The beast tide experienced by Pingqi Town was already difficult to resist, let alone other towns with even greater numbers. Without high-level mechas and powerful defense methods, they would basically be in trouble.

"Compared to this, have you seen Watchmen Three?"

Watcher 3 is the model of the two first-level mechas in Pingqi Town.

"I heard..." the man suddenly lowered his voice and said, "The boy from the Chen family dropped his mecha and ran away, but I don't know who went up and started it again."

"Damn it, I wonder when did this kid act so smoothly?"

"Hey, that's not the point. The guy who came out must be at least a second-level mecha master. Many people have seen it, and his skills are really amazing!"

Chu Qianyang felt guilty when he heard this. He was about to buy something and leave when he heard the man continue.

"And the fact that the beast tide retreated so quickly this time probably has something to do with the mecha master. It is said that he used some powerful weapon, which we can't afford anyway."

"Really? Where did you hear this? Is it reliable?"

"What are you talking about? Don't you all know that my cousin works for a big shot? I heard that the man disappeared without even showing his face. The mayor is sending people to look for him everywhere, otherwise I wouldn't know...

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Feng Jiu raised his head slightly and glanced at those people. It might be true that the mayor wanted to find the mysterious mecha master, but the purpose was still open to question.

Chu Qianyang also noticed something was wrong. He listened to them say a few words in an inconspicuous place. After changing the topic, he bought some wild vegetables and left. Those living monsters reminded him of the beasts before.

Chao, I really don’t want to see more.

On the way back, Chu Qianyang made a special circle and saw many troops.

The situation was chaotic at that time. They were approaching mechas after passing through the herd of beasts. There was only a very low possibility that they would be seen by others. All the traces left on the mechas were erased by Feng Daddy. The army wanted to find them.

Not easy.

In a chaotic area like Pingqi Town where the population flow is particularly large and the inspection of comings and goings is not very strict, it is difficult to find people through screening.

After Chu Qianyang returned to the small courtyard with Feng Jiu in his arms, he told Father Feng about the situation outside, but the latter was indifferent: "Let them find it."

As long as Father Feng doesn't go out with a piece of gold to commit suicide, they will still be safe.

Feng Jiu was not too worried about this. After the beast wave broke out, she discovered something unexpected. Every time the beast group rioted, the spiritual energy in the air would be the strongest!

The more abundant the spiritual energy is, the larger the tide of beasts will be.

This is not bad news for Feng Jiu. The spiritual energy is not static, which means that she still has the opportunity to speed up her practice, but she may have to take a little risk, which is still a bit early for her now.

Feng Jiu quickly flipped through the information about the past beast outbreaks. When he looked up, he saw Chu Qianyang working in the kitchen with a bunch of ingredients. Father Feng asked in surprise: "He can?"

Of course Feng Jiu couldn't answer, but since he volunteered to help, he could at least make something.

However, a moment later, when the rich aroma came from the kitchen, even Feng Jiu couldn't help but look over.

Chu Qianyang moved very quickly. In just a short time, he had prepared four dishes. Before they were served, the tempting smell filled the entire small building.

Father Feng was probably really surprised. He got up and went into the kitchen. He watched with a subtle expression as Chu Qianyang brought out plates of food that were even more beautiful than the butler's.

Chu Qianyang looked a little worried when he looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Father Feng didn't answer, but looked at him strangely for several times before saying, "I didn't see it."

The dishes in front of him not only looked good, Feng Jiu looked at the dish made from the meat of the hoarding beast. The neat pieces of meat were deep-fried until golden brown, and there were still a few tiny drops of oil hanging on them because they were still warm.

beads, but it does not feel greasy, more like morning dew, dotted with a few emerald green coriander, like a plate of delicate golden jelly.

Feng Jiu had no idea how he made the dish like this. He picked up one with his chopsticks and found that the small golden ball was not as soft as fruit grains, but still had some toughness. He put it to his mouth and bit it.

After one bite, the crispy and fragrant taste immediately filled the teeth. The outer layer was charred and soft to the bone, but the inside contained a fresh and thick meat juice that seemed to flow into the throat, swirling around the lips and tongue, filling every taste bud.

Taking a second bite, the meat soaked in fragrant juice slides into your mouth, tender but not tender, as if every space is filled with an unforgettable freshness.

Even though Feng Jiu had eaten a lot of good food, she had to say that Chu Qianyang's cooking skills exceeded her expectations.

Looking at the plate of crisp cold wild vegetables, the simple dish has become extraordinarily different. The green vegetable leaves have been blanched and softened, revealing a layer of light, but I don’t know how the young man has treated them, and they are wrapped in delicate leaves.

The transparent sea fungus, with only a little red tip exposed, is like a budding flower bud. Before entering the mouth, you can feel the elegance.

After taking a sip, Father Feng couldn't help but glance at Chu Qianyang, and finally asked, "When did you learn this?"

Chu Qianyang was about to answer, but suddenly thought that his current identity was different, so he said cautiously: "I did it occasionally in the past."

Father Feng raised an eyebrow. The boy didn't notice anything, but Feng Jiu found that her father didn't look happy.

After dinner, Father Feng called Chu Qianyang to a room on the first floor, and Feng Jiu followed him in.

This is a room that is temporarily used as a training room. Because it is far away in Pingqi Town, the equipment can only be purchased from the local area and it looks a bit crude.

Father Feng pointed to the strength testing instrument and asked Chu Qianyang to get on it.

Chu Qianyang didn't know why, he didn't recognize anything here, but he still walked over.

Feng Jiu guessed what Father Feng was thinking. Since Chu Qianyang could drive a first-level mecha and was still jumping around after coming out, it at least meant that his physical fitness had reached the level of a first-level mecha master, or even higher.

A person's physical fitness depends on many factors, and strength is only one of them.

To become a mecha master, the requirements are extremely demanding, and being able to withstand the physical pressure of mecha combat is just the basic requirement.

It can be said that physical fitness determines how high your starting point is.

The instrument for testing strength is very simple. Chu Qianyang only needs to punch with all his strength, and the system will automatically calculate the result.

The minimum standard for a first-level mecha master must be at least 1oo strength units.

Feng Jiu sat aside, watching Chu Qianyang take a stance, clenching his right hand into a fist, the tough joints protruding, and even the veins tightening powerfully. He took a deep breath, and then punched the tester in front of him.

superior!

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!