My double is steve

In a sense.

The kitchen is considered a very dangerous place here in Fang Mo.

After all, he has too many freaks, such as Lao Feng who always wants to poison his food.

In addition, there are people who always want to fry rice in the kitchen, bake gluten, lay eggs, cut watermelons, bake pancakes, wrestle/eat bananas, not to mention Fang Mo, even Charles is about to do it right now I'm so worried that I'm bald.

After considering many factors, Fang Mo decided to simply issue an order.

That means none of them are allowed in the kitchen.

Having reached this point, Fang Mo feels that everything must be safe, right? In the end, it didn't matter... Fang Mo had forgotten about his shit-like weapon.

After figuring this out.

Fang Mo immediately had a physiological reaction.

"Ouch!!!"

He never thought that one day he would be able to produce a voice so similar to Lao Ba's. This voice was as terrifying as the curse of the music box.

"Hey... Boss, don't vomit?"

Levatin here didn't seem to react for a moment: "Little Neutron Su made it for you out of kindness."

"Hi hi hi hi!"

Unlike Levatine, Shi Zhenxiang's smile here seems to be even brighter.

"No, have you ever cheated your master like you?"

However, Fang Mo didn't care about this. At this moment, he raised his head and glared at the other party angrily: "Come here, hold it down for me. I will manifest a craftsman soul crusher now..."

"No! No, no, no, boss!"

Hearing the words "Craftsman's Soul Crusher", the smile on Shi Zhenxiang's face froze instantly. She hurriedly waved her arms and tried to explain: "I didn't make this cake. I didn't touch it the whole time. I was just waiting for them to put it." After baking the cake...I made this cup of aloe vera juice."

"real?"

Fang Mo stared at the other party suspiciously.

"It's true!" The girl with curly brown hair nodded wildly when she heard this: "I can swear, if I lie, I will never be able to go to the toilet again!"

"……Fine."

Fang Mo also relaxed after hearing this, but couldn't help but take another look at the glass in the other person's hand.

It was a big mess of slime that just didn't look good.

How to describe it?

If I have to say... this thing is like glue mixed with raw egg white, a big sticky ball, and then it is beaten vigorously, full of gluten, it feels like if you really take a big sip, It was so sticky that he couldn't even chew it off, so he had no choice but to swallow the whole cup deep in his throat.

Of course, if it's just sticky and tough.

It was still barely manageable.

But the key point was that Shi Zhenxiang didn't know what seasonings were added into it, which resulted in the sticky smell not only being very pungent, but also dyed brown in color.

"Do you dare to tell me..."

After being silent for a long time, Fang Mo finally couldn't help but ask: "How did you make this thing?"

"What's done?"

Shi Zhenxiang seemed to be stunned when she heard this: "Boss, are you referring to this cup of aloe vera juice?"

"That's for sure."

Hearing this, little Mayu Ling immediately agreed: "You've done it all for the boss, okay? The boss has never frowned once when he ate essence berries before..."

"That's right."

Levatin nodded when he heard this: "Our boss dares to squeeze the Essence Berry into juice and drink it!"

"Isn't this just an ordinary Indo drink?"

Shi Zhenxiang tilted her head a little strangely, and then introduced her cooking method: "I just broke off a few leaves from Charles' potted aloe vera, then threw the pulp and seasonings into the cup, and finally used a peel to slightly Just stir it up and it’ll be fine.”

"Just give me a moment..."

However, after hearing what Shi Zhenxiang said, Xiao Ma Yuling was also shocked: "Pi Chuzi? Are you serious?"

"If not you, where did you get this leather shovel?"

Revadin was obviously numb here, and he was covering his forehead in confusion and asked.

"I made it myself." Shi Zhenxiang spread his hands: "We are all weapons. Is it normal to just cut off a small branch or something?"

"What about the seasoning?"

The star-swallowing shovel with colorful hair seemed to be unable to bear it anymore: "What kind of seasoning did you put in it?"

"Let me think about it." Shi Zhenxiang recalled it for a moment, then clapped her fingers and said: "Well, it seems to be curry, pepper, charcoal powder, onion juice, sugar, salt, white wine, chili powder, mint leaves, garlic Powder, cinnamon powder, coffee grounds..."

