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Chapter 42 Enjoying Klein's Craftsmanship
"boom!"

There was a sudden sound, like flames burning in firewood, crackling.

The objects in the eight directions turned into black powder, like ashes after burning, and spread automatically without wind on every line of the ceremony.

Klein's body tensed up instantly. He felt it!

Light! An infinite sea of ​​light!
What a great existence it is! Just a leak of its breath makes it so vast and boundless.

Klein's spirit was frantically warning him to flee from here! Flee from here!

"Hey, Lao Zhou, why are you so popular after not seeing you for a few weeks?"

A familiar voice sounded in Klein's ears, with a teasing tone.

Klein was stunned for a moment, and a sour feeling rose in his nose.

This is not Loen, not Hermetic, nor any other language in circulation today; it is Chinese!
This is Chinese! It is a language that has been passed down for more than 5,000 years. It is the hometown that he and Lao Huangtao have engraved into their bone marrow memories.

Klein quickly composed himself and replied to the man in front of him with a smile.

"Brother Lu, you have to reimburse the cost of this ceremony. I asked the captain for several weeks' salary in advance, and I also borrowed some from Leonard and Old Neil."

"Hahahaha, I can't believe it. If Miss Justice and the Anti-Political Commissar knew that Mr. Fool, whom they keep so secretive and regard as a god, actually wanted to advance a few pounds of salary, what kind of expressions would they have?"

Lu Heng restrained his breath and cleaned up the traces of the ritual on the ground, but he did not forget to continue teasing Klein.

His delicate face was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, with gold and red colors intertwined at the collar to form a mysterious square pattern. He was wearing a platinum-colored windbreaker with a red-gold lining. His temperament was elegant and mysterious, yet also warm and sunny.

"Stop talking, I feel like my toes are digging into the ground just thinking about it."

Klein's eyes froze for a few seconds, and he subconsciously imagined it. He quickly waved his hand, an embarrassed look on his face.

Lu Heng sat casually in Klein's bedroom, flipping around and looking around. Just as he walked towards the desk and was about to reach out and pick up an open notebook.

Klein quickly reached out his hand, one step ahead of him, and turned the notebook upside down on the desk.

“Isn’t this a diary? You really wrote down what was in your heart?” Lu Heng looked Klein up and down.

“Just some notes.” Klein closed the notes expressionlessly and stuffed them into the bookshelf beside him.

"Come on, stop rummaging around, let's go downstairs and have lunch. I'll let you taste my cooking!"

Klein pushed and shoved Lu Heng out of the room.

As soon as I walked out of the room, an enticing aroma wafted out, and the scent of meat and spices filled the entire house.

In order to successfully perform the ritual magic, Klein sealed the entire room, so he couldn't smell the fragrance.

"Well, Lao Zhou, I thought you were going to give me some stargazing pie!"

Lu Heng patted Klein's shoulder, feeling a little bit incredulous and a little touched.

"I didn't expect it to smell so good, did you make it?"

"I just prepared the ingredients in advance and told Melissa how to cook."

Klein looked at Lu Heng's slightly exaggerated expression and suddenly felt a headache.

In the living room, a man with black hair and brown eyes, who looked somewhat like Klein but had a slightly higher hairline, was reading a newspaper on the sofa.

A girl with a thin and slightly pale face but shiny skin, exuding the aura of a young girl, was fiddling with the mechanical product in her hands, occasionally looking towards the kitchen.

Klein walked down while talking to Lu Heng. "Melissa, Benson, this is the friend I was talking about."

Klein introduced them.

Lu Heng handed the gift in his right hand to Benson and saluted to the two with a smile.

Wait, when did you prepare the gift? Klein was a little surprised.

But Benson and Melissa's expressions did not change at all, as if the gift had always been in Lu Heng's hands.

"I am very honored to be a guest at Klein's home, and I am also very honored to meet you two."

"Klein often mentions his brother and sister, saying that you are the warmest harbor in his heart."

Klein was confused. How did they start chatting? Didn't they consider that I, the person involved, was still here? This was really embarrassing.

"Thank you very much for your visit. Thank you for taking care of Klein at work. He often told us that he has two friends he trusts very much."

Benson didn't ask why Lu Heng came out of the bedroom with Klein. He smiled in return.

Although Melissa's eyes showed confusion, she did not ask on the spot.

"Today's lunch was made by our family. It's a delicacy that even a curly-haired baboon can't resist."

Benson led Lu Heng to sit down at the dining table and poured him a glass of ginger beer.

Klein and Melissa served delicious dishes to the table, steaming and fragrant, tempting people's appetite.

[Seared meat and fish][Beef stew with potatoes][Lamb stew with tender peas][Vegetable and oyster soup][Oatmeal bread][Fruit pudding]

Soft and waxy potatoes, sweet carrots, and spicy onions garnish the broth.

Green basil leaves, green lettuce heads and white radish cubes are hidden among the meat pieces.

Breads with the aroma of cereals, puddings made with fresh fruits, and soups full of coastal characteristics.

Various mixed aromas compose a rich food prelude: it is the enchantment of boiled beef, the obvious and lasting stimulation of mashed potatoes, the entanglement of vegetables and oysters, the richness and freshness of peas and lamb, and the sweet and crispness of fruits.

Benson took a piece of oatmeal bread first and poured the thick soup wrapped in lamb meat on the bread.

The host enjoys the food first to avoid embarrassment and restraint on the part of the guests.

So the family feast officially began.

Lu Heng forked a piece of beef and put it in his mouth to chew. The aroma of meat and juice lingered, and he felt that it was soft and tender yet still chewy. The slight taste of salt, the light sweetness of radish, and the spicy aroma of basil together stimulated the deliciousness of the beef itself.

His eyes lit up and he continued to immerse himself in the delicious food.

……

Second floor bedroom.

Lu Heng sat on the edge of the bed, with the five fingers of his right hand grasping in the air. The flying lines entangled into irregular objects, lying quietly in Lu Heng's palm, feeling a brand-new power system in a perfect state.

The method of absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon and the vitality of the outside world is no longer effective. The laws of the mysterious world have natural limitations and will lead to some difficult troubles and dangers.

This is not a burden for Lu Heng. After all, there should be nothing in this universe that can pollute him, the God of Light.

But it’s different for Klein. If he practices according to the path of the world of Shrouding the Sky, he will definitely be polluted and distorted, and eventually become an out-of-control monster.

(End of this chapter)