"Boss, I suggest you change the seat of this bald eagle. It's not very practical." Mag accepted the deposit from the trainer and said with a smile.
"It may not be practical for others, but wouldn't it be good for you and your wife to use it?" The animal trainer glanced at Barbara and said with a smile, but secretly scolded Mag as a beast, for such a young girl. You can do it.
Barbara's face turned red. If Mag hadn't held her hand behind her back to signal her to calm down, she would have kicked this stinky guy and that stupid bird away.
"That makes sense. I'll look for you next time I go out." Mag said with a smile, tugged on the corner of Barbara's clothes, and walked towards the city of chaos. Everything went well today, and he even killed someone. That old man Berg is in a good mood.
The dilemma of the night elves has been solved, and at the same time, the elves have lost the confidence to compete in the Norland continent, which can be regarded as a small contribution to world peace.
And he got a new reward from the system, a flying restaurant, not at a speed of 80 miles, but at Mach 5.
This speed far exceeded the limit speed of the world's top fighter jets in the previous life, which made Mag a little bit excited about what that flying fortress would look like.
According to the system, the flying restaurant exists independently and is not modified based on the original restaurant. It is currently managed by the system and can be requested to be placed when needed.
"This is really a good tool for a vacation." Mag thought in his heart, and had already begun to plan his next vacation. Maybe he could take the restaurant staff and friends to the sunny beach in the south to bask in the sun and enjoy the breeze. Sea breeze and a beach barbecue.
"Host, the flying restaurant is an important place for the host's growth, and it is also an artifact for quickly opening a restaurant in a remote place. Please do not simply regard it as an aircraft. This is a serious blasphemy against the flying restaurant!" the system sternly warned.
"Maimi's restaurant is running well, so why should I go to other places to open a restaurant? Isn't this a sacrifice of the good? The process of accumulating popularity will not only make less money, but it will not improve my cooking skills." Ge curled his lips and did not agree with the system's words.
"A true God of Cooking will not be confined to one place, sitting in a well and looking at the sky. Only by cooking thousands of dishes and traveling thousands of miles can he become a true God of Cooking. I hope the host can understand this truth." The system said earnestly.
"Okay, tell me, how long will it take to leave?" Mag raised his eyebrows. As soon as he heard the system's nonsense, he felt that things might not be that simple. He might really have to go somewhere else.
The black mist mentioned by the system before also made him a little concerned.
There was something obviously wrong with the death aura on Berg's body. If it weren't for the blessing of Irina's holy light, he might not be able to kill the giant black tiger with that sword, and then kill Berg.
The breath that does not belong to this world corrodes all living things. For this world, it may not only affect the system's cooking.
"This system will continue to monitor the black mist. If physical methods still cannot effectively control it, the host will need to go to farms and pastures to clear the black mist. The time will be at least one week later. The time limit is undetermined. The host will be required to clear the black mist. Efficiency is the main priority." System Da said.
"By the way, if I help you clean up the black fog, it can be regarded as working for you, right? How is the salary calculated?" Mag raised his eyebrows.
"Host, what you say is wrong! How can this be working for me? This is work done to maintain the food supply chain of Maimi Restaurant, not for this system."
"I don't care. When we encounter the black fog, let's calculate it based on the volume. If you clear 1 cubic centimeter, you give me 1 copper coin. The price is very fair, right? That's the black fog that even a great and powerful system like yours can't solve. ah."
"Speaking of it, it seems to be true. The black mist is indeed very stubborn, and its resistance is getting stronger and stronger. Even if this system knows that it has existed for 500 million years, there is no way to completely remove it..." The system pondered, Seems a little shaken.
"Then it's settled." Mag turned into a side alley and pulled off the beard on his face and the large robe he was wearing.
Barbara then took off her veil and cloak, put them into the bag delivered by Mag, and resumed her daily attire.
"Do you know the leader of the night elves today? Is that the super beautiful princess?" Barbara followed Mag out of the alley, took two quick steps to stand side by side with Mag, and asked curiously.
"She came to the restaurant for dinner." Mag nodded.
Barbara's eyes lit up and she said with anticipation: "Then will she come to Mamie's Restaurant today? Phyllis and Sheryl are both back, and she seems to have a good relationship with them."
"I don't know about that. You seem to be looking forward to her arrival?" Mag raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Barbara with some surprise. Azi had already gone to pick up Irina. She would naturally come to the restaurant today. , but it shouldn’t be during the day.
"Of course, I like her very much!" Barbara nodded immediately, her eyes full of adoring stars.
"Could you be..." Mag's eyes showed some vigilance, and he hesitated: "Camilla didn't do anything to you on the way, right?"
"She was flying around holding my collar, almost freezing me into a dog." Barbara rolled her eyes, not wanting to remember, and said a little excitedly: "Didn't you see, that princess is so cool?" She is like a queen, making everyone want to surrender to her."
"Maybe that's the case." Mag nodded slightly, with a smile on his face. It seemed quite satisfying to hear others praise his wife so much.
"You don't have to think about it. Her man is a super powerful knight, riding a cool purple-striped griffon to save her. Although you can't see his face, he must be a very majestic man." Barbara clenched her hands in her heart and seemed to be still immersed in the scene of the knight reaching out to Irina. Then she looked up at Mag and sighed, "Compared with him, you are still far behind."
"Yeah, there's no comparison." Mag nodded with deep understanding. There was really no comparison with him.
But it seems that Irina is indeed very charming. She can turn Barbara, who has always tried hard to play a tsundere role, into a little fan girl, which is a bit cute.
Barbara glanced at Mag and seemed to feel that her words were a bit harsh. She coughed dryly and said: "I mean, compared with him, you are indeed far inferior to him. But compared with ordinary men, In comparison, you’re still pretty good.”
After saying that, Barbara added: "Of course, I want to reiterate, this is not what I mean by liking you."
"Yeah, I don't like children either." Mag patted Barbara's head gently and strode away with a smile.
"Huh! I'm not a child! I'm already a woman!" Barbara looked at Mag's back and stamped her feet in annoyance. She glanced down at her breasts and muttered: "Obviously they are already so big. !”