"Boss, crush her quickly."

Upon hearing this, Mayuling also turned directly to look at Fang Mo, her tone obviously tired.

"Wow, what are you doing..."

Shi Zhenxiang was a little unhappy when she heard this. She took the initiative to take a sip of the aloe vera juice on her hand, and then said angrily: "What's wrong with me that I just like to cook Indu cuisine? Even other weapons discriminate against me." My interest? This world is really chilling! One day I will let everyone eat my food!”

"Can you leave me alone?"

Fang Mo also had a headache and rubbed his temples: "Brother, I really don't want to eat Indian food."

"Well, boss, you don't have to eat." Shi Zhenxiang obviously hesitated after hearing this: "But you can treat your friends to eat!"

"Oh, this is fine."

Fang Mo subconsciously touched his chin when he heard this: "I have quite a few friends, especially one with the word 'Luo' in his name. He really loves to eat."

"What a pity for Neutron's cake."

While they were talking, Tiantang Gong suddenly spoke up and then reached out to touch the other person's head.

"..."

The girl with the lead-gray watermelon head didn't say anything, but he could feel that she was a little depressed.

"It's okay, let's just make another cake."

Tunxingshao also comforted her when he heard this. She looked around and then noticed a potted plant in the corner. She raised her foot and walked over there: "Hey..."

The white little hand waved.

The plant in the pot was immediately cut off at the root.

Then she came back with the flower pot in one hand, turned the flower pot over and put it on the tray. A solid soil ball immediately appeared in front of Fang Mo, and some vague plant roots could be seen on it.

"Here, potted cake."

After finishing all this, the Star Swallowing Shovel also said proudly: "Hurry up and eat it while it's hot, boss."

"?"

Fang Mo's face seemed to be full of confusion.

The potted plant is there...but what about the cake? Where is the cake?

"Eat it."

However, the little Star Swallowing Shovel didn't care. He stretched out his hand to dig a piece of soil and put it directly into his mouth: "If you don't eat it, I won't be polite."

"Sister, your pica is already in the late stage, right?"

Ma Yuling couldn't hold it back when she saw this: "We only have eight weapons in total. It's okay for Shi Zhenxiang to eat Shi, but why are you joining in the fun?"

"I didn't eat Shi..."

The little Star Swallowing Shovel chewed and argued.

"It seems that eating soil is the same." Taixisi covered her mouth and chuckled: "The soil is rich in organic matter, and it is very likely that feces are included. Otherwise, how did the term organic fertilizer come from?"

"So according to you, eating pig intestines is also considered eating history?"

Little Swallowing Star Shovel asked back indifferently.

"Cold knowledge, there are more microorganisms in the soil than pig intestines." The Sword of Light also smiled: "In addition, it even contains a large number of parasite eggs..."

"You are looking for trouble."

Little Swallowing Star Shovel frowned, thought about it and endured it: "Forget it, I can eat stones."

"What?! You want to eat history?"

"You..."

"Okay, okay."

Seeing that there was going to be trouble again, the Heavenly Bow finally came forward to help explain.

She can be said to be the ceiling of strength and beauty among all the weapons. At this moment, her pure white wings opened slightly, protecting the other party by her side: "Don't talk about her."

"This child is an endless tool, originally a planet-eating existence..."

I saw Heaven Bow explaining softly, her light pink hair swaying slightly with her words, and the bowstring on her head turning like the Milky Way, which made her look like a princess sitting on the stars, luxurious and elegant: "She knows that the master likes this world very much, so she has been trying hard to restrain herself."

"Good guy, swallowing stars, right?"

When the weapons heard this, they began to whisper: "What is the fifth god of Marvel..."

"Fang Mo, are you in there?"

But before they finished discussing, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door, and then with a creak, the door was pushed open by someone.

"Huh?"

Fang Mo looked up and found that the person who came was Logan.

Because the weapons didn't close the door before, he didn't knock this time. Seeing that the door was ajar, he pushed it open and walked in.

"Ah, it's Uncle Wolf."

Seeing this, Xiaoma Yuling greeted him directly.

"!"

Tiantang Gong, who had been acting like a big sister just now, was shocked and hid behind Fang Mo.

