Chapter 944: 942: Appreciation
The reason William chose this dish leaning towards Chinese cuisine was actually a bit of a gamble.
By observing the appearance and attire of the ’unknown,’ it understood that from Yi Chen’s perspective in his previous worldview, the opponent was a typical northern European, and both the cooking thod and the seasoning used were typical Western styles.
Therefore, he was certain the opponent had not tasted Chinese cuisine before, making this rice bowl William’s bet.
However, since the backyard did not grow any rice, William had to figure out a way to make the core of the rice bowl, the rice grains, himself, and these grains had to be special, not vegetarian.
Because whether it was the rosemary leaves sprinkled between the lamb chops or the vegetables and fruits planted in the backyard, they all had a ’aty’ attribute, with a noticeable at texture and protein aroma when chewed.
It was judged that the opponent would not eat purely vegetarian food.
Therefore, William used tough octopus at to make it, naturally sourcing the ingredients from Catherine.
The toughness of the octopus at not only restored the texture of rice but its deep-sea fresh flavor brought a different deliciousness to the rice bowl, and after being heated and stead, it could form a full juice within the rice grains.
This rice grain was also called ’Bursting Octopus Rice’ by William, inspired by Catherine’s original exclusive dish ’Bursting Octopus Dumplings’ in the Circus.
It was a rather tedious process to condense the dumplings to the size of rice grains while preserving the chewing texture, and it took William and the people inside him a full four hours to make enough rice.
Of course, the topping was the true highlight.
William didn’t choose any at from the backyard because none of them could compare to his own, whether in terms of at quality or freshness.
...
The master of the residence slightly tilted his head back to complete the final chew of the rice grain, finishing this profound and delicious deep-sea journey.
"Quite remarkable, your attitude and talents exceed my expectations. I even considered for a mont keeping you here forever, to have more exchanges of food between us."
William was so startled by these words that his whole body shuddered, "Thank you for the praise, it might be a bit too much to stay here~ I still have many things to do. I promise once everything is settled, I’ll definitely bring you the sa if not more delicious food."
"Where did you learn how to cook?"
"If I said I’m self-taught, would you believe ? Heh, the dishes were indeed my creation, but the refinent ca from the training of a special organization.
Every month, before the performance, that organization hosts a collective project called the Magic Banquet, where all core mbers have to present their best dishes.
I’ve honed quite a bit in such an environnt, otherwise, it would be difficult to present such gourt food to you."
"What organization?"
"Fear Circus..."
"Fear... oh~ when you first entered, you were full of nonsense, but I felt a slight discomfort from those words, it turns out it was the taste of fear.
This organization shouldn’t be within the Main Material Plane range, right? Otherwise, such a unique organization, even one that could nurture you, I shouldn’t be unaware."
"Indeed it is not, would you like to co see it with ?"
This sudden offer by William made his palms sweat.
The master of the residence gently wiped his mouth with a napkin, thinking for a mont before replying, "Let’s leave it for now, I’ve made a temporary agreent with a guy on Heaven Mountain, it’s not very convenient to leave. Let’s talk later.
By the way, where is this organization?"
"In a remote, mysterious, and unknown plane, it’s hard to describe. However, whenever you want to go, feel free to find ."
"Alright."
William once again pushed the parchnt that needed a signature forward, this ti the other party didn’t refuse, took out a black pen, and signed the na.
"Thank you, I hope we can et soon again! I won’t disturb you further."
As William was rolling up the parchnt and about to get up, he suddenly rembered sothing, "Oh, by the way, sir, there might be so people interested in you attempting to observe and perceive your presence outside later, a few of them are my friends."
Seeing no change in the other person’s expression, William dared not say anything further, let alone offer any opinions. .
Unexpectedly, the master of the residence began to discuss this topic, "During your six hours in the backyard, I’ve already t the so-called friends of yours.
Except for the one who looks similar to you, the rest are very special, lacking divinity but possessing strength stronger than most gods.
So have quite strange appearances and body shapes, but behave elegantly, especially that red-haired emperor."
"Hmm! Already t them? Then did you..."
"Interesting people, unrelated to gods, I generally won’t use them as ingredients, as it would be too wasteful;
it’s best to save them for tasting later.
They, you, and the organization you just ntioned should all co from the sa edge, a world not yet covered by evil, right?"
"Yes."
"What’s it called?"
"Sick Focus."
"Sickness... how ironic. A disease with synonyms like filthy and unclean, yet it nurtures these pure and elegant lives, while the gods who occupy the multiverse have no bottom line, forcing beings like us ’anti-matter’ to erge.
It’s really interesting, maybe my departure will be slightly earlier than planned."
"Since you dislike the gods so much, why do you still stay here..."
William hadn’t finished asking when his entire head was cut off! Caught by both hands in an instant and reattached back to his neck.
"Now it’s
asking you questions, don’t interrupt."
"Understood."
"That youth who looks similar to you, even slls similar, but whose essence is different is quite interesting.
He has more divinity within him, but also a touch of illness."
"Yi Chen is a normal human born in the Main Material Plane, is symbiotic with
for so reason, and is now fully separated.
He is him, and I am ."
"So that’s it."
As the master of the residence began to roll up his sleeves, a visible scar revealed itself when the sleeves were rolled past the elbows.
Though healed, it still emitted a slight death aura.
"What’s this!" William was so scared he nearly leaped.
"That’s right, your friend caused it.
No one who could cause
substantive harm has appeared for a long ti, considering your similarities and the intrigue in between, I rely returned the favor with one strike.
He should be able to withstand it, right?"
Saying this, sothing inside William visibly tried to break out, along with a burst of killing intent.
But just as it was about to overflow, it was imdiately subrged by tentacles and the deep sea.
William’s expression grew a bit rigid, but quickly returned to normal.
"Indeed, Mr. Yi is rather impulsive, I hope you forgive him! I won’t disturb you further, I’ll be sure to bring more delicious things next ti."
"Your disguise still needs improvent. Given the unexpected gourt you provided, I won’t trouble you for now, see you next ti."
William stood up and left, retracing his steps back to the storage room.
With the surveillance down, he punched the safe door directly open, twisting the entire safe into threading steel,
full of hatred,
but that losing face expression was soon hidden by a smile.
Then he took out the parchnt, reopened it, and looked up at the last signature on it.
[Hannibal Lecter]
Just by looking at the na, William felt a tongue licking at his Madness Brain, feeling like it would be processed and appreciated at any mont.
"Is this the second-ranked existence of the Ten Disasters... how terrifying, hahaha! Hahaha!"
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