13 Mink Street

Latest website: Karen got confirmation from Kevin that the God of Order, like himself, suffers backlash from the rules of order, and this backlash will continue to increase with the improvement of the realm of strength.

Now I already need to use the phantom of the [Scythe of War] to cut my soul to resist the hunger addiction. It is hard to imagine how terrible the hunger addiction he faces after reaching the level of the God of Order.

A normal person's thinking knows that when there is a problem with his body, he needs to deal with it, not to mention this kind of hunger addiction that can control your will and oppress you into a "captive" to obey its command. Karen does not believe in order God will give up all resistance to this.

God has dignity.

Then, the God of Order's method is to strip the hunger addiction from his body and form Ankara.

She is indeed the daughter of the God of Order, a part of the God of Order, and she herself represents a part of the origin of Order.

As for the fact that the stripped hunger addiction can also be "flesh and blood", it is not surprising. Everything related to God cannot be measured by common sense. Lun is drinking ice water.

There is also a story record in the mythology of the Reincarnation Religion:

The God of Reincarnation bestowed 9 pious female believers with one of their own hairs. They put this hair in a water bowl and shared it to drink. As a result, all 9 women became pregnant and gave birth to 9 healthy children.

These 9 children later became believers in reincarnation, and with our surnames, they developed into a family that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Therefore, even if it is life, there is no different understanding outside of God's cognition.

But, has the God of Order succeeded?

Pang Jian thinks there is, if so, I will kiss you, because Karen remembers such a conversation during the next "peeking at the secret":

"Let you see whose name your baby wrote.

Oh, he wrote about you. "

It was a cycle. In a lenient sense, the God of Order might really have used that method to reduce the impact of hunger addiction on him for a period of time.

But that was not peeling off in the full sense...or in other words, before the excision, it seemed to be gone, but after a while, it recurred again.

When Ankara wrote down her father's name, it actually marked that the "hungry addiction" returned to me through my son.

There is no other important basis for that. According to this statement, La Niedar became a **** at the end of the next era, and the period when I became the white glove of the God of Order happened to be the time when the God of Order dominated the God Realm.

And Ankara was sent to the mouth of the beast in the middle of the next era. It does not mean that the God of Order must have completed the cutting of your hunger addiction through the treatment of Ankara...

In this way, it is possible that Raniedar was terrified by sensing the "hunger" from the God of Order when he was crawling behind the God of Order.

I kissed.

It was the Paradise I made for my boy, and it was also my own Lost Paradise.

For a moment, a sense of loneliness enveloped Karen's heart.

There is definitely no choice, I would rather say that the **** of order is captured by hunger addiction, and insisting on fighting hunger addiction is definitely a compromise. I can't go out another way; but the fact is that **** of order has tried various ways There was an extremely calm resistance, but I kissed.

So yourself, can you succeed?

In the end, I still have to stalemate with that **** hunger addiction for a long time.

The white ink slowly covered everything outside, and Karen resisted again, and his consciousness was completely pushed out. "call......"

Opening his eyes, Pang Jian found that he had been standing outside the vegetable garden.

"Oh my God, Karen, he finally woke up, he really scared the cat to death just now!"

Pang Jian's eyes searched for the purple hairpin again, only to find that the hairpin started to move. It flapped its wings and flew up. It turned out to be a purple butterfly.

A weak sense of dizziness hit, and with a "plop", Pang Jian knelt down on the ground, with his hands propped on the ground, no blood flowed from his eye sockets, nose, ears, and mouth, and soon a puddle formed on the ground. But it was immediately absorbed by the soil outside.

Pu'er couldn't be more relaxed, because it knew that Pang Jian had recovered, but he still looked at Karen with concern.

The blood flowed for a while, and there was no hemostatic treatment, so it naturally stayed.

Karen took a deep breath and checked his body sloppily. Except for a little lack of energy, there was no other damage and consumption.

Because he was injured for too long, and even sat in a wheelchair for a long time, Karen is now very worried that he will be seriously injured if he is too big.

"Something happened, something happened."

Karen spread out his palms and condensed a puddle of water to wash his face complicatedly. When I was about to tell Pu'er what I just "saw" when I heard footsteps coming from ahead.

