Start in Another World With All Cooking Skills

What is there?

This is already a clear grab, right?

Is there still Wang Fa? Is there still a law?

Look, is this the words, deeds and size that a god should have!

The corners of Don's eyes twitched, but apart from a few slanderous words, he didn't dare to jump up and point at the original god.

Since Lord God wants more, then I can only grit my teeth and offer something else... After all, I ran to him to seek refuge, and the old man just sealed me a divine emissary in front of his followers.

Consoling himself in this way, Don patted Alice's Bedtime Reading again.

Think of it as a waste of money to eliminate disasters.

A tightly closed sarcophagus directly appeared in the boundless white space.

This time, Dorn planned to endure the pain in his heart and sacrifice the four black nails together.

After all, the Primordial God is the righteous God of another world. When meeting for the first time, Dawn really didn't dare to offer him some useless props.

You can't treat a dignified god like someone who collects junk and replaces it with a stainless steel washbasin...

After the sarcophagus was pulled out of the story world, Dawn also put the bronze lantern inside together.

Lanterns and black nails, these are newly obtained high-quality props, so the original creator should be satisfied.

With this in mind, he waited for a while.

In this boundless pure white space, nothing has changed.

The sarcophagus used as a packing box is still in front of him.

The group of fluffy pink balls still kept a distance from the terrifying upright creatures that had roasted their kind, arching each other's big ears, with vigilance and caution on their faces.

Don: ...

Picking up the white paper in his hand again, the words on it have not changed, it is still——

[besides. ]

Does this mean that the offerings are not enough?

Now the corners of Don's eyes twitched even more, and he could hardly keep his expression.

no! Is this still a god!

They are simply bandits, even worse than bandits! He also said that people's believers should praise the goodness of the righteous gods. In one word, it's disgusting!

His heart had already started to jump, but Donne still maintained restraint on the surface.

On other people's land, what else can I do?

So, he began to think painfully about what else he could hand over to honor the Lord God.

If you want to say what good things are left in you.

【As one wishes】? [When the chaos engraved]?

These two self-aware props have been with Dawn for a long time, and he is absolutely reluctant to hand them over.

Moreover, it is impossible.

Logically speaking, these two items are all rewards for conquering the relics of the gods.

If the ruins were really created by the original god, [Ruyi] and [When the chaos is engraved] can all be regarded as rewards given to him by the original god.

How can you bring something back when you give it away?

Alice's Bedtime Reading?

No, Long Niang is bound to the world in the book and cannot get out.

Even if you are a god, you can't force people to sell their daughters...

After thinking about it, Don felt that he really had nothing to offer.

You can't cook a dish for the original god, can you? Don frowned tightly, Actually, it seems...isn't it impossible?

As a cook, the most valuable thing is the dishes, isn't it?

And the pink-haired rabbits all over the floor are all high-quality ingredients.

It's okay if you don't want to, but now that you think about it - the taste of shredded roast rabbit meat is really good.

Dawn, who was originally frowning and thinking about what else would be suitable as an offering, lost his thoughts a little as he thought about it.

Even the eyes of those pink furhorn rabbits on the ground have changed...

It only made those fluffy pink rabbits retreat in fear.

After Donne had these weird ideas, the little note in his hand changed again.

The print-like handwriting was blurred again, and began to be arranged and reorganized. After it became clear, it had become another vocabulary——

[feather. ]

At the same time, under the word, there is also a line of words with a smaller font——

[It’s okay to cook, but don’t eat my rabbit again. ]

ah this...

Looking at this small line of notes, Donne realized that it seemed that in this boundless white space, the original god could hear his own voice.

As a god, it is not surprising to have such abilities.

That is to say, what I just slandered in my heart, the old man of the original god can hear it? It's terrible...Your lord has a lot, so it's no wonder...

After a short period of silence, nothing changed around Donne.

No divine punishment came.

This righteous god seems to be quite magnanimous...

Donne's favorability with the original god +5.

After that, he chose to put the two green crow feathers into the sarcophagus according to the request of the original god without any distractions.

After all the items from the Green Raven Man were offered as sacrifices, the unseen God seemed to be finally satisfied.

All I saw was the group of pink-haired horned rabbits scattered around and watching, rushing towards the sarcophagus.

Either arched or topped or carried, Leng Shengsheng quickly moved the extremely thick sarcophagus.

These horned rabbits may not be as weak as they appear on the surface. Donne guessed in his heart watching the shocking scene of the horned rabbit pulling the coffin.

In addition, he also remembered what Crick said when he used the material of the horned rabbit to identify it:

It is recorded in ancient books that it is just a monster that existed long, long ago. People seem to call it [the messenger].

It now appears that the records in that ancient book are correct.

The pink-haired rabbit seems to be really a [messenger], and also the most prestigious messenger in this different world.

Because they are sending messages for the gods.

When you go back, you can tell Crick, and Mr. Alfonso, an old scholar who has never met, that you don't have to look through the materials for me to identify the horned rabbit... because I saw it alive again, and it's still the same. whole bunch.

After the figures of the isometric rabbit and the sarcophagus disappeared into the boundless white space, the note in Dawn's hand changed again——

[Hold on. ]

After getting all the things you want, your words are really... polite. At this moment, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Don waited for about ten minutes in this magical white space.

During the period, the content of the note in his hand had not changed, so he did not take the liberty to explore here.

Coupled with the fact that Yuanyuan can still hear people's voices, Donne can only control his thoughts and let go as much as possible.

Like thinking, and trying to think, non-blasphemous thoughts.

for example--

The small words that the original god left on the note just now mean that he is willing to eat my dishes? Wait a minute... If a god has eaten my dishes, how much [cooking power] will it add? This can't take off directly?

After some difficult time passed, Dawn saw the group of horned rabbits bouncing around at the end of the line of sight in the white space, and came back from the coffin.

After taking the things away, did you send me the packing box back?

Donne's emptied thoughts inevitably started to move again.

Thanks for the reward from Hong Fan Yi Skull! Boss atmosphere! The boss is in good health!