People in Zongman: My Dimensional Cuisine

After a moment of silence, Nakiri Managi said softly, "So I've decided... to work overtime for you."

"Eh?! Lady Managi, are you a devil?!"

That's what they say, but Nakiri Managi certainly wouldn't actually make Klara work overtime. Klara and the others would say the same thing every day, clocking out on time, and sometimes even leaving early.

This made the ordinary employees of WGO envious. In contrast, in a mansion on the other side, Potts was putting on makeup and kept checking the time. She was feeling very nervous because today's conversation would determine too many things.

"Hey Jarvis, how long has Natasha been here today?"

"I just passed by and never appeared again. I don't know why."

Potts sighed and said, "Well, it seems she really is an agent with her own ideas... How much longer?"

"Your departure time is two hours away..."

"Two hours... well, I thought it was only ten minutes left."

"That's your misperception. Current data shows you're very nervous. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Potts shook his head and said, "No, no... I'm not nervous, I'm just a little... a little excited? Should I say that? Maybe I should..."

"In fact, according to the message from Unit 2, the gentleman is in the same state right now, and he keeps stomping his feet and yelling in his room."

Potts paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "It seems Tony is the one who's really nervous, otherwise he wouldn't have come up with this way to relieve stress. Can I talk to Tony?"

"Connected..."

Potts laughed and said, "Hey! Tony!"

Tony, who had been pacing and stamping his feet in the room, paused for a moment before laughing and saying, "Oh! Pepper! It's so good to hear your voice! You have no idea how nervous I am!"

"You actually admitted that you're nervous right now. In fact, I thought you would just say, 'I'm really looking forward to it.'"

Tony sighed and said, "I know very well that I'm not looking forward to it, okay, okay... actually I am looking forward to it, but more than that, I'm nervous! You probably don't know how important this conversation is."

"Of course I know! Otherwise, I wouldn't have contacted you at this time!"

Tony laughed and said, "Okay, you're getting here earlier than us today, that's a matter of attitude."

“I know, in fact, I’ve prepared everything and am just waiting to leave. Jarvis Unit 2 said you were... wandering around the room, stomping your feet and yelling?”

Tony said irritably, "Jarvis, you really do relay messages very quickly."

"Thank you, sir."

“I didn’t flatter you! Oh! Okay, okay... I did say the same thing as Jarvis, but you should know very well that this helps you relax, and it works. I feel much better now.”

Tony glanced out the window and sighed in relief, saying, "Because of the time difference, we'll return to where we are first. Potts, you need to leave first. The Ancient One is currently arranging things. We'll get back as quickly as possible, which should take about two hours."

"Then you don't need to worry, because I'm leaving in less than two hours."

"That's for the best... Is Casey alright?"

"It's great. You might not believe it, but Casey has come up with another direction for improving the Mark armor that you previously speculated on. His intelligence is just too high."

Tony paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "This is such a wonderful surprise! Which direction is Casey in? In fact, I even thought of the energy circuit and conversion device. What did it think of?"

Potts thought for a moment and said, "Jarvis, what is Casey thinking?"

“Casey considered liquefaction, and the resulting directions are absorption and rebound. In fact, sir, this would give the Mark armor more room for expansion, but…”

"The materials, are they correct?"

"Yes, sir."

Tony sighed and said, "It's a materials issue again! But... liquefaction... that's a good idea. That way, the extended space can be used not only to absorb energy attacks or deflect energy."

"What else can we do?"

Tony thought for a moment and said, "The simplest thing... if it's liquefaction... the most direct thing that can be done is regeneration! That's right! Regenerating armor!"

"Hey! Is this...is this even possible?!"

"Perhaps, with ordinary water, if you punch it, it will scatter, but it will also come back together! Besides that, there are... three states of a liquid, it can harden, and it can... a portion of it can be separated as..."

"parasitic?"

"That's right, but that would be terrifying. This is a completely unexpected attack, but that's just imagination... Ultimately... materials. Without materials, everything is meaningless. However, this idea is indeed very good. It could even allow me to wear the Mark mech while simultaneously equipping another set of armor inside or outside the mech."

Potts smiled and said, "I can tell you're not so nervous anymore."

"Huh? Hey! It really works!"

