The North American Gourmet Demon Handbook

"This has taken me more than forty years."

Morton sighed and lamented.

It turned out that he was bitten by a snake once and only realized that he had been cheated after signing the contract. No wonder he was so cautious.

Li Shanze understood Morton's vigilance, but he immediately frowned.

"Wait, you said over forty years? Then Alex Drummond only looks to be in his early twenties?"

"Since the fall of the Red Giant in 1991, I have successfully escaped the fate of having all my memories of the East completely erased."

"At the time, I was brimming with pride, thinking that since I could even counter the combined brainwashing spell of nine great wizards, there was probably nothing in the world I couldn't do."

"And I did have a period of good fortune."

"It also includes the financial giant, the Drummond family, who want to hire me as a witchcraft consultant. On the surface, the conditions are very generous."

"And the terms are very generous. They only require me to provide possible witchcraft consultation and security protection for the 'destined child' named Alex in their family's prophecy."

"I was so complacent at the time that I didn't notice the potential pitfalls and signed the agreement without thinking."

"Then, things suddenly went wrong."

Cyrus Morton sighed when talking about the past.

"Is it so strange that you served the Drummond family for twenty years before the 'Son of Destiny' was born?" Li Shanze asked.

"Yes, that's understandable." Cyrus Morton nodded, then added, "Or, to be more precise, the 'Son of Destiny' wasn't born more than 20 years ago; he's existed a long time ago."

Li Shanze thought Morton was talking nonsense: "That superficial and arrogant young man? He's actually an old man?"

"No, that's not the case. Due to the contract, I can't clearly state many things."

Cyrus Morton scratched his head in distress.

He kicked the broken glass of the goblet at his feet and an idea came to him.

He pointed to the glass and said, "Container, a container without wine."

"Before I built the vessel, I still had a period of relative freedom." The wizard smiled nostalgically. "Even until more than a decade ago, I still had a lot of time to myself."

Li Shanze pondered for a while and guessed, "You mean, this Alex is just a prepared vessel, and the real 'Son of Destiny' is the wine?"

The wizard did not answer, nor did he show any expression of approval or affirmation, but naturally changed the subject.

"The Drummond family, ever since Archibald Drummond made his fortune by exploiting the yellow fever outbreak in Philadelphia in 1793, has always had a single heir, yet the family line has been passed down in an orderly fashion, with no extinction ever."

Morton's answer seemed irrelevant, but it seemed to say everything.

Do the ancestors of a family achieve some kind of immortality by possessing the bodies of their descendants through their souls from generation to generation?

At this time, Kate came over, and Li Shanze noticed that Alex had already calmed down.

"That guy confessed," Kate sneered. "He wanted to murder me because he matched the genes of all the white people he got from Mentos' genetic department and found that I was the closest branch of his family."

"He wanted to father the purest Drummond offspring."

Li Shanze felt like there was something wrong with his comprehension ability. He opened his mouth wide and looked at Morton subconsciously.

"Mackenzie, a typical Scottish surname. Since Mr. Mackenzie and the Drummond family are both English from Scotland, it is not so strange that they are related by blood." Morton explained to Li Shanze, as if all this was natural.

"Wait, that's not what I'm wondering about." Li Shanze was completely confused. "What I don't understand is, what does this have to do with the Drummond family's attempt to murder Kate?"

Although both resulted in loss of life, one resulted in life and the other in death, which is a world of difference.

Since Li Shanze failed to understand the logic behind this, doubts occupied almost all of his emotions, leaving him no energy left to feel angry.

"Ah, because the group of lunatics who manipulate corpses have a service - they can keep corpses that have died within 24 hours alive, make the corpse pregnant, and the child born from the corpse will receive the full support of the mother, so as to give birth to the healthiest and smartest child." Morton explained at the right time.

Li Shanze once again felt that he could no longer understand human language.

He subconsciously looked at Kate, who nodded, acknowledging that what Cyrus Morton said was true.

Whenever Li Shanze felt that he had underestimated the bottom line of America, there would always be people and things that jumped out to tell Li Shanze that he was still too naive.

Even without mentioning the anger of someone wanting to attack Kate, the idea of ​​making a corpse pregnant even made Li Shanze feel physically disgusted.

"Are you talking about the Soul and Flesh Shrine?" Li Shanze asked Morton, resisting the urge to shoot Alex immediately.

"Ah, you actually know this name..." Morton was obviously a little surprised, but he nodded immediately. "Yes, it's these lunatics. They play with corpses and lives, and are completely indifferent to life and death."

