Chapter 1074: you are dead!

"What the hell!"
McGonagall took back half of the leg that had just been explored, and the body swayed and almost fell off the edge of the cliff.
"System, what is this ghost?!!"
"You are trying to murder your relatives!"
Reluctantly balancing on the edge of the cliff, McGonagall looked at a small pool below, could not help but growl in his heart.
"Host, please pay attention to your words!"
"Even if we may have the father and the son, but you can also open your mouth and shut up, I will call you!"
"I don't want to face it!!!"
The system is serious.
Meg's mouth twitched a bit, and when he got to his mouth, he couldn't bear to say it. He coughed two channels: "Then, you said, how is this going to challenge the 100-meter Buddha jumping wall? I will come in and learn." A dish, challenge what Buddha jumps on the wall! And who's the wall is so high? Are you a monk as a giant?"
[Shen Mage
201611.11 from the distinguished super vip member
"Which duck jumps on the wall, the chef who learns this dish in the future should first experience the 100-meter Buddha jump wall, know what kind of taste the monk needs to overturn the wall, and then go to work, otherwise don't put the Buddha's jump wall in gold. At the door, shame!
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A microblogging screenshot appeared soon in Meg's mind.
Message first:
The 18th generation of the Buddha jump wall: "I hope that you will become a chef in your next life, you should first experience the 100-meter Buddha jump wall!" Like: 350,000
Message 2: "Strongly support upstairs!" Like: 300,000
Message 3: "Now Ma Rong still likes people?" Like: 250,000]
McGonagall: "..."
This is what he said...
It’s really no frark.
Looking at the hottest first, Meg is in tears, is he a prophet?
Come out and mix, sooner or later, I have to pay back. This sentence, McGonagall is deeply understood.
"That, system, this is just a handcuff when I was drinking. When it was not true, let's withdraw this broken wall. If there is anything to say, there is nothing that can't be done." McGonagall coughed twice. Road, then looked down at the pool underneath.
It looks like about ten square meters. Standing at a height of more than one hundred meters, it looks like a small bottle.
After all, he is not a professional diving athlete, the height of a hundred meters, this really wants to fall, but it can be turned into a meat sauce directly.
Although it is a kitchen trial field, even if it is hung up, it can be archived again, but in terms of the immersive degree of this kitchen trial field, the pain can not be discounted.
"Please host the task of challenging the 100-meter Buddha jump wall as soon as possible. After 30 seconds of countdown, the wall height will increase by 10 meters and increase at a speed of 10 meters per minute!"
The system is serious.
"While, you can jump, you can make the puddle bigger. You have seen 100 meters of diving with such a size of puddle. Isn't this a pothole?" McGonagall raised his eyebrow and watched it started to flash. Countdown to the movement.
"Host, please pay attention to your words!" The system solemnly warned, and then said: "After the calculation of this system, the 33 pool is enough for the host to use one person to dive. The depth of 15 meters is enough to remove the diving momentum of the host to ensure the host. Will not die because of this diving."
"I……"
"Countdown: 10, 9, 8..."
The system no longer ignores McGonagall and enters the countdown time.
"I rely!"
Taking a deep breath, Meg tried to calm himself down, recalling the movements of professional athletes in the diving competition that he had seen before, closing his eyes and adjusting his breathing.
3, 2, 1!
Bend your knees and then jump forward!
Closed legs, straight posture, but there are a few divers.
The wind screamed past the cheeks, and Meg's eyes stared at the small pool below, and continued to zoom in at the speed of the naked eye. It seems that there is no problem at all. His mind has begun to recall the pressure of the gods of the dream team. Water flower tips.
then.
"Snapped!"
"you are dead."
McGonagall stood on the high wall and rubbed his eyes hard, driving away the memories of the previous death on the shore, and then roared:
"System, I knocked your mother!!!"
"up to you."
"I……"
"Countdown: 10, 9, 8..."
"Knock your mother!!!"
McGonagall once again stepped out of the faith, but this time he did not choose to use his face to land, nor to pay attention to whether the posture is beautiful, but to choose the foot down.
He has already thought about it, even if he can't jump into the pool, even if he is injured, don't die again.
"Hey."
"Your foot is broken."
"In the case of broken legs, you can't concentrate on cooking trials, please challenge again!"
"Good luck."
......
Ninety-ninth time standing by the high wall, McGon looked at the small waterhole below, sneak a smile, did not wait for the countdown to start jumping directly.
This kind of thing is like a ferrule. You aim at one, and most of them are not in the set. If you are arbitrarily throwing away...
"Snapped!"
"you are dead."
......
The 101st time, with a huge splash of water, Meg jumped out of the water, rubbed a smooth hair, and smiled contemptuously: "Oh, isn't it a hundred meters?"

Congratulations to the host for completing the task of challenging the 100-meter Buddha jump wall. In view of the excellent performance of the host, the 150-meter Buddha jump wall experience mission has been unlocked. Is it acceptable?

"Ha ha ha, what, today's wind is so good, it is time to start making a Buddha jump wall seriously."
McGonagall turned and walked, what to experience the task, thinking he was a fool?
As Meg turned around, the high wall and the pool disappeared. As the scene turned, Meg was standing in the middle of the closed kitchen, except for a few soup pots on the stove and a ochre-colored Shaoxing old jar. Nothing different.
"The authentic Buddha jump wall really allows the monk to give up the meditation and turn over the wall. What kind of deliciousness should it give him so much courage? Or is it a flesh-and-blood monk?" Some curious thoughts in my heart.
Looking around, McGonagall went to the refrigerator and began to look at the new arrivals of the new ingredients.
Several grids have been added to the refrigerator, including dried abalone, sea cucumber, fishbone, fish lips, flower mushroom, scallop, pigeon egg...
Thirty kinds of ingredients, all of which filled up a lot of space in the refrigerator, but the space in the refrigerator is large enough, and the position occupied by each kind of ingredients is not large, and the natural advantage of automatic replenishment of the system is fully manifested at this moment.
"Thirty kinds of ingredients are in a pot, this is really a technical job, I hope to get out of here before tomorrow morning." McGonagall thought in his heart, opened the refrigerator and began to go out to the various ingredients.