"We haven't received any orders from the higher-ups yet, but the news from Demon Island is quite urgent. If it really is Alex, then once he realizes that we're looking for him, he'll most likely disappear again." Seuss' voice was a little grim, and there was a hint of depression in his voice.
The black-robed man hesitated momentarily before asking, "But Master, the higher-ups say that Alex could be in Chaos City. Are we just going to give up on Chaos City?"
"Our Black Falcons have already searched Chaos City for over 10 days. We've searched through all of the slums, but we haven't found a cripple with a half-elf girl. It's not that easy for a cripple to hide. We have so many spies in Chaos City, but we haven't found any leads, so there's a very high chance that he's not here." Seuss shook his head as he looked at the black-robed man with his dead fish eyes, and said in a cold voice, "I've sparred with him before, and I know what kind of person he is. Even though he's a cripple, he definitely won't abandon his dignity as a knight, so there's no need to waste time on strange people. There's no way that he would become a chef. What we have to do is find him as soon as possible. Even a 10th-tier magic caster won't be able to recover from his crippled limbs."
"Yes." The black-robed man's expression changed as he lowered his head and didn't dare to say anything else.
"Take a small team and continue to search Chaos City. The rest of you, come with me to Demon Island." Seuss swept his gaze over everyone present, and the scar between his eyebrows appeared particularly menacing on his pale face.
…
"What a beautiful morning." The next morning, the sky was just beginning to brighten, and Meg woke up from his bed. He tiptoed over to the sleeping Amy, and a smile appeared on his face as he changed his clothes, washed up, and went upstairs.
After the system's enhancements, Meg's physical constitution had reached the standard of a 1st-tier knight. Even though his rank wasn't very high, his physical constitution was far superior to that of a normal person. He was almost comparable to a boxer in his past life, and his entire body was brimming with power.
As expected, the system is very reliable to have recovered from a cripple to such a state. Meg stretched his arms and legs, and was very pleased with the strength he felt. In the beginning, his biggest concern was that he would have to live with a crippled body, but that concern had been completely erased.
"System, can you give me a recipe for mooncakes?" Meg asked in his heart. At the same time, he pushed open the door to a small room on the third floor. There was already a beer brewing machine, as well as all the ingredients and beer barrels that had been placed in the room the night before.
"I can't," the system's reply.
"I will give you the money." Mag tried again.
"It's still not possible. This is the System's bottom line. Host, please don't use money to insult the System. The System also has a bottom line!" The System said sternly.
Mag raised an eyebrow. The system had indeed never given in on recipes. It should have something to do with the so-called three laws of the system.
"System, why haven't you issued any missions recently? . Give me a mission mission. I don't feel good if I don't do missions for a day. Also, I don't want the reward for this mission to be too high level; I just want the method to make mooncakes. "Mag contemplated the situation momentarily before replying with a serious expression.
"The system does not have any missions to issue at the moment." The system rejected.
"Then think of one now. Don't you have some conditions to trigger it? Tell me about it, and I'll trigger it for you. "Meg was still unwilling to give up and continued.
"Host, please do not force the system to issue a mission. This is a serious violation of the rules. You will make the system very passive." The system sternly protested.
"How much is it for you to issue a mission? 100 gold coins? 1000 gold coins? 10000 gold coins? "Meg raised his eyebrows and asked.
"That … 10000 gold coins, this system …" The system hesitated.
"I refuse. 10000 gold coins? What a scam! "Mag rolled his eyes and rejected him decisively.
"…" An ellipsis floated across the system.
Looks like I'll have to think long and hard about the mooncakes. The moon will be at its fullest in three days, and I have to make mooncakes at that time. Otherwise, the mid-autumn festival celebration is going to be over, Mag thought to himself as he weighed all of the ingredients before pouring them into the brewing machine.
The brewing time is one day. Even though it's not as fast as in the God of Cookery's space, compared to normal brewing methods, this is already a completely advanced technology. Meg pressed the start button, and the brewing process would be completed in 24 hours. He had to pour the beer into the barrels as soon as possible. It was extremely efficient to be able to brew three barrels of beer at once.
After closing the door to the small room, Meg went downstairs to prepare the ingredients for the morning service. When it was about time, he went upstairs to wake Amy up.
Just as Meg made his way over to the bed, Amy immediately opened her eyes. She looked at Meg with an elated expression, and said, "Father, I dreamt of Mother last night. She was sitting under a glowing tree, and she was super beautiful and very gentle. She was holding Amy in her arms and singing to Amy."
"Is that so? Did she say anything to our Xiao Mi?" Meg smiled as he stroked Amy's hair. It seemed that she had been awake for a while and was deliberately waiting for him to wake her up.
"Yes, she said that she also wants to eat mooncakes. She lives on the moon, so she also wants to eat the moon. Father, after we make the mooncakes, let's eat them for Mother to see," Amy said earnestly as she looked at Meg.
"Okay, then when we're done, we'll eat them for her to see." Meg looked at Amy with a pained expression, and he stroked her hair as he said, "Okay, then let's get up first. We'll go to class after breakfast."
"Okay!" Amy happily hugged Meg's neck as she climbed up and kissed him on the cheek.
After breakfast, Meg took Amy to school. When he returned, Yabemiya and Sally were already waiting for him at the entrance of the restaurant. Sally seemed to have something on her mind, and she was also a little tired, as if she hadn't had a good rest.
Meg looked at Sally and hesitated momentarily, but didn't ask her anything in the end. He didn't know what had happened between Sally and Blour the night before, but if she didn't want to talk about it, then he didn't want to pry. Everyone had their own secrets, after all.
Yabemiya was clearly also a little concerned about Sally, but she refrained from asking any questions.
After a busy morning, Meg heaved a sigh of relief as he flipped over the sign at the entrance of the restaurant.
Sally and Yabemiya also quickly cleaned up the cafeteria and finished their work for the morning.
Sally looked at Meg, and hesitated for a long while before asking, "Um … Boss, can I ask you a question?"
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