Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

"System, are you poor and crazy? Have you done all these things? " McGonagall picked his eyebrows and looked at the glittering physical fitness package in his mind. His heart beat a little faster.

"Sorry, this system does not accept complaints." The system replied earnestly.

"It's OK. Maybe one day I won't accept making money." McGonagall's tone was more prosaic than the system.

"Host, the system thinks that making money is something that needs a lifetime of persistence and effort. If people don't make money, what's the difference between making money and a salted fish? There are many difficulties and obstacles on the way to become a kitchen god, but as long as you can adhere to the basic point of making money, no matter how many difficulties can be overcome, after the storm is the most brilliant rainbow. " The voice of the system suddenly some anxious, with a bit of encouragement and temptation.

"Salted fish? I think it's very good. I'm limited to buying a hundred copies every day. I fish for three days and dry the net for two days. If I'm not in a good mood, I don't ask for leave. Do you think this kind of life is very happy McGonagall's mouth, calm way.

"Next physical fitness point price: 50000 gold coins! Heaven slays the dragon, the sea subdues the demon, punches the troll, tramples on the devil, as long as you are willing to charge money, everything is possible! It's brother who comes here to be greedy... "The voice of the system pauses," sorry, I've been chatting. "

"50000 gold! You are stealing money McGonagall almost jumped out of his chair and managed to save $10 million to buy a physical fitness point. Unexpectedly, the next one went straight to $5 million.

The key is that this is the second physical fitness point. According to this ratio, the third one is at least 10 million, and it is likely to be more than 10 million.

"But... It must be admitted that it's really exciting to kill dragons and demons in the sea." McGonagall recalled the scene of cutting off the dragon's head with a sword in his memory, which made him feel a little hot blooded. This goal is a little more attractive than becoming a kitchen god.

Of course, McGonagall is determined to fulfill his promise to become a real Kitchen God.

However, the system has been a little bit skinny recently, so we must let him face up to his identity, and do not go to the house for three days.

After mutual silence for a while, the system prompts: "host, consciously touch the physical fitness package with spirit to activate, but..."

Before the end of the system, McGonagall's whole body was trembling, like an electric current from his head pierced his body, and then swam wildly in his body. All the cells were trembling in the thunder and lightning, like experiencing the baptism of thunder and lightning. The feeling of numbness spread all over his body, and even his tongue felt knotted.

"Ah." Abemia took back her hand holding Meg's shoulder. Subconsciously, she stepped back two steps. She looked at MEG in surprise. Her fingers felt numb. At that moment, it seemed that something came out of Meg's body and poked her fingers.

"How are you, boss?" She asked, looking at MEG with concern.

"I'm... I'm fine." McGonagall suddenly opened his eyes, his hair suddenly exploded, and he stood up one by one, as if he had become an explosive head. Looking back at abelmia, he nodded, and his expression was also a little confused.

"Are you really all right?" Abelmia asked hesitantly, looking at MEG, a little worried and a little ready to laugh.

"Well, it's OK. You go and clean up. I'll go out and be quiet." McGonagall nodded, got up and walked towards the door. He reached for the handle, and before he touched it, there was a thunderclap and a bang.

"What's the matter with boss Mai?" Abelmia still didn't know what happened, but she started to clean up the restaurant.

"System, you meow on purpose!" As soon as he went out, McGonagall growled in his heart. At that moment, he was electrified and doubted his life.

"Do you think I'm a little skinny, so I need electricity?"

"You think you are the king of thunder and lightning?"

McGonagall looked at the shadow in the sun, his head suddenly became bigger, his face muscles trembled and almost laughed with anger.

"Host, the system had intended to remind you, but your action is too fast. Before I finish, you have triggered successfully." There are some innocent voices in the system, but no matter how you listen, you feel a bit of schadenfreude.

McGonagall's expression stagnated. Just now, the system really seemed to have something to say, but he was a little anxious and directly turned it on. However, he was still a little annoyed and said, "but last time I added 0.5, there was no other reaction. Why do I need an electric shock this time?"

"The body of the host has almost reached the limit of human beings, but it has been eroded by drugs, magic and curse. Although the system has been thoroughly cleaned, if those sleeping and atrophied cells want to rejuvenate, they must have some external stimulation to wake up and activate rebirth. Electric shock is the most simple and effective method." The system carefully explained: "as for the first time, because the number of cells that need to wake up is not large, and they are on the surface, the current passing through is small, and the host has no obvious feeling."

"I see." McGonagall nodded, reluctantly accepting the statement, but soon his eyes were wide open, and he said, "lying trough! System, this is the second physical fitness point. I don't want it. In the later stage, will it be a thunderbolt? What he mews is that he's going to rob

"This system will try to ensure the host security." The system said quietly.

"Well, you let me be quiet." McGonagall said with a smile that he had MMP in his heart.

Firm and secure, and I think that krypton can enhance its strength steadily, but I didn't expect it to be as simple as what I imagined. Although the system should try to protect his safety as far as money is concerned, he thought that every time he was charged with electricity and the power level was gradually upgraded, he felt that he wanted something to make complaints about.

"If the power is not enough, will the system take an iron chain and use a hot air balloon to fly to the sky to attract thunder?" McGonagall made up his mind. Forget it. The picture is too beautiful to imagine.

After calming down for a while, McGonagall bowed his head and carefully felt the changes of his body. His fist clenched slowly. The feeling of weakness had completely disappeared. Instead, he felt strong and powerful, which was almost comparable to what he wanted in his previous life.

And it may be because of the stimulation of electric shock. Originally, the lean body was a little more muscular. Although it still looked a little thin, it didn't feel as weak as before.

"Is it because of the alien world that the standard state of a normal person's physical quality is almost the same as that of my previous life when I kept exercising?" McGonagall said to himself with some doubts. His eyes fell to the black and white weapons shop. As soon as his eyes brightened, he hesitated for a moment and went to the weapons shop.