"That's what you've come to after studying the octopus whiskers?" Irina looked at McGonagall suspiciously.

"Yes, given that your current strength has been greatly improved, it is a bit difficult, so, I decided to eat it." McGonagall nodded earnestly.

"You want to eat that guy?" Irina's delicate eyebrows furrowed, and the thought of the slimy octopus monster with full eyes made her feel a little disgusting, let alone eat it.

"Yes, after my experiments, the tentacles of this octopus monster are actually a very good ingredient, and it has the characteristics of renewing and growing, the taste of the first tentacles may be a little worse, but the taste of the tentacles that have just grown will be very good, and far better than the freshness of ordinary seafood." McGonagall nodded, and the system used that tentacle to cultivate a half-finished Doomsday Dominator, and used it to conduct a lot of hardcore experiments.

"So...... Have you already eaten it? Irina's expression became a little complicated, and she subconsciously took half a step back.

"As a qualified chef, the exploration of ingredients never ends." McGonagall said indifferently, of course he couldn't tell Irina about the existence of the system.

Irina thought seriously for a while and asked, "Then have you explored sheep dung?" ”

McGonagall shook her head slightly and said, "There is no sheep dung, but the cat poop coffee is indeed good." ”

"So...... The ugly duckling's toilet is so clean every day because ......" Irina took another half step back, her eyes widening.

"No, the ugly duckling's toilet is fully automatic, it has nothing to do with me, this cat coffee ......" McGonagall looked at Irina, who was slightly frightened, and suddenly realized that she might have misunderstood, and quickly waved her hand.

"Okay, I'll keep it a secret for you about eating cat." Irina interrupted McGonagall with a complicated expression.

"Thank you......" McGonagall thanked in a wordless manner.

"Now is not the time to discuss whether this octopus monster can be eaten or not, you said that only my holy light magic can cause substantial damage to it, but the strength is insufficient, but I am already the only light archmage on the Nolan continent, doesn't it mean that we have nothing to do with it?" Irina asked with a frown.

"So far." McGonagall nodded.

"And how did its head get cut off? Where is the rest of the body sealed? ”

"This ......" McGonagall was slightly stunned, this octopus monster's head was as huge as a small mountain, then his body must be even bigger, how did those people cut off its head back then and seal it?

"Perhaps, level ten is not really the upper limit? At that time, there were magicians and powerhouses of various races who were more powerful than the tenth level on the Nolan Continent, and they worked together to divide and seal these demons? McGonagall's thoughts became clearer.

"So, the gods in the legends of the various races are not just legends, but may be a group of top powerhouses above the tenth level that really existed back then?" Irina's eyes are also getting brighter.

"If the Goddess of Light really exists, and can rely on spells to form a connection with you, thus giving you the power of Holy Light, then her strength must be above level ten." McGonagall nodded.

"But where are we going to find these gods and ask them to kill or seal these demons who are about to get out of trouble again?"

"We can't be sure that these gods, like the devil, will survive for countless years without dying, and we don't know how to love them, as we've discussed before." McGonagall shook her head slightly.

"Maybe I should go back to the Forest of Winds."

"Huh?"

"Regarding the goddess of life, the elven queen may know some secrets that others don't know." Irina said calmly, "And the Tree of Life should be the existence most related to the Goddess of Life. ”

McGlossy thought for a moment, nodded and said, "I'll let Ah Zi take you over." ”

"Okay, I'll leave tonight and I'll be back early tomorrow morning." Irina nodded slightly.

"Stay safe, Helena hates you the most right now." McGonagall said.

"If I had the chance, I'd like to slash her." Irina gestured with a knife.

……

McGonagall returned to the dining room, poured herself a glass of water, and sat by the window thinking.

Trying to find the Elder Gods is one way, and how to break through the ten-level cap is another way to save the world.

Of course, his top priority now is to restore his strength to level ten first, and then think about how to break through level ten.

"System, I think this main line is a bit crooked? I'm just a kitchen god candidate, so why would the task of saving the world fall to me? Can you correct the normal direction of the world, such as getting rid of the superfluous old rulers so that I can focus on being a good chef again? McGonagall grumbled in her head.

"Host requests are not within the purview of this system!" The system replied calmly.

"Why don't you ask your superiors for instructions? If this world is destroyed or plunged into war, then I will not be able to complete the ultimate task of spreading food. McGonagall flickered.

"In order not to be questioned by superiors about their ability to work, this kind of thing is impossible for the system to do! Do you think I have a big G? The system said quite arrogantly.

"You don't have it, I have it, isn't it a big G, I'll buy it for you."

"Hehe, I'm sorry, your big G can't enter the Forbidden City."

“？？？”

McGonagall was a little confused by the system's answers.

"You just need to know so much, or the system might be solved." Before McGonagall could ask, the system was already gagged in his mouth.

McGonagall frowned slightly, realizing that things were not simple.

He didn't even dare to talk about the existence of the system, he could only act as if he didn't know what to do, and he didn't dare to ask anything.

Of course, the calculation of letting a higher-level existence eliminate the Doomsday Ruler is a failure, and this system is of little use.

It didn't take long for Camila and her sisters to arrive at the restaurant, and the busy business hours began again.

"Young master, look, isn't that Miss Shirry?" The servant helped Konstantin and whispered.

"Don't hold me, I can do it myself." Constantine shook off his servant's hand, and with teary eyes he fixed on the beautiful girl standing behind McGonagall at the door of the dining room, the girl he had been longing for day and night, and whom he had finally seen again.

Mixed emotions welled up in his heart, and he wanted to rush over and hug her tightly in his arms, and then confide in her how much he missed her.

However, a gentleman's self-cultivation made him try to maintain restraint, and he tidied up his clothes, although they looked a little ill-fitting because of his thin weight, but still did not hide his temperament.

He slowly walked forward with the team, and finally stepped into the door of the restaurant, stood in front of Shiryl, and looked at Shiryl with affection in his excitement.

The story of Konstantin has recently become a good story in McMie's restaurant, and this swinger brother has successfully cleared his hands and become a affectionate prince praised by everyone.

Today, the male and female protagonists finally met again, and many people watched this scene with anticipation.