The two awakened people in the team have average awakening levels, and their perception of spiritual power is not very keen.

After several consecutive mistakes, they finally found another alien monster. The team gritted their teeth and rushed forward. In the chaos of the street, they saw a handsome and handsome young man, carrying a strange monster, seemingly in front of him.

What are you asking?

A little warrior shouted: "Put down the alien monster quickly, this thing is very dangerous."

And with a single stroke, the alien monster was killed on the spot.

The young man glanced at the little warrior and casually threw away the body of the alien monster in his hand. Just as he was about to leave, the young warrior shouted: "There are three supply points nearby. If you are injured in the battle, you can go and ask for help."

The young man didn't answer at all, and walked away without stopping.

No one in this team cares about it. There are many foreign professionals in the capital at the moment. These people have a lot of weird tempers. Everyone has been ordered to try not to provoke these foreign professionals.

After the young people left this street, they dug out a Xinhua dictionary from the words and also got a kindergarten class's "Look at Pictures and Talk". They compared the two and worked hard to learn a brand new language.

This... is a car!

This is...oh, it's the sun.

These two words are dad. What is dad? What is the special identity of this energetic-looking man?

According to the description on the picture-talking page, shouldn't this man be called Father?

Human language is really complex.

This is called a bun!

There is a steamed stuffed bun shop here, let me go and see what the real thing is like.

The young man broke into the steamed bun shop and stared at the steamed buns for several times. The boss couldn't help but ask: "What flavor do you want? I have pork and green onions, beef and radish, diced eggplant, cabbage vermicelli, and old tofu stuffing."

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The young man said with certainty: "One basket of each kind."

The boss immediately laughed and said, "Are you a foreigner? Ours is called a steamer, regardless of basket. There is one steamer for each flavor. Okay, you sit down first."

The young man sat down decisively and watched the other diners learn how to make soy sauce, vinegar and garlic cloves one by one.

It's pretty decent, and there's no embarrassment about eating steamed buns for the first time.

When the boss brought the buns to him, he ate one with pork and green onions. He felt that it was very salty in his throat, and the skin of the buns was still a little sticky. He couldn't help but complain: "This thing is not very delicious."

It's just that his chatter was not in Chinese, and the store owner didn't understand it, otherwise he would have had to argue with him.

Hu Huan really didn't know that the culprit who caused this big mess was eating steamed buns nearby. If he knew, he would definitely run over and give a warning: the steamed buns at that place are particularly unpalatable.
Chapter completed!