It's a basic courtesy, someone made a noise on purpose to delay letting himself know.

Of course, it is also ruled out that the person who came here has not stood for a long time and saw that he has recovered before making some movement to tell himself.

"What's the matter?" Pang Jianxin came over and saw Karen lying on the ground and asked with concern, "Where is it comfortable?"

"Yes, you just want to see if you can take some seeds back and transplant them." Karen stretched out his hand and shook a vine behind it heavily.

"Although you know how to plant and cultivate, you know that if the plants and animals outside are moved inside, there is a small probability that they will be kept alive."

"Even if plants evolve, the fruits are so delicious, but they are still much better than special types." Karen stood up and clapped his hands. Low-level banquets only pick expensive ones to eat and have fun.”

"It seems that you have lost a lot of slow happiness." "Indeed. By the way, why is he here?"

"The fish is caught, so you can see how his fish is doing."

"You almost forgot, you just think it feels really good to wander outside there."

"Now you go back and make some preparations. You are looking forward to your cooking skills."

"Thank you." "Meow."

Before Liszt left, Karen asked while picking the fruits and vegetables needed:

"When did I come?"

"I know, the external environment is ordinary, and I'm a relative. Your perception will be wrong for me. It's that person who feels wrong, as if you want to make friends with him." "I'm very lonely .”

"Oh, you know, Big Karen, you found that he is very good at making friends with autistic people like Philomena. What kind of autistic friend is that?"

"It's an individual who doesn't have the need to be recognized, and Rathma is the same."

"Oh, yes, I suspect you. Eighty years ago, there would not be a group of old people who compared him to light when they were young."

"Eighty years, sounds very far away."

"I doubt you, and it will pass in a while, like a nap."

"Yeah, he's just a teenage boy who took eight naps."

"Although you know he is teasing you, you are still depressed after hearing it."

Karen came back with the fruits and vegetables he had picked out. Karen hadn't set up the pot yet, lit the fire, and hadn't completed the preparations. The old man really didn't have "belief" when it came to eating.

We caught two fish and one looked like hairtail, but it was much longer and narrower than hairtail, and there was not a little thunder attribute left under the scales of the fish. You know, it was still processed.

The other fish looked like silver carp and bighead carp. It was quite small, and it should have been dead before it was treated. Its mouth was closed and closed, and some parts of its body still showed fragmentary invisibility effects.

Karen hated cooking, but this was the first time he faced such ingredients. In the future, he used coupons to buy ordinary ingredients like lizard meat, but these were all processed pieces of meat.

Yes, fish are fish after all, so we kissed according to the abnormal flow.

The first fish, Pang Jian, was cut off before handling it at a slow speed. Karen, who was watching from the side, asked, "Is it going to be fried?"

Pang Jian shook his head. Deep-fried hairtail is a popular method, even in that world. The fishbone is very crispy before deep-frying. It can not only be eaten as a meal, but also as a snack for older children.

It’s just that the proportion of frying is not small after Karen’s eating habits. I still made a small plate of braised “octopus” according to my own habits.

So Karen took a sip and said, "It needs to be served with rice."

"No?" "No!"

So Karen really pulled out a lot of rice buckets from the princess dining car. Before scooping out the rice, it was complicated to clean and then put it in a pan, and then put it under the charcoal fire to finish cooking. Add a stick of butter to the outside and continue cooking before stirring.

Karen noticed that scene, but what did he say? That way of eating doesn’t feel like ordering lard bibimbap, just eating lard bibimbap, especially adding lard, soy sauce and green onion to stir before the rice is cooked.

The head of the little "silver carp and bighead carp" was chopped off by Pang Jian and he cooked a pot of fish head soup. Although there was no tofu for it, the white radish outside the vegetable garden could also have a good effect.

The fish body was sliced ​​out of the fish fillet by Karen, and then I made a pot of pickled fish. There were no other kinds of peppers, and there was no sauerkraut. I didn’t have anything similar to kimchi, but the taste was in line with Karen’s Therefore, Karen used the picked red sour berries. Although there is no regret in eating sauerkraut, the acidity is no different from real old sauerkraut.

