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Closing his eyes, Lin's eyelashes trembled as he let out a heavy sigh.
Then, Lin slowly opened his eyes again and reopened the shop, murmuring to himself, "What I can do is only this. Whether they can survive depends on their fate."
Lin's fingers continuously tapped on the virtual screen. After half a minute, he stopped tapping and found a large bottle in his hand.
It was a bottle, or rather, it would be more accurate to describe it as a Can. This extra-large Can was made of transparent glass and contained more than half a can of green liquid that looked thick and gelatinous.
【——Item Introduction——】
【Low-Level Cultivation Solution】
【Price: 100|per bottle】
【Introduction: This is just a life essence extracted from Advanced life planets (diluted), which can maintain the vitality of life to the greatest extent. It is a good nutritional solution.
(Rare organisms can survive anywhere as long as you provide them with enough cultivation solution.)】
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This type of liquid is generally used to cultivate species that are not suitable for the current environment; it is the most reasonable solution provided by the System.
Lin did not know if this method would be effective, but he had to try, seeking only a sense of peace for himself.
Even if it was just self-deception, people sometimes do this to comfort themselves; perhaps Lin just wanted to alleviate his guilt.
Carefully lifting the white Turtle Eggs, Lin gently placed them into the 【Low-Level Cultivation Solution】 and then sealed the glass lid.
Watching the white Turtle Eggs sink into the culture medium, suspended in the center of the liquid, Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Life and death are fated; I have done all that I should."
Lin placed the glass Can in a corner and turned his head again, his expression returning to calm. Next, he was going to do what needed to be done.
...
Lifting his right hand, he took up Willow Whisper and shook it lightly. It had been a long time since he had moved his right hand, and he felt somewhat unaccustomed.
In his right hand, Willow Whisper was still shaped like a silver flower.
Compared to Lin's left hand, his right hand was more agile; after all, he was used to using his right hand. The left hand was only used for practicing the Left-Handed Blade.
If one were to truly differentiate between the two hands, it would be like this: the left hand, due to the presence of the Left-Handed Blade, was faster and could handle heavier tasks; while the right hand, where Lin had honed his knife skills for over a decade, was better at mastering subtle techniques.
"Swish swish swish!"
Three silver flashes passed by as Lin maneuvered Willow Whisper through the abdomen of the Willow Leaf Turtle. The speed wasn't too fast; it was still visible to the naked eye, but the angles were extremely tricky. With three cuts, Lin's wrist twisted dozens of times.
Willow Whisper pierced through the internal organs of the Willow Leaf Turtle, which had been completely cleaned out.
Next, Lin tossed the internal organs into a nearby trash bin, leaving only the Gallbladder of the Willow Leaf Turtle. The rest were considered waste for Torrent and were naturally discarded.
The Gallbladder was placed in a safe for preservation. Although it wasn't an ingredient for this dish, it had its own unique uses.
The next steps were much simpler, as Lin was quite familiar with these tasks.
First, he used a large Azure Porcelain Bowl to place the chunks of Willow Leaf Turtle meat inside, then washed them thoroughly with Clear Water, repeating the process three times. This was Lin's habit when cleaning ingredients.
He turned around, lit the stove, and placed an Iron Pot on it, bringing the Clear Water to a boil over high heat.
With a slotted spoon in his right hand, he swiftly scooped the meat chunks from the Azure Porcelain Bowl. Despite having only one hand, Lin's movements were still smooth and fluid.
Moments later, the water in the Iron Pot began to boil, bubbling vigorously.
"One, two, three..."
From the moment the water started boiling, Lin began counting. His brow furrowed slightly, and the muscles in his right hand tensed up like a player on the court waiting for a serve.
"Ten!"
At the instant he reached ten, Lin's right hand moved swiftly. The slotted spoon shook as the meat chunks bounced on it.
"Plop! Plop!"
The meat chunks fell into the boiling water, splashing droplets everywhere.
This was the process of blanching meat, aimed at removing impurities and blood from it. It required great experience and keen eyesight; too long would cause the meat to lose its essence, while too short would leave impurities behind.
As the meat entered the pot, Lin's focus intensified. He kept a close watch on the chunks in the pot, continuously tapping the edge of the pot with his slotted spoon, producing a crisp clinking sound.
Clear Water began to show some white foam, with black substances floating and some grease present.
White Mist rose, and Lin squinted his eyes tightly. He suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure in his heart, and everything in front of him became a bit blurry...
Was it that his body was starting to give out? Or was the importance of the dish putting too much pressure on Lin?
Lin didn't have the time to ponder these questions. He immediately activated Divine Sense, and the scenery before him became clear again.
After just a few breaths, a gleam burst from Lin's eyes as he lowly shouted, "Now!"
His right hand moved again, transforming the ladle in his hand into a Silver Dragon, which deeply probed the bottom of the pot and swiftly scooped up the contents with remarkable agility.
Looking at the chunks of meat in the ladle, not a single piece was missing. With just one scoop, he managed to retrieve all the meat!
The ladle and meat were placed into a Sea Bowl. Normally, he wouldn't need to take this extra step, but today he only had one hand, making it feel incredibly cumbersome.
Knowing that his movements were limited, he acted even more quickly, using speed to compensate for the loss of his left hand.
He lifted the pot, poured in water, then switched to a Clay Pot, filling it seven-tenths full with Clear Water.
He reignited the fire and boiled it vigorously to preheat the water in the Clay Pot before gently placing the chunks of meat inside.
Covering it with a lid, Lin immediately grabbed Willow Whisper and chopped up the Scallions and Ginger that had been prepared on the cutting board. With a few swift cuts, he turned the scallions into segments about the length of finger joints and sliced the ginger into large, even pieces.
He lifted the lid and added the scallion segments and ginger slices into the pot. After hesitating for a moment while pinching a handful of Fine Salt, Lin shook his hand a few times and reduced the amount of salt to half of what he usually used.
Because this dish, "Torrent," is not about pursuing flavor but rather about seeking ultimate energy, Lin did not want salt to ruin its original taste.
Covering the Clay Pot, Lin turned the heat to a gentle simmer.
With a slow simmer, he only waited for the final step to add the Crimson Spirit Fruit.
This dish is very special, so Lin could only use the clear broth method to maximize the original flavors of the ingredients and ensure that their essence was released without being destroyed.
While clear broth may seem simple in procedure, it is actually quite the opposite; its difficulty is much higher than other methods.
Clear broth emphasizes the expression of original flavors. Although the process is not complicated, it tests the chef's experience and understanding of the essence of the ingredients.
Understanding the ingredients, Lin knew that this time he was just cramming at the last minute, so he could only focus on mastering the timing and process.
The Crimson Spirit Fruit was also exchanged from the marketplace by Lin. It was about the size of half a fist, round and translucent red, shining like a red light bulb under the sunlight.
When slightly shaken, one could see the juice sloshing inside.
This herb is somewhat similar to a tomato; it has a lot of juice. Therefore, Lin believed it should not be added to the pot with the meat chunks but only after simmering for a while.
Although all that remained was waiting, Lin Yi did not dare to relax for a moment. He stared at the Clay Pot without blinking, his fingers tapping against his thigh.
The most meticulous countdown began...
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