Late at night, Meg returned to the cafeteria.
The feeling of a blazing Gatling gun sweeping down a mountain made one's blood boil.
After washing up, Meg lay on the bed and activated the projection function of the bracelet. He projected the images onto the ceiling and opened the movie library.
Meg skipped the option of "Eighteen Movies" and opened the Movie Rankings. He browsed through the movies on the rankings quickly.
The movies in the Dungeon were about three hours long. To Meg, who was used to watching movies that ranged from 90 to 120 minutes, this length was too long.
70% of the movies on the Movie Rankings were romance movies. From the summary, most of the movies were tragic dramas.
The more tragic the plot, the higher the rating.
"Are the Dungeon residents' lives so miserable?" Mag stroked his chin and clicked on the movie that was ranked number one — "Desperate Love" with a puzzled heart.
Three hours later, Mag finished watching this movie. It was about two young people who fell in love with each other in the midst of war. After going through the hardships of war, they finally welcomed the dawn of peace. However, the female lead was terminally ill, and the male lead refused to leave her.
Meg went to relieve his bladder. Then, he sat in front of the computer and wrote a short movie review. "It's quite touching, but I hope the director's movie will not be as smelly and long as an old lady's foot binding cloth. After three hours, my bladder will explode."
The story was well told, and the actors' acting skills were on point. They were incomparable to the young actors from China Entertainment on Earth.
However, the scriptwriter and director's standards could be improved. There was more than an hour of filler content. Removing it would not affect the plot. Instead, it would enhance the movie experience.
With a learning attitude, he opened the second movie.
The movies that Mag chose were all modern movies, and most of them were movies that were more realistic.
A movie was a part of life. This was a reality that the dry descriptions of chronicles could not compare.
Meg observed the lives of the Dungeon residents from the movies and studied their anxieties and hobbies.
Interestingly, animation was an important part of the movie industry in the Dungeon. It even accounted for 30% of the Movie Rankings.
In one night, Meg watched two movies and an animation movie. He wrote three reviews that were slightly vicious.
It was really just a slightly poisonous tongue.
Meg thought that he had already restrained his soul of ridicule.
"Host, please be at ease. Without the additional fame of being the son of the richest man in the world, you won't be cursed to another world just because of a few comments." The System consoled him.
Meg immediately felt relieved. It seemed that he could be more open in the future.
"System, how's the construction of the mecha coming along?" Meg asked.
"I'm building it, I'm building it," the system replied cheerfully.
"Why do you look so happy? Did you set me up? "Mag furrowed his brows.
"As the God of Cookery Cultivation System, this system serves the host across specializations. My hair has turned white from worry, and I've worked hard for whoever I've worked hard for. How could the host doubt me like this? This really makes the system disappointed!" The system was filled with righteous indignation, as if it was a little wife who had been bullied.
Meg was also unable to judge the difficulty of creating this mecha. However, this was after all a mecha that even Ferdinand valued highly. It should not be that easy to replicate it, so he did not delve too deeply into it.
"Alright, alright. I'll make up the remaining 2.4 billion yuan tomorrow. Hurry up and get the production line ready for me." Meg was too lazy to be long-winded with the system. He turned off the bracelet, lay in bed for a short nap, and got up to cook.
…
For the next week, Meg led a regular life every day. During the day, he worked at the restaurant, occasionally went to school to teach the children, and at night, he would look for Xi to learn various skills. After that, he would stay up all night watching movies and learning foreign languages. His life was extraordinarily fulfilling.
…
"Congratulations on passing the Level 8 Common Language test!"
Meg looked at the fireworks on the screen with a smile on his face.
He took a screenshot and sent it to Xi before sending a message. "Level 8 is just so-so."
After a few minutes of silence, the other side replied with a sentence. "You will be arranged to enter the underground city tomorrow. Please be prepared."
"So soon?" This time, it was Meg's turn to be surprised.
Last night, he was still learning how to drive a special machine with Xi and did not mention anything about going to the underground city tomorrow.
"This is your new identity. Memorize all the information. After entering the underground city, mission mode will be activated directly." Xi sent him a set of information.
After Meg accepted it, he clicked on an identity resume.
Hades Saipan, both parents dead.
Good lord, Meg thought that Xi might have a Qidian account number.
Moreover, Xi was quite attentive and even knew that his previous name was "Hades". However, using Saipan as a surname made him feel weird.
If someone were to yell his name in the future, he really did not know how to answer.
He continued reading. This Hades Saipan was an unknown folk cooking enthusiast with amazing cooking talent and a cooking philosophy that was completely different from the mainstream …
This was the new identity that Ferdinand had set for him. The chef aspect was considered to be a combination of his specialties. However, since he was already in another world, why would they give him the identity of a chef?
He continued reading and finally saw a photo.
"Hey handsome, who are you?"
Meg looked at the handsome young man in the photo and touched his mustache that was ridiculed.
This was a photo of Hades Saipan. Apparently, the other party thought that he could solve the problem of his appearance.
Indeed, Meg could solve it. He took out the Transformational Mask and used his mind to create a face in the photo before putting it on his head.
"So, it's you." Meg looked at the handsome man in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.
He had well-defined facial features, a handsome face, deep brown eyes, and thick, dark brown hair. He was handsome and masculine at the same time.
"Why does a chef have to be so handsome? Is there a plot where he sells his looks? " Mag scrutinized his face in the mirror. Although he didn't mind being a little handsome, being too handsome would sometimes become a problem.
After the dinner service, Meg asked everyone to stay for dinner.
"I'm going out tomorrow. The restaurant will be closed for five days. Treat it as a short holiday for everyone," Meg announced at the table.
"Boss, are you going out to gather ingredients again?" Mia asked curiously.
The others also looked at Meg. A five-day long holiday was very rare at Amy's.
"Yes, I've been lacking inspiration recently, so I plan to go out alone and see if I can get some new inspiration to make new dishes." Meg nodded with a smile. What a legitimate reason.
"Alone? Father, are you sure you don't want to bring the cute Meg with you? "Amy asked as she blinked and looked at Meg.
(End of chapter)
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