The memory number of the target being raided is cleared.

Architectural dismantling of the old world.

A new dream-making space is formed.

New body generation.

Populate the hidden condition of the target of the attack.

Fill the Raider identity.

Populate the playbook environment.

The new dream-making space is stable.

[Dream Maker's strategy for a new layer, begins.] 】

Ouchi of the Imperial Palace.

East Palace, Study.

Qu Jincun, the prince of the Great Yan Kingdom, had been looking at the table for a full hour with his eyes half-lowered.

There were no pen, ink, paper, inkstones, and folding papers on the table, only a table full of sweets.

Rose peanuts, pine nut candy, cloud cake, longan lotus seed soup, lily and 100 seed cakes, assorted square cakes...... Ten plates, ten glass cups, a total of twenty sweets, filled the whole table, or flowers, or honey, or dried fruits The fragrance is rich and fragrant, so that the whole study is full of sweet and warm taste.

"Alas......" For no reason, Qu Jincun, the prince of Dayan, sighed.

"Your Highness?" The chief waiter on the side asked a little worriedly, "But it's not to taste?" ”

Qu Jincun didn't speak, picked up the lily and seed cake with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, squinted his eyes and chewed it carefully.

He didn't speak for the next half an hour, until he ate all the twenty sweets on the whole case, totaled hundreds of dim sum, and drank another longan lotus seed soup, and then sighed again.

"Ahh

Mr. Gao's back didn't dare to straighten up, but now he bent even lower.

"It's not this," Qu Jincun stared at the empty plate, his voice low enough that only he could hear clearly, "It's not that, it's neither." ”

What the prince said was inexplicable, and the senior manager, who had always thought that he was very sensitive, couldn't understand what the prince said at all.

"Although they are all sweet, they are always missing," Qu Jincun muttered, "the taste is not rich enough, not rich enough." ”

Mr. Gao could not comment on this.

These dim sum are carefully selected by the master of the imperial dining room, which is time-consuming and laborious.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince asked for a round of patterns every three days, and also asked for a unique shape and a rich taste...... After eating like this for many years, the dim sum in the imperial dining room can no longer meet the needs of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Qu Jincun himself seemed to feel that he was a little unreasonable, and he said to Mr. Gao calmly: "Pass another almond tofu, go." ”

Manager Gao retreated, and only Prince Qu was left in the study.

"Hungry."

A low sigh echoed in the study, and the owner of the voice sounded dazed and gloomy.

"Hungry ......"

At the same time.

It is also a royal palace.

Imperial Dining Room.

The master of the white case was reprimanding the apprentice with a white face.

It was a teenager dressed in the costume of a small chamberlain, with a thin body, a delicate face, and a pair of eyes that were radiant and quite smart.

"I have a pair of monkey paws, look at this lily and seed cake so badly!" While poking the head of the rolling pin = the young man's shoulder, the master of the white case said in a tone of hatred that iron does not become steel, "Little Mozi, master, I will point to you for the rest of my life to inherit the mantle, why do you learn so slowly?!" ”

Molly, who was honestly poked by a rolling pin=, hung her head down, endured the master's reprimand without saying a word, and her torture was stopped until the head of the East Palace, Grandpa Gao, walked in quickly.

"Hurry up, almond tofu," Manager Gao was even more anxious than Master Bai and his face was white, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not full, the monkey cubs are waiting carefully, this sweet is a snack!" ”

Master Bai Ying Cheng immediately started to do it, and Molly, who had been looking at the floor all the time, slowly raised her head after hearing the order conveyed by Manager Gao.