I Have a Big Problem with My Achievement System

This blood rice field is a square rice field with a length and width of about 50 meters. It looks like a large area, but in fact the yield is not very high, and there are not many ears of rice gathered.

After all, this thing is not a hybrid rice, there may even be dozens of grains of rice on a blood rice plant.

In addition, the school uniforms and jackets are all loose sportswear. The teenagers used four school uniforms to pack them, and filled all the trouser pockets, and directly plundered the rice ears in the entire field.

Nothing was wasted.

"Let's go, let's eat!"

Ji Ruoxi said happily.

He finally discovered that the [Absolute Sense of Direction] feature obtained before is a magical skill!

It may not be a coincidence that he came across this bloody rice field, but Ji Ruo's strong desire to eat was subtly corrected by his [absolute sense of direction].

After all, Ji Ruo has always been leading the way, which can basically rule out other people's luck factors, and Ji Ruo's luck is true. In his past and present lives, he didn't even hit the 'one more bottle' a few times.

After a while, a few people came to a small hill 800 meters away. The terrain here was open and there was little vegetation cover, but there was a depression on the top of the mountain, and a part of the mountain wall on one side even extended to cover it.

In the center of the depression, there is a small spring, which is simply a natural camping place.

Liang Shixian sighed with emotion: "Not to mention anything else, I am convinced of your ability to lead the way."

Ji Ruo grinned: "I'm a gold medal tour guide, how can I get here?"

Liang Shixian was amused: "I said you are fat, are you still out of breath?"

A few people squatted by the spring, scrubbing the blood rice and doing simple shelling.

Because of the lack of tools, several people rubbed it directly with their hands. Fortunately, the blood rice grains are larger than ordinary rice grains. Although it is a bit troublesome, it is acceptable.

What's more, this blood rice is also very beneficial to martial arts practice, everyone is very happy.

As night fell, a few people rubbed from dusk until late at night, starving with hunger, and finally rubbed enough for a meal. The fingers of the teenagers were stained with a blood-red color that was difficult to wash off for a while.

Then, they encountered a new problem.

"Here, how do you cook it? Eat it raw?" Liu Neng asked with some embarrassment.

Liang Shixian also made a difficult case.

They have no pot!

Moreover, this is the top of the mountain, and it is not suitable for lighting a fire.

Generally speaking, camping in the wild must light a bonfire, which can effectively avoid the invasion of wild animals.

But it is different in the secret realm, where there are all kinds of monsters or monsters, and many of them are not afraid of fire. Lighting a fire at night may have a certain expulsion effect, but it may also attract danger.

Ji Ruo thought for a while, gathered the processed blood rice in front of him, and stretched his hand in, barely covering his palm.

"Don't worry, I have a solution."

"any solution?"

"I know how to fry rice." Ji Ruo said mysteriously.

"???"

There is no pot or fire, what are you cooking?

Then a few people saw Ji Ruo inserting his hands into the processed blood rice and starting to stir fry it.

Several people:"???"

Liang Shixian and others were stunned when they saw the red glow from Ji Ruo's palms.

Iron Sand Palm, is that how it is used? !

"You little youngsters are usually pampered, and you can't even cook rice in the wild. This is not good." Ji Ruo quickly stir-fried the blood rice in front of him with the palm of his hand while talking.

At first glance, it looks like Ji Ruo is using the Iron Sand Palm to forcibly fry the rice, but in fact, he is practicing the Iron Sand Palm.

I don't know if it's because the quality of blood rice is higher than that of ordinary rice, but Ji Ruo was pleasantly surprised to find that every time he stir-fries, he can gain a little proficiency.

This is much faster than the previous fried ten times to increase the proficiency a little bit!

So Liang Shixian and others saw that with the stir-frying, the crimson color of Ji Ruo's palms became darker and darker, and the surrounding temperature also slowly increased.

They are all fascinated, it’s fine for you to fry rice with iron sand palms, why do you feel that you are still controlling the heat?

Could it be that you really want to fry these blood rice with iron sand palm?

However, what they don't know is that Ji Ruo is not controlling the heat, but that he has indeed improved.

Iron Sand Palm, which was originally at the level of entering the room, has gained a lot of proficiency with Ji Ruo's high-speed stir-frying, and has broken through to the level of mastery

And Ji Ruo also found that the iron sand palm he cultivated by the system seems to be a bit different from the iron sand palm in the conventional sense. His iron sand palm seems to have a setting for frying raw rice.

In the confused eyes of several people, the scent with a faint fishy and sweet smell slowly penetrated into everyone's nostrils. The blood rice, which was originally a little hard, was gradually softening, and the grains became fuller and crystal clear.

How is this really cooked?

Iron Sand Palm, can it still be used like this?

