Fried Rice Infused with the Power of the Evil Spirits / Even Sami's Beast Lords Have to Study Hard for Me!

This was undoubtedly a huge problem, and no one present knew how to solve it.

In order to explore and solve the problem, the two of them went to the library built in Utopia to look for books on psychological counseling.

"Why not try to make contact first, at least not to upset him? For example, bring him some food every morning and quietly stay by his side..."

Rinshi opened a book titled "Love Strategy Manual" and pointed to a line of text.

Do you deliver food?

In Anma's memory, it seems that some animals do indeed offer food as a form of courtship.

"Understood, I'll go hunting right away."

"Wait, while this is food, it's not courtship... Although strictly speaking it is a courtship process, we must remember that humans and animals are still somewhat different."

Rinshi hurriedly pulled back Anma, who wanted to go hunting, and continued speaking according to the book:

"The book says that the process of pursuing a partner is a process of mutual understanding. You need to create opportunities for your partner to get to know you, and at the same time, you also need to understand your partner."

"Anma, do you know Mr. Huang?"

Learn?

Anma thought about it and realized that her basic impression of Mr. Huang was mostly good; he was organized and efficient.

However, he can be sarcastic at times, and his words can be a little arrogant. But if he is willing to speak properly, Mr. Huang's tone will become very quiet.

Overall, he's a good person; if you add his exceptional physical strength, he's simply an amazing person.

After laying out all his thoughts, Rinshi added his own insights according to the dictionary in the book.

It is believed that Anma's current understanding of love is almost zero, and there is virtually no emotional foundation between her and Master Huang.

However, as the book says, there is no such thing as an emotional foundation in love.

This statement is very easy to understand, because before two people in love meet each other, all their emotional foundation is zero.

It was through long-term companionship and shared experiences that they fell in love.

Since Anma is so persistent in her pursuit of Mr. Huang, perhaps this love will truly bear fruit in the future?

"Mr. Huang arranged good accommodations for the three of us. There's a notice on the roadside bulletin board saying he'll be staying here for at least another six months. During that time, Anma, you can try to get to know him."

Where is the accommodation?

Anma tilted her head in thought, recalling that she usually just found a random spot to sleep in.

This Great Beast's living style was remarkably similar to Yelagond's, so when it returned to the dwelling arranged by Master Huang, it also displayed a Yelagond- like expression.

What are all these things?

Rinshi explained to Anma in detail that the place where Master Huang was staying was a large city in Sami. More than ten years ago, it was just an ordinary small village with not even many treehouses.

It has now become the economic center of the entire country, which gives a glimpse into just how much Utopia has invested in Sami.

No wonder Master Huang got angry when Anma revealed her desire to get something for free.

Anyone would be anxious in this situation!

So over the next few days, Anma followed the book step by step to learn how to use human tools and cooking techniques.

About two weeks later, a plate of fried rice with an ominous smell was served on Master Huang's breakfast table by the two of them.

Chapter 522: Fried Rice Infused with Demons Power

"My appearance is a bit unsightly, but believe me, this is my way of apologizing to you."

Huang Cao looked at the egg fried rice in front of him, which seemed to be Collapse Entity, and smiled knowingly.

Without hesitation, he scooped up a spoonful of fried rice, chewed it with his teeth, and swallowed it without changing his expression.

The moment the fried rice entered his throat, Huang Cao felt as if his body was immersed in lava, and as if countless Kelsong were crawling inside him.

But it didn't matter; he had faced this situation countless times before.

"Not bad, your cooking skills are already about seven-tenths of Theresia's, but there's still room for improvement."

Anma was somewhat puzzled. "Theresia? That sounds like a female name."

"Actually, she is one of my wives. Her cooking skills haven't improved much in over fifty years, except for barbecue, which she's quite good at."

What is the greatest verbal insult to a chef who specializes in grilling, other than grilling?

With your cooking skills, you can't even make a proper barbecue?

