Chapter 1203

"When I dominate Asia, I can call whoever I want?"

"The characters of the original world have died out in the long river of history. What you call is the separation of those characters in the different world, which is no different from them."

The imperial enjoyment mentioned in the system is not an exaggerated modifier, but a real imperial enjoyment.

"Then can I really summon empress Yang Guifei of Xi Shi Diao Chan? Will Lv Bu come and cut me?"

"You can chop, as long as the upgraded host summons Lv Bu."

"Forget it." Yang Song is still curious about the so-called separation of different worlds.

"The permission of the host is exceeded. Please try to upgrade. You will know after upgrading."

Yang Song knew that the system was drawing cakes for him, but he couldn't help getting excited.

"At that time, I can summon not only beautiful women, but also famous chefs in history. Some cooking secrets that have lost their heritage can also be taken. It's delicious to think about it."

Mankind's endless happiness lies in skewness.

"System, I remember you said I could summon some characters but virtual separation, didn't you?" Yang song now calls out AI intelligence.

"Yes."

"ChunZi, yingzi and Aizi can all come out of the blockbuster to meet me?"

System: "..."

"Yes, but please don't indulge in it."

"Contemporary girls, funeral families, and min Huizhu can also?"

The system does not answer.

Yang Song tried it himself.

How to put it?

Thai massage and Japanese massage, as well as Korean horse chicken killing style are different.

The music is also different, but it does feel better to listen to the scene.

I just don't know what will happen in the future.

Can't think about it. Yang Song sent all the summoned AI away. He had to take a bath and calm down.

I still feel wronged tonight. Go to the presidential suite in the hotel, or he may want to stay in the space.

"Drop, friendly reminder, you still have seven competitors on the road." The system poured a basin of cold water on Yang Song in time.

"How many?"

"This is the latest result." The system said: "please remember that the competitors who are the king of Kitchen God, either they kill you or you kill them. There is only one real king."

Being killed by other competitors means that Yang Song will become a loser.

The system is destroyed, the space is swallowed, the personal memory is eliminated, and the whole life stops now.

Having seen the vast world and the sea of stars, how can Yang Song still stop?

"System, don't worry, you're definitely not with the wrong person."

Yang killed two bottles of pure milk with a sigh of relief and went to bed. The next day he got up half an hour earlier than usual and went to the park for morning running in short sleeves.

At five o'clock in the morning in Shenyang, many people still choose to do morning exercises.

Chen Liyang is one of them. He is a student of the Department of physical education of Chaoyang University.

I don't do morning exercises on my school playground in the morning. I come to the small park just to soak up girls.

There are many beautiful girls in the park.

Chen Liyang not only came by himself, but also took his two classmates, Zhang Dashan and Liu Kai.

Their favorite sister is a group of actors. She recently recorded a video in a small park.

The girls are very beautiful. The top two are Lu Qinqin and Su Qing.

Lu Qinqin's voice is sweet. When he sees someone, he smiles before he speaks. He is warm like a sunflower. He is a Kawaii type sweet girl.

Su Qing is not. She has a slim waist, jade hands and long legs. She has a graceful body and exquisite eyebrows. She is known as "little Fan Bingbing". She is cold and cold, like a plum blossom with thin shadow and oblique water.

Two beautiful women, one quiet and one hot and one cold.

Eye pleasing.

Chen Liyang is after Su Qing, and Liu Kai is also after Su Qing. There is only one fat Zhang Dashan. He is after Lu Qinqin.

There are many people who like Su Qing and Lu Qinqin.

The arrival of two beauties and more than a dozen little beauties made the small park very lively. A group of male animals with a burst of hormones gave up their warm bedding and chose morning exercise.

In fact, the small park is not small. Other places are still empty. Only the scenic spot by the lake is overcrowded.

More monks, less meat.

The "forces" of all parties are eyeing and want to win the beauty back.

Many male groups have held internal meetings.

"I want Su Qing!"

"Lu Qinqin is mine."

"Why? I like both beauties."

"I don't need to rob. I like the little sister with braids. What's her name?"

"All!"

A group of young people who love dreaming.

Yang Song had been running for an hour before they appeared.

One by one, he shrank in his down jacket, his nose turned red with cold, looked excitedly at his slim little sister not far away, and dreamed of the moment of eating swan meat.

"Hello, everyone. Come to exercise today, too?" Lu Qinqin greeted the crowd happily.

"Yes, yes, it's good to go to bed early and get up early. Our youth, alas, sports, Qin Qin, what can we do for you today?"

Shooting video requires group performance and countless labor.

After all, girls who are more charming than flowers are not suitable for work.

Yang Song has finished the long-distance race. He has to try his best to wake up from the impulse to create beautiful women at will in the space.

"It's all fake, it's all fake, except to become the king of the kitchen god. When I become the king of the kitchen god, let them become true, or people will destroy the machine!"

The system also gave Yang Song a picture in his brain, including the earthquake, tsunami, volcanic eruption, and even the video of the atomic bomb bombing effect.

Seven more enemies are eyeing him and the system.

Can Yang song let this happen?

You must not. What is success and defeat?

If you win anything, if you lose, you can't even keep the memory in your brain. Maybe it will be destroyed by the winner. These systems have been vaguely prompted.

For the sake of his life and the brilliance of tomorrow, Yang Song must hold back.

"Be sure to be steady. What are some beauties?"

"Haven't you seen anything? Haven't I seen much in recent years? What's more, they are all AI."

"Think about Xiaohan. Think about some big stars. I haven't seen any beautiful pictures? They are all real-life versions. I can't help it. What else can't help it now?"

"Holding back now is for a brighter tomorrow. Tomorrow is the real imperial enjoyment. I want to be the king of kitchen god!"

Yang songchen kept encouraging himself during his practice. He ran frantically for an hour and ran ten kilometers. The volatilization of sweat made his brain very clear.

There is no illusion of beauty. It can't be solved by a long-distance running.

Even if there is, he can keep running.

Yang Song was wet after running, and his muscle lines were more sword eyebrows. It was not a small vest that could cover it.