After eating, he could basically go home, but Bai Ze was left behind by his father.

It was said that there was something for his cousin to tell him, and something for his cousin to pass on to him, and some things—for the old man was too lazy to call everyone over and ask him to tell each other, and let those who already knew tell each other.

"Aze, how are you eating?"

"Surprised, big brother, your cooking skills are really amazing, although your homemade instant noodles with homemade seasonings were already very delicious in the past summer vacation, but I didn't expect your skills in traditional dishes to be even more amazing, when did you practice such an authentic cooking skill?!"

When he came to the back kitchen, he looked at his cousin who was standing in front of the stove and carrying a wok, which was nearly one meter wide, and finished frying a hot dish in just two or three minutes, Bai Ze was amazed and almost applauded.

The prepared side dishes are placed on an empty table on one side, so that he can cook a steady stream of dishes that are full of color and flavor.

In addition to the boss and chef, there are four people squeezed in this kitchen that is only about 20 square meters, including a chef in his thirties who looks like an experienced chef, a sous chef in his twenties, and two people who make people wonder if there are adult cooks, who don't look like outsiders, but like work-study students.

None of these people are simple, even the two cooks who don't look a few years older than themselves have strong skills and excellent knife skills.

A person's knife light is like a shuttle, endless, seemingly bulky kitchen knife in his hand looks light and agile, and a large carp weighing dozens of catties is cleaned up in a breath, and nearly 100 pieces of crystal clear fish meat are ready to be put into the pot; One person's knife technique is wide open and close, powerful and powerful, each knife is deep and fast, accurate and ruthless, even the thick leg bones and cavity bones are under the meat chopping knife in his hand to become moderately sized and suitable for boiling.

And standing in front of another set of stoves of the sous chef is even more amazing, a piece of white noodles in his hand like the flying sword of the sword fairy envoy, shuttle and fly in the air, and in the blink of an eye it is divided into hundreds, each of which is as thin as a hair, when it falls into the boiling water, it quickly turns into a dragon that has a life and scatters away, and when it is immediately fished out by a colander and poured into the sea bowl that has a little clear soup, it is the finishing touch, forming a gorgeous posture like a peony blossom, which makes people dizzy.

The head chef, who was supposed to have been hired by his cousin with a high salary, never started to cook any specific dishes, but stood in front of a cooking table with no less than 100 kinds of ingredients and a table full of bottles and cans, just like a talented painter holding a palette and choosing his favorite dye, he easily prepared a plate of spices and placed them on the shelves marked with the name of the dish for people to use.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to make you wait a little longer, I have to finish frying these dishes before I can change shifts, you go to the lounge on the second floor and wait for me first, it's the room with the lounge sign on the door."

At this moment, it was the busiest time at noon, and the young man was a little sorry for disturbing his cousin's business at such a time, but when he heard this, he also retired first. Push open the glass door on the side of the main hall of the restaurant, you can enter the stairwell leading to the upper part of the stairs, the upper two floors are residential units, because it was built as a hotel in the past, even if it was renovated some time ago, but there was not much change to the original layout, and the rest room mentioned by my cousin was originally used to store bedding and bed sheets and other items, and a preparation room for waiters to rest - but now it has been converted into a rest room for hotel employees. and where my cousin works and lives on weekdays.

The lounge has two entrances, the large outer room has a long table, several chairs and a row of lockers, and a small room separated by a hollow wall on one side has a set of beds, wardrobes and a desktop computer for work. The rest room outside is not locked, perhaps because the valuables are placed in their respective lockers, and there are no valuables outside, but more because it is not open to tenants now, so there are no idle people waiting to walk around.

The young man who pulled out a chair and sat down, after waiting for a while, because he was used to taking a nap, suddenly felt a little sleepy at this moment, so after trying to pull the door of his cousin's room to no avail, he moved a few chairs and put them together, and lay down to rest temporarily as a simple bed.

- but I never thought that when I closed my eyes, I quickly fell asleep.

"Uh-here'......"

This sleep was quite comfortable, but when he rolled and pulled the quilt several times, the young man who realized that something was wrong immediately opened his eyes, only to find that he was lying on an antique wooden bed at the moment, with a faint smell of smoke left behind by the burning of wormwood, which was quite unfamiliar

The sky outside the window that opened from the side of the bed was still dark, and even the occasional crescent moon that peeked out among the clouds drifting in the wind was of little benefit, and it was dark all around, and the whole place was silent, except for the sound of the distant night watchman knocking on the hammer.

