When something is hard to explain, it's wise to keep it mysterious.
So Mag covered Irina's eyes and asked Amy to close her eyes obediently and count down the seconds.
"10, 9, 8..."
As Amy's childish voice sounded, the mobile restaurant fell from the sky. With a slight sound and the ground shaking slightly, the original house was pressed into the ground and became a stable foundation.
"Okay, let's take a look at our new house." Mag let go of the hand covering Irina's eyes and said with a smile.
Irina and Amy opened their eyes at the same time, and their eyes lit up when they looked at the big house in front of them, which was completely covered with silver shells.
"Wow, what a beautiful house. It's really made of shells!" Amy said in surprise. The original dilapidated house had disappeared and was replaced by a brand new house.
Although Irina was already used to the various strange abilities displayed by Mag, she was still a little surprised when she looked at this beautiful shell house.
The first floor of the two-story building still seems to be a restaurant. Through the open door, you can see the neatly arranged tables and chairs inside.
There is a large open space in front of the house, surrounded by wooden railings. The ground is paved with shells and rounded stones. There are more than twenty tables scattered around. There is an open space in the center of the open space. I don't know what it is used for.
"Let's go in and see our new home." Mag took Amy, opened the low door and walked in.
In order to be as low-key as possible, Mag chose the relatively common shell island style when choosing the decoration style. The very common white shells were mixed with some light gold and light silver shells, but the system arranged and arranged them in a very delicate way. The layout makes the overall style look very comfortable.
The space inside the restaurant is also more open, with fewer partitions and black stone tables and chairs neatly arranged in the style of a food stall.
The kitchen setting is also very simple. The most conspicuous are the three two-meter-diameter large iron pots in the center of the restaurant, which occupy most of the kitchen area. However, there are also a set of normal kitchen utensils and stoves.
Because a single large lobster is too large, and in order to complete the task of catching 300,000 crayfish as quickly as possible, Mag must increase the amount of cooking every day. A normal-sized pot can no longer meet the demand.
However, Mag didn't know much about how to play with the two-meter cauldron. It was foreseeable that it would be a difficult battle after entering the God of Cooking training ground tonight.
There was a large fish tank in the corner. There were already dozens of crayfish in it. Mag caught them from the system's breeding farm in the morning. He threw the two crayfish he just bought into the fish tank.
The ugly duckling squatted in front of the fish tank, looking at the crayfish in the fish tank with a wary expression. He stretched out his fat little paw across the fish tank and tapped it tentatively, and then quickly retracted his paw. It seemed that he had been stung in the morning. It leaves some shadow.
"Wow, this new home is so beautiful." Amy ran around the restaurant, fiddled with the shell wind chimes hanging at the door, and listened to the crisp sound of the wind chimes, and said happily.
"You've been busy all morning, why don't you go upstairs and take a nap." Mag came out of the kitchen and looked at Amy, who was already drowsy after playing with the wind chimes for a while, and Irina, who looked tired.
"Yeah." Irina nodded slightly.
"Father, I want a hug." Amy, who was sitting at the door of the restaurant, raised her two little hands, squinted her eyes and pouted.
"Okay, father will take you upstairs to sleep." Mag walked over with a smile, bent down and gently picked up Amy.
"Hehe, father is so kind." Amy opened her eyes and kissed Mag on the cheek.
"I want it too." Irina raised her face.
"Okay." Amy pouted and kissed Irina's face.
A smile appeared on Irina's face.
"Let's go." Mag said with a smile, carrying Amy and walking upstairs along the stairs on the side of the kitchen.
The stairs are also paved with shells, but the more luxurious queen shells are used, with a more delicate and soft luster. The overall style is pinkish white, and it looks fresh and princess-like.
The ground on the second floor has an overall marine color scheme. I don’t know what technology is used in the system. It looks like real flowing sea water under the floor. You can also see seaweed and undersea plants, making people feel like they are in an ocean world. .
"It's the sea!" Amy jumped off Mag's body on her own initiative, stepped on the floor with her bare feet, took a few steps forward, pounced on the ground, and slid across the floor like a fish. .
The ugly duckling that followed him upstairs suddenly jumped onto Mag's feet. His fat little paws hugged Mag's thigh tightly, looking down at the ground, trembling a little.
"When did you prepare these things?" Irina looked at Mag with a smile and asked.
"While you were sleeping." Mag said with a smile. Judging from her appearance, she should be quite satisfied with this house.
"Ha, your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter. Have you said the same thing to other women?" Irina's gaze became more scrutinizing.
Mag smiled and asked: "Who else dares to accept it except you?"
"That's true, any little bitch who dares to accept it will die." Irina glanced at her hand, her slender fingers slowly clenched into a delicate fist, looked at Mag and smiled: "Right? "
"Yes..." Mag nodded with deep understanding. With this fist, everyone would die, including him.
There are three rooms on the second floor, one for Amy and Irina, one for Mag, and a small study room.
Irina took Amy to bed. The ugly duckling, whose family status had seriously declined, had lost the right to go to bed. He could only lie down on the mattress at the end of the bed and yelled at Mag at the door with some resentment.
Mag looked at it with some sympathy. What could he do? He was not even qualified to sleep in this room now.
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"Isn't this too much, Boss Mai? I didn't even write down the return time when I went out to collect materials this time." Harrison looked at the notice hanging at the door of the restaurant and sighed.
"Hey, boss Mai, you are a heartless man. How can I keep my youth and beauty and keep the hearts of those men?" A gorgeously dressed succubus wiped the corners of her eyes with a silk scarf. His expression was full of resentment.
"My hair has just grown halfway, and Boss Mai ran away like this. What can I do?" Chris, the owner of Guangluo Job Agency, touched his hair that had grown into a roundabout, with a worried look on his face.
"Be satisfied, at least we can still eat preserved egg and lean meat porridge, roast beef skewers and hot pot."
At the entrance of Maimi's restaurant, because of Mag's departure, the guests who came to the restaurant at noon and couldn't even get in were filled with complaints.
"Boss, Boss Mai is out, what should we do?" Kil said, looking at Sargeras.
The demons of the Burning Legion, which has expanded to more than 60 people, are also looking at Sargeras. Boss Mai is not here, which means that they will not be able to eat the sacred meat buns.
"A saint like Boss Mai needs to go out occasionally to find inspiration. We must be considerate of him." Sargeras looked serious, but he could not hide the disappointment in his eyes. After thinking for a while, he said: "While we are here, we I’m going back to the Demon Islands. I received news from my clan yesterday that some unsighted people have found our tribe. We should let them know that our Lava Demon Clan is not easy to bully.”
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