"After the martial arts test is over, I also want to learn iron sand palm." Zhang Quan whispered.

Liu Neng deeply agreed: "I want to learn too."

Holding the cooked blood rice cooked by Ji Ruo, Liang Shixian fell into deep thought.

He always felt that something was wrong—whether it was the textbook, the teacher's instruction, or the description of the iron sand palm martial art on the Internet, it seemed that it didn't have the effect of cooking rice?

"Ji Ruo, this."

"Don't ask, asking is development." Ji Ruo said cheerfully.

He knew what Liang Shixian wanted to ask, this was a tacit understanding between fellow academics.

"All right."

Liang Shixian sighed, although he was very puzzled, but it's not good to inquire about other people's secrets.

"Eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold."

As Ji Ruo said, he didn't pay much attention, and directly grabbed a handful of bloody rice and stuffed it into his mouth.

The other three also followed suit, regardless of their image or the dust on the bloody rice.

On the one hand, they were really hungry, and on the other hand, although they were all high school students, they were all warrior reserve soldiers after all, so they still had some ability to withstand stress.

Those who practice martial arts are not hypocritical people.

"Hurr~ Shu Tan!"

The blood rice was divided by several people, Ji Ruo rubbed his stomach and leaned against the mountain wall, feeling the warm current surging from his stomach, slowly melting into his limbs.

Although he didn't eat meat, his whole body was full of qi and blood, even more vigorous than before, and Ji Ruo's face was full of satisfaction.

After resting for a while, Ji Ruo got up and started practicing martial arts.

Practice basic body skills, basic boxing skills, and basic leg skills one by one.

Although these basic martial arts taught in high school have no special effects, they can relax the tendons, activate the collaterals, strengthen the muscles and bones, and aid in digestion.

With practice, the bloody rice in Ji Ruo's belly was digested, and the warm current turned into a hot current, causing a faint mist to rise above Ji Ruo's head.

The 'Martial Apprentice Level Experience Medicine' lived up to its reputation, and after just one meal, Ji Ruo felt that the strength of his sixth-level warrior was slowly improving.

And the remaining blood rice is enough to last for a day or two.

It's just that the area of ​​this mountain depression is not very large, and Ji Ruo can't do it well after practicing martial arts.

The night gradually deepened.

After exercising their muscles and bones, they arranged the order of vigil and planned to rest.

However, at this moment——

"Damn it! Who did this!"

A sudden scream from a distance startled several people, Ji Ruo looked in the direction of the sound, it seemed that it was coming from the bloody rice field.

I can still hear it after 800 meters, how loud does it have to be? Imported voice?

"Where is my blood rice! I have such a big piece of blood rice! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

The owner of that shrill cry couldn't bear the blow, and cried loudly.

Ji Ruo even wondered if this guy had mastered some kind of sonic martial art, and it was extremely powerful to be the first to win from 800 meters away.

Ji Ruo cheerfully said to several people: "Look, am I right? We leave the rice stalks for others. If they find out, they will definitely be moved to tears."

Several people:"???"

Are people so moved!

Liang Shixian resisted the strong desire to complain, and called several people to hide under the protruding mountain wall, hiding their figures in the shadow of the mountain wall.

The miserable screams that spread widely startled a large number of forest birds, and the guys who disturbed people's dreams were not welcomed anywhere. Where the sound comes from, it gathers and goes away.

Seeing so many monsters attacking, the screaming goblin didn't know what he was thinking. He cried and roared, "Is it you? It must be you! The blood rice planted by our tribe must be taken by you!" Steal it!

Little ones, copycats, kill them! "

Then the screams became more complicated, because they were a little far away, Ji Ruo and the others didn't know what happened there, but the situation was probably not very harmonious.

The goblin with a loud voice cried out: "Damn it! Our tribe saves food and money, and we don't even want to eat a bite of the prey we catch. They use it to nourish blood and rice. You actually stole it all from me!" gone!

Breaking the way of our tribe's advancement, we are uncomfortable, and you don't want to feel better too! Today I will die with you! "

When Ji Ruo heard the words, his expression was strange.

"Could this loud voice be that goblin leader? I suddenly have a feeling that if we go there again tomorrow, everyone will be able to read a book."

Three people: "."

Didn't the teacher say that the martial arts test is very dangerous?

Looking at the expressions of these people, Ji Ruo felt a little displeased: "What kind of eyes do you have? You have heard how fierce the fight was over there. The casualties must be very heavy tonight. Those are all scores in the martial arts test! Or nothing?" Lord, it would be a pity to leave it alone!"

Three people: "."

Although he is a monster and a monster, but we took the blood rice that he cultivated so hard, and use his corpse to collect test scores, isn't it a bit unkind?