Type Moon World, this moon is really wild

At this moment, Kukulkan resembled an innocent girl who loved reading, remembering Yinglin's words perfectly.

The most important of these is...

Excellent quality chocolate.

You can either create them yourself using magic.

Alternatively, you could try to find reputable wholesalers in the industry.

For example, a smoke mirror.

Kukulkan comforted himself in this way.

Perfect timing! I'm studying Quetzalcoatl from Pan-Human History, and her nemesis is the Smoke Mirror. I must replicate her to become a perfect god!

In fact, Smoke Mirror only gradually became a "villain" because of the colonists; it is not an evil god in essence.

Kukulkan, however, was too lazy to think about that statement and only considered the Smoke Mirror as some kind of treasure chest monster.

If you smash it, you'll get a bunch of high-quality chocolates!

Even without any psychological burden~

Under the starry sky, Yinglin taught everything he could.

The remaining techniques, which require more patience, were not discussed in detail.

Otherwise, judging from how hard Kukulkan racked his brains, he probably wouldn't be able to use it well.

Once Kukulkan calmed down, he realized how quickly time was passing and understood that Yinglin had many things waiting for him, so he stood up.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Yinglin also got up. Just as he was about to say something, she hugged him tightly, and he enjoyed the warmth from the girl.

"See you in a few days... Lin."

"Okay, I will wait for you to come back. When you do, I will remember you a lot."

"Ok!"

Having said that, Kukulkan didn't linger. She was a person with good execution skills, and since she had made up her mind, she would just leave.

Yinglin dusted himself off and, for the first time, had some doubts about the system, so he asked.

"bb?"

No response

If the system had a physical form, it would be crouching down in frustration, unsure of what to say.

Like a child who has made a mistake, drawing circles on the ground and talking.

"Why is this happening? I had planned to install a humanoid robot so he wouldn't find out."

As a result, a single sentence that slipped out almost led to his underwear being stolen.

Fortunately, he didn't say which BB sauce he was.

"Hmm? In my memory, it seems that no matter which BB it is, they will retaliate against me at this time."

"For example, huh? A junior? You guessed without even knowing my identity, and now you're wrong, aren't you? You're just a nobody, a nobody~"

The deliberately imitated tone deeply hurt Tongzi, prompting her to retort angrily.

Climb!

Okay, now it's definitely BB himself.

The only question is whether it's the one I remember.

Or perhaps, I could manufacture it?

Yinglin was unaware of these things, but he was too lazy to ask.

I don't think it will be that dramatic.

Yinglin had already gone to find Meizhen, while BB sighed alone in the system space.

How can I explain this in a way that he can accept?

It's incredibly complicated.

Nourished by that peculiar life force, she was born about four years ago.

Its purpose is to help the master grow rapidly and make good use of that power.

Besides, she was also unclear about her own abilities.

never mind!

I can't be bothered with it, let them do whatever they want.

Anyway, he'll naturally uncover the secret once we go to Greece.

……

The Einzbern family

The little angel is still so well-behaved.

The moment she saw the chocolate, her eyes lit up noticeably. She even put down her favorite game, coughed, and said...

"What gift will you be giving this time?"

"What you like... let me think... could it be a renowned archangel?"

"Get lost, I don't need this, hmph." Metatron seemed to refuse the gift, but then arrogantly accepted it.

"Why don't you give it back to me?"

"I missed you so much."

Seeing that Metatron might be about to breathe, Yinglin quickly hugged him, which finally subdued the ferocious blonde angel.

However, she didn't seem interested in the so-called archangel; she only accepted him because of her high regard for Yinglin.

Even if the things he gives me don't suit my taste, I will still accept them.

Yinglin noticed this and, while patting her head, asked curiously:

"By the way, do you really not like it much?"

"Yes, I care more about you than about past glories."

Chapter 152 Mei Zhen's "Great Achievements"

"I see."

Since that's what you say, then I'll naturally do something different.

Yinglin called Irisviel along, and she was treated the same way.

"What's wrong, Lord Lin?"

The white-haired lady was very happy, clearly delighted by the experience of racing with him.

"You'll find out soon enough, it's chocolate. Have you decided what kind you want?"

"chocolate?"

Metatron's life these days goes without saying.

As for Irisviel, Yinglin hasn't decided yet.

Of course, some things are prepared in advance.

But after Metatron's actions, Yinglin believes there should be some surprises.

The collaborative manufacturing process is also essential; no step can be omitted!

"really?"

The lady covered her mouth in surprise. Before she could decide what gift she wanted, Yinglin had already brought out her favorite thing.

It was a refined sports car, and beneath its elegant and understated exterior lay many cool design features.

"This is?"

"Greece, when I go there, I will definitely give you this car."

"The Machine God?" Metatron asked instinctively.

"Yes, that place has the most advanced science and technology on Earth. In my opinion, its purpose is not just for fighting. Even Zeus himself was not a fighting machine at the beginning."

To be precise, the original purpose of the Greek Mechanos was to find new energy sources.

Unlike a certain robot in China that never found an inexhaustible source of energy, the Greek machine god found one, fell in love with Earth, and lived there for the rest of its life, becoming the local guardian deity.

This also left Chaos an empty nester, lying all alone in the cosmic crevice.

"Zeus?"

Whenever the main god is mentioned, he is definitely the first person that comes to mind.

He was also the strongest among the many Thunder Gods, and undoubtedly the top-tier main god.

"Such a powerful god, isn't he just used for fighting?"

“Yes.” Yinglin nodded, adding, “If I had to describe it, perhaps it would be an exploration machine?”

"awesome."

Irisviel let out a sigh of admiration.

Even the usually arrogant Metatron had no objection to this; he was just wondering what kind of gift Yinglin would give her later.

So, how do you feel?

"That's wonderful, thank you for the gift."

"That's good. I was worried you wouldn't like it."

"how could it be possible."

In Irisviel's own eyes, she had already achieved a complete and happy life, so how could she not like Yinglin's gift?

Look, even Metatron, who has the "worst temper," readily accepts gifts he doesn't like.

"You'll see how my chocolate turns out in a bit."

"Hmm?" Irisviel looked over and saw that Shadowlin had taken out a lot of chocolates and fruits and was making a new cake for Metatron.

Yinglin, based on his memory, imprinted all of Mei Zhen's favorite things onto the cake.

Despite the missing piece, Metatron still loved it so much that he lay on the ground, resting his chin on his hands and gazing contentedly at Yinglin's earnest expression.

Even those noble gold eyes were filled with love and tenderness.

She's the kind of person who wouldn't recognize Michael if he came.

You might even question your existence: Is this still the arrogant Metatron?

"Wait, something's missing here."

"Ok?"

The wife carefully added that it was Metatron's furious roar after being "bullied".

"Yinglin, I will never help you again!"

Seeing this, Ying Lin was very curious. When he looked at Metatron, he found that she had lowered her head in shame and did not dare to look Ying Lin in the eye. She held her hands above her head, adopting an ostrich-like posture that made the two people present laugh.

Yinglin even teased her a little by extending his chocolate-stained index finger and placing it near the angel's lips.

At this point, the wife was already struggling to hold back her laughter.

Metatron was unaware that it was just another routine feeding from Yinglin. He subconsciously put it in his mouth and gently bit it, only to suddenly realize that it was actually a finger. His pupils widened as he glared at the grinning Yinglin.

"hateful!"

The ambiguous words, accompanied by the angel's wrath, began a fierce "biting".

Aside from adding a few marks to his fingertips, the angel couldn't harm Shadowscale.

"Okay, okay, let go now, I still need to make chocolate."