Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

Ferdinand walked towards the restaurant in the corner of the square. The signboard of Maimi's Restaurant was quite eye-catching, but not obtrusive. Among the gaudy signboards in Aden Square, it highlighted a bit of design.

The restaurant is not large in scale. It has four stores and seems to have two dining themes. There are long queues outside both areas, with hundreds of people queuing up.

Ferdinand thought for a moment and moved to the back of the line.

Xi reported some information about the strongest man in Nora Continent and provided the coordinates of the restaurant.

His identity as a restaurant owner once surprised him, but he soon felt relieved. In the underground city, there were also some strong people who liked to live with ordinary identities.

The restaurant owner can be considered a quite leisurely person.

But along the way, this restaurant's business is obviously the hottest.

Unexpectedly, he is not only powerful, but also has amazing talents in business.

Ferdinand stood at the back of the team, looking at the crowded team in front, with a smile on his lips.

He couldn't remember the last time he stood in line, as a child? It doesn't seem to be the case. No one has dared to stand in front of him since he was a child.

Eight hundred years ago, he came to Nolan for the first time as an observer.

At that time, Nolan Continent was still in the midst of a fierce racial war. Killings were everywhere, and hatred and blood filled the entire continent.

After that, every hundred years, he would visit Nolan Continent and witnessed many races disappearing in tragic wars, and each major race gradually had a relatively fixed territory.

A hundred years ago, the seven major races in the Nolan continent reached an armistice agreement and signed a peace treaty, ending the thousands of years of racial war.

In just one hundred years, the changes in Nolan Continent have been earth-shaking.

Previously, when the warship was flying at low speed, he saw cities standing on the vast land. Without the smoke and war, all races lived and worked in peace and contentment, and it was a prosperous scene.

What surprised him even more was the railway tracks that appeared on the land. The steam locomotives that appeared in the underground city in ancient times were running among the high mountains and were loaded with iron ore, which meant that they were about to enter a new era.

"War is indeed poison,

It will only destroy all beauty and imagination, and peace can enhance the entire world. "Ferdinand looked at the mixed but orderly team of various races in front of him. This was something that would have been unimaginable a hundred years ago.

In the current chaotic city, he could vaguely see some miniatures of underground cities.

Although there is a huge gap in technological levels, racial equality and orderly life under the management of rules and regulations are not much different from the underground city.

Queuing is a very boring thing, but Ferdinand, who rarely experiences queuing, finds pleasure in the conversations among the guests.

These guests seemed to have different identities, including tough mercenaries, pot-bellied businessmen, and dignified rich wives.

But the interesting thing is that they are in the same queue, they will discuss a certain dish in the restaurant enthusiastically, and they will become red-faced because of their differences, but they still maintain a certain degree of restraint and don't use their words but not their hands.

"Does the food in this restaurant really have such a strange magic power? Can it make people so fascinated?" Ferdinand thought in his heart. It seems that Mr. McGonagall should have found a good chef.

Moreover, he also heard a few frequently mentioned foods from people's mouths, such as tofu curd, fish-flavored eggplant, and braised pork. Maybe he can try them later.

Soon after, the restaurant door slowly opened, and a young man came out, smiling and saying: "Welcome to Maimi's Restaurant."

"It's him." Ferdinand looked at the young man standing at the door of the restaurant, whose appearance matched the photo sent back by Xi.

He was younger than Ferdinand expected, because his bone age was only about thirty-two years old.

His strength is indeed close to the extraordinary realm, which is what the dungeon calls half-step extraordinary.

With such strength at such an age, he is much stronger than those of the same age back then, compared to the group of geniuses in the dungeon who relied on genetic drugs.

You must know that this is the abandoned Nolan Continent. For thousands of years, no one has broken through to the transcendent realm, and only a handful can even achieve half a step to transcendence.

The young man in front of him seems to have another possibility.

He already knew about the existence of the dungeon, and began to consciously want to trade with the dungeon.

A very bold and interesting young man.

Almost at the same time, Mag's eyes crossed the crowd and also fell on Ferdinand.

"Is this the representative sent by the underground city?" Mag raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little more wary.

He felt pressure on this man. It was a feeling he only felt when facing Cthulhu. It was another level of power.

"Is this God? Or a transcendent?" Mag's heart became a little heavy. Unexpectedly, a transcendent came to the dungeon to talk to him.

Moreover, the power of extraordinary beings has exceeded his expectations. Originally, he thought that with his current demigod state, he could sit down and talk with the extraordinary beings in the dungeon, but now it seems that he still takes it for granted.

Even if all his cards are revealed, Mag has no chance of winning.

Mag's eyes briefly contacted Ferdinand's, and then separated with a tacit understanding.

"Since you can't beat him, let's conquer his stomach first." Mag thought in his heart, while greeting the guests familiarly.

Ferdinand followed the team and walked forward slowly while observing Mag's words and deeds.

This young man really piqued his interest.

Guests familiarly call him "Boss Mai". This title was a frequently used term in the queue, and when mentioned, it was often expressed with fondness but also with resentment.

So, he is the owner of this restaurant and the chef of this restaurant.

The strongest man in Nolan Continent even opened a restaurant, cooked for his guests, and remembered every guest's name and nickname.

interesting.

Ferdinand came to Mag's side and stood still for a moment.

"This friend is a bit unfamiliar. It must be his first time dining in a restaurant." Mag said with a smile.

"Yes, I am Ferdinand, I am famous." Ferdinand smiled and nodded.

"Please come in." Mag smiled and nodded. He didn't know what the name meant, but he knew that the so-called famous one should be different from other guests.

Ferdinand walked into the restaurant and first glanced at the waitresses on both sides.

The bloodline of this eighth-level frost dragon is pure. The eighth-level space magician over there should have the bloodline of the Moon King's royal family... After a casual glance, I felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

Isn’t this how a restaurant opened by the strongest person should be?