Barbecue, one of humanity's most primitive cooking techniques, doesn't necessarily produce the most delicious results. After a few tries, almost anyone can learn the tricks. Even if it's burnt or charred, at least the food is cooked through.

Surely you can't be worse than primitive people at cooking, right?

Huang Cao quickly finished the plate of fried rice, which was enough to poison Typhon —this is an exaggeration, but if given a choice, the latter would probably have chosen death after taking a bite.

But this was just commonplace for Master Huang; the things Theresia came up with were far more bizarre.

So initially, Huang Cao didn't think of the plate of fried rice as an attempt to murder her.

But it was still as bad as ever. Wait, why did I say "as bad as ever"?

"Alright, I've finished my fried rice. I know you have another pot. Pour the rest under my Golden Apple, don't feed it to the livestock, it'll poison them."

Rinshi stared at the pot of fried rice in his hand, wondering just how awful it could be.

Seeing the puzzled looks on their faces, Huang Cao nodded in satisfaction. Sure enough, people who can't cook often lack self-awareness; they become honest after just one bite.

So he very considerately handed him the spoon.

"Your cooking skills are quite good, try it, at least let these fried rice feel your love."

Rinshi and Anma exchanged a glance, then each scooped up a large mouthful of fried rice with their spoons.

With a thud, Rinshi collapsed, foaming at the mouth, a shadow seemingly flashing across his head.

Even Anma couldn't help but get goosebumps; her mouth felt hot, but her feet were icy cold and painful.

Huang Cao quickly planted a leaf on his head and gave it to Rinshi, forcibly stopping the collapse, but the latter was still foaming at the mouth.

It's normal to foam at the mouth; after all, even without the Demons influence, this fried rice is still quite unpalatable.

Even with the added unpalatable contamination, it still couldn't compare to the awfulness of Theresia in her prime.

Kelsong, you're such a loser!

But why didn't Anma sense it? Even jokes shouldn't involve risking one's life, and it didn't seem like she was trying to prank him...

"So I'm curious, where did this fried rice come from? Finding ingredients contaminated by evil in this city isn't easy, and this doesn't sound like a joke."

The rice grains are normal; the problem lies with the Feathered Beast egg.

Master Huang ordered his men to carry the foaming-at-the-mouth Rinshi to the hospital, intending to teach this Cyclops a lesson.

"The Feathered Beast eggs were found by Aerqi and me outside the city, but I checked them beforehand and there were no signs of contamination on them."

Anma was also very puzzled; he had been dealing with Demons for thousands of years, and this was the first time he had failed.

"Hmm... you must have put more than three eggs in this fried rice?"

"Yes."

"I think I know why." Huang Cao coughed lightly. "Because the Demons pollution in this city was suppressed by the Golden Tree, the effects of the Demons collapse in the air were gradually eliminated. But your Feathered Beast egg is an alien object and has not been tested through Utopia's proper procedures."

Any supplies from the outside world must remain under the glow of the Golden Tree for at least a day before they can be marked and prevented from being easily contaminated by Demons.

The foreign beast eggs clearly hadn't undergone this process, and the Demons pollution permeating the air immediately found its target, surging in frantically while the fried rice was being made.

Anma is somewhat suppressed under the Golden Tree, so this fried rice absorbed the Demons pollution of the entire city, which is why it has the power to make people's heads go black after eating it.

This city was originally built next to the Star Ring. Under the glow of the Golden Tree, the pollution of the entire city was so severe that it could only cause one person to collapse. Its purification ability is truly remarkable.

As for Master Huang, it's even more impossible for him to collapse; even if Kelsong were holding him, there would be no collapse.

In short, those two are really in trouble today; they're incredibly unlucky.

The entire city, still tainted by the Demons spirits, was drawn by this fried rice. Now that it's been devoured by Rinshi, the city is completely free of pollution.

Following Master Huang's instructions, Anma poured the fried rice under the Golden Tree by the roadside. Instantly, the Golden Tree shimmered with an even more dazzling golden light, clearly working at full capacity.