It's too simple to eat for eight people. In that case, cooking skills are secondary. What Xiaojia focuses on enjoying is actually the food itself.

Karen agreed to the buttered rice that Pang Jianxin gave her, and concentrated on drinking the soup.

Pu'er has a dinner plate for each person, and Pang Jian will pick up food for it. Like Karen, it eats very depressed.

The picnic-like atmosphere was mostly for chatting, of course, and Liszt wanted to chat, but I coughed heavily and changed my posture a few times, but I couldn't get it right.

Karen took the initiative to ask Liszt: "You are curious, what is he usually responsible for?"

Liszt replied: "In the sense of tolerance, if you have a specific job to be responsible for, usually you will go wherever you are needed."

Karen responded: "This is not a brick of order, and it should be moved wherever it is needed."

So Karen said with a smile: "Little Liszt belongs to any department, and it is possible for me to be in charge of any department below, because my identity is too ordinary, just like our..."

Speaking of which, Karen shut up.

Karen also asked "Who is like us?", but changed the subject: "Can't he usually ask for leave?"

"That's a problem. Your main task now is not to grow, but to be responsible for some big things. It's more convenient to ask for leave."

"He doesn't have time and can't come to York City to find you, and you can cook him a meal yourself."

"Can't last week?"

"Maybe I didn't catch up last week. He knows that. You don't have a series of things to deal with before you go back. After all, it was

Something has happened to your head bishop. "

"The first of last month?"

"Your department probably didn't have a new round of action last month. After all, Xiaojia has been at ease for so long. It's time to do something again."

"You get it, he's just being polite to you."

Karen nodded: "Yes, I thought he would take it so seriously."

"Hahaha." Liszt laughed, "You didn't have a family at first, but before your grandfather died, you had this family."

So Karen served himself a bowl of fish soup, and then added some more to Pu'er. One person and one cat looked at each other and smiled, seeing "the same kind" among each other.

Liszt breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Does he know that when you went to grandpa's funeral and all your family members knelt down to you and saluted you, you were really tormented."

"That's already been prepared psychologically, isn't it?" Karen was not surprised by this, even Taixisen had to call his grandson "little man" in front of the insiders.

Something has happened to your head bishop. "

"The first of last month?"

"Your department probably didn't have a new round of action last month. After all, Xiaojia has been at ease for so long. It's time to do something again."

"You get it, he's just being polite to you."

Karen nodded: "Yes, I thought he would take it so seriously."

"Hahaha." Liszt laughed, "You didn't have a family at first, but before your grandfather died, you had this family."

So Karen served himself a bowl of fish soup, and then added some more to Pu'er. One person and one cat looked at each other and smiled, seeing "the same kind" among each other.

Liszt breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Does he know that when you went to grandpa's funeral and all your family members knelt down to you and saluted you, you were really tormented."

"That's already been prepared psychologically, isn't it?" Karen was not surprised by this, even Taixisen had to call his grandson "little man" in front of the insiders.

"Yes, but even if the foreshadowing has been done, when you see yourself being squeezed out abruptly, you will feel really sad in your heart. Originally, you could still have no dream, but now the dream has been punctured."

"Used to it."

"Yes, just get used to it."

"Mr. Karen." Karen looked at Karen, "Are you married?"

So Karen shook his head and said, "Are you married? Do you have any children?"

"Is it allowed for work reasons?"

"It's because of that. Although the temple is isolated from the inside, it is still human. The elders of the temple can definitely get married if they want to. Why can't you.

It’s just that when you’re old, you’re delayed. When you’re middle-aged and really stop thinking about it, you’ll find that you’ve found a man who can cook better than you.

When you think about finding one carefully, the dishes you cook are delicious, and you have to be responsible for cooking for you every day, you feel that getting married is very interesting.

Captain Cullen, what about him, is he married? " "You don't have a fiancée." "

"Oh, can you cook?" "Yes, very good."

"You are so pitiful." Karen expressed deep sympathy.

"The dishes may still be rough enough, but when you cook them yourself and serve them to you, it is the same feeling. Delicious food always needs the assistance of mood."

"Captain Karen's words are very unreasonable. Maybe you are old. Well, it's impossible. You are still very young and experienced."

