I, the Prince of Qin

　　But soon, the optic nerve cells in the eyes, after a collective distortion, seemed to have opened a spiritual vision, and it was like converting the cavalry into an infantry in the mind, after seeing the pile of unknown squares , the hidden truth.

　　What appeared in front of him seemed to be a series of exquisite palace dishes, the color of gold was tempting and coveted, and the squirming juice exuded a fragrance.

　　A burst of rising aroma lingered in the kitchen, and the roar of the dragon could be vaguely heard.It must be a delicacy that even the giant dragon in the sky covets.

　　As for the little golden dragon twitching in the corner of the kitchen, I'm sorry, but it can't get into his eyes at this moment.

　　His whole mind was occupied by the food in front of him.

　　He held up a quick purple bread, like holding the whole world.

　　……

　　Mo Zhe's trembling and sweating hands grabbed the handle of the toilet.

　　hold onto!Gotta get up!Don't let those "things" stay in the kitchen!

　　The five fingers were pale from exertion, and the constant shaking showed that the owner of the hand had done his best.

　　However, he still couldn't get up from the toilet.

　　Pfft - cluck cluck - whack - boom boom boom boom -!

　　A burst of dizziness came in front of him, and Mo Zhe managed to avoid fainting in the toilet, his memory was a bit confusing...

　　How did you get here... what happened?

　　...what happened just now...?

　　The incomparably chaotic memory, like the shady curtain hidden in history, finally emerged from the garbage heap of the subconscious, from the abyss of memory, a dark, green, shiny bubble, drilled to the surface. in consciousness.

　　...By the way, I took the First Emperor to the kitchen.

　　...she happily started cooking.

　　... memory loss...

　　...the five-clawed golden dragon that I had just caught from the fairyland, a symbol of imperial power, and I stole it for the first time in my life...

　　...the picture of the golden dragon knotted on the ground like a hemp rope...

　　...The First Emperor smiled and held a plate of ***** and let himself try it...

　　...the alarm sound of A Fang in my head...

　　... memory loss...

　　... memory loss...

　　"Boom!" Mo Zhe firmly grasped the toilet door handle again.

　　no!Those things are taboos that cannot appear in the world!We must go back quickly and destroy them!

　　"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh-"

　　puff puff - cuckoo puff puff-

　　"...Da, everyone, you can't touch the taboo-!"

　　Mo Zhe's weak voice could not stop the wheel of fate, rolling in.

　　……

　　"It's time for dinner! My honorable stomach has been waiting for a long time!" The current director of Chaldea, Goldruf Mujik, came to the cafeteria with a big belly.

　　Goldruff is a noble of the Law and Politics Section of the Magic Association. Under the instigation of Koyanskaya, that is, Su Daji, he bought Chaldea with all his property and became the new director of Chaldea.

　　After some twists and turns, he gradually acquired the ability of a qualified director, but the nature of stupid and cute foodies has not changed.

　　Not long ago, because of his greed, he stole the poisonous cake that Koyanskaya gave to Lixiang, and he died.

　　After Mo Zhe was rescued with the secondary elixir, he has been in recuperation. He didn't even attend several major meetings. His diet was as light as water all day. .

　　As the first person to come to the cafeteria, Goldruf opened his eyes and saw the Marseille K in front of him—a dish that could light up.

　　There is a pungent smell in the nose - no, a strong fragrance is pleasant, like the delicacy of Xianjia.

　　The head was dizzy for a while, and it was difficult to stand firm.

　　The saliva flowed out in confusion.

　　This, this, this is the fairy meal of the Yaochi in the sky in the oriental legend! ?Just smelling the smell can make people feel unsteady on their feet! ?

　　Goldruff's eyes were blood-red, and he staggered. He rushed to the table in three steps, and with trembling hands, he hurriedly scooped up a spoonful of black-bubbled soup.

　　"boom!"

　　New director of Chaldea, Goldruff, killed (not), at age 36.

　　"It's time for dinner." "What are you going to eat today?" "I don't know, it's all cheese bread lately, I really can't get my appetite." "When will it be Matthew's turn next time?" "After all, she is The only one among us who can cook and eat."

　　A group of people came to the cafeteria bustlingly, and when Li Xiang opened his eyes, he saw a strong black air, lingering at the entrance of the cafeteria.

　　"Senior, be careful!" Matthew suddenly showed his shield, blocking Lixiang's side.

　　"What a terrifying demonic energy!" Mustard young child covered her nose: "It's no less than the arrival of an outer god! Which immortal family has become a demon?"

　　Most of the people didn't understand Musta Hinako's words, but they all looked at each other as if they were facing a big enemy.

　　"The cafeteria...is there an enemy?"

　　Maintaining a high degree of vigilance, a group of people slowly opened the door of the cafeteria.

　　The door is very calm, there are no enemies, only some dishes that seem to be very normal, exuding a normal incomparable aroma.

　　"What, isn't it normal?" After the unprovoked warning, the crowd laughed, covered their hungry stomachs, and rushed into the cafeteria.

Chapter 397 Chapter [-] This is my cooking talent!

　　"You treat sugar as salt, cooking wine as water, chili peppers as vegetables, puffer fish as ordinary fish, and real fire (note: the heart is the king's fire, also known as the divine fire) to burn the meat through the bottom of the pot in an instant. Burn it into a pile of ashes, and the iron ashes mixed with coke still feel like you can eat it... What kind of cooking skills do you need to inject fairy energy into a pot of vegetables!?"

　　puff puff puff...

