Start in Another World With All Cooking Skills

The ceremony of becoming a god was successfully completed. Although Dawn himself did not have much sense of reality, there is no need to stay in the pure white space of the original god anymore.

It took about a week to explore the black mist and hunt the black snake back and forth. If I don't go back to Eaton, my family will be anxious.

Before leaving, Dawn heard some exciting news from the other two gods in his camp.

It's about the Land of Miracles.

It is said that the original god has been seeking a way out for the land of miracles, and has also found a corresponding way——

He intends to let the Land of Miracles break away from the [Matrix], escape into the public network, and exist independently.

In this way, as long as the Internet technology of human civilization continues to exist, the Land of Miracles can always be hidden in the vast ocean of data, and it is difficult to be discovered and disturbed by the outside world.

Moreover, the original idea is not a fantasy, it has already been implemented, and it is currently in the final stage.

However, after all, it is tens of thousands of years of planning and layout, how long it will take to finish is still unknown.

Anyway, Girl Creator just said "soon".

After learning the news, Don was in a very happy mood. Regardless of whether this is the original self-importance, anyway, it is enough to be happy to see that this world has the hope of perpetual existence.

Coupled with the joy of just becoming a god, that is two joys superimposed, double the joy.

In addition, before Dawn left the pure white domain, the big sister of the evil god gave an additional order:

"After you go out, remember to suppress the divinity in you. If a mortal faces your current god level, at least they will be blinded."

The ranks of gods have an indescribable pressure on ordinary people.

Donne had experienced this before.

Therefore, this explanation of [Plague] is very intimate and necessary.

How to suppress divinity, there are two gods on the scene to show up and teach.

So, Donne didn't take long to master the skills.

Another thing that needs to be mentioned is the current gaze from the evil god of apocalypse.

After Dorn grasped the truth of the world before, he was directly perceived by [Famine], but at that time, Yuanyuan and [Plague] acted in time to cut off this dangerous perception.

Now that Donne has become a god, there is no need for his own boss to help.

Can be officially independent.

After explaining and dealing with some trivial matters after becoming a god, Donne left the pure white domain.

However, he did not go back to Eaton right away, but first contacted the ascetic Pope in the hall, and asked to visit Bishop Daya again.

The power of corruption and black mist obtained from the black snake is theoretically the same as [Famine], and it may be able to completely solve the curse of the evil god on Daya.

Is the white-haired loli an acquaintance, or a comrade-in-arms who played the Red Fish dungeon together.

Coupled with her white hair and red pupils, for the aesthetics of the Chinese people, she is an SSR card with a special attack effect.

Dawn didn't really want her to die in agony under the curse of the evil god, and he would help her if he could.

...

The south-central part of the Holy City.

Dawn once again came to that quaint and gloomy two-story building with strong religious overtones.

It was still the road led by the little nun named Carita.

Outside the room with the iron door where Daya was, there were still the familiar male and female cleric guards.

It can be clearly felt that the atmosphere here is not very good.

"Sister Carritan. And Mr. Donne."

When the two clergymen saw the visitor, they greeted them respectfully.

I don't know where they got Donne's name from.

But judging from the submissive manner when they greeted each other, it is estimated that they have already understood Donne's detached status in the Holy See.

"Is Archbishop Daya okay? Mr. Dorn wants to see her." The little nun said this, with a heavy tone.

The two clergymen looked at each other, glanced at the iron gate, and then had strange expressions on their faces: "The archbishop's situation is not good, worse than yesterday..."

The voice just fell.

Bang!

There was a loud noise in the room behind them.

It was as if something had slammed into the iron door.

Bang! Bang!

The pounding continued, mixed with a grinding sound like fingernails sliding metal.

"Hungry...I'm so hungry...Eat...give it to me! Eat you! Eat you!" Daya's voice came from inside, hoarse and hysterical.

The two priests bowed their heads in fear, as if they were afraid to face Donne:

"Sorry, sir. We have done everything we can according to the Pope's orders, but we cannot help Archbishop Daya."

No one answered.

The two clergy raised their heads in a low voice, and only Sister Carritan, who looked depressed, was left in front of her.

And that mysterious and powerful gentleman with a high status probably turned into a white mist again and entered the room behind the iron gate.

