After ten minutes, a team of Punishers from the Wisdom Goddess Church finally arrived at the scene. By then, Malin and the others were already checking the flying heads one by one to see if they had gold teeth—what a bore, this area had already been swept once, and aside from a few vagrants’ corpses, there wasn’t even a giant rat in sight.
Unlike low-sensitivity humans who would blunder into death traps, the giant rats had long since fled.
The captain responsible for the team ca over, "Did you... take care of all these?" He pointed at the giant aty corpse.
"Yes," Leon, as the person in charge of liaison, naturally took over the conversation. "There’s also a problem with this damn signal gun, old chap. It took ten seconds to start working after I pulled the trigger."
The Punisher glanced at the signal gun in Leon’s hand, "I suggest you have that person behind you file a complaint with those idiots at the Church’s logistics departnt, your signal gun was supposed to be discarded last ti."
Upon hearing this, Malin glanced at Hiddell—it was the logistics departnt’s fault, or was soone bold enough to try and get this kid killed?
But that was none of Malin’s business; he wasn’t in the mood to play detective. Last ti he played detective, he almost got his head rembered by Mr. Mischael.
Keep in mind, a little spider once said, "With great power cos great responsibility. Don’t take on porcelain work without a diamond drill."
"Co, Clovis, I’ll take you ho first," Hiddell was now imrsed in the joy of exceeding the mission objectives and stretched out his hand to ruffle Clovis’ hair.
"Thank you, cousin." The Bunny Girl stood quietly behind her cousin.
Maya ran over, gave the Bunny Girl a kiss, then giggled and ran back, "Brother, let’s go ho too."
"See you tonight," Leon waved to Malin, who was ready to lead the way.
Malin waved back, "See you tonight. Oh, and if you see Richard Dorn, send him my regards."
"No problem," Leon nodded.
So Malin left the abandoned factory area with the two girls.
All the way, they could occasionally see teams from the Wisdom Goddess Church, probably wanting to investigate where that unexpected behemoth had co from.
"Malin, you and Maya co to lunch with today," Faye suddenly spoke up as they were exiting the abandoned factory and passing through the gate between the Western District and the Central District.
"Eh? I thought we agreed that I was going to cook today," Malin was a bit curious.
"I, I’m a little worried," Faye pursed her lips, her fingers pressed against each other as she looked at Malin with an embarrassed face, "I’ve never seen a boy cook before."
Malin was stunned at first, then he rembered—after being here so long, he’d almost forgotten that this wasn’t Earth where he had lived once, but a place full of Chaos and madness.
"Don’t worry, I won’t just boil noodles." Speaking of which, Malin had always been boiling noodles. Who brought these noodles here in the first place? Rumor had it that there was a vast desert between East and West, and all kinds of different kinds and Spirits. Was it really transported by sea?
"Really?" Faye was a bit skeptical.
"Really," Malin smiled and nodded.
.........
Malin was planning to make shrimp pizza today; he had already prepared the dough for ferntation before leaving ho in the morning, so as soon as he got back to his rented house, he began making preparations.
While Maya started to get the oven ready, Malin kneaded the fernted dough into a pizza base, then sprinkled it with dry flour and rolled it into a round pie with a rolling pin.
Faye, following Malin’s instructions, chopped up the large blocks of cheese. Having lived on her own from a young age, the girl had no trouble handling such small tasks.
Malin took out olive oil and a small brush from the cupboard, brushed a layer of oil on the dough, and then placed it onto a plate. By this ti, Maya had already turned on the oven—a magical oven heated by Fla Crystals, each of which could be used fifty tis and recharged multiple tis with Spiritual Energy. Malin set the oven to 50 degrees for a secondary ferntation of twenty minutes.
Twenty minutes later, Malin simply hit the oven’s start button for an 8-minute tir.
"Is your brother really using this thing for the first ti today?" Faye curiously asked Maya while watching Malin skillfully work in the kitchen, humming a tune.
"Really, I used to be the one to cook the at." Maya glanced at the mirror in the living room, then shook her head, "But my brother is always so amazing."
Faye also glanced at the mirror, seeing only Malin’s reflection... Okay, this little girl truly adored her brother, praising him blindly.
Although Faye felt she did the sa.
anwhile, Malin was slicing sausages. When he finished cutting them and the oven completed its cycle, he opened the lid, cast a spell for extre temperature endurance, and reached in to take out the plate.
Faye thought she must have been really foolish before—she used to wear gloves when taking sothing out of the oven, afraid of burning herself.
Malin took the baked dough out of the oven and placed it on the table, then spread Maya’s favorite honey over it.
Next, he sprinkled a layer of Karu beast cheese.
The Karu beast was a creature similar to a cow in this world, but with a higher milk yield, making it the most popular cheese product ingredient. Its good taste and high volu made it the most common source of milk.
He placed a circle of sliced sausages around the edge of the dough, added the prepared beans in the middle, topped it with a generous layer of shrimp, and then covered it all with another layer of cheese.
Faye watched as Malin put the dough back into the oven and adjusted the temperature and tir.
"Can it really be eaten after it’s baked like this?" Faye was incredulous—although she had thought of this thod before, she could never control the heat properly.
All her doubts dissipated when Malin took the baked dough out, cut it into six pieces, and served it.
The lted cheese combined with the sausages, beans, and shrimp, complented by the sweetness of the dehydrated honey... Mmmm, super delicious.
Since the crust was large, Faye only took one piece but found it sowhat difficult to finish, so after eating half, she began to feed Malin.
Malin didn’t seem to mind that the food had been bitten by Faye.
Maya ate joyfully, the little leopard unusually going for the second piece.
"How do you like it, the food I made?"
After the three of them completely devoured the food, they began to clean up the kitchen.
Maya happily bobbed her head up and down like a pecking chicken, but Faye had her doubts.
"Malin, how did you think of this baked dish?" "I found it in this recipe book."
Malin naturally wouldn’t tell the girl that he brought it from another world, he answered with a smile.
Then he handed the handwritten recipe book to Faye.
Malin was actually looking forward to the girls learning so of the recipes, after all, at heart, Malin was just a lonely gourmand waiting for a feast to be served.
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