Chapter 50: Bear's Paw

Ngo ngo, who was stirring a pot, trembled and nearly dropped her cutlery to the ground.

The word "Internet" is only used in history books.

Sweet eyes also slightly quivered, she looked at Joe's strength, a serious face asked: "Joe's strength, you said last time... What year were you born?"

"Didn't I say so? Seventy-nine years." Qiao Jiajin stretched out a finger to scratch his nose, a face does not care to say, "1979, what happened?"

Sweet slowly stood up, carefully staring at Qiao Jia Jin's eyes: "You are not joking with me?" If you were really born in '79, you'd be in your 40s this year."

Ringo blinked slightly at this sentence and turned to Tian Tian. "It seems wrong, doesn't it?"

Qixia ignored the people who were arguing, but filled a bowl of meat for himself.

Qiaojia strength brow lock, feel sweet said very difficult to understand: "Sweet you what happened?" Are you hungry? What makes me look like I'm in my 40s? "

No, he doesn't look forty.

There's no way he's in his 40s with his looks and his body.

Xiaoxiao on the side heard a few people talk, and Qixia, always no action.

"What year is it now, Qiao Jiajin?" Lin's mouth twitched.

Qiao Jiajin looked at her suspiciously: "2006 ah."

The strangeness of it all deepened when he looked around and saw Tian Tian and Lin staring at him in disbelief.

"Why are you all staring at me?"

Ngo feeling the weirdness of the incident, he turned to Tian Tian and asked her: "What year do you come from, Tian Tian?"

"I'm from 2019..." Tian Tian frowned and said, "What's going on?"

Ngo Shi, feeling weak, sat down slowly. "Gentlemen... I'm from the year 2068..."

"Huh??" Joe was shocked. "2068??"

After listening to Qixia silently nodded a head.

Yeah, she does look like someone from the future.

So it all makes sense.

In her time, she had to wear a mask from a young age, and masks would be as common as ordinary clothing from birth.

So when she doesn't wear a mask, she looks strange and feels like she has no clothes.

With the rapid development of the Internet, she does not need to know what "leaflets" are, and online advertising is enough to dazzle people.

Qixia silently shook his head, did not think that the people still noticed the problem.

"That makes it even weirder..." His sweet lips trembled a little, and he said to the crowd, "We are not from the same year, but we are gathered on the same day, can this really be 'God' to do..."

"If we don't come from the same day, then the quakes we encountered before we came here wouldn't be the same."

Then she looked at Qiao Jiajin: "But in my memory, I have not heard of a large-scale earthquake in your area..."

"What about you?" Tian Tian suddenly asked Qixia, "What year are you from?"

"I'm from the year 2022." Qixia said.

"What's going on here? " Qiao Jia strength feel some dizziness, "deceiving boy, why would this be?" You are so clever, have you guessed something?"

Qixia shook his head, and none of the theoretical knowledge he knew could explain the situation.

Why are people from different time periods?

Did God select these people at random or did he do it on purpose?

What is the time span of the participants?

"Anyway, we'll only be here for ten days." Qixia looked out of the window at the dark red sky with very firm eyes, "Whether all this is done by" God "or not, I don't care." I just want to fill my stomach and find the Way early, and even if you are very concerned about this issue, I do not advise you to seek the truth."

When they heard Qixia's words, they all sat down slowly.

Yeah, Chia's right. They're going out.

No matter what year they come from, they all have the same goal, which is to escape this hellhole and return to their original lives.

Taking a few days to investigate the "time period" problem would defeat their goal.

Five people brought small bowls from the dining room, each filled a bowl of broth, their faces still somewhat unnatural.

The mystery of this place seems to be wrapped in layer upon layer, and there is so much that everyone is trying to figure out.

But as Qixia said, if you want to search for the truth, you will waste a lot of time.

Is the "truth" more important or the "escape" more important?

"Yes... Don't think about it." Tian Tian sighed, "Have we experienced less" inconceivable "?"

Ngo and Qiao Jiajin relative look, all helpless shake his head.

Sweet picked up an old stir-fry and slowly tore the meat off the bear's arm, filling each person's bowl with some.

The bear's arms have been braised to shreds, and the flesh is torn from the bone at the slightest touch. A smell of meat wafted out with the hot, rich juice, hitting everyone's nasal passages.

"And... It smells good." Qiaojia strength swallowed the saliva, took his bowl.

Qixia also held the bowl in her hands and did not move.

He glanced at Xiaoxiao out of the corner of his eye and saw that she also began to eat after Qixia silently waited for a while.

Only when it was clear that there was nothing wrong with the food in front of him did he tear a strip of white meat from the bone.

He took the bear meat to his nose, smelled it, and then threw it into his mouth. With a slight bite, the hot gravy burst in his mouth.

"Whew..." Qixia was burned a little, quickly exhaled a few hot breath, then chewed randomly, and swallowed the white meat.

It tastes bad.

He had never imagined that bear meat could taste so bad.

The touch of the mouth is fat and greasy, and after a few bites, the mouth is full of smell of mutton.

Maybe it's because they don't have any seasoning, or maybe it's just the flavor of the bear meat, but Qixia only took the first bite and didn't want to touch the bowl anymore.

He glanced at the Chinese woman, who was frowning in the same way, her features twisted together as if she had eaten a sour lemon.

Joe's strong and sweet but have no feeling, they are chewing meat, while looking at the two people.

"What's the matter? Not good?" Qiaojia asked.

"What do you think?" Qixia asked, "We have different generations, do we have different taste buds?"

"It does taste bad." Joe Jia Jin said, "But we have to live, liar, you did not eat garbage leftovers when you were a child?"

Qixia heard QiaoJiajin's words, feel a little interesting, he put the bowl in his hand, slightly joking said: "QiaoJiajin, your usual recipe can be full enough, you have not only eaten bear PAWS, but also eat garbage?"

"Liar, you're a little presumptuous..." Joe put another chunk of meat in his mouth and said, "Do you know how much older I am than you? Call me "Joe" from now on, and I'll take care of you. Joe has eaten more trash in his life than you have eaten bear PAWS."

"I repeat, I have not eaten bear's PAWS, nor have I eaten garbage."

Tin Tian and Lin Ngo laughed at the pair again, as if the food in their hands had grown tastier.

Yes, no matter what generation we are from, we are all comrades in arms.

Qixia and Qiao no longer bicker, from the bowl and picked a few pieces of meat to eat down.

Anyway, it's better to eat something than to be hungry, and then I don't know what kind of game to play, and I need to keep full of physical strength at all times.

The bear's hand happened to be in Qixia's bowl, and he thought that the so-called "bear's paw" would be different from the other parts, but just one bite, Qixia repeatedly retching.

This part is more fatty than the other parts, the mouth is like a piece of fat with the taste of snot, fishy.

"Did the ancients really consider this a delicacy?"