The Death Knell

"Hello, Never Queen." Su Ming shook hands with the woman, with a humble but reserved expression on his face: "This is the dream of a thousand cats, my friend, you may also know my situation, I am not a spell caster , I am able to come here thanks to the help of the cat."

It was indeed so passionate that the body that had been wiped by the rainbow felt a little numb, as if it had been wiped by a long bath towel.

Fortunately, this armor was transformed from strangulation, and this feeling also acted on it. It just shared this feeling with the host.

"Ah, it turns out there are two guests, and there are lovely dreams." Queen Never seemed to know what happened before. She smiled and nodded towards the cat, and then said: "Supreme Mage, you don't have to worry about my position. My abyss always welcomes guests, it’s just too deserted here.”

She said it very sincerely, and it was also true. Since the Abyss was born from the remains of the First Sky, there had been no human guests. All she could do was lie in her castle bedroom and peek at what was happening in the Almighty Universe. Something.

Among them, 40K Earth is definitely the one that stands out, and the key figure is Deathstroke, which makes her very concerned. I didn't expect that this person would actually come here today, and it felt like a fateful encounter.

As she spoke, she invited the guests to the castle. She wanted to show her home, the displays inside, and taste the feast she had prepared.

Those are foods that do not exist but exist, and they are definitely different from what humans ate in the past.

For example, sunlight in a world where sunlight does not exist, air in a world where air does not exist, and even drinks are wine in a world where water does not exist.

Humans must have never eaten these things, and she wanted Deathstroke to taste them.

"You're too polite. There's no need to eat. We just had dinner before." Su Ming declined the invitation while following her towards the castle: "Then I'll go in for a drink. I still have some things to talk to you about. Inquiring."

Since you have something to ask for, you can't help but give face, right? Even if you don’t want to eat any alien food, you still have to drink a few glasses of wine and bond.

The situation of the Never Queen is very good. She is indeed as enthusiastic about her guests as she was in the comics in her previous life.

Despite the suspicion of being overly enthusiastic.

For example, she kept holding her arm, which was creepy, but at least she was showing friendship, right?

As for why the word "creepy" is used, it's very simple, because not long ago this guy was a strong man with a beard. Even though she has now transformed into a beautiful woman acceptable to humans, that big hairy face still exists. In Su Ming's memory.

Before Su Ming forgot that rough face, he didn't want to get too close to her. This feeling was too weird, and he couldn't force someone to lock him up.

"Don't worry, I already know your intention. The one who informed me." The queen smiled and dragged the death knell to the banquet. She returned to the castle's banquet hall almost instantly and saw the long dining table.

The restaurant is spacious and bright, with a half-sci-fi and half-retro style decoration, bounded by the central axis of the room.

On the left is an all-metal spaceship-style wall and various neon billboards. On the other side is a wood-clad wall with classical oil paintings hung on the wall and illuminated by candles.

In the center of the room is a long table in the style of a castle. On the table are pure white porcelain plates. There is nothing on the plates and they are empty, at least to humans.

"Please take a seat. I have carefully prepared these dishes, just waiting for you to come." The rainbow floated to the main seat, where the Queen sat down, and happily invited Deathstroke to take a seat.

The cat tilted its head and glanced at her. If it hadn't been able to see things that didn't exist, it might have thought that the goddess was mentally ill.

Yes, from the dream's perspective, it can see that these plates are filled with various dishes, each one beautiful and delicious; but from the cat's perspective, these are all empty plates, with nothing in them.

Su Ming is also facing the same situation. In the dark concept perception, he can feel that there is indeed food on the plate, and the quantum concept can also get the same result.

Looking at it with the naked eye, the table is full of empty plates. There is not even a speck of dust on the plates, and there is no smell in the air.

"You are so enthusiastic. Since it is such a sumptuous meal, I will taste it shamelessly." He sat down, lowered his mask, pretended to pick up the napkin on the side, shook it out, and stuffed it into his collar.

There was a plate in front of him. He picked up a knife and cut the air a few times. He also used a fork to move the air to his plate and slowly cut it, preparing to taste it.

"Please treat this place as your own home. You must not be polite, hahaha." The queen smiled happily, covering her mouth charmingly. At this time, she changed her image again and turned into a girl with a rainbow mohawk hairstyle. Young man: "Try it quickly. The dish you just ate is my favorite. It is 'everything that the dead have not died'. It has a different flavor."

No matter what she said, on the level of the three-dimensional material world, there was nothing on the plate.

But it doesn't matter, Su Ming can cut the air, fork the air, eat the air, and continue the mission.

He quickly fiddled with the plate with a knife and fork, as if there was something there, put the fork into his mouth and chewed it, and then gave the Queen a thumbs up:

"It's delicious. Your cooking skills are really superb. Just taking one bite makes you feel the pain and despair of the deceased."

How should I put it? It feels a bit like when he was a child and he played house with the girls in the orphanage. Not only would they eat air with toy bowls and chopsticks made of clay, but they would also play air guitar after eating. ' and other musical instruments, singing together.

So Death Knell really tastes something, it is the taste of memories, and it is also an aftertaste that has accumulated for a long time.

"Hehe, you are really good at talking, Supreme Mage, try that main dish. It is 'Happiness in Fire', and it is my specialty. By the way, this recipe is the molecular cuisine I learned from the earth. oh!"

At this time, the cat squatting on Deathstroke's shoulder was already looking at Deathstroke with great admiration. As a human, he was the only one who could communicate with a conceptual entity like this and not go crazy in the face of a strange feast.

He really talks nonsense to people and ghosts. If Deathstroke wants to, he can really get along with anyone.

But this Never Queen has a character like an immature child, as if she is showing off everything she has, even if it doesn't actually exist in the mainstream material world. It's a bit pitiful.

The dream can still come true, but her situation is really difficult.