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The Evil Matrix.

After losing two important chefs, Chulala and Propula, the gourmet was very depressed.

"We've kept you waiting." Abaiba and Jiaojiao, dressed in servant's clothes and maid's attire respectively, approached Rakshasa carrying platters of delicious food.

Jiaojiao pushed Abaiba aside and said with a smile, "Lord Rakshasa, this time I specially prepared a dish that I made myself..."

"Only my cooking will suit your taste," Jiaojiao said hastily, before she could finish speaking, as Abaiba pulled her aside.

Faced with the flattery of Horned Horn and Abaiba, Rakshasa could only sigh repeatedly.

Jiaojiao and Abaiba exchanged a glance, thinking that Luosha was in a bad mood, and quickly began to introduce the dishes in their hands.

"This is lamb leg and rolled meat."

"This is top-quality pork tenderloin."

"This is beef."

"This is a veal steak."

"This is chili minced meat."

"This is Amte Chicken."

As Jiaojiao and Yabaiba introduced the dishes, they piled plates of food onto the table.

"How are you feeling?" Jiaojiao and Yabaiba, panting heavily, looked up at Rakshasa and asked.

"Take it all away." Rakshasa waved his hand and said, "Your cooking doesn't suit my taste."

"Eh~" Jiaojiao and Yabaiba sighed and collapsed to the ground in disappointment.

"Oh, right, I remember now." As if he had just remembered something, Luo Sha suddenly stood up and said, "He really is the best chef."

"Horned Horn, Abaiba, even if it costs you your lives, you must find him for me!"

"Yes!" Jiaojiao and Yabaiba quickly got up from the ground and bowed.

After Jiaojiao and Abaiba agreed, he asked with a puzzled look:

Who is it?

……

Tokyo, Asakusa.

"Hey, Uncle Zaemon, can't you control your temper a little?" Shen Yun said, looking helplessly at the embarrassed Wen Zaemon.

"I can't help it, I just can't stand seeing people waste food." Bunzaemon touched his bald head and laughed awkwardly.

"No matter what, wasting food is wrong. It's good to let Uncle Zaemon scare them a little," Lion mumbled as he ate his kebabs.

"Yes, these food-wasting guys should be taught a lesson." Taiga Sae nodded in agreement.

"If someone wastes the food I've put so much effort into making," Tidom chimed in.

"Hey, hey, hey, I didn't say it was wrong to do this, I just told Uncle Zaemon not to reveal his true form so often, otherwise he might be discovered by Rakshasa, and then it would be dangerous," Shen Yun complained.

For Shen Yun, simply deleting some photos and comments online was a matter of a few clicks and not a problem at all. What he feared was that Rakshasa would come knocking on his door, which would be dangerous if Orgu were burned alive.

Although he was eventually resurrected by Gao, it was a happy ending for everyone.

But if the God of the Baro can resurrect the dead Orgu into a human, can't he turn the living Orgu into a human?

Just as everyone was having a meal together, not far away, Jiaojiao and Yabaiba appeared on the street, sniffing the air and searching for traces of the charcoal-burning Orgu.

"Even though I've memorized his scent, I'm going to get yelled at again if I don't find him soon," Abaiba said anxiously.

"I understand, I'm looking for it now!"

Suddenly, Jiaojiao's nose twitched slightly, and she said, "What's that smell? It smells so good."

"It smells like grilled skewers." Abaiba rubbed his stomach and said, "Smelling this delicious aroma is actually making me a little hungry."

"Let's go take a look." Jiaojiao pulled Abaiba and ran towards the direction from which the fragrance was coming.

"But what about what Lord Rakshasa asked us to do?" Abaiba asked.

"If someone can grill skewers to this taste, we can accept this person as a satisfactory result," Jiaojiao said.

Soon, they arrived at a secluded alley and saw Bunzaemon grilling skewers.

"This tastes like charcoal-grilled Orug!" Abaiba exclaimed in surprise.

"Looks like we're in luck! Now we can get our job done." Jiaojiao beamed with joy and quickly pulled Abaiba over.

Japanese handcarts typically have a noro curtain, which is used to block the wind and keep warm.

When people sit at the stall, their upper bodies are covered by a noren (heated curtain), so people outside cannot see them inside.

"Found you, Charcoal-grilled Orug," Abaiba said as he approached the cart.

"Use your culinary skills to serve Lord Rakshasa," Corner Corner replied.

"See, what did I tell you?" Shen Yun put down the bamboo skewer in his hand, looked at the others, and said.

"I've already washed my hands of this cook and am no longer an oruk, so get out of the way," Bunzaemon said impatiently, waving his hand.

"Don't joke around. Once you're an Orgu, you'll always be an Orgu. How could an Orgu possibly become human?" Abba said disdainfully.

"Bang!"

The trolley's tabletop was suddenly slapped, making a loud noise. The plates on the table were shaken up and then fell back down with a clatter.

"I can't stand it anymore. Uncle Zaemon is not the same as you hopeless idiots." Washio Gaku threw away his toothpick, slammed his hand on the table, and pointed at Ababa and Kakukaku standing next to Bunzaemon, saying unhappily.

"That's right, Uncle Zaemon has a heart that loves cooking more than anyone else. He's different from you born evil Oruks," Shishi Kakeru also stood up and chimed in.

"You heartless bastards wouldn't understand," Taiga Sae said, looking at Kakuzu and Abaiba with an unfriendly expression.

"Gab, Gaborist?! You, what are you doing here?" Abaiba was startled and quickly took a few steps back, pointing at the crowd and asking.

"That's the question we should be asking you," Samezu Kaido said.

"Don't try to reason with them, just beat them up," said Ushida Sotaro, clenching his fist.

"Everyone, keep it up!" Tidom said with a grin.

"Jiaojiao!" Abaiba and Jiaojiao exchanged a glance, and sure enough, Abaiba chose to run away.

"Hey, you two! Don't even think about running away!" The Gaolangers immediately gave chase.

Watching the crowd chase after Kaku and Ababa, Shen Yun turned to look at Wen Zaemon and said, "Uncle Zaemon, I advise you to lay low for a while. These guys won't give up until they achieve their goal, especially since the High Duke has the means to forcibly control Orgu. You don't want to be controlled by the High Duke to attack humans, do you?"

"Alright, I'll listen to you then. Let's lay low for a while." After considering for a moment, Bunzaemon nodded and said.

"Uncle, you can stay at Turtle Rock for now. Turtle Rock can conceal the fluctuations of Orgu," Tidom said with a smile.

"Alright, allow me to tidy up a bit," Bunzaemon said with a smile. (End of Chapter)