Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

"I don't want anything... No, that's not quite right either. There are some things I want to ask you, but don't worry, it has nothing to do with treating you to dinner. I'll treat you to dinner whether you answer my questions or not. It's not forced."

"Why?"

She tilted her head, her wary gaze undiminished, and said—

"Free things are the most expensive. You're not planning to sell me to some remote mountain village to do hard labor, are you?"

Chen Ming was speechless for a moment, then sighed and said—

"If I see someone who is hungry and can't afford to eat, I'll still treat them to a meal. It's that simple."

"..."

This time, she remained silent, staring intently at his face, blinking slightly. She seemed to have lowered her guard at his sincere words and breathed a small sigh of relief, but still said—

"Thank you for your kindness, but no need. Someone is waiting for me to come home for dinner, I should go first..."

"Tsk, so long-winded, hurry up and come with me."

Chen Ming's patience ran out, and he grabbed her wrist to pull her away.

The other party screamed in panic—

"Wait, wait, didn't you say you wouldn't force me?! Help, help me!"

……

After a chaotic series of events, the Outer God was finally brought into the shop. He sat there somewhat uneasily, looked around nervously, swallowed hard, and said—

"Um... Boss, why are there no other customers here?"

"Ok?"

Chen Ming picked up the apron, put it on, and said—

"Because this is the staff area, customers don't usually come here."

"..."

These words made her even more nervous. What did this boss want to do by bringing her to this private place? She was terrified…

She forced herself to speak—

"Maybe... I should go first..."

"Ok?"

"No, it's nothing."

Let's not provoke him. He's probably not a bad person, just a bit too enthusiastic.

The outsider decided to go along with the host's wishes.

It's definitely not because Lucifer, the Queen Mother of the West, Liuli, the King God, Odin, and other powerful beings are all sitting here, subtly observing them.

It was clearly the boss's order not to let her escape.

"Never mind, I'll just have a meal before I leave. That gentle guy shouldn't do anything to me..." the Outer God comforted himself.

Then Chen Ming quickly prepared one of his best dishes, placed it in front of her, and said—

"Come on, have a taste."

"..."

She smelled the aroma and her eyes widened.

Chen Ming felt that he should treat the guy who had helped him so much with his best skills, so he made his most delicious pancakes.

Just to emphasize, this is a bakery.

However, despite the sincere hospitality, she felt completely stiff.

Chen Ming felt something was off and said—

"What's wrong? Why aren't you eating?"

"...Boss, there's something wrong with this pancake."

She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, looked at him with a terrified expression, and said...

"Huh? What's the problem?"

He raised an eyebrow and said—

"I didn't poison it."

"This thing is far more terrifying than poison!"

She complained vehemently.

He shook his head desperately, refusing to eat.

……

P.S.: Hey, Dean of Foreign Languages, you're really good at joking! (ω)

Chapter 1582 Aftermath: The Flow of Cause and Effect Has Changed (6)

"???"

What does this mean? Chen Ming looked at the guy in front of him who was "willing to die rather than submit." He looked at the pancake he had made; from the outside, it was cooked to perfection, and it smelled delicious.

One of the things he took most seriously in his life was making good cakes, hoping that one day everyone would truly acknowledge his efforts. But seeing this guy like this now, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

Chen Ming gritted his teeth and said—

"You, you try it first, I guarantee it will be delicious... It can't possibly be considered worse than poison!"

He really doesn't cook awful food; who in his family is a better cook? He's always been diligent and hardworking in his job, and now he really feels a bit wronged, saying—

"If you don't believe me, you can ask my wives. They all say my pancakes are delicious."

"That's your wife, of course it's okay!"

The Outer God continued to shake his head, then stared at his face, and said hesitantly—

"You...you haven't noticed yet, have you..."

"What did you notice?"

"……never mind."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be pretending, she covered her face, lowered her head, and said—

"Excuse me! Actually, I'm the type of person who will die if I eat a pancake. Please give me a serving of wontons or dumplings!"

"..."

I can't believe your nonsense! How could someone have such a nonsensical constitution?

Chen Ming was feeling a bit frantic, and his hand holding the plate trembled slightly.

Seeing him like this, Lucifer couldn't help but smile and pat his chest, saying—

"Alright, alright, since that's the case, let's leave this one to us. We'll respect the guests' wishes."

With no other option, Chen Ming fed the biscuit to the dog who was watching eagerly. Seeing the adorable way she ate with her tail shining in her eyes, he felt much better.

He patted Cerberus's head, then went back to the kitchen and dutifully made some wontons and dumplings for this increasingly displeasing fellow, saying—

"Hey, come and eat."

"Your attitude suddenly became so bad!?"

The outsider was amused by his attitude, picked up his chopsticks and started eating. This time he didn't say much, but after taking a bite, a happy expression appeared on his face, and he said—

"It feels like my soul is being redeemed..."

"exaggerate."

Chen Ming snorted, but he couldn't hide the secret joy on his face. He took out his homemade chili sauce, put it in a dish for her, and said—

"Want to try this?"

"Well!"

The other person was practically bubbling with beauty, her long, slender legs lightly touching the ground as she spoke—

"I was right to come here. I've traveled to several universes and never found anything this delicious."

Chen Ming snorted coldly and said—

"Hey, hey, hey, you're getting more and more excited, aren't you? Do you think I'd believe you? Really... Honey, bring out my divine wine."

"...You're clearly very happy, aren't you?"

Even the landlady couldn't help but complain, is this a kind of arrogance?

The cup was placed beside the Outer God, but she shook her head and said—

"I don't like drinking."

"I don't like it either, but you can try it first."

"Hmm...Cola?!"

"Cola definitely tastes better. I spent a lot of time researching it."

She was utterly astonished by Chen Ming's words and couldn't help but grab his hand, saying—

"Boss, you're a god!"

"..."

He paused, then stammered—

"In a sense... that's not wrong either."

"It's amazing that they can do something like that!"

"...It seems you really like Coke."

Chen Ming felt like he'd met a kindred spirit. "That's right, that's exactly it! What's so great about alcohol? Cola is the eternal god!" While he was researching this stuff, some of his wives, who liked to drink, criticized him, saying it was completely useless and really went too far.