The gastronomic capital of Pukki, the most famous gastronomic island on the sea, is visited by countless tourists from all corners of the sea every year.

There is no doubt that this is the place to satisfy all the cravings of foodies, and for those who love food, it is a paradise place.

The whole island is full of a rich fragrance at all times, a mixture of countless food aromas, which is an incomparably moving fragrance, and the smell of it alone is enough to whet your appetite.

"Meet—"

Vlad looked at the cake in front of him with some confusion, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, and his tongue licked his lips from time to time, looking very tangled.

"How? Mr. Jack, how does it taste? ”

A tall fat man dressed in a white chef's suit, exuding a rich and indelible sweet fragrance, stood in front of Vlad with a little smugness, and asked softly.

Jack is naturally Vlad to obtain a fake name for himself, and he also wears a mask that covers the upper half of his face, after all, his bounty in the paradise can be said to be a lonely defeat, and his popularity is simply not too high, directly with a face with a high bounty and using his original name to mix around this island with a mixture of dragons and snakes, I am afraid that a large number of warships will come around in a day.

Fortunately, this island is mixed with dragons and snakes, as a deadly tourist destination, whether it is naval pirates, merchants and tourists coexist on the food island Puki, and even the giants of the underground world are not uncommon, after all, as long as people will like food.

Therefore, for some unsightly guys, cross-dressing is a very reliable method, so Vlad's current bird appearance is not eye-catching.

"En......"

In the face of the fat chef's inquiry, Vlad was very entangled and did not speak.

"What? Mr. Jack? Isn't it delicious? ”

The fat chef looked a little surprised, as if he was very reluctant to believe it.

The man named Jack had appeared on the island two months earlier, and although he didn't admit it, he was undoubtedly a crazy dessert lover, and he didn't care about spending a lot of money to be able to taste delicious desserts, and almost all the pastry chefs on the island were patronized by him.

Although the visitor does not refuse, even if it is a dessert that does not taste very good, all the pastry chefs who have received this man know that this man is a rare dessert taster, although he does not know how to cook, although he has not received professional dessert tasting training, but just with his almost instinctive sense of taste, it is enough to guide these pastry chefs, and it is enough to distinguish these pastry chefs.

Yes, Vlad has been on this island for two months, and he has already become a well-known pastry taster, which can only be said to be a providence.

The fat chef has made an appointment with Vlad for two weeks, no way, Vlad has been too busy recently, many dessert masters on the island are looking for him for help, all hoping that under his advice, the cooking skills will be on the next level, due to excessive sugar intake, Vlad has grown nearly fifty pounds in just two months, fortunately, he is still in a high-speed development period, and his height has also risen a lot, reaching two meters two, and it seems that there is nothing out of harmony.

Vlad is really busy, so he doesn't say yes to anyone's invitation, although it is an island of food, but the level of the pastry chefs on the island is also uneven, although he does not refuse, but Vlad as a person still instinctively yearns for better food.

The level of this fat man is one of the few on this island, otherwise Vlad would not have agreed to his invitation, and now it is different from when he tasted all the works of all the pastry chefs indiscriminately, and now he has the initiative.

"En......"

Vlad hesitated, as if he didn't know how to speak.

"How so? It's delicious, there's no doubt about it! ”

Vlad seemed very hesitant, very different from his usual style, and he was very hesitant to the naked eye.

"Is it delicious?"

The fat man's face instantly brought a happy expression, since this Mr. Jack has said so, it means that his new work is very successful.

"So, Mr. Jack, is there anything you don't like?"

The fat chef said.

"If you want to say that you are not satisfied, of course there is, there is no doubt that there is,"

Vlad's voice suddenly became solemn, as if he had encountered some great problem.

"Gollum !!"

The needle drop in the restaurant can be heard instantly, and the sound of the fat chef swallowing saliva is extremely obvious,

"So, what are you not satisfied with?"

The fat chef was a little nervous, big pieces of sweat slipped down his head, this is a new cake that he has spent a lot of effort to develop, if there are small defects, it is fine, it can be improved, but if there are really huge defects, then the hard work of these months will be in vain.

"Yes, I'm very dissatisfied,"

Vlad said, "What if I can't eat such a dessert in the future? ”

"Uh......"

The fat chef lost his mind for a moment, followed by ecstasy.

"Hahaha!"

"It's okay, Mr. Jack, I can give you the recipe, you just have to find a chef to make it!"

The fat chef was unexpectedly generous.

"Really?"

Vlad was surprised, this is the brainchild of this chef, can he really give it to himself so easily?

"Hahahaha, it's okay, Mr. Jack, a man like you who loves desserts can undoubtedly be trusted!"

The fat chef seemed to have a smile on every pore on his face.

"Who? Who loves desserts, you say? ”

Vlad was furious, "I'm just here to do research, okay?" ”

"Good, good!"

The fat chef also knew this man very well, and he didn't talk back to Vlad, but just smiled: "Okay Mr. Jack, your research must be able to play a role in my recipe,"

The fat chef took out a piece of paper from his pocket, presumably after a long time of preparation, "Please take it!" ”

"Meet!"

"Okay!"

Vlad took the paper handed over by the fat chef and carefully put it back in his pocket, God is pitiful, even the drawings of Hades were not so careful before.

"Alright, I'll go!"

Vlad stood up and was about to leave.

"Please go slowly, Mr. Jack!"

The fat chef stood respectfully behind him and said goodbye softly.

Vlad waved his hand and staggered towards the door, and it was at this moment that the door of the restaurant was pushed open.

"Oh? Acquaintances! Vlad thought.

The head was a man with purple hair, a short-shaven beard, and a striped shirt that looked imposing.

But this person doesn't care about Vlad, what he really cares about is the few guys who follow the man, followed by a woman behind the man, a very beautiful woman, and a very sexy woman, with a black OL uniform, net stockings wrapped around her slender legs, blonde hair draped behind her back, and a pair of glasses on her eyes, which is very intellectual.

And after them, there is a man, a man with a white dove on his shoulder, and this is the guy who deserves the most attention.

His name is, Rob Lucci, the strongest man in the eight hundred years of Justice Island, and the de facto leader of CP9.