Start in Another World With All Cooking Skills

High-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking method. After a busy day, Grandma Lu Lubo started to make high-quality snapping turtles.

This is the dinner for most people in the tauren group tonight.

Since the passage to the ruins labyrinth and the outside world was opened yesterday, the entire group of tauren has been busy with relocation matters.

They moved out all the tents and furniture items they could take away, and drove out all the breeding monsters. I have been busy until today's evening, and the relocation work has officially come to an end.

Therefore, the dinner Grandma Lulubo is cooking now is a bit like a celebration banquet.

After skillfully slaughtering three snapping turtles with two helpers, the old cook of the Tauren tribe began to set up a pot, light a fire, and heat up the bonfire until the water in the pot boiled.

Grandma Lulupo has done similar things too many times in the maze of relics.

"But it's obviously the same thing, but doing it outside always feels completely different from inside the ruins." The old cook kept moving her hands while sighing to the two helpers.

Yes.

In the outside world, everything feels different.

Grandma Lulupo began to slide cut pieces of snapping turtle meat into the boiling water in the pot.

"This turtle-making technique was taught to me by Mr. Dorn. He said..." The old cook began to ramble again.

The two helpers listened cheerfully, echoing the conversation from time to time.

They seem to talk a lot today.

After all the turtle meat was put into the pot, Grandma Lu Lubo hammered her waist, rubbed her knees, and walked slowly to the side to rest.

The pot is left to the two tauren who help the cook.

"Hey—" Grandma Lu Lubo sat down on a raised pumice stone while supporting her waist.

The place where they prepared dinner was not too far from the coast, and they could directly see the gloomy sea after dusk.

The sea breeze with a little salty and fishy smell can blow directly on the body, but it makes people feel unexpectedly comfortable.

After shaking the wrinkled old cow's head and feeling the comfort brought by the wind, Grandma Lulubo turned her head to look at the cauldron on her fire and the two helpers.

The cooks are two young tauren girls, very energetic.

While they were preparing the ingredients for the next dish, they were still happily chatting about something——

"By the way, let's talk. Where's Mr. Dorn? I haven't seen him all day, huh? Moo."

"I heard that he seems to be resting in that magical dark red book?"

"Is that so? However, Mr. Dorn really needs a good rest. But——I still miss the time when he took us to cook a few days ago..."

"Who wouldn't? By the way, did I tell you? When we were cooking together, Mr. Dorn's right hand accidentally but gently touched my left little finger when I was delivering the food. Here, it’s this one. Also, he said a total of 32 sentences to me and smiled at me 18 times!”

"..."

Grandma Lu Lubo couldn't help laughing while listening to the conversation between the two Huaichun tauren girls.

However, it is normal for that gentleman to be so powerful and charming, so he can easily capture the hearts of these young girls.

As for Grandma Lu Lubo herself, she has already passed this age for a long time.

Her feelings for Donne are pure, nothing but incomparable admiration and gratitude.

Moreover, many people in the ethnic group looked at that great gentleman with such an attitude and feeling.

He is the great benefactor of the entire Minotaur race.

Grandma Lulubo's gaze continued to move backwards, and she could see the tall and illusory open stone gate standing in the center of the island.

Behind the stone gate is the Maze of Relics, which is the home of Grandma Lu Lubo who lived for more than 60 years.

"I heard that this stone gate may be closed soon. At that time, you will never be able to return to the ruins, right?" Grandma Lu Lupo thought.

For the older generation of tauren, life in the ruins labyrinth is not satisfactory, but after all, it is the place where their ancestors lived for generations, and it is not so easy to give up...

With this emotion, Grandma Lu Lubo's eyes became a little lonely.

After being in a daze like this for a while, the old cook suddenly heard someone calling her from the side——

"Mother."

It is Kuba, a simple and honest old bull warrior, who is the son of Grandma Lulubo.

"Moo, Bowser." The old cook nodded in a daze.

"Mother, the shaman told me that those who are older should not stay on the coast for too long after night. This sea breeze will make people catch cold and get sick." Kuba expressed his concern for his mother in a low voice, and at the same time Reach out to help.

Grandma Lu Lubo was supported to stand up, but she did not forget to look at the turtle soup being boiled: "What about my soup?"

"We will be optimistic about it." The two helpers responded with a smile.

The old cook nodded.

Hmm, that might work too.

With the support of her son, Grandma Lu Lubo slowly walked back to the inner part of the island where she could shelter from the wind.

Along the way, her attention stayed on her tall and strong son.

"Kuba was my pride before, and after defeating the bull with Mr. Donne, he is the pride of the whole family." Grandma Lulupo thought so.

Speaking of which, although my son is sometimes dull, since he was a child, he has a strong desire to beat the bull and live in the outside world, right?

Now, Kuba's wish has come true.

Kuba must be very happy now, and probably will be happy in the future.

And Grandma Lu Lubo is very willing to be with her son at the end of her life and share her son's happiness.

Thinking in this way, the nostalgia of parting from my hometown dissipated.

After all, home is where there is family.

"Mother, what did you think of? You seem to be very happy suddenly?"

"Isn't it worth being happy now, Bowser? Moo, look over there, those bright dots are called stars, right? It's like spinning from the surface of the sea to the sky... that's great."

...

Dawn almost came out of "Alice's Bedtime Reading" after the tauren had eaten their supper.

Back on Drifting Isle, he visited Chief Kane and Shaman Tamara, along with Old Keez.

In this large-scale relocation of the tauren people, there is still one last issue that has not been formally discussed. That is--

More than two hundred tauren officially came to the outside world even though they left the maze of relics. But where do we continue to develop the ethnic group in the future?

The ghost island of Fushen Island is definitely not acceptable.

Because according to the introduction of old Qizi, this island is closed in the ruins, and after two or three months, it will sink back to the bottom of the sea again.

Thank you Jiuyue, so expensive for your reward! Boss atmosphere! The boss is in good health!