"... Good evening, everyone."

To be honest, after seeing this group of weapons, Logan's eyelids also jumped, but he still greeted them and then looked at Fang Mo here.

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

Fang Mo also noticed the other party, and quickly pushed the dirt ball in front of him out and asked.

"I just passed by here and I seemed to hear you talking about me."

Logan asked casually: "You just mentioned 'people with the word Luo in their names', right? I have to correct you, my last name is Howlett, which may be different from the customs of some Eastern countries. By the way...what did you just say you would treat me to?"

"Eat this..."

Shi Zhenxiang was about to speak immediately after hearing this, but was suppressed by Fang Mo the next second.

"The Luo I'm talking about is not you." Fang Mo casually perfunctorily said: "It's another person named Ronan, who really likes to eat the food made from my weapons..."

"Really?"

Logan didn't care much about this: "Well, actually I didn't come here for this matter."

"Huh?"

Fang Mo also raised his eyebrows after hearing this.

"I've seen today's interview on TV."

Logan said, "Although I don't want to admit it, the identity of the mutants this time is indeed very different from before. I think... we should have completed the task of reversing the future, right?"

"I think it's almost done."

Fang Mo nodded slightly when he heard this: "So, what do you want to say?"

"When are you going to give their memories back to them?"

Logan didn't mince words. This was not his character, so he cut to the chase and asked: "Charles, Eric, and other companions in the X-Men. I remember that you should collect all their memories." Is it sealed?"

"It's all really saved."

Fang Mo nodded, and then took out the golden Holy Grail: "In this case, then I will return these memories to them."

"Just wait for me."

However, before Fang Mo could start making a wish, Logan, who was not far away, suddenly frowned again.

"What happened again?"

Fang Mo's hand holding up the Holy Grail hovered in mid-air.

"This cup of yours..." I saw Logan's expression was a little subtle, and there was a feeling of hesitation inside: "Is it deformed?"

Yeah, that's not what Logan was talking about.

Because the Holy Grail that Fang Mo took out now really changed its appearance.

Originally, this thing was used as a wishing machine. It was constructed from the Holy Grail system in FATE and the Bengyu from Death. From the appearance, it is just a golden goblet, and then the base and cup body There is just an extra blue-black jade in the link.

But that's different now.

The Holy Grail that Fang Mo took out now was obviously going to be even bigger.

It used to be called a cup, but now it looks like a small pot or a stainless steel basin.

Then there were six suspicious holes inexplicably added to the enlarged version of the golden cup. Each hole seemed to lead to the inside of the cup, but looking along the hole, there was only a thick layer of water inside. The darkness cannot be resolved, and I don't know what this thing is used for.

Obviously.

It was these six mysterious holes that Logan questioned.

"Oh, you said this."

However, Fang Mo's expression was very indifferent, and he explained in a calm tone: "This thing is a wishing machine, but as a cup, this thing can only make a wish for one person at a time, which is too low."

"so what?"

Logan's face gradually turned dark, and he had begun to have some bad premonitions.

“So I gave it a twist!”

Fang Mo suddenly smiled: "Now this thing can be connected with chickens to make wishes. It can be used for up to an entire dormitory at the same time... No, it can be used for up to six people to make wishes at the same time. Isn't it awesome?"

"..."

Logan no longer knew what to say. Now his mind was filled with one thought... That's why Fang Mo could do something that made his eyes dark every time?

"Didn't you just say that you wanted to liberate the memories of Charles and the others?"

However, Fang Mo continued to talk at this moment, and he happily handed over the Holy Grail in his hand: "That's just right, let's use it together. This plan to reverse the future is carried out by the two of us. Now save the world. Of course we have to do it together, tsk tsk, I can’t wait, come here quickly..."

"...Can you please not tarnish their memory?"

After holding it in for a long time, Logan finally gritted his teeth and squeezed out such a sentence.

"It's okay, they don't know."

Fang Mo comforted.

"That's not fucking okay!" Logan couldn't help shouting: "I've tried countless times to make you just like a normal person... Why can't you listen?!"

"If I heard it, wouldn't you succeed?"

Aloe vera juice is really unpalatable, so please don’t try it.