Mag quickly stretched out his hand to catch her, looked at Connie holding his arm helplessly, and said: "Okay, don't hang like a monkey, you won't die if you fall."
"If you fall, you won't die, but you will be hurt." Connie got off Mag and said confidently.
"Okay, okay, you're right." Mag didn't want to argue with this girl. Anyway, it wasn't the first time that she had forgotten her words before the battle. She looked at Connie and said, "How about you sit down and eat later?" Let’s have a meal and then think about it carefully?”
"That's fine." Connie nodded, turned around and found a chair to sit on, and began to think seriously.
Mag looked at Connie and was a little dumbfounded. He glanced at the clock and saw that it was already eleven o'clock and it was time to prepare lunch.
He had already taken a shower on the way back, went upstairs to change into chef clothes, tied on his apron, and was about to enter the kitchen.
"Boss, I remembered!" Connie suddenly flashed to the kitchen door, stopped Mag, then raised her right hand and said, "Look, my hand."
Mag glanced at Connie's right hand. Although the pink and round fingers were a bit short, they looked quite cute. She nodded and said, "The fingers are a bit short, but it doesn't matter. It won't affect eating."
"No, it's this." Connie suddenly clenched her fist, and three sharp white claws shot out from between the finger bones like short blades, about twenty centimeters in length.
"Wolverine?" An idea suddenly popped up in Mag's mind.
Compared to Wolverine's black blade, Connie's white claws look much softer, more like a cat's claws, but they are still sharp in the inward direction.
"Isn't it super cool?" Connie waved her claws and said proudly.
"It's quite cool." Mag nodded. It seemed that this was a new talent that Connie had just developed.
However, she was mysterious, locked the door, and banged the wall like a cicada, just to show off her little claws?
"Actually, what I want to say is that I'm leaving." Connie retracted her claws, her expression darkened, and her voice suddenly became much lower.
"Go?" Mag was stunned for a moment, looking at Connie with her eyes lowered, "Where are you going?"
"Actually, I haven't told you the truth all this time. I come from the Fa'ke tribe of the orc tribe, and I am the daughter of the chief of the Fa'ke tribe. Because my uncle Gaili launched a coup and killed my father and my mother. They captured my brother and occupied the Falk tribe. I was the only one who escaped." Connie looked at Mag a little apologetically and said, "I heard that Gai Li will kill my brother in eight days, and Make yourself the new chief, and I must go back to save my brother."
Mag looked at Connie. In fact, he knew all these things. He also knew that Gally was a powerful orc with level 10 strength. He frowned slightly and said, "Can you do it?"
"I'm so powerful now that I can sneak into the 18th floor of Basti Prison in one go without getting caught." Connie nodded.
"No, I'm just worried that you will get lost at home." Mag sighed.
"That's the place where I grew up..." Connie stared, but her confidence was obviously lacking. "Although I occasionally get lost, it rarely happens."
"If you want to go back to save your brother, should you go back alone or with your master?" Mag asked again.
"Of course I am alone. Master said that this matter can only be done by myself. As a foreigner, he is not suitable to participate in it." Connie said matter-of-factly, but there was a little helplessness in her expression. The shoulders also sagged a little unconsciously.
Mag looked at Connie, put his hand gently on her shoulder, and said with a smile: "I think we should discuss this matter with everyone. You are a member of our restaurant, and I believe everyone will be willing to help. you."
"But..." Connie looked up.
"But today is a holiday, so let's wait until everyone is here tomorrow to discuss it together. Your opponent is not a bad person, but a group of bad people. If you choose to fight alone, we may not even be able to help you with your body. Take it back." Mag interrupted Connie and shook his head slightly.
"Boss..." Connie looked at Mag with a warm smile on her face and said touchedly: "You are such a good person."
"Ding! Good guy card +1!"
The system's voice sounded in Mag's mind.
Mag pulled the corner of his mouth, feeling a bit toothache.
"Then let's settle it like this. I'll cook for lunch, and you can go to the ice cream shop and ask them to come over for dinner." Mag walked towards the kitchen. He had also been thinking about what to do about Connie and the Faak tribe recently. , I have thought about various solutions, but I have not yet decided which one to use.
However, Connie wanted to return to the Falk tribe and save her brother, which gave him some new revelations.
"Okay." Connie responded and walked towards the door.
"Turn left when you go out. You can go over the wall on the right and enter the prison. Don't turn right out of habit." Mag reminded him with his head.
Connie, who was about to turn right as soon as she went out, stopped quickly, touched her ears, and turned to the left in embarrassment.
Not long after, Amy and Mia arrived at the restaurant.
Amy threw the ugly duckling onto a chair aside, walked around in the restaurant, looked at Mag with some curiosity and asked, "Father, where is sister Irina?"
"She's probably gone out. We can just eat by ourselves at noon." Mag said with a smile. From the Wind Forest to the south to the City of Chaos, even if you ride a unicorn, it will take at least two days. Irina wants to protect the night elves going south, and she will definitely not be able to come back today.
"Oh." Amy was a little disappointed, but she washed her hands obediently and sat at the table.
"Boss, the ice cream shop's menu hasn't been updated for a long time. Can we add some other items? For example, desserts." While eating, Mia looked at Mag and asked.
"This..." Mag thought. As for desserts, he really didn't have the skills to add them to the menu. However, he still had a chance to draw a high-end recipe on the big carousel with a 100% probability. He didn't know which one would be shaken out. He shook his head and said, "I don't have any particularly good dessert ideas at the moment. I'll just wait and think about it recently."
"Yeah." Yabei Mia nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
After lunch, Amy and Anna followed Mia and the others to the ice cream shop. There were many children there to play with, so Mag was the only one left in the restaurant.
"Okay, let me see what this high-end big turntable can turn." Mag closed the restaurant door, pulled out a chair and sat down, entered the big turntable interface in his mind, and looked at the information displayed above. Taking a chance, I used my mind to push the big turntable hard.
The turntable whirled, and the words on it gradually became clear: Sichuan Mapo Tofu, West Lake Vinegar Fish, Feilong Soup, Wuwei Smoked Duck, Dongpo Pork, Steamed Cured Meat, Spicy Chicken, Dong'an Chicken, Steamed Wuchang Fish...
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