　　Mo Zhe's hand was still trying hard to grasp the handle of the toilet, his knuckles were turning white, and the other hand covered his stomach, roaring out of the door in a depressing manner.

　　He can think of it all, because of some shocks beyond common sense, the missing memory is recovering bit by bit.

　　Contrary to Mo Zhe's incomparably mournful tone, the First Emperor's righteous voice came from outside the toilet door: "The dishes I cook must be different from ordinary things. The dishes of the immortal family are all immortal. You can prolong your life and live a hundred years, and you will have a chance to peep into the heavens. The dishes with immortal energy are the dishes that shine, and the best dishes!"

　　The voice of the First Emperor outside the door was full of pride, and Mo Zhe seemed to be able to see her nose upturned across the door.

　　The first emperor probably never cooked at all, but this time the cooking was really just a whim.

　　As the saying goes, every line is like a mountain, it is like a great man who has made absolute achievements in certain fields, and he will naturally feel guilty in the face of a completely unfamiliar field.

　　And when you have made (think yourself) outstanding achievements in this unfamiliar field, this sense of achievement is naturally not comparable to success in the field you are good at.

　　Mo Zhe felt that if he did not die at this moment, he might lead to a world-scale catastrophe in the future!

　　At this moment, the first emperor has already experienced the joy of cooking, and he feels that he has a unique talent!If you leave it alone, it's all over!

　　"You... uh oh oh!... huh... you just inject immortal energy, why do you want to activate its spiritual wisdom!? It's just a pot of vegetables!!"

　　Yes, the first emperor's cooking has already opened up his intelligence, he has a basic IQ, and he even knows some spiritual spells and tricks.

　　This is why it looks so strange, but it can be seen by others as a delicious dish, or an ordinary normal food.

　　The innocent voice of the First Emperor came: "I'm sorry, it's easy, it's easy." In a flash, he defended: "But these are small details that are no big deal. Although the intelligence is turned on, it always thinks that it is a pot of vegetables and exists. The purpose is to be eaten, to bring satisfaction, happiness and joy to people with yourself. Isn’t that good?”

　　Mo Zhe almost didn't want to wipe his buttocks, so he rushed out and pressed the guy outside without self-awareness to the ground until he woke up. The pitiful stomach screamed again, and he could only continue to squat on the toilet, saying bitterly:

　　"But that guy from TM has actually started to cultivate immortals! A pot of vegetables has begun to cultivate immortals! It's just a pot of vegetables! And—MLGB's is a magic cultivator!!"

　　Mo Zhe will never forget for a lifetime, when the first emperor held the pot of vegetables in his hand, poured immortal energy into it, and activated his wisdom, the terrifying magic energy that surged out!

　　The thick fog generally overflowed to the ground and rushed into the sky with ferocious malice!

　　"Are you sure it's really edible!? Don't you want to try the dishes you made yourself!?" Mo Zhe regretted that he was a dog, so he believed her and helped her Take the first bite!

　　When the little golden dragon suddenly ate and rolled on the ground, he realized that something was wrong!Even in the face of the first emperor with a star-eyed, moving expression full of expectations, he should be tough to the end!

　　Outside the door, the first emperor snorted proudly: "The dishes I cook by myself must be delicious in the world, do you need to taste them?"

　　"Open your eyes and take a look! Why am I trying to eat for you, now I'm squatting on the toilet and I can't stand up!?"

　　In the face of Mo Zhe's cry of blood, Shi Huang tilted his head: "Are you unaccustomed to the soil and water?"

　　God TM is not acclimatized!

　　Mo Zhe covered his stomach.

　　Lixiang, everyone, be sure to recognize its essence!Chaldea cannot be completely destroyed here!

　　……

　　Imaginary submersible vehicle, canteen.

　　Li Xiang and the others looked at each other as they looked at the hot and fragrant food prepared by someone unknown.

　　"What happened to that terrifying feeling just now?" Several people looked left and right, but didn't find anything strange.

　　"Huh? Isn't that the new director? What is he doing crawling there?"

　　Someone found Goldruff Mujik who had come to the cafeteria ahead of time, pushed him up, and suddenly found that he was breathing weakly, with a weird smile on the corners of his mouth, drooling, and twitching slightly all over his body.

　　After a while, he couldn't determine what happened to the new director, and even Holmes couldn't see the clue, so he had to be sent back to the room.

　　The crowd looked at each other, and little Da Vinci had an idea, took out a special test strip, and inserted it into everything that could be called food.

　　Because of the poisoning incident by Koyanskaya last time, Chaldea was still more cautious about food.

　　But nothing happened on the test strip.

　　"Could there be an enemy lurking in?" Someone asked.

　　"I'll go to the monitoring room to see!"

　　"Let's eat something first. In order to prepare for the attack on Xianyang, everyone is starving. If it is a lurking enemy, I am afraid that the monitor will not leave any traces. I will find another way." Little Da Vinci said.

　　Mustard Hinako still covered her nose, and looked suspiciously at the entire cafeteria, as well as the meals in the cafeteria that looked exactly the same.

　　"Today's dishes are all the same? Could it be copied by magic, hahaha!" a staff member joked while covering his growling stomach.

　　As little Da Vinci said just now, in fact, everyone is really hungry.Everyone still trusts the conclusions drawn by Little Da Vinci's test paper. Although they are joking, no one thinks that there is a problem with the food, and they all start rushing to serve the meal.