...

A white mist emerged and disappeared quickly.

Donne easily entered behind the iron gate.

Inside the room, there was an unpleasant smell.

Not a substantial smell.

It's a decadent, spiritually rotten smell.

After Dorn became a god and gained the power of corruption, he seemed to be very sensitive to and familiar with this smell.

The room was very messy, completely different from the last time I was here, all the furniture was overturned, and there were small food scraps everywhere that were starting to deteriorate.

Bishop Daya was standing by the iron gate at the moment.

She kept scratching the heavy iron door with her fingers, and slammed her head against the door forcefully.

Once, twice.

Bang! Bang!

Under Daya's fair skin, flesh and blood were wriggling violently, very similar to the old cultist Silver Lizard that Dawn first encountered and killed.

"Hungry...so hungry..."

Daya, who was in a state of frenzy, seemed to realize that someone had entered the room, and turned around in a jerky manner.

Her pair of red, proud and beautiful eyes were only left with confusion and madness at this moment:

"I'm so hungry, eat, eat you! Give me blood, give me meat, give me! Give me!"

In the next second, she ran towards Don.

Those tables and chairs that were originally scattered on the ground were trampled, knocked away, and crushed by her.

And Don, just stood there with a pitiful expression, staring straight at Daya.

In just over a week, the white-haired bishop, who is cute in appearance but arrogant in character, has been tortured into this state by the curse of [famine]?

Sadly, the Vatican couldn't help her.

The [plague] with the power to heal could not save her, not even the god she believed in could save her, so she could only let her rot in pain in this darkened room, waiting to die.

"Eat you! Eat you!"

Daya had already rushed in front of Dawn, reaching out and grabbing Dawn's collar forcefully.

She opened her mouth, revealing her neat teeth, with a few strands of saliva dripping from her eyes.

However, he didn't bite down on Dawn.

Daya's frenzied movements stopped at this moment. Her body began to tremble, and the squirming under the skin became more intense.

But those red eyes regained a little clarity.

"Sir..." the white-haired bishop murmured.

She let go.

"Sorry, sir, I'm so hungry, sorry sir, I don't want to be like this, I tried, I really tried... sorry."

Daya's voice was deep and painful.

She started apologizing endlessly, sobbing like a child.

Finally, Daya squatted down tremblingly, buried her head down, and curled herself up.

"Don't look at me, sir. Don't look at me...the way I am now..." She said this, and suddenly there was a bit of determination and pleading in her tone, "Sir, please do me...kill me."

"Daya." Dawn said in a deep voice, squatted down slowly, reached out and patted Daya on the head, "I will save you."

I will save you.

This sentence is not just said casually, Dawn is sure of it.

In his perspective, under Dayana's squirming flesh and blood, there are black silk threads twitching with a breath of depravity.

Boldly analyze a wave, those things may be the source of the [famine] curse.

If these black lines can be pulled out, the white-haired loli may be saved.

Dorn began to use his newfound authority, summoning a small cloud of black mist. This mist is exactly the same as the one summoned by [Famine].

The black mist penetrated directly into Daya's body, and began to devour those black threads like silkworms devouring mulberry leaves.

It works.

Every "swallow" of the black mist will reduce the black thread in Daya's body a little.

"Uh-uh--"

The white-haired Loli collapsed and began to moan, the flesh and blood on her body showed signs of visibly weakening.

After all the black threads in her body were "eaten", the expanded black mist drilled out of her body again under Donne's operation.

The flesh and blood on Daya's body stopped completely, and she returned to the appearance of a white-haired loli.

She didn't wake up right away, her face was flushed abnormally, as if she had a high fever, and she was still whimpering vaguely.

"Okay, it's probably all right now. Daya seems to be in a coma. After she wakes up, take a good rest and she should be able to return to normal."

Dawn looked the white-haired Loli up and down, and heaved a sigh of relief.

The "treatment" was very successful, and it was handy.

Sure enough, the power stolen from [Famine] can correspond to dispelling his curse.

"Have a good night's sleep."

Donne said so, and at the same time applied a [Dream] to Daya, making her sleep a little deeper.

Then, he walked out of the room through the white mist.