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Chapter 312 Soraka and Akali's Arrival, Jarvan III's Arrangements (Please Subscribe~)

Meanwhile, on the other side, at the border of Demacia's capital, a carriage was approaching, carrying two women, one in a white robe and the other in a black robe.

It was Soraka and Akali. Since a carriage had already been prepared, Soraka didn't ask Akali to buy a black robe separately, but instead gave her the one she had used along the way.

Akali, wearing the same white robe she had worn when she went to Ionia, glanced out of the carriage and said softly, "Lady Soraka, we have arrived at the border of the capital and are about to enter the capital."

Soraka said softly, "I understand, Akali. Don't you think everything's going well right now?"

"Yes... Lady Soraka, where do we need to go?"

"Let's go see Emperor Jarvan first, and then we can talk about other things. After all, we've come to the capital of an empire, so it's natural to pay our respects first."

Akali nodded, then asked hesitantly, "Lady Soraka, should I come along?"

"Of course you need to, Akali. Why would you ask that?"

"Lord Soraka, your staff is fine, but I was carrying a weapon when I visited the king. Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

Soraka thought for a moment and said, "It's nothing, you can just follow me."

"Yes!"

"Lady Soraka! Guard!"

Akali immediately placed her hand on her scythe upon hearing the coachman's voice. Soraka asked in confusion, "What happened?"

"Lord Soraka, we've arrived at the gates of Xiongdu City! Where should we go first?"

Soraka said softly, "Go to the palace. I need to see Emperor Jarvan."

"Yes!"

The carriage stopped abruptly after traveling for a while, and then a voice shouted, "Who goes there?! Halt! Martial law in Xiongdu! Show your documents..."

"How dare you! Lady Soraka is in the carriage!"

"What?! Lady Soraka?! This..."

Soraka bent down, leaned out of the carriage, removed her hood, and whispered, "We are going to pay our respects to Emperor Jarvan."

"Lady Soraka! It really is Lady Soraka! Open the city gates at once!"

After the captain of the guards quickly opened the city gate, the coachman continued on his way. However, after only a few steps, they heard someone shout, "Lord Soraka has arrived in Xiongdu! Lord Soraka has arrived in Xiongdu!"

The voice was very loud, and everyone could hear it clearly. In an instant, the entire city of Xiongdu became lively, and the streets were filled with people.

This was perhaps the most harmonious scene ever seen between nobles and commoners; everyone stood on both sides of the street, and the previous guards were all riding trained warhorses around the carriages.

The coachman felt more proud than ever before, with his carriage being protected by a guard. His carriage was carrying one of the greatest people in Runeterra, Soraka, the Messenger of the Stars. He felt like he had brought glory to his ancestors and could brag about it for the rest of his life.

"Lady Soraka! Lady Soraka has finally come to Xiongdu again! I thought this was a joke! Please forgive my ignorance!"

"Me too! Why is Lady Soraka riding in such a carriage?! What are the nobles of Xiongdu doing?! They must apologize to Lady Soraka!"

"Yes!"

The nobles watching from the sidelines were also stunned. What the hell? They had only found out this afternoon, and there was no time to wait! Otherwise, who wouldn't want their family to provide a caravan?! The head of the family could even personally act as a coachman.

However, the nobles continued to proclaim their ignorance. Soraka then bent down and stepped out after the coachman stopped. When they saw the man in white robes, they were all taken aback.

Soraka took off his hood, and the next moment everyone cheered. Soraka gestured for everyone to quiet down.

Soraka said softly, "I am very grateful for the warmth and care of the residents of Demacia, but as for the carriage incident, there is no need to blame anyone. My guards and I originally planned to come on foot."

"But your dutiful soldiers stationed on the front line found us the best carriages we could find. We didn't take the usual route, and with the storms at sea along the way, no one knew we were coming. You can't blame anyone for that."

The commoners nodded in understanding. Soraka said softly, "Now, we need to pay our respects to the King of Demacia, His Majesty Jarvan III. Tomorrow, my guards and I will heal the wounded and sick of the people of the capital."

"Thank you, Lady Soraka!"

Soraka simply gestured with her hand and turned back to the carriage, saying softly, "We can set off now."

"Yes!"

The coachman continued to drive the carriage forward with his back straight and a proud air, while the people expressed various sentiments, praising Lord Soraka's kindness and how approachable he was.

