God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

There is a sweet aroma in the kitchen.

Moreover, the fragrance wafted out from the window and scattered in the yard, making the cats on the trees, roofs, and fences all refreshed and looked at the source of the smell.

Under the scientific feeding method (×) of the gods for several days, the meals of the Fusangshen are less oily and salty, and the cooking is simple, so all of them have beautiful fur, but... although the original taste of the food is also It's great, but cats in their state can easily succumb to the appeal of junk food after a dozen days of eating it.

...Especially when I still remember the taste and texture I tasted when I was in human form.

The two Siamese cats fighting on the roof were the first to stop. The bigger one stretched and meowed and rushed towards the kitchen. The smaller one meowed to stop him while following Running around behind him.

An Abyssinian cat hiding in the shadow of leaves quietly approached the kitchen window, watching the movement inside with golden eyes.

Chinjila, with one blue and one green mandarin duck eyes, looked around, but after failing to find her target, she pushed the door open with graceful steps.

Various baking ingredients and production utensils were placed in front of the god judge, while Sanriyue squatted steadily on his head, watching Jingmo curiously with her paws in her hands, and began to make various ratios as if doing an experiment.

Mustache is hanging behind his back, showing a cat's head looking forward, kicking it from time to time to get a better view, paws hanging on the expensive clothes and scratching out many threads unceremoniously.

Kagemaru walks around at Jingmo’s feet, looking like he wants to jump up to step up for his brother (of a different breed), but the cat’s curious nature makes him always devote one-third of his attention to the kitchen on stage.

Hasebe sat on the table, taking care not to touch the food beside him, with small gloves on his front paws. This was a series of mimes that strongly demanded the right to help, and it was impossible to refuse Those who conjure up suitable equipment for him - even if it is a cat's paw pad, it can also help to get a sender and the like.

"Meow~" Sanriyue lazily expressed that she wanted to eat vanilla flavor.

"Mi." Hasebe called out shortly, looking dangerously at the big cat lying on top of its owner's head.

"It's not heavy," Jing Mo smiled. "The vanilla one is also very simple. Hasebe helped me push the fourth plate over there."

The leopard cat stretched out its paws with a serious expression, and pushed the plate forward forty centimeters.

"Thank you." The judge smiled softly and winked at him, "What flavor do you want?"

"Mi...mi." Hasebe seldom makes that kind of coquettish meowing sound with a long tail sound, every time Mimi is very restrained and whispers softly, but every night after changing back like this, she sees Shenshen Or he is still a little uncomfortable, and he probably has finally done a good job of mental preparation recently, and he can talk to Jingmo normally like a conditional amnesia.

"It's not troublesome, and it doesn't delay anything," Jing Mo curled his lips, "It's good for you to stay with me for a while like this, and treat it as a benefit to me—after all, animals are really good at healing the soul."

"In this ordinary world, it is also a good rest to experience the life of being guarded by others."

"Mimi...mi!" The leopard cat immediately sat up straight, with its tail raised high to express its mood.

"That can't be done. If you don't become cats anymore, you can't stay here anymore." Jing Mo took off his gloves and poked his forehead, "People who are too good will bring chaos to this small place, but I don't want you to have too many scruples."

"Mi..." Hasebu subconsciously licked the finger on his head, and stopped vigilantly before licking it, and forcibly restrained his instinct to lie down and turn his stomach, but his almond-like pupils narrowed , and the chin was raised a bit.

However, the god-judgment's great career of petting cats did not continue, because Mustache, who had never known restraint, quickly bit his ear with his sharp teeth, urging him to move on to the next step.

"Meow."

"Here we go."

The appraiser put on his gloves again while comparing the recipes, and began to whip the cream. Every movement of his hands was very precise, and he was distracted while chatting with the cats around him.

"How does it feel to see the world through the eyes of a small creature?"

"Meow—" Sanriyue uttered lazily, sniffing the increasingly sweet fragrance in the air, "Meow."

"Have you experienced human school life?" The examiner smiled, "Higakiri took you there... indeed, the school is a very dynamic place, and you can see the epitome of the future from it."

