"During my vacation, I discovered something interesting."
As Jiang Lin spoke, he took out a round, flat object from his storage bag:
"I'll share it with you all."
Something interesting?
The members of the Eighteenth Team were piqued with curiosity, and instinctively craned their necks to get a closer look.
In their captain's hand, there lay a yellow, round, and somewhat flat...
Potato?
A group of team members looked confused.
'Isn't that a potato?'
'No way, what would the captain want with a potato? It must be some kind of fruit that looks like a potato?'
'You're all too naive. That's definitely some new type of ghost artifact! Our captain has been to the ghost envoys of the other three halls.'
—In short, their captain was a ghost who had seen the world.
For a moment, the more than a hundred team members had their own thoughts.
They looked at Jiang Lin, waiting for their captain to reveal the 'true face' of the item.
Jiang Lin's gaze swept over his team members, and he slowly said:
"This thing looks like a potato, but in reality... it is a potato."
Eighteenth Team members: Huh? Huh huh huh?!
It really is a potato?
The captain found something interesting in the human world, and it was a potato?
The team members looked at each other.
'Captain... is the captain that pitiful,呜呜呜... Has the captain never seen an un-cooked potato before?'
'What are you thinking? The captain must have a deep meaning behind this!'
'This potato must be extraordinary!'
'I think the captain has discovered the secret of the potato, it must have other uses!'
'You guys are right, we must believe in the captain!'
...
Jiang Lin: "...This is just an ordinary potato."
Eighteenth Team members: Uh-huh, and then?
Jiang Lin continued, "Although it doesn't have the extraordinary origin of the arena, it can still help us cultivate and improve our cultivation."
Eighteenth Team members: As expected!
The captain indeed had his deep meaning!
The newly promoted members were simple-minded and looked at him with adoration.
—For example, Qiao Linglong, and Qin Mu.
However, some of the older members suddenly realized something.
This scene, this explanation...
How was it exactly the same as the last time the arena appeared?
Last time,
What did the captain say?
—I brought you a special product when I came back from my business trip?
...
After explaining the function of the potato,
Jiang Lin began to demonstrate the actual operation method and how it specifically improved cultivation.
In the front of the main hall, Jiang Lin tossed the potato into the air.
Ghost energy emanated, transforming into a slender cleaver.
He swung it at the potato in the air, slicing it.
Peeling, slicing, shredding...
Jiang Lin deliberately slowed down his movements to ensure that the members of the Eighteenth Team could see the entire process clearly.
But no matter how much he slowed down, it was still just a potato.
The cleaver quickly stopped its movement and turned into a plate.
Swish—
The potato shreds fell into the plate one by one and were piled up.
Then, Jiang Lin looked at the members of the Eighteenth Team and asked: Da Feng Novel Network
"Tell me, what have you all seen?"
Qiao Linglong looked at him with adoration and said crisply, "The captain cuts so fast! So accurately!"
She couldn't do it herself; she was a total kitchen disaster.
Qin Mu, also a newly promoted member, pondered for two seconds: "The captain's potato shreds are all the same thickness, glistening and translucent. His control of force and precision are excellent."
Very meticulous.
Where there's one, there are two; where there are two, there are three.
Seeing that the first two ghosts who spoke were not beaten, the members of the Eighteenth Team spoke up one after another:
"Yes, yes, the captain cuts so well, fast, accurate, and ruthless!"
"This is a technique from the West Hall, right? I heard that the West Hall has a [Gourmet Feast] where they turn various evil spirits into delicacies. One of the dishes is shredded ghost silk salad."
"These potato shreds are uniformly cut, which is truly something that no ordinary ghost can achieve. Even if I had learned to cook, I wouldn't dare say I could reach this level."
The team members' words were filled with admiration.
Their praise seemed well-founded.
They were flattering him profusely.
Nie Jiu looked at his teammates strangely, wondering what nonsense they were talking about.
"The captain is using ghost energy to materialize a blade, practicing precise control and usage of ghost energy, right?"
"Moreover, the captain didn't even look at the potato just now, he must have used his perception.
Perception as a supplement, with precision, speed, and power as the main focus. It trains both skill and improves cultivation."
After summarizing, Nie Jiu became a little excited.
The teammates beside him vaguely sensed something and thought, 'This is bad.'
But before they could stop him—they couldn't stop him anyway, the captain was watching them from the front.
Nie Jiu naturally blurted out:
"Captain, this is the new training project we'll be doing from now on, right? When will it start?"
He was already eager to try!
'Holy crap!'
The surrounding team members all put their hands to their foreheads.
This guy, he's at it again!
Even if this thing is good, and this method is good... can't you praise it in a coordinated manner?
Why bring up training!
What if the captain hadn't even thought of it that way, and you reminded him?
Even if you want to train, can't you train on your own later?
Why bother?!
...
In front, after Nie Jiu finished speaking, Jiang Lin nodded.
He replied, "It's pretty much these points: perception, precision, speed, and power."
"It's slightly different from the function of the arena."
The arena, for some team members with higher cultivation who could emit ghost energy, could indeed achieve the same effect as the South Hall.
But for those with lower cultivation, the training was limited.
It was more about training limbs, reaction speed, and so on.
But cooking was different.
Whether one's cultivation was high or low, they could try.
Even if they couldn't emit ghost energy, they could inject ghost energy into their blades to train.
"Your future training is also very simple: you just need to make a dish every day.
The prerequisite is that you must use the points I just mentioned."
As soon as he finished speaking, before some team members could feel dejected,
Jiang Lin said solemnly:
"I hope you will take your daily training seriously. This is closely related to your lives and the safety of the souls you guide."
"Don't think that being a ghost envoy means absolute safety."
"After being a ghost envoy for hundreds of years, you will always encounter unexpected situations."
His voice echoed in the hall.
With the enhancement of ghost energy, the atmosphere in the hall seemed exceptionally solemn.
"The pollution source incident not long ago, and the North Hall incident before that. Unexpected events never tell you when they will come..."
"If you are strong enough, you will have the corresponding strength to protect yourselves and what you want to protect when accidents happen."
"Instead of regretting after the accident happens. Is regret useful then? No."
Jiang Lin's voice was calm, yet it seemed to carry a magical power.
He slowly said, "If it really comes to that, it will be too late to do anything."
The things lost, the harm suffered, even if repaired, could never be restored to their original state.
Memories will tell you what happened.
...