Many nobles breathed a sigh of relief. In Runeterra, practically no one would dislike Soraka. Such a person would certainly not be a good person, because Soraka had walked all over Runeterra, awakening and healing the wounded.

She doesn't care whether she's treating a villain or whether the person is rich or poor. She never charges any fees and also helps those who have lost their way. There are many people in Runeterra who are respected like this, but Soraka is definitely one that can't be ignored.

In the Demacian palace, an elderly man with sharp eyes said in a deep voice, "Lady Soraka has finally returned to the capital... What wonderful news!"

"Father, Lady Soraka wishes to pay her respects at the palace first."

"Oh! What an honor... What are you doing?"

“I’m waiting for Garen; he should arrive with Zhao Xin, the chief steward.”

Jarvan III nodded and said, "Zhao Xin and Garen... the two insurmountable mountains of Demacia, they should also stand in this hall to welcome Lady Soraka."

"Yes, Father, Lord Soraka's residence has been arranged. Should we send private troops to guard the area?"

"Private soldiers are not necessary. Lord Soraka is very powerful. He needs more servants and the best treatment! The best! Even better than mine! But he still needs a few gatekeepers."

"Yes!"

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Chapter 313 The Glory of Bringing Treasure to One's Ancestors (For those interested, please subscribe!)

The carriage finally stopped in front of the palace. Soraka and Akali got off the carriage, and Soraka turned to the coachman and said gently, "Thank you, you've had a hard time."

The driver, flattered and overwhelmed, said, "It's nothing! This is the honor of my life!"

Soraka said nothing more, but she and Akali turned to look at the palace before slowly walking forward. The coachman, watching their retreating figures, smiled and said, "What a merciful sir..."

"That coachman!"

"I?"

"Yes! It's you!"

The coachman was just reminiscing when he heard a shout. He turned around and saw a man dressed as a civil official walking over. The coachman quickly said, "Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

The civil official took a money bag from a servant and tossed it to the coachman, saying, "This is a gift from the great King Jarvan III. It is your reward for bringing Lord Soraka safely to the capital."

"This...this...isn't this too much...?"

"Three hundred gold coins? His Majesty Jarvan III still thinks that's not enough? Alright! Go back! This carriage will be your family's heirloom for eternity!"

"Yes! Thank you, my lord! Thank you, Your Majesty Jarvan III! We are grateful to the capital! Long live Demacia!"

The civil official nodded, turned, and left. The coachman looked at the money bag in his hand and smiled. Two hundred gold coins! He couldn't earn that much in several lifetimes.

As soon as they left the palace, they were found by someone who offered an exorbitant price to buy the carriage, but the driver refused outright and wouldn't sell it for any amount of money.

At this moment, in the palace hall, King Jarvan III was wearing royal robes, and Prince Jarvan was also wearing royal attire, standing to one side. Beside them were two men with the same resolute faces, except that one of them had very long hair.

It was none other than the Grand Steward of Demacia, one of Demacia's most powerful warriors, Zhao Xin, the Grand Steward of Demacia. The prince said in confusion, "Garen, to be honest, I thought Lady Tiana would also be coming."

"My aunt is still explaining some things to Lux, and Lady Soraka has arrived... arrived."

Before Garen could finish speaking, he saw a woman in white robes and a woman in black robes approaching. Their faces were obscured, but their petite stature and slender figures made it clear that they were two women.

Garen glanced at Zhao Xin, who simply nodded. They were both valiant and skilled warriors, naturally very sensitive to the strong and hostile.

Jarvan III stepped forward, placed a hand on his heart, and said with a smile, "Greetings, Lady Soraka..."

Soraka removed her hood, revealing her cascading silver hair tied into a braided ponytail. Her exquisite features, mysterious pale purple skin, and peaceful, loving golden eyes, along with a single horn resembling that of a unicorn, seemed to attest to her sacredness.

It was indeed Soraka herself. Soraka smiled and said, "Your Majesty Jarvan III, it has been many years since we last met."

"Yes, but Lady Soraka, you are still as holy and beautiful as you were back then, while I am growing older and older..."

Soraka smiled and said, "Birth, aging, sickness and death are the natural course of human life. My lifespan is only so that I can heal and guide more people. This is my mission, Your Majesty Jarvan III. Everyone exists for a mission."

Jarvan III smiled and said, "Yes, although my mission is not yet complete, I have a continuation of my life... Come, greet Lady Soraka."