"Life and death are a reversible transaction, and the body is a futures commodity waiting to be sold. Heartbeat is a curse, and death is a gift."

"That's their slogan. While they can't yet reverse life and death, they do trade human bodies as futures," Morton said with a touch of sarcasm. "And they do give away their gifts generously."

Li Shanze couldn't help but think of the necromancer Jean-Pierre Anton whom he met in Fern Town. Since they were both necromancers, he should be from the Soul and Flesh Shrine school.

In fact, Li Shanze had a good impression of Anton, but he never expected that the Soul and Flesh Shrine would be such a group of lunatics.

In particular, Jean-Pierre Anton was the chief chemist of Mentos Pharmaceuticals, and his purpose in going to Fern Town, if not entirely, was probably to collect genes from the townspeople there.

Li Shanze shook his head in disgust, unwilling to think about those lunatics in the Soul and Flesh Shrine anymore.

"Let's get back to the Drummonds. They're trying to murder the Catholic Knight for such a silly reason?"

Kate clenched her lance tightly, clearly furious. As long as Li Shanze gave the order, she would immediately throw the lance and kill Alex Drummond's "relative."

"I'm sorry. That's reason enough for the Drummond family." Cyrus Morton shrugged.

"The complete motto of the Drummond family is this: Members of the Drummond family are born to lead the trend of the times. Even any mysterious power should submit to us."

Li Shanze sneered coldly, "With such an arrogant family motto, I really don't know how this business family has survived until now."

"Because they kept the latter part of the sentence secret. Besides, this family isn't completely devoid of supernatural abilities. At least they're incredibly wealthy. With money, they can make deals with the devil and bribe other supernatural powers to their advantage."

"For example, the Silver Nail Brotherhood has long been funded by their family, who provide them with the corpses of witches. Guess how many descendants of the Drummond family were born to witches?"

"The irony is that even though they have desecrated the wizard's bloodline, they have never given birth to any children with wizarding talent—oh, sorry, I mean 'vessel'."

"Since the wizard route doesn't work, are they turning their attention to the great knight?" Li Shanze sneered and shook his head.

"According to my speculation, the real 'Wine Pulp' of the Drummond family was probably once a wizard. He just particularly missed the power he once possessed, so he desperately wanted a wizard 'vessel'."

"And Alex, in the ambiguous prophecy, is believed to be very likely to possess supernatural powers. Therefore, he is the 'Son of Destiny'."

Morton continued.

Li Shanze laughed. "Well said. How could such an important and destined son, the future of the Drummond family, such a noble vessel, run to such a dangerous place on such a night, Mr. Morton?"

Author's words: Thanks to Qianxiao Anran for the recommendation vote

252 Reunion

While asking the question, Li Shanze also raised his gun and pointed it at Cyrus Morton.

Kate's lance was also pointed at this weird and lazy wizard.

Cyrus Morton's expression became more serious, and the nonchalance on his face disappeared. "What does this mean, Li?"

"It's nothing, I just think you've exaggerated the importance of that idiot." Li Shanze smiled.

Li Shanze always felt that the topics chosen by Cyrus Morton were all attempts to please him.

From China in this world to the devil's contract to Orientalism, all are topics that try to arouse Li Shanze's interest.

Li Shanze speculated that China and Orientalism were both due to their own race and skin color, and the devil's contract - the old wizard probably recognized that the ring on his ring finger came from the devil, so he deliberately brought up the topic.

When Li Shanze deliberately proposed a deal and tried to get rid of Alex for him, he avoided the topic by saying that he had suffered a great loss.

Although Li Shanze had not yet figured out the wizard's purpose, he had already informed Kate through the information cocoon ability of the Index Finger of Free Speech, asking her to prepare for battle.

However, before really fighting with this wizard whose background is unknown, Li Shanze still wants to test him again.

"I don't know if Alex Drummond is the destined son of the Drummond financial family, but I believe that his presence here at this special moment tonight is definitely due to you, the Drummond family's wizard advisor."

"Am I right, Mr. Morton?"

Morton sighed. "That idiot, with just a little verbal inducement and hint, he wouldn't even need any magic, and he'd be tempted to come looking for some wizard's hidden treasure just because he heard Senator Hamilton's speech."

Morton frankly admitted Li Shanze's questioning.

"Actually, the security force Alex brought with him is already strong enough. Theoretically, there won't be any problems in Philadelphia. It's just unfortunate that we met you, Li."

