[Chapter 1493 The God of Cooking 2/2]
Yao Ziyan thought for a while, then silently came to the side and poured Luo Chuan a glass of water.
Luo Chuan: “…”
Luo Chuan: “Cough cough cough…”
He only felt an indescribable taste bursting out on the tip of his tongue, and in a very short period of time it spread to all his limbs and body. Every cell is protesting.
It almost reaches one percent, no, one tenth of the taste of the soul-purifying fruit provided by the system.
Yao Ziyan handed the water glass to Luo Chuan.
“Boss, how does it taste?” Yao Ziyue looked expectant. Such a big reaction from the boss must have been beyond his expectation.
To be honest, if it weren’t for the familiarity, Luo Chuan would have even thought that Yao Ziyue was here to murder him.
“At that moment, I seemed to see Azathoth.” Luo Chuan took a deep breath and said quietly.
“Ah…what?” Yao Ziyue was puzzled. Luochuan always said some weird words that they couldn’t understand.
Yao Ziyan also looked at Luo Chuan curiously, waiting for his next words.
“It’s the god of cooking who protects you.” Luo Chuan put down his chopsticks. He suddenly wasn’t so hungry anymore.
“Well, are you complimenting me?” Yao Ziyue suddenly became happy, “But boss, didn’t you say that you don’t know gods before? What is this god of cooking?” “Don’t worry about these details.
” Luo Chuan shook his head, drank all the water in the cup, then patted Yao Ziyue on the shoulder, and said sincerely, “Remember to taste it yourself first when making things in the future.”
Fortunately, his body is immune to all poisons. Intrusion, if it had been anyone else, I don’t know what would have happened.
But having said that, Yao Ziyue seems to be quite talented in refining poisons.
Yao Ziyue thought for a while and took a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece and put it in her mouth: “I feel like I did a pretty good job, the taste…”
The expression on her face froze and she was silent for a few seconds. It seemed that he had made up a lot of determination before he swallowed what was in his mouth and said the next words.
“It’s pretty good…”
(End of chapter)
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