Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

Old Qizi walked toward the location of the small depression on the floating island. The closer he got to the depression, the more familiar he was with the surrounding environment, and his pace became a lot faster.

Obviously, this is not the first time he has landed on this strange floating island.

The old adventurer condensed his face and moved forward with the help of moonlight.

But as he walked, he suddenly noticed the strangeness when he approached the depression and stopped.

Old Qizi smelled a peculiar fragrance in the air.

It seemed to be a strong and fresh fragrance, and the mere smell of it made people's index fingers move and coveted.

Old Qizi swallowed instinctively, his throat squirmed, and then he reacted from the scent of food: "Is someone one step ahead of me and boarded the ghost island?"

The alluring fragrance in the air obviously comes from the food.

And it must be hot cooked food, most likely it is seafood made with some unique skills.

As we all know, the seafood in the sea will not run to the shore by themselves, but also heat up themselves, turning into a delicious dish with tangy fragrance.

The object of cooking seafood can only be humans or other demihumans. No matter how bad they are, they have to be humanoid creatures.

"I have never encountered such a situation before. Did the other party happen to land on this ghost island, or...for the relics of the gods on this island?"

Old Chitz's messy eyebrows frowned.

After hesitating in place for a long time, he finally made up his mind. Decide no matter what, you have to go to the recessed ground to see the situation.

So he lowered his waist and tried to keep his body movements to the lightest level.

And as an adventurer who can live to nearly sixty years old, Old Qizi also has some housekeeping skills at the bottom of the box.

After the cat lowered his body, there was a small, imperceptible magic surging on his body.

Then, his body became blurred.

Under the cover of the night, it seemed to blend in with the black surroundings. If you don't look carefully, you can't notice his existence at all.

After cautiously hiding his body in the night, the old Qizi stepped cautiously and moved on.

The depression in the center of the sinking island.

The restless old Qizi tiptoed close here, crouched to the edge of the recessed ground, and peeked underneath with his head.

His visual and perceptual abilities are outstanding, even in the dark, he can clearly perceive all kinds of small details on distant objects.

And what I saw before my eyes was a scene that Old Qizi couldn't understand——

In the small depression, there is a well-dressed black-haired brother who is eating with relish.

Old Qizi was actually mentally prepared for the fact that someone was eating at the recessed location.

After all, the air is filled with wonderful food aromas.

But the problem is that the way this black-haired boy eats in the wild is outrageous and excessive!

In front of this little brother is a large square dining table, and a tall dining chair sits on the bottom of his hips.

Why do people bring their own tables and chairs that look gorgeous when they eat in the wild! ?

What family conditions must this be?

Is it so particular?

Also, on that big dining table, you can still see a big black iron plate, which contains a large variety of meaty seafood.

On the side of the iron plate containing seafood, there is also a large thick-walled glass wine glass containing a golden transparent liquid, and a medium-sized wooden wine barrel.

At this moment, the black-haired little brother is using a pair of small wooden sticks to flexibly pick up the various seafood in the iron plate, and from time to time he directly peels the shell.

I saw him--

I took a big bite of delicate crab meat and drank a big bite of wine.

I bite on a large lipstick full of peeled and peeled shrimp, and drank a large sip of wine.

Then he bit into a big fat and firm abalone meat, and drank another big mouthful of wine.

After drinking the richly frothed liquor in the thick-walled glass, he picked up the wooden barrel again and added a glass...

In short, it is not enough to enjoy.

Seeing this incomprehensible scene before him, Old Qizi was shocked.

At the same time, his throat squirmed again unconsciously:

"It smells very good, I see that the little brother is also very good, but really...is it that delicious?"

The little black-haired brother sitting at the open-air dining table didn't seem to notice the existence of own.

It can be judged from this that the other party does not have strong breath perception abilities or skills.

Old Qizi breathed a sigh of relief and became a little bolder. He leaned out a little more at the edge of the recess, trying to see the situation below more clearly.

Originally under the cover of the night, the old Qizi, who had hidden his body, made such an action, the problem would not be too big.

But at this moment, the little brother who had been eating seafood and drinking with relish, suddenly stopped what he was doing.

Not only that, but he also raised his head, staring straight at the location of Old Qizi.

This black-haired boy has a pair of peaceful black pupils.

But at this moment, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and he seemed to be able to see through everything hidden in the night.

This is not at all weaker than own visual insight ability!

"Oops!"

This sudden change made Old Qizi's heartbeat seem to slow down. He knew it was exposed, but he didn't take any action for a while.

On the contrary, the black-haired brother sitting at the dining table in the recessed ground first condensed the eyes of the eagles and looked up and down the uninvited guests lying on the recessed ground.

Old Qizi, who was outstanding in perception, felt that the other party seemed to pay more attention to the position above Own's head for a while.

However, what's so good about own's head?

At the same time, he could still hear the little black-haired brother whispering to himself: "Since the blood bar has not been shown, it seems that he can temporarily improperly deal with the enemy..."

Before the old Qizi could understand this endless sentence, the little black-haired brother spoke formally:

"Hey, the old man above, isn't it weird to lie down there? Meeting is fate, if we have fate, how about going down to eat together? I'll treat you."

Old Qizi's heart was even more surprised, but his face tried to keep calm.

But listening to what the other person said, it seems that you are inviting yourself to eat together?

The old adventurer, after only hesitating for a short while, started to move.

He straightened up, and the outline of his body, which was originally blurred to the night, became clear again, and then slowly walked down the recessed ground to the open-air luxurious dining table.

Tomorrow, in this depression, there will be a teleportation array leading to the ruins of the gods.

That relic of the gods is very important to the old Qizi, and he has no reason to back down here.

And the big plate of seafood this black-haired boy is eating, no matter it looks or smells, it is very delicious and tempting, if you can really taste a little...

Seems to be earned?

"My name is Don." The black-haired brother sitting at the dining table randomly wiped the oil stains in his hand twice with a handkerchief, and introduced himself with a smile.

"You can call me Qizi." Old Qizi tried to remain calm, nodding his face unchanged.

"Oh, then Mr. Chitz, please take a seat." Donn still kept smiling.

"sit?"

There is only a dining table and a dining chair. Where should I sit?

Qizi's question hadn't been fully asked yet, only a jingle was heard beside him.

There is a dining chair of the same model under Donne's butt, falling diagonally at Chizi's feet.

There were also a few plates and cutlery that fell on the table in a mess.

"Heh... it wasn't like this originally, it's something a little bit wrong. But let's sit down." The corner of Dorn's eyes twitched slightly.

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