"I'm ready!"

Just as Nevenmore was busy sorting the reserves, Satania suddenly walked over. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"How are you dressed like this?"

Nevon Moore looked at Satania in amazement.

Now Satania is wearing a chef's costume that Nyven Moore has only seen on TV in her previous life, a tall hat and a white uniform, and she looks presentable.

"If you're going to cook, dress up appropriately to be etiquette."

Satania crossed her waist with one hand and rested the other hand on her chest, pleased with her outfit.

"Then, dinner will be handed over to you, the fresh ingredients are in the refrigerator, and it will take me a while to clean up here."

Nyvin Moore did not comment on Satania's persistence, and in his previous life he had also heard of the so-called great craftsman spirit, and some people with very good crafts had all kinds of strange persistence.

"It's an honor, this is the first time that the great Satania has shown her skills in front of others, if not in a good mood..."

Satania raised her head and became arrogant again.

"Yes, yes, thanks to the great Satania, go ahead, I'm hungry."

Nervemore waved his hand impatiently, and Satania often became arrogant for no reason, and Nervemore began to wonder if the other party's bloodline had the shadow of Lucifer.

Just like Nervemore itself has the bloodline of the lazy Balyl, under the influence of the bloodline, the personality will unconsciously move closer to them, so Nervenmore doesn't like to be in the limelight when he is in hell.

Otherwise, with the knowledge of Neven Moore's previous life, it's easy to behave differently in Hell because you're surrounded by demons who are excited about being late and deliberately throwing the wrong trash.

"It feels like the body is being hollowed out... I need games..."

Finally all the problems were solved, including the placement of the furniture in Satania's room, and Nyven Moore was about to collapse on the couch like a dried salted fish.

"Drink!"

The laptop on the table suddenly let out a teenager's shout, followed by the sword cutting through the monster's body, and the monster's wail.

"This ad is really terrible, the automatic pop-up window plus the scene display inside, can it only be said that it is worthy of a page game?"

Navin Moore clicked on the screensaver and found that a page game automatically popped up on the computer, which made him a little nostalgic for the major antivirus software in his previous life.

"Help..."

Neven Moore was still lamenting that the other player who appeared on the computer seemed to have been killed by a powerful boss and the sword was thrown aside, but that boss only had 1 HP.

"It's a pity, anyway, it's just idle to create a character to play."

Nyven Moore clicked casually, and the page immediately popped up with a prompt to create a character.

Because of his lazy nature, Nyvon Moore generally chooses a more brainless character, that is, a warrior or knight, which belongs to the kind of slash that can be cleared.

As soon as he created the character, Nervemore found that his character was standing next to the player who was fighting on the street, and the player happened to turn into light and go back to the city, leaving only the boss and Nervemore with only 1 HP.

Navin Moore subconsciously clicked the left mouse button, and the boss screamed and died, and by the way, the 5x5 grid items exploded, and Nervin Moore quickly picked them all up.

"It's a completely different routine."

Nyvin Moore checked his character's stats.

I accidentally got to level ten, and I picked up a lot of equipment, but I need to change classes to equip it, but there are no towns in this wilderness, and Nyven Moore needs to study it carefully.

"These materials aren't very good."

Satania came over with a large plate of strange things, and a pile of condensed salt on top of it, and the whole plate exuded an ominous black gas.

"Are you sure you can eat this thing?"

Nyven Moore looked at Satania with an unkind face, this time she used up at least a day's materials to condense such a.

"There's no way around it, who knows how the materials of the human world can be so fragile..."

Satania looked to the side nonchalantly and began to play dumb.

"Forget it, fortunately I have a backup move."

Nerwin Moore tossed the odd pile aside and pulled out the Peking duck he had bought at the supermarket.

"You go and wash one big bowl, two small bowls and five plates... I'll wash it, and you're not allowed to eat it secretly. ”

Originally, he was going to ask Satania to wash some dishes or something, but Nyvon Moore thought of the other party's unreliability, so he decided to wash it himself, and told this stupid demon before leaving.

"Humph! I'm not a schoolboy! Don't underestimate the dignity of a chef! ”

Satania waved her small fist at Nyvon Moore with some dissatisfaction, and the dignity of the chef Nevon Moore did not see it, only a pit.

"What does it smell like? It feels so tired..."

While Nyvenmore went to wash the dishes, Satania quietly began to eat.

This stupid demon was still disgusted after eating two slices of roast duck, and yes, Neven Moore himself knew how to eat Peking duck, so he threw away the pamphlet introducing how to eat it, and it was really not delicious if he ate it directly.

"The dignity of a chef is nothing more than that..."

Coming out with the plate and bowl, the corner of Nevenmore's eyes twitched, and then he slowly picked up the roast duck.

"Hey! I'm kind enough to test the poison for you! ”

Feeling offended to her dignity, Satania bared her teeth and claws.

"Why don't you try that plate of stuff from earlier?"

Nyvin Moore pointed out Satania's quibble.

"That's..."

Satania was asked, and she didn't know how to answer.

"Whoa, whoa... Well, it's not bad. ”

Rolled one up as he remembered and put it in his mouth, Nyven Moore showed a happy expression, the food in hell was terrible, and the ingredients over there were all extremely vicious and disgusting.

It doesn't taste very good, and it can only be said that making the demons remember to eat is a ritual that must be performed every day in the human world, and the demons only need to eat once a month.

"Hmm~ It's really delicious! It's better than pineapple buns! ”

Following the example of Navin Moore, Satania also rolled one and put it in her mouth, also intoxicated by the delicious food from China.

"There's soup too."

Nyven Moore poured another bowl of soup stock and tasted it carefully, this is the world he has been thinking about for a long time, the past ten years were completely supported by the demons who learned spells and played and watched the eyes.

Now that he has come to the world, with the second dimension and delicious food, he is already very satisfied.

"Wow~! This soup is delicious, too! It's better than soaking in water with pineapple buns! "Ahem! Ahem! ”

Hearing Satania's screams, Nyvenmore coughed violently.

This guy seems to know about pineapple buns, and has also developed a strange way to eat pineapple buns soaked in water as soup, which is really... Indescribable...