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Moyin said happily.
"Then I'll make you wasabi ice cream."
UMP9 said jokingly.
"Please forgive me for this. I know you can make other normal and delicious dishes."
Moyin said with a smile that UMP9 can cook, and if she took out wasabi ice cream she would definitely be making fun of herself.
"Hey~ I was just kidding you, just look forward to it."
UMP9 said with a grin.
Afterwards, Moyin found a spacious square in the imperial capital, took out a set of kitchen utensils from the system space for each person, and used resource points to exchange for the ingredients they requested. Then a group of beauties picked up kitchen knives and started cooking.
As for Moyin, UMP45 sent her out for a walk on the street, saying that since it was a surprise for Moyin, the dish had to be kept secret until it was completed.
But when I think about it carefully, I haven't acted alone like this for a long time. Walking on the street, Moyin felt a little lonely.
Although if he just went back and asked, Eve, Xiaobao and the others would immediately and happily put down their kitchen utensils to accompany him, Moyin felt that he was a bit too inferior, so he endured the loneliness and wandered on the street alone.
Unconsciously, I seem to be a little too dependent on the girls at home... It seems that they are acting like spoiled children, but in a sense, I am also longing for them... I will feel lonely when I leave them.
But if he thought about it carefully, there didn't seem to be any harm in it, so he didn't plan to change the status quo.
After walking around the street for a while and feeling bored, Moyin simply found a sunny spot, sat down on a chair, and while basking in the sun, he took out a block of wood and started carving wooden figures for Heitong and others.
Speaking of which, he hasn't carved a figurine for a long time, so today he decided to take advantage of the time to carve one for everyone as a gift.
Although UMP45 and the others already have a copy, he can definitely carve other moves.
And this time he plans to try coloring it.
Holding the carving knife, Moyin began to concentrate on carving figures for Heitong and the others.
When he came to his senses, a lifelike small black pupil had appeared in his hand. Just as Moyin was about to appreciate it, he suddenly found that there was a sexy brown-haired girl with two ponytails tied with horseshoes standing in front of her. The white haori she wore on her upper body barely covered her arms, and her exposed upper body was only covered by a sexy white small cup.
Even in this different world, such revealing attire is rare.
“What an outstanding knife skill, a beautiful piece of work.”
The girl praised.
"Um, thank you."
In response to the girl's praise, Moyin nodded politely.
"My name is Metz, one of the four Rakshasas of the Royal Fist Temple, and I'm here to kill you."
The girl introduced herself openly.
Previously, because of Dotya's death, Minister Ernest was furious and kept cursing his subordinates for being useless, which made her very dissatisfied. After all, she had asked Minister Ernest for orders more than once, but Minister Ernest had never allowed her to come out and fight with Moyin. So today, she took the opportunity when Minister Ernest entered the palace to tie the child emperor to his chariot and slipped out of the palace to try her luck and see if she could catch Moyin.
What surprised her was that not long after she went out, she was lucky enough to catch Moyin who was carving a figurine. Looking at Moyin who was concentrating on his work, she was too embarrassed to take action for a moment, so she just watched from the side.
To be honest, after watching for a while, she was fascinated by Moyin's focused look, but unfortunately she and he were on the same side...killing was her job.
"Ah wait, there's no deep hatred between us that requires us to kill each other, right? You don't look like a bad person either."
Moyin placed Heitong's wooden figure into the system space and made a pause gesture.
This Metz did not take advantage of the time when he was carving the figurine to attack him, which won Moyin a lot of favor. In addition, he did not beat around the bush but directly introduced that he was here to kill him. Moyin did not dislike such straightforward and upright people.
After all, these people are generally not bad people.
"Indeed, I haven't. But I am the minister's subordinate after all. I have no choice. This is my job. I want to stand out."
Metz spread her hands and chatted with Moyin. She didn't mind talking to Moyin for a few more words. After all, Moyin happened to be her type.
"Work, how much does he pay you?"
Mo Yin asked.
"Ten thousand gold coins a month."
Maze counted on her fingers, then raised her index finger and answered cutely.
"How about I give you 30,000 gold coins a month? Come and hang out with me. There's no future with him."
Moyin invited him.
