cook them? This was completely illogical.
With this chef's reminder, everyone suddenly realized this problem.
This was the Dust World!
There was no rice, no noodles, no vegetables, and no fruits.
In the past, when people ate in the Dust World, they usually took ready-made food from the real world.
This was…He had never seen anyone cooking in the Dust World!
Wasn't this bullsh * t?
" Nether leaves have a fresh and sweet taste. They can neutralize the strange taste of other ingredients in the Dust World. They are suitable for making porridge.”
"Ghost essence, the main food of ghosts. It doesn't taste good, but I can try cooking it.”
"The squirming strange soil has a strong fishy smell. If you add heavy ingredients, you can make soup.”
"Heart of Fear!"
Fang Ming identified all kinds of strange ingredients while reciting the uses of these ingredients.
Perhaps it was because of his Life Skill, Cooking (Beginner), that every time he saw an ingredient, he could immediately think of these.
As a result, the people in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded.
She had no idea how Fang Ming recognized these strange things.
In the past, there were people who had searched through the gray world's refrigerator and seen those strange ingredients. However, no one knew who they were and did not know how to cook them.
Some people had tried to eat those things raw like those evil spirits.
In the end, they either died or pooped themselves out of strength.
In the end, everyone came to a conclusion: He couldn't eat anything from the Dust World.
However, when they saw Fang Ming's serious expression, they could not help but look forward to it.
Perhaps this strange streamer could really cook with these ingredients?
Fang Ming chose three of the ten odd ingredients.
He was going to make some porridge to drink first.
? After all, it was his first time using ingredients from the Dust World, so he had to be careful.
He had to start with the simplest food.
After making his decision, Fang Ming started to act.
There was a kitchen knife wrapped in black gas hanging on the wall of the kitchen.
This kitchen knife was less than a foot long. The blade was cold and gave off a dim light. It looked extremely sharp.
"It doesn't feel like an ordinary saber.”
Fang Ming hesitated for a moment, but he still reached out and picked up the kitchen knife.
The kitchen knife was cold to the touch. As soon as Fang Ming picked it up, his entire palm was quickly covered in ice crystals.
A bone-piercing chill surged over.
The next moment, a strong wave of resentment rushed out of the kitchen knife.
Resentment turned into crying heads, carrying countless pitch-black ghost claws that clawed at Fang Ming's face.
At the same time, shrill cries rang out in his ears."It hurts, it hurts! Hehehe, replace me, replace me, die, everyone deserves to die! All of you deserve to die!"
The thick black fog instantly wrapped around Fang Ming's face. One could vaguely see the faces of painful ghosts struggling on the black fog. Their faces were vicious and resentful!
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