Simultaneous time travel: Am I the only normal person?

"Just come as you see fit. If that doesn't work, we'll just wait for a Hai Hu Luke to join us."

The psychiatrist didn't force it either.

The rotation of the magnetic field was just their inspiration, but it was not something that really needed to be forced.

"The Digimon and Digimon Luke have also reached a critical stage of evolution. Next, the defenders in the space need to be replaced."

"You can leave it to me tonight."

Newcomers from the American prisons volunteered.

"I have nothing to do in my hometown. I only eat and sleep. I can guarantee that I have free time."

"Then you come and I'll take over during the day."

The handsome boy Luke answered.

"Prisoners of Food", an unusual world of food.

A beast whose whole body melts on the tongue and floats with a layer of oil, a tree that bears delicious shrimp and crab meat all year round, and a spring that flows out an endless stream of fragrant brandy.

For foodies, it is undoubtedly heaven on earth.

Even if every ingredient inside is extremely difficult to obtain.

It takes ten ordinary soldiers to subdue Lv1 ingredients.

In the captive world of gourmet food, people below level 100 can be seen everywhere.

Monsters above level 100 and level 1,000 can be seen everywhere in the food world.

In the universe, there are terrifying creatures with a capture level of over 500,000, the Cosmic Taipan Snake!

Of course, none of this has anything to do with Luke.

After all, he is just an ordinary food connoisseur.

Well, at most, I may have to add the identity of Mother-in-law Jie Nai as the guide for century soup.

Luke's daily job is to spend a lot of money he got from Setsuno's mother-in-law, and frantically scan the high-end ingredients that appear in the market.

Taste delicious food and use delicious food cells to continuously strengthen your body.

Therefore, the idle gourmet Luke naturally has a lot of free time.

Hearing this, the psychiatrist nodded.

He needs to build a time travel platform and study mutants.

I really don’t have any free time to stay here recently.

As night falls, the neon lights light up one after another, and the lights of high-rise buildings complement each other.

Tokyo Tower is particularly eye-catching in the night sky, and its warm red lights are soft and eye-catching.

The streets were bustling with people, the sounds of footsteps, chatter and laughter intertwined, and the drizzle of rain couldn't stop people's enthusiasm to go out.

Of course, it may also be because the social animals who work overtime are trying to create their own surplus value for their bosses.

On the small street at the back entrance of National University of Tokyo, a wooden van was parked on the street.

This kind of human-powered cart is called "ラーメン屋台车" in Japan, and it is specially designed for selling ramen in the streets.

The window is opened to provide a rain shelter. There are two wooden benches under the shed. Guests sit on the wooden benches to eat noodles while the ramen chef operates in the car.

Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. The soup pot and ingredients are neatly arranged on the chopping board. After the guests sit down, the dark blue cloth cover can just cover their upper bodies, creating a private environment.

Luke found a wooden bench and sat down to eat noodles.

The boss didn't even raise his head and carefully handled the ingredients in his hands.

After a while, a steaming bowl of tonkotsu ramen was served.

Two braised eggs and one sausage are extra and a must-have for Luke every night.

The ramen chef has long been familiar with such a strange customer.

The chef served tonkotsu ramen to the other two customers at the same time.

This comes out of one pot.

The two students were very polite "Aligadu".

Compared with the "specialty ramen" in the store, the environment and taste of this kind of yatai cart are a little worse, but the price is also a lot cheaper.

Therefore, most of the people who come here to eat noodles are poor students from Dongdali.

For example, the pair of students in front of me look like a couple.

Although they ate together, they kept a restrained distance from each other.

A happy smile appeared on the boy's face.

The girl, however, just smiled slightly and nodded slightly.

The girl has a beautiful face, tall breasts, her hair is dyed brown, her temples are braided, and she wears white stockings that go through her knees.

A rich girl like her will have countless suitors no matter where she is.

The boy may know that the girl's feelings for him only remain in friendship.

However, the fact that she could accompany him to have a meal was enough to satisfy the boy.

Luke looked away. He held the spoon and took a taste.

Smash it, smash it.

Sure enough, it still didn’t taste good.

"Master Yue, bring me the hot sauce I saved."

"You bastard, have some respect for my craft!"

Master Yue changed his demeanor from the serious ramen chef just now and became angry.

The girl frowned, seeming a little uncomfortable with this atmosphere.

"Master Yue, I told you a long time ago that the stall you should open should be a braised food stall."

Luke sighed.

Master Yue was so angry that he puffed his beard and glared at this sentence that could not be called a provocation or a compliment.

He took a bottle of red oil from the kitchen cabinet.

Boom!

Place it heavily in front of Luke.

Then he snorted angrily and turned around to continue processing the ingredients.

Unlike in the past, Master Yue did not clamor to make Luke pay double the price this time to compensate for the trampling on his dignity as a chef.

Luke didn't care and smiled at the "couple" next to him.

Then mix the hot sauce into the soup noodles and slurp on the noodles.

The boy opposite seemed a little embarrassed.

But the girl's eyes lit up.

Black, thick short hair, neat and stylish, eyebrows like ink painting, thick and slightly upturned, revealing a heroic spirit.

Eyes as sharp as cold stars, straight nose bridge makes the face more three-dimensional, thin lips lightly pursed exudes a cold charm.

But his relaxed smile, but add a bit of unruly.

This level of handsome guy, even the rich lady Asuna from a wealthy family, it is difficult to look away for a while.

"Asuna, Asuna? Are you okay?"

"If you don't eat, the noodles will clumping."

The boy reminded in a low voice.

Asuna came back to her senses, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she responded "I know, thank you Kiritani-kun."

Then she lowered her head and ate the noodles in small bites, and occasionally glanced at Luke.

The boy thought that his thoughtfulness was recognized by Asuna, and he held the spoon tightly, and encouraged himself in his heart.

Even if he is not taken seriously by Asuna's suitors, as long as he is willing to work hard, he may have a chance to win the heart of the goddess.

The rain hit the shed with a crackling sound, and the boss and the diners seemed to have their own concerns.

A black Hummer off-road vehicle appeared at the end of the long street, sliding in the accumulated water, like a black panther rushing to its prey in the rainy night.

Logically speaking, this place should not have such a tough guy's car.

The off-road vehicle rumbled and stopped on the side of the road, and the wipers swept the rain on the front window.

Luke took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, seemingly not surprised by the arrival.

From the moment the off-road vehicle appeared, Master Yue's expression changed.

Although he was still wearing the clothes of a ramen chef, he was so tall that he seemed to be standing on the top of a distant mountain.

The blood of the emperor reminded him that there was a "kind" coming!

He had been hiding here for so many years, and no one had ever come to disturb him.

Is it Ahe?

Or is it that group of shameless beasts?

The hand of Master Yue holding the kitchen knife became more and more tense. He was obviously handling the food, but he was as precise as a swordsman swinging a sword.

The car door opened, and the high-end custom leather shoes stepped in the rain without any care.

The young man in the black trench coat, the breeze lifted his forehead hair, and the woman beside him shielded him from the rain with an umbrella.