Today’s live ammunition practice gave Mag a better understanding of this assault rifle.

First and foremost on the lethality, this assault rifle could hit any fatal positions within 10 kilometers and could kill a 10th-tier giant dragon.

Of course, most 10th-tier powerhouses had very acute senses. They would sense something after being locked on to, and so they wouldn’t be killed so easily.

The maximum lethal distance for 7th-tier and above was 30 kilometers. Its power decreased obviously after 30 kilometers.

Secondly, the gun sight that looked very technologically advanced, would automatically measure and calculate the environment. It replaced the job of the observer and made the job of solo combat more simple and efficient.

However, when your target was a live object and a powerhouse, an outstanding sniper still had to learn how to anticipate, make the bullet travel over tens of kilometers and accurately hit the brain of the target.

Depending on his powerful spiritual power and vast combat experience, Mag’s anticipation was stronger than the majority of people.

However, this experience needed a high intensity of practice and couldn’t be achieved in a day or two, so he still had to do more practicing.

To Mag, who was half a native, the strongest feeling that this gun gave him was: the times had changed.

This was an assault rifle that could kill a 10th-tier powerhouse. A normal human could depend on the support, find a suitable sniper location, find his target with the sight and press the trigger to complete the kill.

Moreover, locking in the target with human sight, without the assistance of the rifle, would make it even harder to detect.

30 kilometers was already beyond the Rodu palace’s area of alert.

“Underground City. It really makes one look forward to it…” Mag landed on the balcony lightly and gazed at the ground.

He wondered how that world under the ground looked like.

Cyberpunk? Or a utopia?

Even though Xi looked like a robot without any emotions, given her obsession with the red braised pork, she had revealed a bit of her humanity. It was more likely that she was putting on a prim and proper front.

Furthermore, there were no obvious mechanical limbs on her and she didn’t display any extreme ideology. Overall, he could still interact with her normally.

Apart from this gun, what did the world in Underground City look like? Mag was increasingly curious about that.

Mag wasn’t in a rush to return to his room to rest after showering, instead he went to his study to write an article.

He had deemed himself as an amatuer food reviewer in his previous life and believed that his level was way above those food reviewers who could only use beautiful but meaningless words.

However, thinking back on the words that he had used previously, he almost couldn’t contain the urge to go back and beat himself up.

Those words that he used back then had all become his retribution now…

He gave up on his domain of being a harsh reviewer. Mag had transformed into a culinary tutor now.

It was much easier to make the words look lively and easy to understand, making the readers want to try it out for themselves, buy the ingredients and cook it themselves, rather than dissing it.

After writing the article, Mag read it out loud a few times, corrected a few details and words, and copied it out once before he considered the work done.

Putting down the pen, Mag looked out of the window. The sky was beginning to turn bright and the morning sun dyed half the sky red.

It was a new day again.

He put away the article which was meant for the 10 magazine presses that he had promised two days ago. This time, he was going to teach them how to cook red braised pork.

The eggplant with garlic sauce was a vegetarian dish, while the red braised pork was a meat dish, so they were both suitable as a meal for one.

Of course, it would be perfect if a soup dish was added to them.

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The “Buddha Jumps Over the Wall” was too extravagant and not suitable for normal families to cook daily.

It would hurt if they made a mistake at home with so many high-end ingredients.

It had to be a simple soup like the tomato and egg soup, which was easy to learn and delicious.

Mag himself craved the tomato and egg soup after thinking about it.

After a cold shower, he felt energetic instantly.

Changing into his chef’s suit, Mag went downstairs to prepare for breakfast.

Mag didn’t get the recipe of the tomato and egg soup from the system, but he felt that he could make such a simple dish himself without the system.

In the world of tomato and egg soup, there has always been a controversy of frying the eggs first or frying the tomatoes first and then adding the eggs in.

Mag had tried both methods before, and neither was better than the other. It all depended on the individual’s preferences.

After frying the eggs with pork lard, the soup would taste better and richer.

And, pouring the eggs into the boiling soup before turning off the fire and scrambling the eggs, would give one a smooth egg drop soup. Its texture would be excellent and it would taste sweet and sour.

Only children got to choose. Mag decided to make the tomato and egg soup with both methods.

On the breakfast table, everyone looked at the two big bowls of egg drop soup in a daze.

“Father, is it a new dish?” Amy asked Mag.

The others looked at Mag too.

Mag nodded. “Yes. I suddenly had an idea this morning. This is my first attempt. I used two different methods. Please try it.”

The birth of every new dish needed brave souls to be its testers and provide their valuable suggestions.

Amy pointed to the egg drop soup and said, “Its color looks beautiful, so it should be quite tasty. I want that one which looks as pretty as a flower.”

“Alright, I’ll scoop a bowl for you.” Mag scooped a bowl of egg drop soup for Amy. The whirls of egg in the soup had indeed made this soup look better than the soup in which the eggs were fried.

“I think this bowl smells nicer, so I’ll try this bowl.” Miya picked up the ladle and got herself a bowl of tomato and egg soup.

Everyone made their choices and the two bowls of soup were soon all taken.

“Hoohoo…”

Amy blew on the spoon gently before feeding it into her mouth.

The sweet and sour taste spread in her mouth instantly, making her eyes light up. The smooth egg drops made a round in her mouth before gliding down her throat, leaving behind a faint aroma.

“It’s so delicious,” Amy said before drinking the soup one spoonful after the other. She made it look so delicious that it piqued the others’ appetite.

Miya held onto the bowl and blew at it gently before taking a sip from the bowl.

The rich aroma of the egg spread in her mouth and the aroma of the pork lard and fried egg, together with the sweet and sour tomatoes, woke up the taste buds that had been resting for the night.

It was a scrumptiousness that was irresistible!

The perfect savory taste, tasted comfortable even in the morning.

Miya finished half a bowl before she could say with amazement, “The fried egg soup is delicious too. I never expected that egg drop soup could be made this way as well.”

Firis looked at Mag with admiration. Even a simple egg could be transformed into amazing dishes in Mag’s hands.