"Hey, hey, hey, Minister Ernest is one of the most important people in the capital. Most of the positions in the capital are decided by his words. How dare you say that there is no future in working with him... And what kind of job can you do to earn 30,000 gold coins a month? The minister must have been corrupt and accepted bribes everywhere to offer such a high salary to us four Rakshasa ghosts."
Metz was deeply skeptical of the salary offered by Merbank.
"My job is to kill people and get a gold belt. When I first came to the capital, I was targeted by the richest family in the capital, Arya. They wanted to bully me because I was a foreigner, so they drugged me and locked me in a warehouse. Then they wanted to torture me to death. I robbed them and took away all their wealth, so I can still pay them 30,000 gold coins a month."
Moyin answered.
"Wow, is it really okay for you to just tell me this?"
Maze was speechless.
"Will you tell everyone about it?"
"Well, since you're my type, I won't tell anyone..."
Maze thought about it carefully for a while, then answered seriously.
"So, do you want to come over to my place?"
Mo Yin asked.
"Well... 30,000 a month is indeed good, but you can't always find the richest man for this kind of work. What if you don't have the money to pay me?"
Maze asked seriously.
"Then we'll talk about it later."
Moyin spread his hands in amusement. This Maze was a little silly and cute, and he wanted to tease her.
"No, no, you're my type. If I fall in love with you after being with you for a while, I might end up having to make money to support you. And I heard that you have a lot of women around you. In the worst case, you might use the money I make to support other women. I can't accept that, so I'd better kill you as soon as possible to stop thinking about it."
Maze said decisively.
"Pfft, you're quite interesting."
Moyin said with amusement that it was the first time he met a girl who could fantasize about so many things.
"Yeah, I think you're pretty interesting, it's a pity, if you could be loyal to me, I wouldn't consider finding another place with you to be mercenaries and make some money."
Metz gave his bottom line.
"That's a bit difficult. I can't give up the entire lush forest for a good tree."
Moyin spread his hands.
"Then, I will kill you and become the last woman you remember in your life."
Maze took a fighting stance.
“I didn’t expect this way of remembering.”
Moyin stood up from his chair and stretched his muscles.
"It's good, isn't it? If you lose, you will be the last man I will remember in my life. But I won't lose."
Maze said confidently.
"Then come on."
Moyin waved at Metz, who immediately kicked the ground and rushed in front of Moyin like an arrow, and punched Moyin's stomach with a powerful jab. What Metz didn't expect was that Moyin firmly caught her fist with an afterimage and punched it on top of her own fist.
The moment the two fists collided, the ground under their feet cracked at the same time. This was just the aftermath. One can imagine how terrifying the power of their punches was.
"Oh my god, you're quite strong."
Maze shook his arm which was numb from the shock and said in surprise.
"Are you surprised? Are you surprised? The opponent who was originally the target of the mission actually has the same level of strength as you."
Moyin said with a smile.
"Hey, I have a special move that I haven't used yet! The power of that punch just now was just the basic skills I practiced in the Royal Fist Temple."
Maze said without getting discouraged.
"Ha, this punch of mine is the product of six years of practice... Damn, there's no momentum at all. I wonder who can take this punch of mine that's the product of twenty years of practice."
Moyin said somewhat depressed.
"Are you stupid? You look only about 20 years old. Did you start boxing at the age of three?"
Maze rolled her eyes.
"I'm just saying this, keep going."
Moyin waved to Maze again.
This time, Maze did not rush to launch an attack. Instead, she directly untied the horseshoes that bound her long brown hair, as if she was unsealing a curse.
"I say, your taste in accessories is a bit too weird. Would a normal person use a horseshoe as a hair accessory?"
Looking at the horseshoes falling to the ground with two clangs, Moyin couldn't help but complain.
"This is not only my ornament, but also my seal. It is a special item made to prevent excessive sweating."
Maze began to explain.
"You can't just pick a different form..."
Moyin was speechless.
“Isn’t it pretty?”
Maze questioned.
"You look better with your hair down."
Moyin answered casually.
"Isn't that worse... huh? Doesn't that mean it's not pretty!!!"
Maze came to his senses and glared at Moyin with gritted teeth.
Chapter 1015: What about you, Master Mo?