Liszt asked, "Karen, is he planning to continue working outside the Whip of Order?"

"Yes, you hate your current position." "You think he should be promoted before he goes back." "Thank you for his blessing."

"It's a blessing, after all, he has made meritorious service, right?" "Yes, hehe, you almost forgot." Karen reached out and poked his forehead heavily, "That's right, you should have forgotten. "

So Karen joked: "Captain Karen, even if he remembers it, he must definitely say it. You want to run away to be with old White. Oh, your dear old friend White, you will be far away when you think of me." Okay, your heart is so happy, it’s very blocked, yes, you have to drink a few bowls of fish soup Shun Yishun."

A few black unicorns approached, actively wanting to get close to Pu'er.

"Meow!"

Pu'er, who was interrupted to enjoy the food, was very friendly. So Karen said with a smile: "Unicorns don't look good on innocent men."

Pu'er rolled his eyes at Pang Jianxin. After living for two hundred years, he is still a pure man. He thinks it is a compliment to himself.

A group of big elves with wings flew over. They picked up the fish bones from the ground and carried them away.

So Karen introduced: "They are responsible for keeping the outside clean, so if something happens, Xiaojia should have no psychological burden. They spit out bones and food residues. They are very distressed to clean up."

That's a lie. For those great elves, nothing is a ritual passed down from their ancestors. They just have the opportunity to practice it all the time. Maybe in their eyes, it is not a "miracle" that belongs to them.

It's like the few sacrificial ceremonies outside the reality, which will appear ignorant. It may be that our gods have met or there are deviations in the ritual inheritance, but outside of our ancestors, it can have an effect. In the previous generation, there was only one ritual process left.

um, right?

Karen suddenly realized a problem. This was not the original task of the ancestors of the group of great elves. They had to deal with the food scraps by themselves, so in the future, who would be able to eat outside there?

That is a paradise belonging to Ankara, and they should also deal with Ankara's food scraps, but what did Ankara eat when they were young?

Karen stood up and said, "They eat first, you want to go for a walk."

"You go with him." Liszt stood up. Do Pu'er and Mo Karen intend to leave?

Before the seven of them walked a certain distance, Pang Jianxin found that Karen was following a big elf carrying fish bones, and said, "Is he curious where they will send the food scraps?"

"Yeah." Karen nodded.

Continue to follow and retreat, and after a short while, they came to the depths of a dense forest, which was far away from the traditional range of the castle.

Karen is determined that if he continues to follow the past, God knows there will be no children there.

But very slowly, Karen found a returning big elf, which was about to go back to the place where they had dinner together to pick up new fish bones, which meant that the food waste disposal site was at the back.

Karen and Pang Jianxin continued to walk back. As they walked, the seven of them noticed something strange, and a white mist appeared behind the seven of them.

"Enchantment?" Karen asked puzzled.

Liszt shook his head and said, "It's more like a kind of miasma."

"Go back and have a look?" Karen suggested.

Liszt stepped up firmly, nodded and said, "Okay."

The seven people passed through the invisible miasma, and the cold wind swept under us. Behind the seven people was a cliff.

The two big elves flew over, threw the fish bones in their hands onto the cliff, and then returned happily.

Karen walked back a distance, almost touching the edge of the cliff, and then looked up.

The cliff is very deep, and the bottom is bottomless, but in the white cliff, I saw a white figure sitting quietly outside~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Karen condensed a fireball in his left hand, and shot towards the back. Throwing it, the fireball exploded in mid-air, scattered into fireworks, and illuminated the canyon.

Leaning against the side of the canyon, there sat a group of white bones with physiques as small as mountains.

Karen suddenly wanted to laugh. The collision between the established thinking and cognition and the weak sense of subversion made me feel incredible.

Those huge and stalwart bones were once humble gods;

But now, we are quietly grouped outside a big boy's snack bin.

Karen finally understood why the Cult of Order had to seal up that area, and why it had to regress and rename the external mythological narrative.

Because what the Cult of Order wanted to seal up was Ankara's childhood memories;

In addition, it is not another place of burial for gods. Lost Paradise—the land where the gods are lost!