Ulaanbaatar, a city on the plateau, is quite different from the photos and beautiful pictures in Xia Yu's memory.

Not many tall buildings, some of them simply collapsed halfway, leaving only broken ruins.

Some of them seem to be well preserved, but when the jeep passes through the block, they find that there are many uneven pits on the other side of the building, which looks like they have been bombed by a rocket launcher.

This is undoubtedly a trace of war.

Most of the low houses are dilapidated. After listening to Jintian Shun's introduction, Xia Yu realized that the so-called Mongolia was in name only. The beautiful Ulaanbaatar once became a dead city. It was the ingredients that caused the city to suffer disaster, but it was the ingredients that gave it a slight revival.

Jeep passes through a noisy street market.

Fishy smell, rotten internal organs, and the annoying flies buzzing in the ears form a chaotic block scene.

The butcher held a machete and chopped the chopping board with a tent set up on the street.

Cattle and sheep are the most basic meat ingredient, but more of them are wilderness beasts that Xia Yu has never heard of.

There were a few unkempt and dirty faces that were probably the butcher's children. After paving, they pointed curiously at the metal cage that imprisoned strange beasts. The dehydrated and hungry beasts in the cage cast fierce eyes on the fresh and delicious children.

Xia Yu took a jeep back to communicate with the system: "How did I feel like I have been to this city that has been revived from the ruins!"

“The host has already conducted a virtual reality PUBG battle in this scenario.”

"So that's how it is!"

Xia Yu slapped his head and then muttered in his heart that he had come to the system last night to make urns, which means he died after walking a few steps. Later, his consciousness became blurred, and no wonder he didn't have much impression.

"Where are you going now?" Xia Yu asked Jintian Shun.

“We need intelligence…”

The tulips in the driver's seat were driven for a day and night, but the sound was not exhausted. "In this plateau, Ulaanbaatar is the most prosperous, and there are also many hidden places for hunters to exchange information."

"We're going to a tavern that only treats food hunters."

The jeep slowly stopped.

This is a deep alley in Ulaanbaatar. There are no tall buildings and most of the low houses are already broken. Tulips and Jintian Shin takes Xia Yu to a renovated and conspicuous hotel.

A small three-story hotel.

Before entering the door, Jinda Shin specially patted Xia Yu on the shoulder and handed her a playful look, "This is the first time she has appeared in the Hunter Club?"

"nonsense!"

"Is it your first time traveling since becoming Lin Chu?"

"Well……"

Xia Yu rolled his eyes suddenly. His route of food was promoted from a special level to a Lin just a few days ago, and his promotion was only known to people around him.

Understand the gloating in Jintianshu's eyes.

Trouble is coming!

"Yes, can't I borrow a hood to wear it?" Xia Yu was quite afraid of trouble.

"Head hood?"

Tulip, Jintian Shun looked at him strangely.

"I said, is it necessary to be so low-key?" Jinda Shun was funny, "In the hunter's world, eating halberds is still the first rule, and the second rule is not law and order, but... power!"

"The power to make everyone afraid. You already have it, why do you still want to walk in a mask? Hidden your head and reveal your tail?"

Tulip said directly and ruthlessly: "I don't want others to think I have brought a bottle of food and drink."

Xia Yu shrugged, "Okay!"

He answered reluctantly, "If anyone is in trouble..."

Then he met Jin Tianshu's eyes, and the senior raised two fingers, "Remember, cooking skills, power!"

"These two things represent your status in the circle. The so-called Linhunter rankings are also the cooking skills rankings. After all, the stronger the hunting ability, the higher the level of ingredients."

"Um……"

With a response, Xia Yu entered the hotel lobby after following the two men's butts.

Suddenly, noise surged into my ears.

In the seemingly quiet hotel outside, just looking at the lobby, there were no empty tables and chairs. I glanced at the eyes and saw about one hundred people.

“Welcome, dear guests.”

Behind the curtain, there was a tall woman in a Mongolian robe, lowering her head slightly.

