"This is the conclusion you came up with after studying that octopus tentacle?" Irina looked at Meg suspiciously.
"Yes. In view of the fact that it's difficult for you to increase your current strength, I've decided to eat it." Meg nodded seriously.
"You want to eat that fellow?" Irina's delicate brows furrowed. She felt disgusted at the thought of that sticky octopus monster with eyes all over its body, let alone eating it.
"Yes. After my experiments, this octopus monster's tentacle is actually a very excellent ingredient, and it has the characteristic of being able to grow again. The first batch of tentacles may not taste as good, but the newly grown tentacles will taste very good, and it will be far more delicious than ordinary seafood." Meg nodded. The system used that section of tentacle to cultivate a semi-finished Great Armageddon, and used it to conduct a large number of hardcore experiments.
"So … you've already eaten it?" Irina's expression became a little complicated, and she instinctively took half a step back.
"As a qualified chef, there's no end to the exploration of ingredients," Meg said calmly. Of course, he couldn't tell Irina about the existence of the system.
Irina pondered seriously for a while, and asked, "Then, have you explored sheep dung before?"
Meg shook his head slightly, and said, "No sheep dung, but the cat dung coffee is indeed not bad."
"So … Ugly Duckling's toilet is so clean every day because …" Irina took half a step back again, and her eyes gradually widened.
"No, Ugly Duckling's toilet is completely cleaned automatically. This has nothing to do with me. This cat dung coffee …" Meg looked at Irina, who had a slightly frightened expression, and suddenly realized that she might have misunderstood, so he hurriedly waved his hands.
"Alright, I'll keep the fact that you ate cat dung a secret for you." Irina interrupted Meg with a complicated expression.
"Thank you …" Meg couldn't express his gratitude in words.
"Now is not the time to discuss whether this octopus monster can be eaten. You said that only my Holy Light magic can cause substantial damage to it, but it's not powerful enough. But I'm already the only light magic caster on the Norland Continent. Doesn't that mean we can't do anything to it?" Irina asked with a frown.
"That seems to be the case for now." Meg nodded.
"Then how was its head chopped off? Where is the rest of the body sealed? "
"This …" Meg was slightly stunned. The octopus monster's head was as big as a small mountain, so its body must be even bigger. How did those people chop off its head and seal it?
"Perhaps, level 10 isn't the true upper limit? Back then, there were magic casters and powerhouses of various races who were more powerful than 10th-tier magic casters on the Norland Continent, and they worked together to separate and seal these devils? Meg's train of thought gradually became clearer.
"So, the gods in the legends of various races aren't just legends. They could be a group of top-notch powerhouses above 10th-tier that really existed back then?" Irina's eyes also gradually brightened.
"If the Goddess of Light really existed, and could form a connection with you through a spell to give you the power of Holy Light, then her power must be above 10th-tier." Meg nodded.
"But, where can we go to find these gods and ask them to kill or seal these devils that are about to escape?"
"We still can't be sure that these gods can live for countless years like the devils without dying. We also don't know how to ask them to help. We've discussed this problem before." Meg shook his head slightly.
"Maybe I should make a trip back to The Wind Forest."
"Hmm?"
"Regarding the Goddess of Life, the elven queen might know some secrets that others don't." Irina said calmly, "And the Tree of Life should be the existence most related to the Goddess of Life."
Meg thought for a while, and nodded. "I'll get Ah Zi to bring you there."
"Okay, I'll set off tonight and be back early tomorrow morning." Irina nodded slightly.
"Be careful. Helena hates you the most now," Meg said.
"If there's a chance, I want to slash her with a knife." Irina made a knife-hand gesture.
…
Meg returned to the restaurant, poured himself a glass of water, and sat by the window to think.
Working hard to find the ancient gods was one way, and how to break through the 10th-tier limit was another way to save the world.
Of course, his top priority now was to restore his power to 10th-tier, and then think about how to break through 10th-tier.
"System, I think this main mission is a bit off track. I'm just a candidate for the God of Cookery. Why did the mission of saving the world fall on me? Can you correct the normal development of this world, such as getting rid of those superfluous Great Old Ones so that I can focus on being a good chef again? "Meg complained in his mind.
"The host's request is not within the scope of this system's functions!" the system replied calmly.
"Why don't you ask your superiors? If this world is destroyed or falls into war, then I won't be able to complete the ultimate mission of spreading delicacies properly. "Meg continued to bluff.
"In order to not be questioned by my superiors, this system will never do such a thing! Do you think I have a gigolo? "the system said rather proudly.
"You don't, but I do. Isn't it just a gigolo? I'll buy it for you."
"Hehe, sorry, your gigolo can't enter the Forbidden City."
“？？？”
Meg was a little confused by the system's answer.
"That's all you need to know. Otherwise, this system might be dealt with too." Before Meg could ask, the system had already covered his mouth.
Meg frowned slightly and realized that things were not simple.
Even the system did not dare to talk too much about the existence, so he could only pretend that he did not know anything and did not dare to ask anything.
Of course, the plan of getting a higher-level existence to eliminate the Great Old Ones fell through. This system was not of much use.
Not long after, Camilla and the others came to the restaurant one after another, and the busy business hours began again.
"Young Master, look, isn't that Miss Shirley?" the servant whispered as he supported Constantine.
"Don't support me, I can do it myself." Constantine shook off the servant's hand and stared at the beautiful girl standing behind Meg at the entrance of the restaurant with teary eyes. That was the girl he missed day and night, and he finally saw her again.
Complicated emotions surged in his heart. He wanted to rush over and hug her tightly, and then tell her how much he missed her.
However, the self-cultivation of a gentleman made him try his best to maintain self-control. He tidied up his clothes. Although they did not fit him well due to his sudden weight loss, they still did not cover up his temperament.
He slowly walked forward with the group and finally stepped into the restaurant entrance. He stood in front of Shirley and suppressed his excitement as he looked at Shirley with deep affection.
Constantine's story had recently become a much-told story in Mamy's. This licentious young master had successfully washed his name clean and became the affectionate prince that everyone praised.
Today, the male and female leads finally met again. Many people looked at this scene with anticipation.
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