Although it was late at night, the boy who had been sleeping in bed for more than an hour was completely awake and no longer sleepy.

The lack of light did not hinder his vision in any way, as if he were wearing a night vision goggle, except for the subtle differences caused by the way he read the light and the surrounding scenery, he could see normally as if it were daytime without any visible light source.

"Oh?!"

The boy found himself dressed in neat and simple linen trousers, a bit like pajamas, and a bit like the undergarments worn by people in the past. And just as he was thinking about where to find clothes to go out, a wisp of light smoke lingered up, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a red shirt and appeared on his body, and the bottom was a pair of black trousers.

"—It looks inexplicably handsome."

Stepping on the cloth shoes under his feet, the young man strolled to the window, looked at the courtyard full of idyllic style outside the house, and was stunned for a moment, when his perception was faintly spreading, and after perceiving the existence of a few slightly familiar strange breaths in the side room not far away, there were vague sporadic memories flooding from his heart, and only then did he reflect where he was at the moment.

"Looks like I'm back to the 'nightmare' that haunted me for a vacation - but maybe it's better to call this place a 'different world' or a 'parallel world'?"

It's not that he has returned to Fuyuki City in another dimension, although he is a little puzzled, but he has an inexplicable joy of returning to this place, and he remembers many places he has visited in his past dreams, and now he has to look for them if he has the opportunity to confirm whether he has left his footprints in this world in the past.

"It's just yesterday, but it's like a long time has passed, and the time relationship between different worlds is really unpredictable."

I remember that after he simply ate the dinner prepared for him by a few girls who lived here, he basically lay down to sleep soon after dark, but at this moment, it has been two days since he was active in this world, and it seems that this place still has not dawned, which really has to make people wonder what is going on.

"—Speaking of which, the night in this place is so surprisingly quiet that you can't even hear the night talk of the neighbors."

The young man who muttered to himself jumped out of the window as if he had turned into a wisp of green smoke and floated on the wall ten meters away.

On the side of the road paved with heavy bluestones, the water from the moat wades quietly through the ankle-deep ditch, carrying away the domestic sewage of nearby residents.

A faint mist pours into the city at night from the river adjacent to the city, making everything in sight hazy and ambiguous, as if blurring the definition of the unreal and the real, and confusing the distinction between the spiritual and the material.

"And this fog has an inexplicable smell—"

The young man, who couldn't see anything for the time being, although he felt a little strange, didn't care about it and didn't have any interest in it, and there was something more attractive to him at this moment.

In the range of his perception spread out with the wind, just because he had met his eyes, he vaguely captured the rough image of the other party's soul in his heart, in this world full of strangeness to him, so it showed a very distinct sense of existence, showing where he was.

This made it easy for him to find that there were three young girls in short suits, sneaking in a line at the moment, avoiding the attention of the patrolling soldiers on the high wall not far away, along the base of the wall, and groping in the direction of the city blocked by the high wall.

"Interesting, these girls don't sleep honestly in the middle of the night, what 'bad things' are they going to go out for?"

Seeing this, the young man was quite curious, so he wanted to follow and see what was going on, but he didn't have stealth skills on his body, so if he followed like this, he didn't have the confidence to avoid the attention of others, not to mention that in such an ancient city where the curfew was obviously strictly enforced, it would cause big trouble if it was discovered.

"-Speaking of which, let alone stealth skills, I don't even have an ability system that can be called a skill tree, do I?!"

After subconsciously checking his body at the moment, he had to realize that since he had recently dismantled the "Avenger-Angora @Newman" he held into a pure magic furnace, he had returned to the empty spirit body of the past.

However, although the spirit body has not been attached to any professions, skills, and special abilities, he still has a demon - it was not long ago that he realized that the demon he held was the correct way to open his ability, and for the little guys such as White Jade Fox and Uginnu, who are also "plug-in templates" or "equipment sets", he actually has an original basic template to activate.

"-Ao, it's time for you to appear."

As the boy closed his eyes and communicated with the red Jiao who had been staying in the depths of his soul, although he couldn't see any changes from the appearance, there was actually an inexplicable force surging out, as if an instinct that didn't need words was quickly understood and mastered by the boy, and his figure immediately seemed to melt into this mist, gradually dissipating without leaving a trace.