Looking at the meatballs that are fried out of the pan one by one, the meatballs are full and golden, because they are wild boar, the meat is relatively hard, so the meatballs are a little scattered, and the others are perfect.

It seems that it is really necessary to let a certain commander who can't get out of the fight to develop the infrastructure here, this side has to measure whether it is measured, it takes time and no time, and now it is a problem to even cook a meal, and if it continues like this, it will really derail the world!

No, it's derailed now, but now it's trying to catch up and connect the track to him.

"Athena, isn't she done yet?" Nasser asked the chef next to him.

"Her Majesty Athena doesn't seem to be done yet, he was just fiddling with some white powder, and we don't know whether to mix it or not."

White powder? Atlantis doesn't seem to have such a thing...... Belch...... Well, flour, this is the first thing that Prometheus introduced.

The wheat varieties in Atlantis are still very primitive, so it's amazing to be able to grind flour.

So if you can, I really hope to invite a certain Demon Rice Patriarch Yuan Gaoren to give a good explanation of hybridization here.

Oh, yes, he seems to be engaged in rice, and this is mainly about growing wheat, so the two can't go along.

But in short, Atlantis is in ruins, that's for sure.

Athena hasn't finished it yet, so let's keep her share and take it to Empress Sophia to taste first.

Nashur divided the meatballs into two portions, served one first, and went to the stargazing platform.

It was a great place to be secluded and secluded, and Queen Sophia would read here every afternoon.

Nasser himself did not know why his mother liked to read so much, but if he could, the next time he left Atlantis, he would bring back more books for his mother, although he might have to use his very poor writing to translate those books to his mother Sophia, and translate them into ancient Greek.

Oh my God, it's going to be tough.

Ancient Greek works such as "Homer's Epic" and "The Ideal Country" have actually been translated into countless languages and passed down to the end, for example, the current translation of "Homer's Epic" in China is from a German translation.

But in any case, Nasser had to do it, he hoped that his mother would not have to accept so many complicated and puzzling facts, and that all the science it brought could be explained by the power of God, and that it would all be worth it.

If it weren't for the early departure of Big Brother Protos, maybe there wouldn't have been so many problems.

Protos, the sage of a thousand faces, has long said that he is the most knowledgeable scholar of Olympus, he knows all languages, after all, its laws are the laws of knowledge, and he knows everything in the true sense of the word.

But the Heavenly Dao has reincarnation, and he is also forcibly restricted to not having any combat power, that is, the existence of a spirit form.

But he is the one who can really be the best staff officer, not even Prometheus.

I thought I had already walked to the stargazing platform.

"Nashar."

Empress Sophia seemed a little surprised by Nashur's arrival, her son had been very busy during this time, so busy that he had hardly seen her, and as an empress, she could only keep this entanglement in her heart and hide it.

There is no way, after all, it is a leader, and he has to hide his children's affections, and he can't easily expose any of his mood swings to others.

"Mother, because of our affairs, you have worked hard during this time, I have made you some food, you can taste it."

"Is this God's food?" Sophia couldn't help but joke.

"With you, I'm just your son."

Sophia put down her book, got up from the chaise longue, took the plate from Nasser's hand, and placed it on the arm of the chair, but came over to straighten Nasser's clothes first.

"It seems that you learned a lot at Olympus, who taught you? Your father? Sophia asked.

"He didn't teach me anything." "Moreover, I have no father. ”

"You really haven't changed at all in this regard." Sophia said, "It's okay if you don't change, if you continue to change like this, I don't think you're Nashar anymore." ”

"I've learned a lot." Nassar said, suddenly kneeling down on one knee and kissing Sophia, "I think there's something very important I've forgotten all along." ”

Although Atlantis really didn't have this etiquette, Nashar felt that it was the most appropriate place to use it.

"Mother, you gave me your life and raised me, maybe you did something wrong, but there is no doubt about these two things." Naser said, "I was a child before, and thank you for forgiving my mistakes, the first time I failed to cherish the life you gave me, this is my lifelong shame, I only hope that in the following time, I can fulfill my duty as a son." ”

(Anyway, why does this picture become more and more tragic?) I said, Nasser, don't you be in such a hurry to get into the play? You still don't know anything about the plot behind you, why did you start this whole thing? ）

"What's wrong with you?" Sophia said, "Yes, you are my son, you don't need to be like this in front of me, it doesn't matter if you are willing to give me." ”

Oh yes, he forgot that there is no such thing as filial piety in Atlantean morality, so he said that he was pure superfluous to say so much.

Alas, it's really a big flaw in life.

Nather stood up and picked up the plate of meatballs again.

"You can taste it first, I made it myself, it may be a little unsuitable for your taste."

Sophia smiled, washed her hands in the basin handed by the maid next to her, and picked up a ball with her hand and handed it to her mouth.

In the period of time they have been talking nonsense for so long, the balls have cooled early, and there is no dipping sauce, this balls are actually soulless. (Nashur: I said, author, are you tired of being crooked?) Don't make up the knife so painfully! ）

"Hmm......" Sophia's expression was a little strange.

"It's delicious." Sophia exclaimed, "It's a strange delicacy, I've read so many books, but I can't find the right words to describe it, maybe that's what you gods can do." ”

"If you like, that's fine."

……

It was already a little late to come back from Sophia's side, and it was estimated that the half of the balls prepared for Athena had already been cold, so Naser hurried back to the pot and reheated the oil again.

But the meatballs that have been fried twice over and over again won't taste good, right?

Could it be that when he left the kitchen with the balls again, he happened to meet Athena at the kitchen door with a large bowl.

"You're here, I didn't find you just now, come back and reheat it for you." Athena said, but it seemed that because of some failures, she was a little afraid to look at Nather.

"I've been spending a bit of time with my mother." Nasser said, "But what are you doing?" ”

"Guess?"