Start in Another World With All Cooking Skills

"She is of Central European descent, and her mother is Bulgarian." The Primordial God began to tell more about her original body.

And Don was not too surprised when he heard this.

Not to mention the appearance of the original god, the style and beauty of a bit of mixed blood can be vaguely glimpsed in the blur.

Just talking about the framework of the entire Miracle Land——

In the mythical background of this world, there are many European myths and legends. Therefore, the creator's original body is a girl of mixed European descent, so there is no sense of disobedience.

"Speaking of which, her name? You haven't said her name yet."

It may be that the words [Chen Yu doesn't even know her name] made Duo En feel some inexplicable feelings in his heart. Taking advantage of the gap between the original God's silence, he asked this question on behalf of his original body .

Yuanyuan God was silent for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, before speaking: "Call her Venus first."

Venus, Venus.

Thanks to the world-famous "Venus with Broken Arm" statue, Dorn still has a better understanding of this vocabulary from the earth.

Venus is the god of love and beauty in Greek mythology.

It's Friday, which means holiday.

It is also Venus, also known as Venus.

"You know quite a lot." Apparently, the Primordial God had read Donne's thoughts again, and He seemed to twitch the corners of his mouth and smiled:

"Yes, Venus...Venus is a beautiful word. Her mother used it as her nickname when she was still around."

"She also likes her mother rubbing her head very much, and affectionately calls her Little Venus. Whenever I go to look at the memory of her being accompanied by her mother, I will feel... very beautiful."

"Her, I mean, Venus' mother?" Don interjected.

"When Venus was eight years old, he died of an illness. A... incurable disease."

"Feel sorry."

"There's no need to say sorry to me. I'm just telling Venus' story. I am me, and she is her." Yuan Yuan shook his head, and then he seemed to think of something:

"By the way, do you know why I named Chen Yu's consciousness backup, that is, you, Dorn?"

The name "Dorn" was given to him by machine selection when Dawn, who was the backup of consciousness, was first created.

Now it seems that behind the seemingly random "selection" is actually the appointment of the original god.

Dawn, Dawn.

In a land of wonders whose pronunciation and colloquialism resemble the dialects of certain parts of Earth's Europe, there is a meaning of "dawn".

Regarding this point, Donne, who can speak the language of another world proficiently, is naturally clear.

Moreover, Shuguang Island, the island inhabited by the Minotaurs, was named after him.

Facing the original question, Don wanted to shake his head, but then he wanted to nod, and finally he just opened his mouth without saying a word.

So, Yuanyuan continued: "Perhaps you know that Venus is the morning star on the earth, the last star to set in the night sky... This is what I can think of, and it can best point to the relationship between Chen Yu and Venus symbol of it."

Venus, also known as the morning star, is the last star to set in the night sky.

Seeing the first light of dawn, the morning star will fall silently below the horizon.

After hearing this passage, Don was in a daze for a while, only feeling that the relationship between Chen Yu and Venus had not been explained clearly, but had become even more mysterious.

When he came back to his senses for a while, he found that the Primordial God, who was five or six meters away from him, had approached him at some point.

Donne subconsciously took half a step back, but stopped again.

Because Yuan Chu said: "Chen Yu doesn't remember Venus, but the two of them met when they were young after all. I can show you what happened between the two of them through Chen Yu's memory. Oh, maybe a little mixed You can see the memory of Venus itself more fully and clearly."

The Primordial God stretched out his hand, His slender fingers passed through the hazy clouds, and tapped lightly on Dawn's forehead.

cool.

After that, Dawn didn't feel anything unusual, but deep in his mind, it seemed that there was a memory fragment that had faded and faded, slowly becoming clear and vivid...

"See for yourself... that little thing."

The original plain and soft voice, like a serenade, rang in my ears.

...

An ordinary summer evening.

The provincial hospital in Qiantang City, outside a certain ward.

A haggard man was anxiously talking to the doctor.

Dawn, who was reviewing this memory, looked at the man and the doctor from a strange perspective.

It was snooping through the door of the ward.

His eyes stayed on the man's straight suit and the doctor's white coat, so he didn't see their faces.

Perhaps, the owner who provided the perspective is not very tall himself?

The conversation outside the ward continues——

"...I can understand your feelings as a family member of the patient. But this kind of familial immune disease is really too rare. In the world's shared medical database, there are not many cases and data that can be referred to..."

"Is there really no other way?"

"The patient's pancreas has already begun to show signs of rejection, and there is even a trend of partial necrosis. The operation must be started as soon as possible."

"But the prosthetic organ..."

"I know you have concerns. But mechanical prosthetic organ transplantation is the most reasonable treatment plan right now..."

While talking, the man suddenly stopped talking, and his eyes fell on the door of the ward.

Beside the half-hidden door, there was a fair and delicate face, staring straight at it with big black and watery eyes.

"Ninny, why are you awake?" The man outside the door softened his tone.

"Well, Dad."

Seeing that she was found, the girl in the ward stopped hiding, simply opened the door, and called "Dad" crisply.

The girl was wearing a loose striped hospital gown, and she was dragging a large plush doll in her right hand.

This doll looks very interesting.

It is in the shape of a fat pink-haired rabbit, hugging fluffy and soft. There is a short horn growing on the forehead of the pink rabbit doll, such a strange shape match looks, but it is not very inconsistent.

"Are you hungry, girl?"

"a little bit."

The girl lowered her head, and her eyes stayed on the rabbit doll for a long time, without looking up at her father.

"Then go back to your room and take a rest and play with your tablet. Dad will talk to Dr. Xue again, and then go downstairs to buy you something to eat."

"That's all you have to say. I'll wait for you, Dad, to come back in the ward."

The girl in the hospital gown nodded obediently, then dragged the pink rabbit doll back into the ward, and gently closed the door.

The man watched the door of the ward slowly close, licked his cracked lips, and sighed heavily.

"well……"