They came back not too late, several big bags were hanging on Bulcasso's body, and Gil was also holding a small plastic bag in his hand.
The big bag contained ingredients and seasonings bought by Bulkesso, while Jill's small bag only contained a few packs of the cheapest snacks and a large can of milk.
This child is so mature that it makes people feel distressed.
Master Gu Yi, who had just arrived at the door of the blacksmith shop, looked at the two people, one large and one small, and couldn't help but think.
Is Burquesso rich?
If we say it is the currency of this world, it can be said that it exists, but not much.
But if we simply talk about wealth, maybe the combined wealth of Wakanda is not as much as that of Bulkeso.
That kind of pure gold coin can't even be described as a set of numbers to Bulqueso.
After all, the gold coin whose number of digits can no longer be counted has long been of little use.
As for Wakanda’s vibranium?
Weapons made of that kind of thing are indeed magical, but even if it is the effect of the vibranium armor that Black Panther is proud of, Bulcasso can achieve it by just making a wrist guard that is stronger than the "toy".
He had seen Bulcasso face death from the front, and even that palm was still on the bedside table in Bulcasso's bedroom.
Who can do anything to a being that is so powerful?
Anyone who has seen his power will choose one path, which is to coax him and avoid him.
"But how do you stop these brainless guys?"
Gu Yi is having a headache over this matter.
Just like her overestimation, there are many people in this world who are blinded by possible benefits.
"Okay Jill, go put the things in the refrigerator and then move around freely in the house."
Bulcaisuo waved to Gu Yi as a greeting.
Watching Gil run up the stairs in a hurry, Bulcaisel said to Ancient One:
"This child is as sensible as all parents hope for, but unfortunately the price is too heavy."
After hearing Gu Yi's words, Bulcasso also began to become a little sentimental.
You must know that in his world, there are countless civilian children who watch their parents being divided bit by bit by the devil, and even watch their own flesh and blood flowing into the mouth of the devil bit by bit.
At that time, he would just chop the demon to death without changing his expression, and then continue to search for the location of the next demon.
Maybe at that time, he only had the thought of killing demons, or maybe he never thought about these things at all.
When he was free and began to recall and think, he felt a throbbing pain from his heart.
"You have prepared a gift for him, may I know what it is?"
In just a few days, after getting rid of their bad feelings, the two got to know each other better.
Bulcasso moved his lips in a mysterious manner, but said nothing.
Because he knew that Gil was quietly listening to his conversation with Gu Yi on the stairs.
A small ruby was handed to Ancient One from his hand. Ancient One glanced at Bulcasso, and after receiving the signal of agreement, he watched with his own spirit.
"There is such a group of people in your world? It's incredible."
What Gu Yi saw was Bulkesso's memory of the Cow Pass. The ferocity of the group of abyss demon cows infected by the devil's breath shocked her.
When she saw the end, after Bulcaisso poured the spring water from heaven into the mouth of the surviving demon cow in order to taste this weird beef, the cow returned to its original posture and retained the ability to think.
, she was still shocked.
No matter what, she couldn't accept eating a species that could communicate with human language.
"you think too much!"
Bulcaisel shook his head. Could he accept that he was chatting with the cow one second and putting it on the oven the next?
That demon cow had offspring with those ordinary cows, and all of these offspring were stupid to death, not even having the intelligence of ordinary cows.
Moreover, it does not help people work at all. Its only advantages are its extremely fast reproduction speed and delicious meat.
He still remembered what Jill said about drinking more milk. When he talked about Milk Bulkesso, he naturally thought of that weird group of people.
Although this population was originally raised on the sacred mountain of Harrogath, with the arrival of Malthael, all life was reduced to ashes.
Of course there is nothing left.
But there are many springs in Bulcaisuo in heaven. At that time, in order to make wine, he would always go to the higher heaven to fill up many springs and leave.
For this reason, he faced off more than once with Imprius, an angel who was as reckless as a barbarian.
Since this spring water can transform the demonic cow back into its original form, it can also have an effect on ordinary creatures.
As for wisdom, there is no possibility of improvement.
If this spring water can improve wisdom, how come that fool's courage was beaten all over by Diavolo?
"I will bring you a cow, but how are you going to raise it?"
Ancient Yi looked at the mysterious Bulcaisuo with some curiosity.
"Raising? Isn't it just a matter of finding a spacious place to tie it up and feeding it regular feed to prevent it from starving to death?"
How could Bulcaisso know about animal husbandry? Even when he was on the holy mountain of Harrogas, he was trained as a warrior. How could he have time for these warriors to learn things other than fighting?
"Then I'd better let the apprentices live in the New York Temple. Anyway, there's plenty of space there, and they don't have anything important to do."
Gu Yi had no choice but to sell her apprentice's labor, after all, she also wanted to taste that magical milk.
According to Bulquesso, that kind of milk can enhance the physical fitness of newborn barbarian children.
After already understanding the physical fitness of native barbarian children, Gu Yi was still very interested in this milk.
"Then Gil will grow taller soon."
With a smile on his face, Gu Yi sat on the bench at the door of the blacksmith shop.
Before Gil came here, Bulcasso would sit here and stare at the horizon in a daze when he had nothing to do.
Here you don't have to be bothered by the stuffy heat in the house, and the wind is blowing, which is considered comfortable.
"Are you going to cook your specialty here?"
Ancient One looked at Bulcaisuo and asked with some concern.
For her, Bulqueso's specialty dish is also a secret. As long as it is a living being that can think, curiosity will inevitably arise.
"Of course not. I will take you to Harrogath and hold a banquet there."
Although all life on the holy mountain has disappeared, the resources piled up in the cold and heavy snow are still there.
After all, death will only take away life. If even processed food can be eroded, then Malthael should be renamed the Archangel of Vanishing.
