Chen Ze scratched his head. He was looking at the new attributes he had just received.
[You made a better Qi Feng cake. Dessert making experience increased by 8 points.]
[Dessert Lover passive effect increased.]
[You received Dessert Master passive effect.]
[The desserts you make have a low chance of adding random attribute effects.]
Chen Ze had just finished making Lavra's Qi Feng cake when a series of system notifications hit him in the face.
"Dessert Master …" Chen Ze was deep in thought. He had to admit that desserts were the type that Chen Ze made the most out of all the dishes.
Therefore, Chen Ze expected that the skills of Dessert Master would improve quickly.
"Lavra, this is your Qi Feng cake." Chen Ze served the cake.
"Chen Ze, did you say something to that person?" Lavra asked while eating the cake.
"Hmm?" Chen Ze blinked. Hastur?
"That person suddenly said that he wanted to hold a … concert? He even asked us to provide him with a venue. "Lavra narrowed her eyes. Chen Ze's cakes were getting better and better.
"Hmm … If he comes tonight, I'll talk to him." Chen Ze was a little confused. Was a concert something that could be held just because he wanted to?
Did he not consider that when he was not famous in the beginning, basically no one would come? Moreover, there was no such thing as a concert in the other world.
Chen Ze felt that Hastur might be a little too hasty. He was preparing to hold a concert in the Bird's Nest before he even accumulated fame.
"Hmm, give me five servings of this cake to take away." Lavra took out a gem from her arms.
"No need, Lavra. The thing you gave me is very good. It can pay for ten servings." Chen Ze rejected Lavra's gem. He had tried the Philosopher's Stone that Lavra gave him before. It could be said that it was extremely beautiful.
For such a precious item, Chen Ze felt that ten times was worth it.
"Lavra, do you know about the Soul Abyss?" Chen Ze thought of Freymea. Although she said that it was impossible for a person like Lavra to not believe in God, it was still best to ask.
"I know. Why do you ask?" Lavra frowned and looked at Chen Ze.
"I just want to ask, is it possible to fish out a soul from the Soul Abyss?"
Lavra shook her head and then nodded, making Chen Ze confused.
"To be precise, yes and no." Lavra took a sip of Coke.
"Ton, ton, ton ~"
"The Abyss of Souls is a place that the gods despise. It's basically impossible for a soul to escape from there. If you want to escape, you must at least be able to break through the gods' seal." Lavra leaned back on the chair comfortably.
"Do you believe in God, Lavra?" Chen Ze asked curiously.
"Yes, I have always been a believer of that one." Lavra nodded.
"What God do you believe in?" Chen Ze was very curious. Lavra was the Blood Ancestor. According to Betty, the vampire race was created by Lavra.
"Hmph, why should I tell you?" Lavra turned her head.
"Speaking of which, why are you asking this question?" Lavra knew very well that Chen Ze was from another world.
"Oh, this …" Chen Ze told her about Freymea.
"You! You bastard! Go die ten thousand times! " Lavra jumped down angrily and stomped on Chen Ze's foot. She angrily left with her Coke.
"Hiss … What did I do wrong again?" Chen Ze was confused.
Lavra was so angry that she didn't even take five servings of Qi Feng cake.
After sending away the angry Lavra, Chen Ze returned to the kitchen and began to research new dishes under Betty's incredulous expression.
"You are the traitor Reinhardt?" The red-robed presiding judge flipped through the documents in his hand.
The figure sweeping the floor was stunned.
"You betrayed the church, provided shelter for sinners, and even killed two innocent little girls?" The presiding judge sneered.
"And then you killed the Count of Normandy who contributed to the church on the street?" The presiding judge looked at the old man in front of him. After a long period of interrogation and whipping, his body was covered in blood.
"…" There was a slight sound.
"What did you say?" The presiding judge frowned and moved closer.
"I … I have a clear conscience … I have a clear conscience … I have a clear conscience to my Lord …" He didn't say that he had a guilty conscience to his child.
Reinhardt always remembered his daughter, that obedient and cute daughter who liked to lean in his arms and listen to his stories.
But because of that damned noble, she died an unnatural death. At that time, for the church and for his own future, he swallowed his pride and became a knight captain.
Every time he thought of this, Reinhardt felt that there was a sword in his heart that kept stabbing his soul.
Now, he took revenge for his daughter.
"Heh, you are unrepentant. You will be executed tomorrow." The presiding judge wiped his clothes and left the cell.
Reinhardt lay on the thorny grass. It was very painful, but compared to the pain in his heart, this kind of pain was nothing to be afraid of.
Will there be a day … God of Light, will you accept the souls of your believers …
"Lord Reinhardt?" The servant who was sweeping the floor sneaked over.
"It's really you! Lord Reinhardt! "The servant looked at the old man in front of him with joy.
"You are …" Reinhardt frowned. He didn't remember this young man.
"Lord, it's me. If it wasn't for you, my mother and I would have starved to death." The servant quickly helped Reinhardt up and let him lie on the grass bed that was not so prickly.
"Thank you … You …" Reinhardt didn't remember who this was. After he became a knight captain, he helped many poor people.
"Mr. Reinhardt, to make a long story short, I don't believe you are such a person. I'm friends with the guard of the cell. I'll come to push the toilet bucket tonight. You can hide in it and I'll take you out!" the servant said hurriedly. After that, he looked around and left.
Reinhardt stretched out his hand. He wanted to tell this young man who came to repay his kindness to stop wasting his energy.
But his weak body made it impossible for him to say it.
At night, the servant came as promised. At the same time, he brought an empty toilet bucket.
"Lord, please go in quickly. I will bring you out! "The servant looked at Reinhardt anxiously.
"Thank you, but I won't leave …" Reinhardt rejected the servant's kindness. He didn't want to drag this kind young man down with him.
"It's too late, Lord. Sorry for the offense!" The servant helped Reinhardt up and stuffed him into the toilet bucket.
Then, there were bumps and the sound of things being moved. After a while, the surroundings quieted down.
"Laye, you brought a traitor this time. You have to pay me a lot of money." The servant's voice came from outside the toilet bucket.
"Don't worry, buddy. I will give you five gold coins when the time comes!" It was an unfamiliar voice.
"Hehe, I caught another cunning prisoner who escaped from prison. I wonder how much reward I will get this time." Hearing Laye's voice, Reinhardt's heart was cold.
Fake. From the beginning to the end, there were no servants who came to repay his kindness. There were only greedy people.
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