"Mi," Mustache stared at the blood vessels in the neck of the judge, and responded casually, "Meow...meow."

Hearing his name below, Keimaru hurriedly meowed in agreement. He looked up, jumped and hugged the leg of the judge, and then quickly climbed to the other shoulder.

"I made it with ordinary materials because I want to better grasp the molding process," the appraiser moved his fingertips and added vanilla extract to the whipped cream, "so it's not for you to eat after it's made..." God can't do it, if Candlestick Cut or Ge Xian is here, it won't be such a trouble."

"Miwu," Yaoyan, who came back after taking away his naughty younger brother, jumped to the other side of the kitchen counter, wagging his tail, "Mi—meow."

"No, it's a good thing if you want to go out for a walk. If you walk along the fence, you won't be afraid if you don't avoid the car and the rampaging human cubs." The interrogator shook his head. "I'm very relieved for the two of them to go out."

"Meow." Mustache yelled, his tail resting on the God Judge's arm.

"If you go out, you can rest assured that Xiwan is with you." The judge glanced at him sideways, "Only the two of you may not be able to find your way back."

"Mi!" Kagemaru immediately said that it would be absolutely fine if he was there.

Sanriyue made a grunting sound as if she was laughing, and the shaking of her body was transmitted to the God Inspector through her furry belly, and her tail was also drawn back and forth on her hair, as if being easy to get lost was a rare advantage.

Hasebe was stunned by this brazen response, his ears were pricked up, his almond eyes were fixed on the white cat, and he couldn't figure out why the other party had such a reaction.

Seeing his cautious look, the judge couldn't help laughing.

Hmm...Because it is in the state of a cat, the Fu Sangshen's mood is much easier to understand than before. Is this a surprise?

"Mi." Sanriyue didn't intend to explain, but moved to make herself more comfortable, and continued to wait for her dessert.

"It's coming soon," the judge said helplessly, "If you rush, you won't get the desired result."

The cream was whipped, and the cake embryos in the oven were also out of the oven. Jing Mo licked the tip of the cream on the egg beater, and confirmed that the taste was similar to that made by Candlestick Cut. The edible materials and some tools were removed.

"Meow?" The mustache-cut beard rubbed back and forth on the judge's neck, wondering why he didn't continue.

"If you still use these raw materials, you can't eat the things you make." Jing Mo took off his gloves and put the finished cream, fruit and cake embryos on his left hand. "Now I'm going to use some special methods to reconstruct they."

special method?

The meows waited curiously with him, sniffing the sweet scent that gradually emanated from the side to satisfy their hunger.

The shikigami returned soon, but this time they were holding strange things—to be precise, ingredients that were completely unsuitable for baking. The crescent moon, who had the advantage of the location, poked his head out, and in a Something resembling an eyeball with a strange mucus was seen in the white porcelain keg.

...something that looks like an eyeball?

Mao Mao's heart trembled violently, and his ears perked up.

"What?" Feeling that the cat on his head suddenly entered a tense state, Jing Mo paused for a moment, then asked after deduction, "Do you want to know the reason?"

At this time, the other cats also saw the things brought up, and they all fell into indescribable emotions and couldn't extricate themselves.

Familiar wriggling tentacles, translucent eggs of unknown creatures wrapped in turbid liquid, bloodshot eyes, strange horizontal flat pupils... Although they are all packed in exquisite containers, they still have a feeling that makes people want to move quickly. The most normal one is a small box of snow-white grease, but because it looks too normal, it is easy to have bad associations.

Speaking of which, God-inspectors seldom cook with their hands, but mostly take them out to eat or provide raw materials... Is there a deeper reason for this?

Cats who feel they have discovered something refuse to think deeply.

"...Meow?" Yaoyan was the first to react, and tentatively asked about the next action—are you going to use these to make desserts?

