Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

Chapter 1719

"Is that what you came to after studying the octopus?" Irina looks at MEG suspiciously.

"Yes, it's difficult for you to improve your strength, so I decided to eat it." MEG nodded seriously.

"You want to eat that guy?" Elena's delicate eyebrows frowned, and the thought of the sticky Octopus monster with eyes made her feel sick, let alone eat it.

"Yes, after my experiments, the octopus's tentacles are actually a very good food material, and it has the characteristics of regrowth," so far. " MEG nodded.

"And how was his head cut off? Where is the rest of the body sealed? "

"This..." McGonagall was slightly stunned. The octopus's head was as big as a hill, so his body must be even bigger. How did those people cut off his head and seal it?

"Maybe level 10 is not the real upper limit? In those days, there were more powerful magicians and powerful people of all ethnic groups on the continent of Nolan. They worked together to separate and seal these demons? " McGonagall's ideas became clear.

"Therefore, the gods in the legends of all ethnic groups are not just legends, but may be a group of top ten strong men who really existed in those years?" Elena's eyes are getting brighter.

"If the goddess of light really exists, and can rely on incantations to form a connection with you, so as to give you the power of light, then her strength must be above level 10." MEG nodded.

"But where can we find these gods and ask them to kill or seal them again?"

"We're not sure that these gods can live as many years as demons, and we don't know how to love them and ask them to do it. We've discussed that before." MEG shook his head slightly.

"Maybe I should go back to the wind forest."

"Well?"

"About the goddess of life, the fairy queen may know some secrets that others don't know." Irina said calmly, "and the tree of life should be the most relevant existence to the goddess of life."

McGregor thought and nodded: "I'll let violet take you there."

"Well, I'll start tonight and come back early tomorrow morning." Irina nodded slightly.

"Be safe. Helena hates you the most now." Said Meg.

"If I had a chance, I would like to cut her off." Irina made a hand knife gesture.

……

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

It's only one way to search for ancient gods, but another way to save the world is to break through the upper limit of level 10.

Of course, his priority now is to restore his strength to level 10, and then consider how to break through it.

"System, I think the main line is a little crooked? I'm just a kitchen god. Why does the task of saving the world fall on me? Can you correct the normal development direction of the world, such as getting rid of those redundant old masters, so that I can focus on being a good cook again? " MEG make complaints about his mind.

"The host's request is not within the scope of this system!" The system answers calmly.

"Why don't you ask your superiors for instructions? If the world is destroyed or in chaos, then I can't finish the ultimate task of spreading delicious food. " McGonagall continued to cheat.

"In order not to be questioned by the superior, this kind of thing is impossible for the system to do! Do you think I have a big G? " The system says rather haughtily.

"You don't have it. I have it. It's big g. I'll buy it for you."

"Ha ha, sorry, your big G can't enter the Forbidden City."

“？？？”

McGonagall's answer to the system was a bit confusing.

"You only need to know so much, otherwise this system may also be solved." Before McGonagall could ask a question, the system blocked his mouth.

McGonagall frowned and found that it was not easy.

Even the system dare not talk about the existence, he can only as what do not know, also dare not ask.

Of course, the calculation of letting higher-level existence clear the doomsday dominators is empty, and this system is useless.

Before long, they came to the restaurant one after another, and the busy business hours began again.

"Look, young master, isn't that Miss Sheryl?" Said the servant in a low voice, supporting Constantine.

"Don't hold me. I can do it myself." Constantine shook off his servant's hand and fixed his tearful eyes on the beautiful girl standing behind MEG at the door of the dining room. She was the girl he missed day and night. He finally saw her again.

The complex emotion surged into his heart. He wanted to rush over and hold her tightly in his arms, and then tell her how much he missed her.

However, a gentleman's self-cultivation made him try to keep restraint. He sorted out his clothes. Although he was a little thin and didn't fit well, he still didn't hide his temperament.

He walked slowly forward with the team, finally stepped into the door of the restaurant, stood in front of Cheryl, and looked at Cheryl with emotion.

Constantine's story has recently become a good story of the Macy's restaurant. This dissolute young man has successfully washed himself ashore and become a beloved prince.

Today, men and women finally meet again. Many people are looking forward to this scene.