Desert Survival, when I entered a month in advance

Chapter 310 Do I look like a child?

Feng Chan didn't delve into it further, and the other party might not be willing to talk about it either. She just tidied herself up and fell into a deep sleep.

131 days into the game.

At half past six, Feng Chan woke up on time and went straight to the snow mountain.

What she said yesterday about stealing the crystals was not a joke to scare Fass, she really stole them, oh no, to help them out of their suffering.

At seven o'clock, the giant began to disintegrate and enter the mountain.

Feng Chan seized the opportunity and used the space dice and other props many times to successfully harvest 10 red-grade ice crystals. She then put them up for sale in the store, each worth 150 gold coins.

By the time the giants around her reacted and were about to attack her, she had already returned home from the oasis.

Feng Chan was not idle after returning home. She turned around and followed Qingnv into the ocean. However, their strengths were different and their destinations were not the same. Berelli wanted to have a good rest and did not follow Feng Chan.

When Feng Chan came back to see her at noon, she was still sleeping in the master bedroom on the second floor. She woke up slowly after she went to look at the land map in the afternoon.

"What time is it?" Hearing the sound, Berelli tried to lift her eyelids but failed and asked in confusion.

Feng Chan: "7:54."

Hearing the strange voice, Berili was startled awake, but she quickly realized that she was in a game and lay down again.

"My friend has prepared some food. Would you like to try it?" Feng Chan asked.

Berelli: "All right. Go to the kitchen and order me some tomato stewed beef brisket and scrambled eggs with tomatoes..."

She randomly mentioned 8 dishes, 5 of which were sour, and of them were tomatoes.

Feng Chan turned and went to the kitchen. She didn't need to cook herself. She just had to press the selection button. It was so convenient. The dishes were also very delicately presented and steaming hot. She just followed Berelli's instructions. After all, she had given her such a nice house.

Qiao Zhi prepared six dishes, three meat dishes, two vegetable dishes and one soup. The presentation was a little poor, but the aroma was very rich. Just as the 14 dishes were put on the table, Berelli came down.

She stretched and sat down, picked up the chopsticks, looked around and finally picked up the stir-fried Chinese cabbage made by Qiao Zhi.

The taste was sweet with a hint of softness. Berelli nodded slightly, without making any comments, and just tasted the dishes made by Qiao Zhi one by one.

She ate very elegantly and ate little, putting down her chopsticks in less than 15 minutes. It was obvious that she liked the dishes cooked by Qiao Zhi more and ate more.

Feng Chan finished eating in 15 minutes. Her appetite was three times that of Berelli. The other party ate too little. Even though she was not in her real body in the game, she still maintained her previous habits.

"Do you like sour food?" Feng Chan asked after the meal.

Berelli herself didn't know she liked sour food, but after looking at the dishes on the table, she said, "Yeah, I guess so."

Feng Chan: "How about the food my friend made? Do you want more tomorrow?"

Berelli: “Okay.”

Feng Chan: "Are you bored alone? Can I ask someone to chat with you for a while?"

Berelli gave Feng Chan a silent look: "Do I look like a child?"

Okay, Feng Chan gave up.

But the next second, her voice was heard again: "Come on, I'm actually very interested in what you players think."

Maybe she could get inspiration to create a better game. She didn't play games before and would just leave them alone after placing her bets. But recently her family is preparing to enter the gaming field, so she came in to see how others are doing.

Feng Chan: "Three people?"

Berelli: "Anything is fine, just don't make too much noise."

Soon Qiao Zhi and the other two were teleported over. Ning Qiao excitedly pulled Feng Chan aside and asked about Beri's habits, weaknesses, and personality.

Feng Chan had only been with Berelli for a little over a day, so her understanding of her was limited, so she could only recount her impressions of her.

"It's a bit of a mischievous thing, but we're still friends at the moment. I mainly observe and rest during the game."

Then she added, "She likes sour food, like tomatoes."

Qiao Zhi nodded seriously, "I understand. I'll make more sour dishes tomorrow."

Ning Qiao clenched her fists and encouraged herself: "Ning Qiao, show your usual wit and humor and talkativeness. Come on!"

Su Ziyu wanted to remind her, but didn't want to ruin her enthusiasm, so she said nothing.

She suspected that Ning Qiao had forgotten that she had social anxiety before, and wondered if she would still be so lively and cheerful in the future.

Before everyone here could finish their conversation, Berelli came down from the second floor after getting her things: "Talking bad things behind your back?"

The game's face-shaping function gives Berelli an extremely heroic and majestic face. Coupled with her strong body and unique skin color, Henan is eye-catching.

She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and stars seemed to be shining in her purple pupils. Ning Qiao was stunned and couldn't speak at all.

Yuzi sighed inwardly. She knew Ning Qiao's character well, so she said with a stiff upper lip, "You are very beautiful."

Qiao Zhi looked at Ning Qiao, still waiting for her to show her skills, why didn't she say anything?

Berelli laughed twice. She heard what the four members of the Destiny Team had just said and was amused by Ning Qiao's contrast.

Smiling, she floated to Ning Qiao's side and put her hand on her shoulder. Ning Qiao shuddered all over and her body became as stiff as a puppet.

"Why aren't you talking? Didn't you just say you wanted to cheer up, huh?"

As soon as Berelli said this, Ning Qiao's face turned red and she looked like a boiled shrimp.

"me……"

I talked for a long time, but Ning Qiao was speechless.

Su Ziyu looked up at the sky, and she knew it. Judging from her appearance just now, she thought she had changed a lot in the game, but in the end, she was still the same.

But making friends was different from a combat situation, and she generally had no problems with the latter.

Feng Chan brought out some fruit desserts: "Let's eat something together. It's still early."

Ning Qiao seemed to be relieved and spoke more fluently: "Okay, okay, I'm hungry."

As he said that, he quickly sat in the seat farthest away from Berelli.

Berelli also sat down, supporting her cheek with one hand and staring at Ning Qiao with a smile.

Ning Qiao turned her head away slightly. She could feel her body temperature rising. She couldn't help but blush. It was so embarrassing.

Fortunately, Feng Chan and the other two were chatting with Berili, which diverted her attention and Ning Qiao was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

After she calmed down, she spoke bravely, but at this time, Berili would look at her with a smile again, and Ning Qiao would not speak again.

But after a long time, Berelli got tired of playing like this and stopped doing it. In less than an hour, she flew out to play by herself.

Watching Berelli leave, Ning Qiao breathed a sigh of relief but then slapped her cheeks several times, wondering why she was so disappointing.

The three of them tried to hold back their laughter, and Feng Chan patted Ning Qiao's shoulders twice to comfort her.

"You haven't eaten yet, come and try out the new machines in the kitchen. You can order whatever you want."

With that, Feng Chan and the other two headed towards the kitchen first, leaving Ning Qiao alone scratching her head awkwardly.

"Hey, I want to eat sweet and sour pork." Ning Qiao trotted over to join everyone.