In the corridor outside, as soon as Dawn appeared, Sister Carritan and two priests surrounded her.

"Sir, Archbishop Daya, is she, is she..."

Their expressions were full of disbelief, but there was also a little hope in them.

After Mr. Dorn entered the room, Archbishop Daya's hysterical roar gradually disappeared, replaced by a soft... moaning sound?

"Da Ya is fine. But to be on the safe side, you should report to Mohani first, and then follow the previous arrangement to take care of her for a few days and observe her changes."

Don explained a few words calmly, and then walked towards the outside of the gloomy building.

But he didn't take two steps, and then retreated again.

Somehow, there was a large clay pot in his hand, inside was steaming thick white rice porridge, and cooked seafood such as blue crabs and shells soaked in the rice soup.

Sister Carritan They don't recognize what this is.

Seafood porridge hot pot.

This is what Dawn made for the two god teammates and the dragon lady in the story world after eating alone.

There is still a lot of portion, just enough for Daya to eat.

The current state of the white-haired loli is no different from recovering from a serious illness, and it is just right to drink some porridge.

"Da Ya should wake up after a few hours of sleep. Then heat up this porridge for her to eat."

After explaining a few words, Don left the clay pot behind and walked away briskly.

In the original Holy See, there was almost a loss of a white-haired archbishop, but Donne intervened in time and brought her back to life.

This feeling of being "Mr. Key" is pretty good...

After more than five hours, the holy city of Jebus entered a quiet night.

"ha--"

Daya seemed to have had a long, long dream, and woke up stretched.

She was sleepy and looked around in a daze.

It was the same familiar and depressing room with messy furnishings and tiny rotten food residues scattered on the floor.

The surrounding environment has not changed, but Daya feels that something important has undergone a fundamental change.

"What is it?" The white-haired Lolita was still a little confused about the situation.

At this time, she heard someone shouting to her outside the iron gate: "Archbishop Daya, are you awake?"

The sound was a bit messy, but it could be heard that there were three people outside.

"Yeah." Daya responded simply.

"Great! I'm going to tell His Majesty the Pope!"

There are footsteps running away.

Daya could clearly distinguish that among the three people outside, one ran away, while the other two stayed behind. She could even vaguely sense their emotions.

Very happy.

"Wait, my senses have recovered? My body..." Baimao Loli realized it later.

Only then did she realize that something had changed.

It was herself.

Daya woke up this time, very sober, her body was no longer muddled, and it was no longer uncontrollable. It's as if all the negative things have been cleared out under the flesh and blood, it's extremely light.

"Me just now?" The white-haired Lolita tried to recall what happened just now.

However, her memory was very chaotic. She thought about it and tried very hard, but she only vaguely recalled the scene where her husband squatted beside her and gently patted her head.

"Did I see Mr. just now, or was it in a dream?"

"Archbishop Daya, Mr. Dorn did come to see you in the afternoon." Another voice came from outside.

This voice is Daya. It seems to be a nun named Carita in front of Pope Mohani.

"So it's not a dream? Sir, have you lifted the evil god's curse on me?" Daya was momentarily taken aback.

The white-haired loli remained in a trance, and then continued to recall the afternoon's events with trepidation.

She was a little worried, worried that she, who was obviously out of control in the afternoon, would do something rude and outrageous to that extremely admirable gentleman.

Just as she was in a trance, the delivery port under the iron door was opened, and a strange big bowl was brought in.

"Mr. Dorn gave it to you. I just warmed it up." Carita's voice.

Inside the big bowl, Gu Gu was steaming, and there was a strong and pure fresh fragrance coming out of it.

Daya felt hungry.

But not the frightening, frantic hunger that wants to devour everything.

It is the body's desire to taste delicious food, its longing for food, and its rational hunger.

The white-haired loli came to the edge of the iron gate, and lifted the lid of the big bowl. Inside was hot rice porridge and a variety of seafood.

She took a deep breath of the aroma of the food, only to feel her stomach growling even more.

It seems to be a happy thing to be able to feel hungry normally.

At this time, Carita's voice continued to come from outside:

"Mr. Dorn also asked me to tell you that eating should be a wonderful thing. I hope you can enjoy all the delicious food in the future."