Chapter 65
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What should a Great Old One look like?
Was it an indescribable fear or would it make one's sanity level drop just by looking at it?
Chen Ze had made many assumptions and even thought about what he would do if Hastur entered and caused him to fall into an illusion.
Chen Ze had also thought about Hastur's appearance, such as a classic image of wearing yellow clothes and a mask.
It could also be the image of a yellow hood with evil eyes like in a certain mobile game.
However, what Chen Ze never expected was that Hastur was actually a ball of black fog.
Yes, a ball of black fog. Chen Ze couldn't see any form at all. This made Chen Ze wonder if the other party was Hastur or a monster with the same name.
"You seem surprised." The low and chaotic voice was emotionless, but Chen Ze shuddered.
"Or is this form more conducive for us to communicate?" At first, the voice was very low, but later, it became clearer and clearer, and more and more … cute?
Chen Ze wondered if he had fallen into an illusion. He actually thought that the Great Old One was cute? This was simply too scary. Chen Ze felt that his sanity level had dropped to 0.
However, the black fog in front of him began to roll and slowly condense into a white-haired girl.
And this girl was someone Chen Ze knew.
"Oh God …" Chen Ze didn't believe in religion. This was just a catchphrase. Furthermore, the current Hastur's image was too magical. Chen Ze had the urge to spit it out.
"Do all the humans in this world like this form?" Hastur raised his hand and looked at his hand. It was as white as a scallion and slender.
Chen Ze took a deep breath and looked at Betty. This poor little succubus seemed to have fainted. At the very least, Chen Ze didn't react at all when he looked at her.
"This new scientist … Ahem, what would you like to eat?" Chen Ze looked at the "girl" in front of him with a conflicted expression. Chen Ze really didn't expect that Hastur would become the new Kerniang.
Chen Ze felt a little out of character when he saw a living 2D character standing in front of him.
"Eat?" The Hastur version of the new Corinne tilted her head cutely and even put her finger on her lips. She looked especially cute.
Chen Ze took a deep breath. He felt that he had taken countless deep breaths today.
Aren't you one of the Great Old Ones? Why was she so good at acting cute?
"Yes, this is the Dream Restaurant. We provide delicious delicacies to all the customers who come in." Chen Ze resisted the urge to rush up and take a photo with the other party.
"Calm down, calm down … The other party is one of the Great Old Ones …" Chen Ze took another deep breath.
"Then give me a spicy crayfish." Hastur's answer made Chen Ze confused.
Could it be that crayfish also existed in the other world? And it was spicy?
"Don't misunderstand. I just received random memories here." Hastur looked at Chen Ze with a smile, the ahoge on her head swaying.
Chen Ze scratched his head. Spicy crayfish … He really did have this thing. When he was buying ingredients previously, Chen Ze had bought five catties of crayfish to make supper for himself and entertain his friends.
After all, crayfish was one of the few dishes on the table that could improve the social atmosphere. Chen Ze didn't like everyone looking at their phones while eating. How could they communicate like that?
"Okay, please wait a moment." Chen Ze nodded and returned to the kitchen.
As for Hastur's appearance, Chen Ze had already calmed down. No matter what, this living new science lady couldn't go to the world on Earth, so she wouldn't affect Chen Ze in any way.
Standing in the kitchen, Chen Ze was a little conflicted. He had already checked the recipe for spicy crayfish, so he knew how to make it, but he hadn't done it before.
Therefore, Chen Ze wasn't sure if five catties of crayfish were enough for him to squander. If he squandered all of it and still couldn't make a qualified crayfish, Chen Ze could only go out and ask Hastur to change the dish.
God knew if this would anger this Great Old One. What if the other party made Chen Ze's sanity level plummet?
Chen Ze touched the 50 cents in his pocket. "Please, please, you must succeed as soon as possible!"
Chen Ze first took out half a catty of crayfish and tried to make spicy crayfish.
After that, Chen Ze was stunned. The system prompt didn't appear in front of him.
This made Chen Ze a little overwhelmed. After so long, Chen Ze had a rough understanding of the general situation of his system.
As long as he took the initiative to develop a dish that could be called a dish, it could provide him with experience, and the system would recognize it.
If it was made with ingredients from another world, or food like instant noodles, it wouldn't be recognized.
So now the question was, why wasn't the spicy crayfish made by Chen Ze recognized by the system?
Chen Ze shook his head and tasted it himself. No matter what, he had to solve Hastur's problem first.
"The taste is too bland, and the crayfish didn't add any flavor at all." Chen Ze shook his head.
"One more time." Chen Ze used the remaining half a catty to make spicy crayfish. This time, he tried to cut a slit in the back of the crayfish.
Not long after, another pot was ready, but there was still no system prompt.
Chen Ze scratched his head and tasted it himself. It was much better this time.
"Let's do this first?" Chen Ze hesitated for a while. The taste was normal, but it could only be said to have reached the standard of a night market.
Chen Ze didn't know how he did it. In the past, there was the system's evaluation, so Chen Ze could know the standard of his cooking. But now that the system was suddenly gone, Chen Ze was in the dark again.
To make do or not to make do, this was a problem.
Chen Ze sighed and put the two servings of spicy crayfish aside. Chen Ze felt that he might have obsessive-compulsive disorder. If he didn't make a dish that suited his taste, he wouldn't want to serve it to the customer.
Even if the customer had never eaten crayfish before, Chen Ze didn't want to lie to himself. He could smell that the spicy crayfish had too many seasonings.
Chen Ze used three and a half kilograms of crayfish to make a dish that suited his taste.
"Sorry for the long wait." Chen Ze carried a pot of spicy crayfish out and placed it in front of Hastur.
"Is this spicy crayfish?" Hastur's ahoge moved without wind and then started to peel the shell skillfully …
Chen Ze looked at this scene blankly. Chen Ze didn't think that a person who had never eaten crayfish before could eat it skillfully and peel it so skillfully.
"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. When I read her memory, it's equivalent to using that person's identity to relive her life." The new scientist smiled brightly.
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