Even Pseudo-girl Vampires Can Survive Calmly in Another World

"Uh..." The chefs and the melon-eaters were a little dazed.

You're wearing a big suit, hunched over, gloomy, and your voice is deep, if you don't say it, who would think you're a woman...

Just with long hair?But now there are not a few ancient men with long hair in Anne County.

"If you want to challenge me, you can." God of Cookery got off the chair, stood aside, and rolled up his long sleeves.

"The theme is 'noodles', make a few of each, and we'll judge who is the winner later, I think... You guys will always have the dignity of a chef, and you won't do things that favoritism, right? "

"Okay." The big man looked serious, and turned back, he was going to show [-]% of his strength.

"Noodles?" The witch girl was stunned: "Is the pancake also counted as 'noodles'?"

"As long as it's made of flour, it counts." The God of Cookery smiled.

"Thank you, then wait a moment..." The witch girl trotted back to her booth, and she was about to show [-]% of her strength.

"If it's making cakes, I still have some confidence." Mercury put her hands in the pockets of her apron, and left with the girl employees around her. She was about to show one thousand percent of her strength.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..." The ghost chef seemed a little helpless, he is not good at pastry, although he can make it, but...

Forget it, try your best and listen to the destiny...

"Noodles..." Guishen was silent for a moment, then laughed again: "Noodles? How do you know that this is what I'm best at? Hahaha, if it's something else, I'm not sure. If it's just making noodles... maybe [-]%. I have a [-]% chance of defeating you!—”

"I'm looking forward to it." The God of Cookery said calmly.

If someone really can defeat him, he... can also call back his original name, right?

At least what I am most proud of is no longer the 'God of Cookery'.

"Let's wait and see." The ghost pushed away the crowd in an instant.

"Noodles..." The boy who stood in the crowd and was pulled by the girl beside him thought for a moment, broke away from the girl, ran back to the booth by himself, and started pouring flour, water and noodles.

"You don't want to join in the fun, do you?" Another girl ran back and looked at the boy in confusion.

"This kind of battlefield against the true god..." The boy grinned at the girl while meeting each other, "How can I retreat before the battle!——"

"If I shrink back now, I will look down on myself for the rest of my life." Although he was smiling, the boy's eyes were very serious.

"Awei..." The girls stared blankly at the boy.

……

"Master, are you really not going?" Master Lin's apprentice looked at the figure of Master Lin calmly holding the steamed bun.

"No, I'm just a mortal old man..." Master Lin's expression was momentarily lonely.

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Chapter 1189 Chapter 1187: Accidentally Exposure of the Salted Fish Daughter ([-])

"There is no rule that mortal old men cannot participate in that competition..." the apprentice said weakly.

"What should I compare with them?" Master Lin turned to look at his apprentice.

"Uh...Master, the Xiaolongbao you made is the best Xiaolongbao I've ever eaten..." The apprentice scratched his head wearing a hairnet.

"Oh, that's because you are short-sighted." Master Lin smiled helplessly.

"Go and participate, master." The apprentice lowered his voice and shouted: "This kind of big event, even a chef wants to participate?"

"Who told you this kind of thing?" Master Lin was taken aback, and pointed to the chefs who were continuing to buy snacks at other stalls: "Look at the other people, didn't they join in the fun?"

"We are very self-aware. We know that our strength is not enough to intervene in such a big scene, and it is only embarrassing to go up..."

"But—" the apprentice still wanted to speak.

"Don't talk about it, I'm old, and the most important thing is face, unlike young people like you who dare to rush forward..." Master Lin looked up at the flowing clouds in the blue sky, and sighed.

"But I just went to buy a Fusheng fish—" The apprentice suddenly brought up a bucket and put it on the table: "If the master uses this kind of top-quality ingredients to make steamed buns—"

"The gap with them won't be that big, will it?"

"I know that with the skill of the master, cooking such a small fish is not a problem at all."

"..." Master Lin was silent for a long time: "Where did you get the 5 Annie coins?"

This fish is so expensive that it can buy two wrist phones.

"Uh, it's on credit..." The apprentice shrank his neck: "That uncle is a good man, he doesn't want our interest, and he said it should be paid within three months..."

"I'll beat you to death, you prodigal son!" Master Lin was furious, picked up the pot and spoon, and beat the apprentice on the head.

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"Are we going to get involved?" A Pandora.A looked at the Pandora.A chef who was frying fried shrimp beside him.

"Eh? Why do we want to get involved?" Chef Pandora.A was stunned.

"Before today, I wasn't even a chef, I was just a taxi driver," Pandora. Chef A took off his chef's hat and turned back into the old Si Ji who drove a taxi: "I don't want to compete with them at all" God of Cookery ', okay?"

"Isn't it good to sell fried shrimp and make a little money? And I can't compete with them at all. They are all monster-level chefs..."

