"Boss, I suggest you change the seat of this bald eagle. It's not very practical," Meg said with a smile after he received the deposit from the beast tamer.
"It might not be practical for others, but isn't it good for you and your wife?" The beast tamer glanced at Barbara with a chuckle. However, he was cursing Meg in his heart. How could he do that to such a young lady?
Barbara blushed. If Meg's hand wasn't behind her, telling her to calm down, she would have kicked this stinky fellow and that stupid bird away.
"That makes sense. I'll look for you again when I'm going out next time." Meg smiled as he pulled Barbara's sleeve, and walked into Chaos City. Everything went smoothly today, and he even killed that old Borg. He was in a good mood.
The Night Elves' problem was solved, and the elves lost their confidence to fight for the Norland Continent. It was a small contribution to world peace.
Furthermore, he received a new reward from the system — a restaurant that could fly. Its speed wasn't 80 miles per hour, but Mach 5.
This speed was far beyond the speed limit of the world's top fighter jets in his previous life. Meg couldn't help but look forward to what the flying fortress looked like.
According to the system, the flying restaurant existed independently, and wasn't remodeled from the original restaurant. The system was managing it temporarily, and he could request for it to be used when he needed it.
"This is really a good tool for a holiday." Mag thought to himself as he began to plan for his next holiday. Perhaps he could bring the restaurant's staff and his good friends to the sunny beach in the south to bask in the sun, enjoy the sea breeze, and have a beach barbecue.
"Host, the flying restaurant is an important place for the Host's growth. It's also a divine tool for opening a restaurant in a foreign land quickly. Please don't treat it as a simple aircraft. That's a serious blasphemy to the flying restaurant!" the system warned.
"Mamy's is doing well, so why should I open a restaurant elsewhere? Isn't that neglecting the essentials? In the process of gaining popularity, other than earning less money, it can't improve my cooking skills. "Meg pursed his lips, disagreeing with the system's words.
"A true God of Cooking will not be confined to one place and be a frog in a well. Only by cooking ten thousand dishes and traveling ten thousand miles can one become a true God of Cooking. I hope the host can understand this principle," the system said earnestly.
"Alright, tell me, when are you leaving?" Meg raised his eyebrows. When he heard the System's nonsense, he felt that things were not as simple as they seemed. He might really have to go somewhere else.
As for the black fog that the system had mentioned earlier, he was rather concerned about it.
There was clearly something wrong with the death aura emanating from Borg's body. If it weren't for Irina's holy light, he wouldn't have been able to slay that black tiger and kill Borg.
An aura that didn't belong to this world, yet it eroded all living beings. To this world, it probably didn't just affect the System's cooking.
"The System will continue to monitor the black fog. If physical methods are still unable to control it effectively, the Host will need to go to the farm and ranch to clear the black fog. The time will be at least one week later. The time limit is not set. It will depend on the Host's efficiency," the System said.
"Speaking of which, if I help you clear the black fog, it's also considered working for you, right? How will the salary be calculated? "Meg raised his eyebrows.
"Host, you're wrong to say that! How can this be considered working for me? This is to maintain the supply chain of Mamy's ingredients. It's not working for the System. "
"I don't care. When we meet the black fog, we'll calculate it according to its volume. For every cubic centimeter that I clear, you'll pay me one copper coin. This price is very fair, right? That's a black fog that even a great and powerful System like you can't deal with. "
"Speaking of which, it seems to make sense. That black fog is indeed very stubborn, and its drug resistance is getting stronger and stronger. Even the System, which has existed for 500 million years, can't completely clear it …" The System muttered, seeming to be a little shaken.
"Then it's settled." Meg turned into a side alley and pulled off the beard on his face and the loose robe on his body.
Barbara also took off her veil and cloak and put them into the bag that Meg passed to her. She returned to her usual attire.
"Do you know the leader of the Night Elves today? That super beautiful princess? "Barbara asked curiously as she followed Meg out of the alley. She quickened her pace and walked side by side with Meg.
"She came to the restaurant for a meal." Meg nodded.
Barbara's eyes lit up, and she asked expectantly, "Then will she come to Mamy's today? Phyllis and Shirley are both back. She seems to have a good relationship with them. "
"I'm not sure about that. You seem to be looking forward to her arrival?" Meg raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Barbara in surprise. Ah Zi had already gone to pick up Irina. She would naturally come to the restaurant today, but it shouldn't be during the day.
"Of course, I like her a lot!" Barbara immediately nodded, her eyes filled with little stars of adoration.
"Don't tell me …" Meg's eyes revealed some vigilance, and he said hesitantly, "Camilla didn't do anything to you on the way, right?"
"She lifted me by the collar and flew around. I was about to turn into a dog from the cold." Barbara rolled her eyes and didn't want to recall that memory. She said excitedly, "You didn't see it. That princess was super cool, just like a queen. Everyone wanted to submit to her."
"Perhaps that's the case." Meg nodded slightly with a smile on his lips. It seemed to be quite satisfying to hear others praise his wife like that.
"You don't have to think about it. Her man is a super powerful knight. He rode a cool purple-striped griffin to save her. Although his face couldn't be seen, he must be a very tall and mighty man." Barbara clenched her fists in front of her chest, as if she was still immersed in the scene of that knight reaching out his hand to Irina. Then, she looked up at Meg and sighed. "Compared to him, you are still far behind."
"Yeah, I can't compare." Meg nodded in agreement. He really couldn't compare to himself.
However, it seemed that Irina was indeed very charming. She could make Barbara, who always tried her best to play the role of a tsundere, become a little fangirl. She was a little cute.
Barbara glanced at Meg, and seemed to feel that her words were a little harsh. She coughed dryly, and said, "I mean, compared to him, you are indeed far behind him. But compared to ordinary men, you are still okay. "
After saying that, Barbara added, "Of course, I want to reiterate that this doesn't mean that I like you."
"Yeah, I don't like children, either." Meg patted Barbara's head lightly, and strode away with a smile.
"Hmph! I'm not a child! I'm already a woman! " Barbara looked at Meg's back and stomped her feet in annoyance. She looked down at her chest, and muttered, "They are already so big!"
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