"I'm very curious about what your purpose is, Mr. Morton. I'm afraid you didn't simply trick your employer into this forest blocked by witchcraft?" Li Shanze ignored Morton's flattery and continued to question.

"Heh." The wizard sneered and pulled out a pocket watch from his chest. "Old Drummond used a contract to force me away from my daughter. As revenge, I now want to prevent him from seeing his son, grandson, great-grandson... and vessel. I wonder if this is a reasonable reason?"

"Whenever that young man, Alex, wants to look for me on a whim, the silver spider on the pocket watch will burn my chest to remind me, no matter what I am doing."

"It makes me feel like a guard dog, someone calls me by the bell and sends me away."

Morton's tone was quite calm, but the hatred contained in it was no less.

"At times like this, I always think of my precious daughter. When she was six years old, she would climb onto the windowsill of my study and knock on my window, asking her father to help her count the veins between the leaves of the green nettles."

"It would have been wonderful if it was my dear daughter who was looking for me. Unfortunately, I have never been allowed to see her since then."

When Morton mentioned his daughter, his eyes became infinitely gentler.

"When it snowed the other day, I remembered my daughter, when she was four, knocking over my crystal bottle of edelweiss juice. She nuzzled the back of my hand with her soft nose and whispered, 'I'm not cold, Daddy.'"

"What a lovely daughter! I wish I could give her everything I have! But the Drummond family forced me to separate from her and even used her to threaten me!"

Morton gritted his teeth and complained about the sadness of separation from his family.

"Wow, that's so nice! Mr. Morton! Mr. Morton and his daughter are so pitiful!" In the RV, Jennifer was so moved that her eyes were filled with tears.

She took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears, crying until her nose was about to bubble: "He loves his daughter so much, but they are forced to separate! Wuuuuu, if only my damn biological father cared about me this much!"

Li Shanze was not so sentimental. He frowned and asked, "So, you are doing this for your daughter?"

"Yeah, what else?" Morton snorted coldly and said.

In Li Shanze's mind, the identity of the wizard who came to the "Amish" set to clean up for his daughter was already obvious.

"Excuse me, is it you who changed your last name, or Jennifer? Jennifer Burton should be your daughter, right?" Li Shanze asked.

Jennifer's crying stopped abruptly.

"Huh?" A surprised sound came from her throat.

"Hmph, you're smart, kid! I changed her name. I didn't think she should have my last name, Morton, so I changed it to Bolton!" Cyrus Morton replied.

"If I hadn't realized that my Jennifer was in that RV, do you think I would have spoken to you so kindly? Hurry up and call Jennifer out. I want to have a good talk with her!"

Oh, so you've been trying to get close to me, and it's all thanks to Jennifer?

Li Shanze bared his teeth.

But Morton’s request is not easy to meet. After all, Li Shanze and Jennifer are not in a legitimate relationship.

The relationship between an owner and a pet dog, this kind of relationship can't be discussed in front of Jennifer's dad, right?

You serve the Drummond family as a dog, and your daughter serves me as a dog. This can be considered as the daughter following in the father's footsteps. Li Shanze felt that if he spoke like this, the old wizard would probably fight him to the death immediately.

I just don't know if Jennifer, that abstract woman, will still be obedient after having the support of her father who is a daughter slave...

Li Shanze was obviously worrying too much.

Because Jennifer is so filial and powerful.

Charlie asked Jennifer in disbelief, "Cyrus Morton, your father's real name, you don't recognize it?"

"Who knows what this old guy's name is!" Jennifer said confidently.

No, where is the touching feeling you just had, and where is the father-daughter relationship you wanted?

Why do you get so angry when you hear that he is your father?

Charlie was stunned. After a long while, she reluctantly asked, "What about you? Do you want to go out and see your father?"

While asking the question, Xia Li was still a little worried. Li Shanze treated his daughter like a bitch and trained her. Now, her father came to the door. What should she do?

"Yes, of course! The old man messed up my business! He has to compensate me!" Jennifer said righteously.

Then she smiled flatteringly: "I will give all the compensation to the master and the mistress, hehe."

This silly "hehe" laugh really sounds like a loyal dog wagging its tail.

This was the first time Charlie had experienced Jennifer's abstraction. She felt like a thousand words were rising up in her throat, but she opened her mouth and in the end, nothing came out.

Charlie could only reluctantly nod: "Then go meet your father."

When Jennifer got out of the RV, the moonlight stepped aside to make way for her.

The evening breeze lifted the hem of Jennifer's plain Ashmi stereotype skirt for live broadcasting.