"I'm sorry, I think I messed up again." Anma lowered her head as she returned to her office, a feeling of shame rising within her.

Not only did he fail to follow the proper procedure of apologizing, he also ended up sending his only supportive friend to the hospital.

This guy just said that the shadows on the head are the influence of Demons, but food poisoning and foaming at the mouth are not.

This wave of true damage and magic damage was truly maxed out; Anma has become a top-tier DPS even before joining the team.

"It's alright. Nobody is born knowing how to cook. All these years, it's all thanks to you guarding Sami on the front lines. Otherwise, this land would have become a paradise for Demons long ago. You have a long life ahead of you. There's no need to be discouraged by one failure."

Huang Cao returned to her desk, handling her work while offering gentle and attentive comfort.

Hmm... I feel like if the location were different, did I say the same thing to Theresia?

You two are truly a pair of strangers who are hard to beat.

After being thoroughly comforted, Anma looked up at the man who was still working, as if what had just happened was just a minor incident.

He had expected this guy to continue his sarcastic remarks, but it just passed by like that.

Anma didn't leave the sofa where she was sitting all afternoon.

It wasn't until Rinshi, still on an IV drip, returned to His side carrying the IV bag.

"Did Mr. Huang work all afternoon?"

Rinshi face was pale and his voice was weak.

But she still remembers that when she served the fried rice with eggs at noon today, there was a large pile of documents on the left side of Mr. Huang's desk.

Now, the height of the documents that have been corrected on the right side of the table has long exceeded that on the left side.

Huang Cao: Busy, please don't disturb.

Chapter 523: Sami, the Beast Lord, also needs to study hard!

"Do you process this many files every day, and are the commands only required to edit files?"

Anma initially thought these were easy jobs, since all she had to do was sign documents, but it turned out that wasn't the case.

At least the words on it are so densely packed that they are very dizzying to look at.

The man read ten lines at a glance, very quickly, but he didn't seem to be slacking off.

"Simply approving orders is what a monarch without real power should do. A truly wise leader needs to identify what is wrong and worth improving in these documents and then make use of it."

Huang Cao didn't even raise his head when he spoke.

As a primitive society, the Sami did not have many social conflicts, but their problems in infrastructure development were particularly prominent.

Utopia respects the country's cultural heritage, but as a true nation, it needs sufficient capacity to mobilize resources.

Each primitive tribe lived its own way, and as the leader, Huang Cao had to weave the fragile connections between these small tribes into a strong network.

They can live a comfortable life when things are peaceful, but if something happens that requires national mobilization, all of these people must be conscripted.

In Master Huang's vision, only a country with a state apparatus can be called a true country; otherwise, it is no different from a loose alliance.

Only when the right people are found and utilized can the efficiency of the Sami state apparatus be improved.

Because if nothing is done, when it comes time to build roads in the future, communication with the local people will be necessary, and how can these scattered small tribes efficiently carry out orders?

In short, this is a large-scale, systematic project that requires Master Huang's personal involvement in the preparations.

Once the machine is completed in six months, Master Huang can finally relax and become a hands-off manager.

Strictly speaking, Sami's joining was somewhat sudden.

Because in someone's mind, this country still has at least five or six years to go.

But to my surprise, Anma was so proactive, and she settled the matter in just half a month.

However, Master Huang had no intention of using shoddy personnel. He urgently transferred a group of officials who were already in office from Utopia and then had the other officials who were dedicated to Sami continue their training, rather than forcing them into a position they were not qualified for.

These officials should be able to start their field training in six months, and Huang Cao's job will be easier by then.

Most of the documents on the table were infrastructure plans from his subordinates, including deforestation to establish nature reserves, as well as various bridge and road construction measures.

Sami has many mountains, and its natural ecosystem is quite fragile. However, as a national entity, having an efficient and accurate transportation system is essential.