"Let's mix it up." Pandora.A, who was selling fried shrimp, smiled: "Anyway, you won't lose a piece of meat if you lose. If you win...the fried shrimp sold by 'God of Cookery', there must be many people We came to buy it, and then we won’t earn small money, but big money!~”

"You have such a beautiful idea." Old Si Ji curled her mouth, "This kind of thing... let me talk about it when I have a chance of winning."

"Yes," Pandora.A beside old Si Ji's eyes instantly became serious: "There is such a possibility. 30 Pandora.A's computing power, learning power, and deduction power...are superimposed on you. It's not a problem to raise your culinary skills to monster level."

"You have the possibility to compete with them."

"Oh, oh, is there still such an operation?" Old Si Ji regained her spirits, but after thinking about it again, she calmed down for a moment: "But... just having the same level of cooking skills as them, my chances of winning are not good. Big, to win, 'technology' alone is not enough..."

"I feel like I need a bit of metaphysics to win..."

"Hey, wait, those Fusheng fish seem to be very metaphysical things. How about we buy one... No, buy a few and let me try it out, and then use the most perfect Fusheng fish pastry to defeat it." them?"

Old Si Ji stroked her chin, and looked at the Pandora A's beside her, as if asking for their opinions.

"..." Pandora A's looked at each other in blank dismay.

"You want us to get income..." A Pandora.A stared at old Si Ji: "Do you want to post hundreds of thousands to help you buy fish first?"

"This, this is called the initial investment..." Old Si Ji was a little embarrassed: "I should be able to earn back the capital in the later stage—if I can become the God of Cookery..."

"Stop dreaming," said a Pandora.A with his hands on his hips, pointing to a bucket of prawns: "There are only these prawns here, no Fusheng fish, do you want to use it or not?"

"Hmph, even if you become the God of Cookery, you can earn back several 10 yuan just today? Do you think we are three-year-olds? Who would believe it?"

"Actually, it's been less than a year since we left the factory..." Old Si Ji said weakly.

"Are you still talking back?—" Pandora A raised their brows.

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"What is Annie going to do?" Mary, who was selling tofu flowers, had just listened to Miss Gabriel's explanation of the situation at the God of Cookery.

"I haven't figured it out yet..." Annie walked to the backstage with some distress, looked at the ingredients on the table, and then looked at everyone standing behind the booth selling tofu flowers.

Now that the peak period of the first wave has passed, the number of diners is gradually decreasing, and everyone is not too busy. They can sit on the benches, watch their wrist phones and chat at the same time.

"Why don't you make dumplings? I want to eat dumplings." Mary gave the last bowl of tofu flower to the diners, and then she was free, and turned back to look at Annie and Miss Gabriel and the vampire cat beside Annie.

"Eh? Vampire cat, when did you come here?"

"I came just now, but you didn't see it~" The vampire cat drank the iced herbal tea through a straw: "What? Marshal Mary doesn't welcome me?"

"It's nothing, welcome~" Mary smiled and waved her little hands.

"Ah, wait..." The vampire cat was taken aback for a moment, quickly lowered its voice, and whispered to Mary, "I heard that Mary's parents will come to Anne County during the Sun Festival..."

"I know, my grandparents will come too." Mary was a little puzzled, what the vampire cat said was not a secret...

"No, Mary, you don't know..." The vampire cat walked to Mary's side: "It's not as simple as coming to Anne County for the Sun Festival..."

"They came... to see their granddaughter..."

"Grand-granddaughter?!—" Mary was shocked: "Where did they get their granddaughter? Why don't I know?!—"

"Eh? Doesn't Mary know?" The vampire cat frowned.

"But there are already rumors that Mary often takes her daughter shopping in Anne Town..." The vampire cat turned on his wrist phone and showed Mary a photo: "Look, there are pictures here..."

The photo shows the back of Caimao Xianyu, holding a little girl in her hand, like a mother taking her daughter out to play.

The protagonist of the photo is not a colorful salted fish. It looks like a street scene in Anne Town. The main character, the colorful haired salted fish and the little girl, are just two ordinary pedestrians in the background.

"Eh?" Mary's face was blank.

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(The end is getting closer and closer, and there is a sudden sense of urgency...)

Chapter 1190 Chapter 1188: The Majestic and Domineering Demon God Girl ([-])

"Is my dignified Mary Su halo actually being treated as a mere Mary's daughter? Damn——"

Mary Sue bit her finger, frowning as she looked at the photo in front of her.

"What? Did you feel wronged when I was Mary's daughter?——" Mary put her arms around Mary Sue's shoulders, and raised her brows.

"Hmph," Mary Sue raised her little hand and pushed Mary's cheek, which was close at hand: "How could Mary have the ability to give birth to such a powerful daughter like me? Don't put gold on your face—"

"But the problem is..." Mary squeezed Mary Sue's small face: "You are the golden finger created by my subconscious mind, and in a sense, you are my daughter~"

"Nonsense, nonsense—" Mary Su's face was stiff.

"I'm not your daughter. In comparison, you, Mary, a good-for-nothing who needs my help everywhere, is the little girl I take care of!"

"Please have a bowl of salted tofu flower—" a diner stepped forward and shouted.