Chapter 258 (1/2)
e quiet!
Dead silence!
When King admitted that he knew how to predict, the scene was silent for a moment, and the needles could be heard. Everyone looked at each other and looked at him with strange eyes.
After half a ring.
Xibaba coughed softly, her eyes full of white eyes staring at King, as if she could see through king. She said slowly, ”king, the old woman knows you want to divert my attention and reassure me. However, you worry too much. I have predicted countless disasters in my life, and I have seen countless death scenes from the crystal ball. Moreover, I have lived a very old age, Satisfied, for death... If it is destined by God, then I can accept it. ”
“……”
King was speechless for a moment. He was right. He really didn't know how to predict. However, I read the cartoon and knew the trend of the plot. It was equivalent to predicting that your old man would die before poros came, and die on a throat candy.
By the way, it's time to remind Xiqi about the boros disaster. Since xibabava predicted his death, it means boros is coming, and the destruction of city a enters the countdown, which he can't stop. All he can do is remind Xiqi to evacuate the residents of city a and minimize the casualties.
”Ha, Lord xibabava, King's practice may be a little surprising, but I don't think you really need to be so nervous about death. We will always guard by your side to prevent all accidents.” The zombie man smiled.
Fleisch stroked his love sword, looked indifferent and didn't speak.
Hey, hey, you don't believe me so much?
King smiled helplessly and didn't say much. People don't believe it. You can't prove that you really understand prophecy. You can only stare at it.
Several people chatted for a while and, under the arrangement of the staff, temporarily stayed in the palace.
……
King, zombie man and flesh guarded xibaba. At the same time, he also reminded Xiqi a that it would encounter a devastating disaster. As for whether to believe it or not, it depends on Xiqi's own judgment. Anyway, he can't come up with convincing evidence, but just does his best.
As time went by, xibaba ate and drank well every day, and no accidents happened. However, an accident happened in another city, y city.
The kitchen god competition is about to begin!
”Well, did I forget something?”
King sat on the roof of the palace and looked up at the sky. He always felt that he had forgotten something.
”I don't want to. At present, the world is vast... Protecting xibaba Wa is the safest.”
He slept comfortably with his arms on the roof of the palace, narrowed his eyes slightly, and enjoyed the sea blue sky. The breeze blew and the clouds rose and fell.
Such a life is very comfortable!
Ah, no!
The tornado touched her nose and looked at the black eggs on her own pan. She couldn't help being annoyed. Since she agreed with king to compete in the Y City Kitchen God competition, she went home to practice her cooking skills. Finally, she learned something. She practiced fried eggs from the fried kitchen.
She controlled the black charcoal fried egg to fly to her mouth with her reading power. After hesitating again and again, she resolutely bit it down
Ah, bah! Ah, bah! Ah, bah!
She vomited several times in a row, her face was disgusted, and after a while, she fell powerlessly on the sofa.
”Cooking... It's so difficult!”
”You say, why is cooking so difficult?”
When make complaints about the tornado, it also says, ”I'd rather kill the weirdo.”
”Snow blowing adult, cooking is not so difficult. As long as you relax your mind and go step by step, even if you can't cook any special delicious dishes, you can definitely cook ordinary home-made dishes instead of...”
Class B hero, one of the members of the snow blowing group and the hero nicknamed violent chef, looked at the boiled fish in the snow blowing pot. It was terrible.
Liu Mei frowned and said, ”Hey, chef, do you have some simple dishes? The kitchen god competition will start tomorrow. I can't be absent. The kitchen god trophy must be mine.”
”Snow blowing Lord, what do you want the kitchen god trophy for?”
The violent chef can't laugh or cry. Do you cook to compete and get the trophy? Unless you're the sponsor's daughter.
”Play, have fun.” A prevarication when blowing snow.
The violent chef suddenly realized, patted his chest and said proudly, ”Oh, that's a good solution. I once participated in the kitchen god competition. There are several trophies at home. I'll give you one.”
”No, I want tomorrow's one.” Blowing snow urged: ”well, don't talk about these extraneous remarks. You quickly teach a simple cooking.” Hum, sister, I won't lose to you. King, don't laugh, I won't lose to you. I will beat you dog men and women.
”Oh.” The violent chef nodded thoughtfully, and then introduced: ”snow blowing adult, you might as well learn to fry eggs. This is the simplest dish. I'll tell you the steps: put oil, lay eggs, add salt and get out of the pot!”
”OK, I'll practice right away. Hum, the kitchen god trophy is mine.”
The snow blowing was full of energy and rushed into the battle to destroy the kitchen.
“……”
The violent chef is extremely powerless. Snow blowing Lord, you want to win the championship with a fried egg. It's hard!
However, he also has his own idea. Since Lord blowing snow wants the trophy of this kitchen god competition, then... I'm the only one to come out in person. Lord blowing snow, wait, I'll bring the trophy back to you.
Boom!
When he was distracted, snow blowing had finished a frying pan, and came out with a dark face to ask for a change.
……
the second day.
Y City.
After the zombie disaster, everyone has been trying to rebuild their homes. Today is a happy day because the annual Kitchen God competition has begun.
Excellent chefs from all over the country gathered together to compete in cooking.
”Hey, have you heard? W City Kitchen God also came to participate in the competition. ”
”Wow, the last Kitchen God?”