Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

Chapter 420

“I originally said that after I saw you, I could get the information I wanted.” Dorn said with certainty.

However, what he said was not entirely true.

In fact, the original God only gave him the task of “going to see [the plague]”.

As for what to do after meeting, what will happen.

Sorry, I didn’t say anything.

The old riddle man.

If you didn’t say it at first, then guess for yourself.

Since [Plague] is an ally of the original creator, then I, the original divine envoy, came to meet with him, and should be able to obtain some intelligence among the gods.

Especially about the old colleagues of [Plague], the evil gods of the apocalypse.

Secondly, there may be a wave of substantial help.

It was like the original God who helped him consecrate the materials seized from the green crow man.

“In addition, this time I must try to feed [Plague]. I missed the opportunity to feed the Primordial God in the afternoon. I regret it when I think about it.”

“With the God of Cooking Profession, the mechanism for harvesting [cooking power], God knows what kind of benefits will be gained after feeding a god-level object.”

At the same time, Donn didn’t forget to remind himself like this in his heart.

Cthulhu Big Sister, after listening to Dorn’s half-truths, she looked like she took it for granted, she didn’t doubt it at all, or she felt that there was no need to question it:

“Information? The original God himself didn’t answer your doubts well, but instead recognized you as me?”

“But think about it, it was very busy at the beginning. He was distracted to pay more attention to the miraculous land, and there would be any problems with it if it is uneven.”

Dolores’s remarks were an understatement, but Dorne heard it very seriously.

It sounded that the original god seemed to be busy with something important and couldn’t spare much energy to watch the miraculous place.

Moreover, if he is busy with this matter, if he is not paying attention, there will be a big mess.

“So, after I met Yuan Chu in the white space in the afternoon and asked a series of questions. Yuan Chu God feedbacked back those scribbled [reconsideration] words, is it actually not a sign of being impatient with me?”

“It’s because he allocated his energy to focus on the white space, so that he couldn’t fully focus on the things at hand, and there were some signs of loss of control, so he had to leave a string of [reconsideration], and then he could concentrate on the things at hand.”

Don’s thoughts diverged slightly.

He thinks his idea is very possible.

In combination with the original and last act of rashly giving the home address of [Plague] to own, isn’t it just to signal to myself, all the questions I didn’t have time to answer just now are all used to ask the twenty-fifth Cthulhu!

Asking the evil god Big Sister sister, she became more justified and confident!

“What information do you want to know?” Dolores began to ask.

“There is a lot of information about the apocalypse, the secret truth about this world, and any other information you think I should have. If you can tell me, I want to know all of them.”

Dorn didn’t set the scope of the information he wanted too deadly.

What stands out is that I want it all.

“Yeah~ Then there is a lot of stuff to talk about.” Dolores nodded in a subtle tone, and the white covering her face swayed slightly following his movement.

Then he turned his head, and his gaze under the white gauze should have been cast on Vivienne, who had an outsider expression beside Donne: “Little Sister, I will borrow your god-envoy for a while and talk a little bit. ,you do not mind?”

“Well?”

The fairy Miss suddenly raised her head like a wary rabbit, and looked up and down Dolores’ perfect figure with her lake-blue eyes.

Why do you want to whisper?

I think that when I was whispering with Dorn, I was going to tiptoe and approach Dorn’s ear to talk.

Although with the height of the big sister of the evil god in front of her, she didn’t necessarily need to tiptoe to complete this action.

However, the fairy Miss expressed his concern.

It always feels dangerous!

What if Big Sister, the Cthulhu Big Sister who can’t see the details, will eat people!

Vivian squeezed the ebony staff and was about to speak out.

On the other side of the long table, Dolores pressed her right hand on “Alice’s Bedtime Reading”, and her expression under the white gauze seemed to have a smile like nothing:

“Don’t worry, just borrow it for a short while. And it’s guaranteed to be complete and innocent will be returned to you.”

The symbol made up of geometric figures on the cover of the Dark Red Reader flashed.

Afterwards, Dolores and Dorne in the wooden house disappeared, leaving only Vivian with a bewildered look.

After probably reacting for a few tenths of a second, the fairy Miss trot forward, trying to communicate with Alice in the book.

The communication of thoughts goes smoothly.

White Alice: “Wow! I was forced to come to the palace in the kingdom area. What happened?”

Black Alice: “I can’t go back to the lake center for the time being. This should be done by my mother. Dorn and his mother are staying in the castle now, but I don’t know what they are doing.”

Fairy Miss has a big alarm bell in her heart.

If you use those strange vocabulary that Dorn is accustomed to using to describe the current situation-

I seem to have been stolen in person!

…

Story world.

The castle in the heart of the lake.

“Why did I get into the book?” Dorn was a little dazed and wary.

Of course he knew that he was now forced into the story world by the evil god Big Sister sister.

However, when he was taken by him, he hardly felt any resistance, and could not tolerate any resistance, which was completely different from the situation when he was taken by Alice before.

“”Alice’s Bedtime Book” was created by me. Isn’t it reasonable for me to use this?” Dolores, who stood at a certain distance from Dorn, smiled.

“Uh…it is reasonable. What about that Alice? I feel like she is not in the castle.”

“I sent her to the golden building outside the forest, so as not to interrupt our next conversation. By the way, I didn’t build those buildings outside the forest before. Alice built it herself, but you are here. Made?”

“It should be Alice herself.”

“It seems that the child’s aesthetics still needs to be cultivated.”

Dolores sighed, and naturally sat down in the master’s seat of the hall.

Behind him is the staircase leading to the second floor, the oil portrait of Dolores herself hanging on the staircase platform.

The characters in the portrait overlap with the characters in the living room of the castle now, and there is no change at all.

“Please sit down.” Cthulhu Big Sister greeted Donne with a master gesture, “It’s been a long time since I came to the castle. It seems that this place has changed quite a bit. I should give you a cup of tea at this time. After all, we will have There is a lot to say-if there is tea here.”

“Tea is available, in the kitchen.” Dorn sat down in the guest seat relentlessly.

Although before, the main seat of the hall seemed to be his seat.

However, since Dolores is the creator of “Alice’s Bedtime Reading” and Alice, this independent space story world is probably made by his hands.

He has sovereignty here, but he really can’t fault it.

Patter.

Cthulhu Big Sister slightly snapped her fingers.

The tea cans and tea utensils in the kitchen flew out by themselves, and the kettle automatically jumped on the stove to heat up.

It seems that as the creator of this place, Dolores has a higher authority to control this space.

When Alice controls the things here, she has to give verbal instructions. He estimated that just relying on the mind is enough, and it is difficult to guarantee that the action of snapping the fingers is not redundant.

Maybe it’s just because it’s more handsome.