Chapter 151
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"Lavra will be here soon." Stan slowly swallowed the Buffy.
"What's wrong?" Chen Ze was confused. Wasn't it normal for Lavra to come? Unless Lavra had something to do, Lavra would come to the Dream Restaurant and take away her cola.
"He still doesn't know?" Stan looked at Betty. Betty nodded with a heavy expression.
Stan looked at Chen Ze thoughtfully. When he found out that Chen Ze had asked that person to deliver the cake to Lavra, he thought that Chen Ze was already with Lavra. He didn't expect that Chen Ze still didn't know.
If it wasn't for the fact that he could feel Chen Ze's strong life force, Stan would have thought that Chen Ze was actually an emotionless lich.
After all, only a lich would be so insensitive to other people's feelings.
"What are you guys talking about?" Chen Ze looked at Stan and Betty in confusion. The two of them had the same expression.
"It's okay, Mr. Manager." Betty patted Chen Ze's shoulder with sympathy.
"???" Chen Ze felt like his expression could be used as an emoji pack.
At the same time, in the Abyss of Souls.
Everyone in the Positive and Negative Realms knew that the Abyss of Souls was a scary place. It was the hell of non-believers and blasphemers, but no intelligent creature had ever set foot in this place.
Irene was lying on the empty ground. There was nothing there. Everything was blank. The sky was white, the ground was white. She couldn't see anything.
It was a pure white hell.
How long had it been? Irene opened her empty eyes. Here, her soul couldn't rest. Irene felt like she had been here for ten thousand years.
Ten thousand years … What was ten thousand years? What was my name again?
Irene looked at her hand. She couldn't measure the time. She only knew that no matter what time it was, this place was always pure white.
It had been so long that Irene had almost forgotten her own name and her own past.
Eirinn stood up and looked around. There was nothing. There wasn't even a sound.
She clenched her claws instinctively, but she couldn't grab anything.
"Oh … uh … me? I … "Irene opened her mouth slowly. She couldn't remember how to speak.
Why am I clenching my claws? Why? Eirinn always felt that she was forgetting the most important thing.
It wasn't a good feeling. There was a voice in Eirinn's heart telling her that it was something very important and that she couldn't forget it. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't remember what it was.
What exactly … what exactly did I … forget? Irene scratched her head in pain.
"Wu … I …" Why am I crying? Eirinn touched her eyes, tears gushing out.
Why … Why am I crying … What is crying? Eirinn stared blankly at the white sky, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"The Abyss of Souls is actually a very scary place." Lavra sat on the chair and slowly swung her legs.
After dealing with some complicated matters, she finally had time to rest.
"I heard that the souls there will be endless torture," Betty interjected. Of course, she had heard of the Abyss of Souls before.
However, succubi were born loyal followers of the God of Desire, so there was no possibility of them being thrown in there.
"Actually, the Abyss of Souls is empty." Lavra took a sip of her cola and leaned on the table comfortably.
Chen Ze looked at Lavra in the kitchen and smiled. He then continued to mix the ingredients for the garlic eggplant.
"They will turn into stone," Stan added. He had eaten a lot of Buffy today. He had already eaten forty-two servings.
Luckily, Chen Ze had prepared enough ingredients. Otherwise, Chen Ze would have to consider letting Stan eat something else.
"Yes, one day outside is ten thousand years inside." Lavra leaned on the table and peeked at Chen Ze who was concentrating on cooking in the kitchen.
This damned bastard, why is he so gentle to that Freemeya? ' Doesn't he know that you are mine?
Lavra stomped her foot angrily.
"There is nothing there. There is no sound. Forgetfulness will continue to erode the soul, turning the soul into a stone that knows nothing and can't remember anything," Stan said a long paragraph in one breath.
"Mr. Stan ate a lot today." Chen Ze brought out five servings of Buffy. Betty carried a plate of garlic eggplant and placed it on Lavra's table.
"This guy simply doesn't want to work in the Gathering of Darkness. After I'm done with my business, he will be the next president." Lavra looked at Stan gloatingly. It was time for this old guy who only knew how to train to have a headache over those boring trifles.
Chen Ze curled his lips. He didn't understand why Stan and Lavra were so against such a glamorous position.
Maybe this was the problem of a big shot. Everyone had their problems, even big shots. It was just that their problems were different from ordinary people's.
"What is this? It's so delicious! " Lavra looked at the garlic eggplant in front of her with joy. The taste was beyond her expectation. It was even better than Chen Ze's Magical Mapo Tofu.
"This is garlic eggplant, Lavra." Chen Ze smiled and put an apple on Lavra's table.
After eating garlic, eating an apple was said to be effective in removing the smell of garlic.
Chen Ze was very proud of this garlic eggplant. After all, it was rated as excellent by the system.
Chen Ze felt that maybe he had a talent for grilling eggplants. Chen Ze planned to make garlic eggplant a special dish within a week.
Stan didn't even look at Lavra. He could smell the aroma in the air, but he still liked this Buffy.
The sweet smell made Stan very comfortable.
"Manager, this is tonight's dinner, right?" Betty looked at the garlic eggplant on Lavra's table and kept swallowing.
"Yes." Chen Ze looked at Betty's eyes. He was a little shaken. He felt that if he said no, Betty would act cute.
But the problem was that Betty's method of acting cute was learned from anime. It looked very out of place.
Chen Ze looked at the lively restaurant and was a little absent-minded. He suddenly thought of a very serious problem.
If the Abyss of Souls was like what Stan said, would Irene, who had been thrown in for who knows how many years, have lost her memory?
If she lost her memory, would she still be Irene Charlotte Lingling? Was she still the mother Freymea always wanted to see again?
If she lost her memory, was she still herself?
Chen Ze shivered.
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