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Chapter 746 Fresh Soup and the Orphan Girl (Part !)
Demilson Black Claw is a cook.

Although it has a father who serves as the planet's governor.

But this does not affect it, and it is happy with this seemingly unnoble task.

When I was still a child.

Demilson Black Claw was keen on boiling the water.

Then, pour it into whatever it can find...

Of course without exception:

These boiling liquids will all appear in chaotic colors.

After studying for a period of time, Demilson Black Claw felt that this was the original color of the world...

But the world is not the chaos it seems.

But colorful and different...

Then, Demilson Black Claw suddenly understood.

To make soup is to return everything to its original color while still retaining its inherent base color.

This is naturally a still young life.

When I first came into contact with that vast world, I was filled with wild fantasies.

But if you have a father who is a planetary governor, and a powerful psychic gift passed down from an ancient bloodline...

Then, of course, fantasy can be reflected clearly enough in the material world.

In his infancy, Demilson Black Claw felt.

The great father is the embodiment of the so-called "wishing technique" in the book.

And compared to the wishing technique which is often full of natural malice towards the foolish.

The father is a more detached version.

And with the passage of time and the experience of life.

The noble version of the father's wishing spell was gradually added with the limited prefix.

But it's still a wishing spell.

It only occasionally breaks down and has to be circumvented by the larger laws of matter.

Until now, Demilson Black Claw still feels so.

The difference is:

Its pursuit of soup-making seems to be gaining more and more recognition.

It saw many things described in the books.

There are even powerful characters that are not described.

It saw a more magnificent and boundless world...

And the limits of making soup seem to be becoming increasingly blurred.

It ran hard.

But it seems like I am always walking in a bottomless space...

Also in this process, some things seem to be replaced little by little.

At some point, it seemed to become a limited wishing spell for my father...

Perhaps, this is what the book describes, about the growth of life?
Demilson Black Claw stirred the seemingly chaotic soup.

And just like the background color that is always clear.

Everything flows clearly under that turbidity...

"Sir, there is a new guest."

The servants brought new news.

Demilson Black Claw, who had been interrupted too many times like this, was not angry.

It wiped its hands and took the reception letter handed over by the servant.

There were glowing words on it, which seemed to carry some burning power.

Demilson Black Claw recognized the great mark.

It was his father, or rather, the governors who controlled the entire magnificent universe, who were always afraid of...

Demilson Black Claw knew that they were certainly not pure evil.

However, facing the radiance that covers the multiverse.

Who else can ensure that their past is not shrouded in shadow?
In short, this is a distinguished guest who needs to be treated with caution...

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I didn't choose the recently developed, more exotic chaos soup.

Demilson Black Claw chose the most conventional and exemplary version.

It is also the most proud work of the soup-making company so far.

No servants were sent to deliver it.

Demilson Black Claw personally came to the reception room carrying a pot of cooked soup.

There were three people in the reception room.

A spellcaster, a suspected spellcaster, and a quasi-caster...

Demilson Black Claw noticed the legendary mage medal on the chest of one of them, which made him more respectful.

Being able to travel with a legendary wizard.

Even if he is not a powerful being from the legendary dimension, he is definitely not a weak little character.

What's more, even if those two were just followers of this legendary wizard.

But ordinary individuals can break out of the siege.

Become a follower of a legendary wizard?

Therefore, the usual greetings are no longer applicable at this moment.

Demilson Black Claw said hello politely and left.

While continuing to stir the chaotic soup in the pot, Demilson Black Claw suddenly thought of something.

The chaotic mood was immediately reflected in the seemingly chaotic soup:
Many elements are mixed together chaotically.

Finally, it turned into a truly chaotic color...

Looking at the chaotic soup in the pot, Demilson Black Claw's eyes revealed a hint of deep thought.

It was sure that it was not mistaken...

Its memory has always been strong.

But if it remembers correctly...

A trace of vigilance emerged in Demilson Black Claw's heart.

It must carefully examine the entire incident to see if it is involved in a conspiracy that is enough to destroy everything...

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"call……"

Yi Dong drank up all the soup in the container in one gulp.

Beneath the seemingly chaotic soup, it seems as if all things have converged into a strange, fresh, and infinite vitality.

It is magnificent and exciting, yet just right.

It's like a breeze blowing in the hot weather.

It's like drinking a cup of tea when you are hungry and thirsty.

Not strong, no aftertaste.

So after drinking, one feels a sense of loss...

That is obviously not something that can be achieved by cooking skills in the material dimension.

Its birth must be accompanied by some kind of transcendent force.

Occasionally, Yi Dong would think.

As his body continued to strengthen.

Is it possible for him to no longer have the wonderful experience between the tip of his tongue and his lips?

It seems now.

This worry may exist, but it is obviously quite distant.

At least in the vast space and time of the multiverse.

There is no shortage of more transcendental cooking.

Of course, for Yi Dong at this moment, he can no longer rely on eating in the material dimension to survive.

Even food from ordinary dimensions.

Before reaching a certain scale.

To him, it is basically invalid input.

Who knows, it would be more convenient to just catch a giant dragon and make soup...

Of course, the taste is another matter.

"Dong dong dong..."

Just as the three of them were chatting, there was a knock on the door.

After getting the promise, a familiar figure walked in.

He is the owner of this place, the maker of this pot of soup—Demilson Black Claw...

But unlike before, its face was now filled with a solemn look.

The three of them noticed something strange.

Facing the gazes of the three people, Demilson Black Claw first saluted.

Then, he looked at Adonis and said:

"Sir, some time ago, we took in a human girl from another galaxy."

"She was holding a painting and claimed to be looking for her father."

Before it finished speaking, the three of them immediately understood.

"The person in the painting looks like me?"

Adonis narrowed his eyes slightly and asked with a calm expression.

Demilson Black Claw nodded, and then he said seriously:
"I suspect this is a conspiracy from evil forces!"

(End of this chapter)