"This world also satisfies the law of energy conservation, and everything is composed of basic states." The examiner didn't touch those things, but put his hands on those weird raw materials, "To make your favorite taste And taste, remove the parts that are not good for the body, and then reorganize the basic state with things with similar composition ratios, and I will make up for the energy consumed.”

"Meow?"

alchemy?

Yaoyan thought about it and asked.

"In some places, this is called 'alchemy out of the frame', because the missing parts in the transformation are filled by things that don't belong to this system." The god judge nodded, "It's just that this technology is a bit dangerous, Not suitable for mass adoption."

A lot of weird theories that sound plausible, but at the end of the day, you're going to be using these things for cupcakes... eh?

Sanriyue suddenly felt that the sweet smell in the air was no longer fragrant.

"Ingesting seafood will make the fur smoother," the examiner is still considering his ratio, "add a little tasteless trace elements, correspondingly, use fat that is easier to absorb, and the aroma , using the simulation method..."

As his hand produced a slight light, white cream gradually appeared in the empty glass bowl in front of him, exuding the same fragrance as the items made by the regular channel beside it, and then a cake embryo appeared, which looked fluffy and soft.

At the same time, those weird materials are also rapidly decreasing, the eyeballs disappear especially quickly, and some strange dregs and liquids are left behind, and the smell is even weirder.

Cats with a more sensitive sense of smell: Vomit!

The shikigami took away the trash bucket in time, but the impact of the picture still remained deeply in the hearts of the cats present.

"That's enough," Jing Mo happily tasted the alchemy cream, and then dipped some on the cat above his head, "San Riyue?"

"……Meow."

Sankayue, who had lost her appetite, avoided the cream, licked the judge's fingers, and listlessly slid down his hair and fell to the ground.

"..." The judge glanced around, and the cats were all very interested in their tails and paws, and they didn't want to meet his interested eyes at all, "Why, don't you want to eat?"

...don't want to eat.

"Meow~meow~" Sanriyue called softly a few times, and rubbed her head against the leg of the god judge, showing that she had fully understood the painstaking efforts of the god judge, that any creature should follow its nature and not eat the recipe Things outside the scope will cause trouble for the protagonist. After this state is lifted, it will be more enjoyable to experience life with the protagonist.

Probably this is what it means, full of official evasion and the cat's own coquettish request.

Hasebe looked at the pot of cream. To be honest, if he didn't know the production process, he wouldn't be able to tell the difference between them. Although he doesn't like desserts, for the sake of the Lord, eating a bite is nothing.

As long as it is for the sake of the Lord, I, Hasebe, can even eat raw materials directly!

He flicked his tail, ready to speak.

But at this moment, the kitchen door opened, and Izumi Mori Kanesada and Horikawa Kunihiro slipped in one after the other.

"Meow!" The big Siamese cat jumped onto the counter, meowed dissatisfiedly at the two servings of cream and cake embryos, then pawed on the examiner's chest and licked off the remaining cream on his hand .

!

He immediately received the eyes of the other cats looking at the warrior, but there seemed to be a trace of sympathy in it.

But this is not a problem!

Izumi Shou walked up and down the stage proudly, thinking that he had earned the first bite, and it didn't matter if he was retaliated by these narrow-minded cats.

The smiling Qingjiang yawned contentedly from the tree outside the window watching everything. Today is still a fun day.

The judge smiled and shook his head: "Okay, just eat it... As compensation, come play catnip with me."

"Meow?"

Feeling different from what he imagined, Izumi Mori Kanesada's body was a little stiff, he looked around and asked the most reliable medicine researcher for the reason.

"……mum."

Mei Short hesitated for a moment, briefly explained the cause and effect, and thoughtfully brushed off the eyeballs with 'special ingredients': "Meow...meow."

Don't worry, just take a bite, there will be no physical problems, don't worry so much, let's go and see what catnip the general said!

The author has something to say: It’s okay to eat, but the psychological barrier is more sad~

If you haven’t seen the production process, you will probably have a good time eating it...

Judge, you have changed!You are no longer the gentle person you used to be!

感谢在2021-04-2719:53:21~2021-04-2915:09:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of pipipapo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!