I'm Opening a Restaurant in Collapse

Take it to cut fish, it won't stick to any flavor.

After all, it has no form.

I don't know how the fusion warrior "Sakura" of the last era would feel when he saw his weapon being used like this?

Probably happy.

He casually created a snow country with a diameter of 20 meters, Zhao Bai put the knife back into the box, and nodded at Mei.

Mei also nodded blankly.

After a long time, she recovered from the shock, widened her eyes, and asked, "What happened just now? Is this snow country your weapon special effect?"

"It's just a way to preserve freshness, it's all to allow guests to eat the most delicious food, not worth mentioning."

"?"

Shocked is not enough to describe her current mood.

Mei's mood was like seeing the Herrscher of Reason making money from projection Homu toys, and the holder of the Heavenly Fire Holy Inquisition selling barbecues on the flyover.There was a hint of pity in the shock, and even a touch of jealousy, completely incomprehensible.

What you are striving for is what others are accustomed to.

Dimension Slash was released, and another burning fire field turned into an ice purgatory. Zhao Bai frowned involuntarily.

His hands began to tremble slightly.

After using absolute zero strength for a long time, the body begins to feel cold. If this goes on like this, there will be a risk of frostbite.

"are you……"

Seeing this, Yayi asked with concern. Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Bai pulled out another sword from his waist.

A red knife.

The burning crimson flames wrapped around the blade, and the rolling heat wave swept over. Zhao Baiguai shouted and then retracted the blade. The chill just now was directly dispelled by most of it.

The waist is not sore, and the legs are not sore.

It's not too hard to cook a whole day's meals in one sitting.

The legendary demon sword from hell, Chi Yanying, is now only Zhao Bai's hand warmer.

It can only be said that good fortune makes people.

"What did you say?"

Zhao Bai turned around and asked, Ya Yi was halfway through speaking, and suddenly choked, her expression became very exciting.

"It's nothing, you are amazing."

Zhao Bai just finds it strange. Of course, he is very powerful, and he still needs her to talk about it?Don't you know it yourself?

Zhao Bai entered the cycle of Dimension Slash - Dimension Slash - pulling out the red dyed cherry blossoms to keep warm - Dimension Slash again, and in a short while he created a blue barrier separating the flames from the pasture.

He withdrew the knife, calmly, his brows still furrowed.

Zhao Bai stood silently, his eyes fixed on the direction of the flames, and he did not speak for a long time.

"Yi, are the wildfires in Australia burning so strangely?"

He stuck out his tongue to sense the wind direction, and said vaguely, "Even though the west wind is blowing, the flames always burn in the direction of the pasture, as if someone is controlling it."

No fire in the world burns like this.

Mei frowned, felt the subtle discord between the direction of the wind and the direction of the flame, and found the temporary person in charge of the ranch, Mr. Chen Sicheng.

"Apart from the wildfires that have been burning, is there anything else strange about this pasture?"

"Nothing."

Compared with the standard questioning method that Ya Yi learned in class, Zhao Bai is obviously more refined and easy-going.

He said: "This flame is burning towards this pasture. You stand here and walk in a few more directions. I want to see what connection the mountain fire has with you."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Mr. Chen was very flustered, as if he was covering up something.

Of course he didn't hide it.

Any ordinary person encounters this kind of situation, will inevitably have this kind of emotion.

Ya Yi spoke out to comfort him, and it took a long time for Mr. Chen to calm down, and Zhao Bai's words knocked him back to his original shape.

"Where the flames came, could it be that there are your relatives?"

At this moment, as if the pepper storage warehouse in the cafeteria was blown up, Zhao Bai saw with his own eyes that a man nearly 40 years old squeezed out a tear, and the crystal teardrops flowed on his dark and thin cheeks.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little heavy.

It turned out that Mr. Chen's daughter died young, obviously at the age of elementary school, but died of a systemic infection caused by burns.

The body was not cremated, but buried in a wasteland 120 kilometers away from here.

"..."

"I already know about the situation."