"Go on," Carlton encouraged Duan Mu after noticing he was rooted in his chair. "Don't make Senior wait."
"Mn." Duan Mu could only unconsciously nod his head, as he walked toward the kitchen with a ridiculous thought in mind. 'Does Chef Lucian need my help in cooking!?'
He knew it was a ridiculous thought, but he could at least hope.
The personal chef of Jas Orchard. What a glorious and honorful privilege. How many in the world could say that? No one.
At least, that was until Duan Mu learned of Lucian's existence.
Now, after being barred from entering the kitchen, he was unexpectedly called in. How could he not be excited?
A mont later, Duan Mu pushed the door open and entered the kitchen.
*Woosh*
In that instant, as he opened the door, a rich fragrance instantly burst out and impacted his face.
Unconsciously, his nostrils widened as he greedily breathed in the intoxicating aroma.
'As expected of soone called Senior by Sir Carlton. This is a thousand tis better than any poached egg I've ever slled and tasted.' Duan Mu licked his lips and finally resud walking toward Lucian.
After arriving slightly to the right of Lucian, Duan Mu bowed low and greeted, "Senior, Miss i said you need sothing from . Although, I'm a cripple and most likely can't provide assistance to soone as great as yourself, if there is anything you require of , please say it."
"I've recently discovered sothing remarkable about you, sothing you may not be aware of yourself," Lucian said cryptically, confusing Duan Mu and i.
Duan Mu raised his eyebrows in a baffled manner. "What does Senior an by that? I'm just a cripple. There's nothing remarkable about ."
The only aspect he had that could be remotely remarkable was that he was born a cripple. A condition that haunted him to this day. That was all.
Seeing his baffled expression, Lucian slightly nodded to himself.
[He doesn't know.]
[Of course, he wouldn't. I would be astonished if he knew that he possessed the Ti Elent.] The System replied to its Host.
Lucian could not agree more with the System's words. He then said to Duan Mu via Voice Transmission, [A cripple? Yes, but not quite. Let give you a piece of advice. Everything that happens, happens for a reason. Your body is radiating a subtle, but distinct aura that can only belong to a certain, extrely rare and coveted Elent — The Ti Elent.]
Duan Mu's eyes widened. [The Ti Elent? That's impossible. I-]
[It's not impossible.] Lucian interrupted him. [Right now, I need you to stand right here." Lucian pointed to a spot near the pot. [And rember not to move.]
Duan Mu beca even more confused but nodded slightly and walked to where Lucian pointed. Even so, he could not help but say, [I'm not sure how or if I can even help. I've never even heard of the Ti Elent before.]
[That's because the Ti Elent is an extrely rare Elent. It's not surprising you are clueless about its existence.] Lucian said bluntly. [But I'm going to use it right now. With that, you will know that you possess it.]
[Host, with Duan Mu this close, I can now manipulate the Ti Elent emanating from his body.] The System said.
Lucian inwardly nodded and then looked at Duan Mu, [Steady your mind, let go of all distracting thoughts, and focus on your breathing.]
Though Duan Mu was skeptical, he did as he was told.
*Tick*
*Tock*
'Hmm… what is that sound?'
As Duan Mu stood next to the pot, a strange sensation washed over him.
*Tick*
*Tock*
'There it is again.'
*Tick*
*Tock*
'Is that the ticking of a clock?'
The sound was subtle at first, but it gradually beca louder. Now, he was confident what he was hearing was the ticking of a clock.
But it was confusing. Why was he hearing a clock?
anwhile, after seeing Duan Mu following his instructions, Lucian said to the System, [Start the process.]
[Very well, Host.] After the System gave its acknowledgnt, the atmosphere in the kitchen changed.
Invisible to Lucian, Duan Mu, and i, a multicolored light erged from the Dragons Rule The World as the System unleashed its Soul Power, which created a sphere around Duan Mu's figure.
Slowly, the gray tendrils from Duan Mu's body were pulled towards the pot.
One by one, the System carefully guided each tendril of Ti Elent into the Siren's lody Eggs.
'Just what is happening? Did Chef Lucian call Duan Mu into the kitchen to watch him cook? Is that all? If so… why does he need to be so secretive… going so far as to even use Voice Transmission?' i wondered, feeling there was more to Lucian's request. But without asking him, she knew, any guess she made would be useless.
Furthermore, since he used Voice Transmission to communicate with Duan Mu, it ant he did not want her to know. Thus, asking him would be useless. He could simply lie.
'Haah. Whatever. I shouldn't bother as long as he doesn't add sothing harmful to the pot.' With that, i returned to silently watching Lucian and Duan Mu, curious about what Lucian needed Duan Mu for.
On the other hand, Duan Mu felt a peculiar sensation, as if sothing was being pulled from him. Yet, it was not painful. It was a foreign feeling he had never experienced before, it was as if sothing intangible was being drawn out.
'Could it be the Ti Elent?' It was a ridiculous thought a cripple like him should never formulate, yet with what Lucian told him, coupled with the sensation he was experiencing, he felt it could only be that.
[The Ti Elent tendrils are rging with the Siren's lody Eggs perfectly. At this rate, the eggs will be perfectly poached in three minutes.] The System reported as it continued to redirect the tendrils of Ti Elent from Duan Mu's body into each Siren's lody Egg.
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