She looked up and saw the tulip. Jin Tian Shun, her eyes lit up obviously and she recognized her, "Oh, they are two noble friends!"

The woman's mouth curled up an arc, and then her eyes swept towards the full lobby.

Tulip nodded to the Mongolian woman, turned straight and headed towards a table where several hunters, rifles, and double-tube hunting sprayed on the table, which was scary enough.

You should know that even if Mongolia is alive, with the chaotic public security situation in Ulaanbaatar, you can hold firearms by registering at the police station, so hot weapons and other things are almost daily equipment in this land.

Of course, guns can't scare high-level hunters.

"It's a tulip!"

"That person is Jin Tianshu? Isn't the rumor that he was killed by Lei Zhe long ago..."

In fact, when the team entered the door, the tavern lobby was filled with whispers.

Seeing the tulips coming straight, the hunters on the table immediately stood up and took away the guns as if they were avoiding snakes and scorpions.

Xia Yu and Jin Tian sat down immediately. The Mongolian woman quickly removed the meals of a table of guests and served a large tray of food, including boiled beef and mutton, and milk tea for guests.

After sniffing his nose, Xia Yu was attracted by a bowl of hot milk tea.

He took the bowl and took a sip.

It is true that Mongolian milk tea is a dairy product, but it does not have a strong sweet taste of sugar cube. On the contrary, it has a salty taste that cannot be dissipated on the tip of the tongue.

The tea used is brick tea, which has a salty flavor. You may also add a trace of salt to season during the tea cooking process. Of course, a pot of Mongolian milk tea is not just milk, but tea leaves. Xia Yu also tastes the butter.

"Milk tofu?"

Suddenly, something strange and soft mixed into the tea and entered his mouth. The taste was very subtle. Xia Yu squeezed with his tongue, and a hint of sourness was rendered in the heat flow, making Xia Yu's expression subtle.

He knew about 'milk tofu', which is called 'Hu Ruda' in Mongolian. It is a daily food for Mongolian herders. It is made of horse milk, cow's milk or goat's milk. It is solidified and fermented. It is sour and sweet before eating it. It tastes sour and sweet, but it is more of a strong milk fragrance!

Dong.

After gently putting down the bowl, Xia Yu exhaled and his ears began to receive the sound of talking in the hall.

Some people are afraid of the tulips that rank high on the Lin Hunter List, and Jintian Shun, so naturally some are immune.

"Oh, look at who is here!"

"Our eighth and ninth crest hunter!"

A frivolous voice haha ​​said loudly.

So, the eyes gathered at the inner side of the tavern. There were 4 guests at this table, three men and one woman. The leader was a young man with a look of scattered appearance. His hair was wrapped in a hairband and his bangs were hanging down from his forehead, covering one eye and the other eye was filled with indifference.

He wore a sleeveless sweatshirt, and his physique was not quite strong, and he belonged to the strong category. His arms, which were as long as a monkey, were particularly conspicuous.

Among the four, the youngest young man seemed to be the leader.

"Indian?" Xia Yu uttered a whine when he heard the strange accent.

If you look at this table of hunters, it is not difficult to find that the composition of their team is even more bizarre, including Indians, Muhammad, and Mongolian strong men in Mongolian robes.

"Singer?" Tulip glanced over and then lowered his eyebrows and said to Xia Yu, "The twelfth hunter in the international world, the leader of the Lion King Mercenary Group."

"Note that those four people are all Lin-level!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Yu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It is hard to see a single-level chef on weekdays, but it is not bad for the kingly chef. If it is a food bully chef, it is even more rare.

"Kinda Shun, it turns out that you are not dead yet?"

The Lin Hunter, who is named Singer, has a young and lively appearance in the air, raised his glass from the air and asked with a smile.

Jintian Shun raised her glass, smiling and not smiling, "You are not dead, how could I die?"

"I hope you die, so that my ranking will automatically be promoted to one place, eleventh, and one position away from the top ten. It's exciting to think about it!"

"Hmph!" Jintian Shun put down his cup.

"By the way, your team has only three people? This third person... tsk, it's too tender!"
Chapter completed!