Xia Lan, an unemployed young woman, was slapped by a little cat and created a "God of Cookery System".
The little milk cat sat down on its hind legs and said majestically: "Please call me Lord Taotie."
Xia Lan: "When you grow up, can you take me to fly high?"
Taotie: "No."
Xia Lan: "Then are you good at fighting?"
Taotie: "It depends on your body type. Generally, those who are smaller than me can fight a dozen."
So Xia Lan stretched out her hand and gestured... The little kitten in front of her looked no bigger than her palm.
Forget it, if there are any fights in the future, you should deal with them yourself.
Xia Lan was not discouraged and asked again: "Then what can you do?"
Taotie replied confidently and proudly: "I can eat it."
Xia Lan: "..."
Taotie: "I can still vomit."
Xia Lan: "..."
That's really useful.
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