The visitor was over 1.9 meters tall, and he was a particularly prominent figure among Zhao Fuyu's diners.
After all, even if Ace's body in the pirate world is different from that of ordinary people, he is not so tall.
He has white hair and a black eye patch. The most interesting thing is that with Zhao Fuyu's eyesight, he can keenly detect that the visitor's eyelashes are also white.
And he has a pair of pale blue eyes with white mist.
Such obvious features made Zhao Fuyu startled for a moment before he thought about what kind of person this was.
It is the magic that returns to the world. It should be said that it is the ceiling of the world. There is absolutely no stronger magician than him. The most powerful magician in modern times, the super magician, Gojo Satoru!
"If you think about it carefully, all the information here is in there."
"If you want to leave, you can do it at any time..."
Zhao Fuyu was not in a hurry to receive this extremely popular character in the animation field.
Because there is a curse in his heart that is difficult for outsiders to detect, but cannot be hidden from Zhao Fuyu.
That was the basis for Gojo Satoru to become a super-level magician, even the strongest magician in modern times.
Even Zhao Fuyu couldn't predict whether such a diner would be aggressive to other people.
There is no need to worry about safety, but if there are attacks on other diners, it is not a good thing for a multi-world restaurant.
At least in Zhao Fuyu's view, this is a taboo that is not allowed!
“Multiple world restaurant...”
"So this is where you eat?"
Gojo Satoru did not follow Zhao Fuyu's words and carefully check the things in his memory. Instead, he looked at everything around him curiously, and then smelled an inexplicable aroma.
Then he saw many prepared dipping dishes placed in the refrigerated table by Zhao Fuyu and covered with glass covers.
"This is..."
“Sichuan food?”
After smelling the smell, Gojo Satoru was very curious. He couldn't understand that such power and such a place were actually prepared for cooking. It was simply too weird.
In fact, until now, he was still doubting whether there was any special realm created by special magic spirits.
But when he felt the surge of spell power in his body, he was sure that this place was definitely not a so-called realm, especially the pressure that the multi-world restaurant brought to him, as huge as a mountain.
That is something that no magic spirit or magician has ever done.
Even the nature of heaven and earth cannot reach the point of making a soul like his tremble.
It was precisely because of this that he was even more curious as to what was so special about the food here.
"Is there anything you want to eat?"
“These are ready-to-go appetizers to satisfy that empty mouth.”
Indicating that he could make his own choice, Zhao Fuyu also introduced how to eat dipping vegetables and their origins.
It was at this moment that Gojo Satoru suddenly realized that he and Zhao Fuyu did not speak the same language at all, but the communication between the two was so natural.
There are absolutely no information errors or errors.
This ability to subtly change people's thoughts is countless times more terrifying than his 'field: Infinite Space'!
'What a... strange place. '
Here Gojo Satoru can sense the power of the curse and can continue to refine the power, but he does not find any trace of the existence of the curse.
It's as if the power of the curse has never existed here. It's just that it can adapt to any flow of power, which allows his curse to continue to run.
The extremely special situation made him feel a little dazed.
"Although I can make all the dishes on the tablet."
"But if there's anything you want to eat in particular, as long as I can cook it, I can cook it for you."
“Or you can come up with a theme and I’ll cook you a dish based on it.”
Ignoring the daze on Gojo Satoru's face, Zhao Fuyu finished talking about what he should introduce, and then placed all the bowls, chopsticks, and even appetizers, stewed vegetables, cold dishes, etc. in front of Gojo Satoru. on a table.
Then he returned to the cooking table and began to wait for the arrival of the next diner.
Or maybe Gojo Satoru's cooking selection has ended, and Zhao Fuyu will only make another move when he needs to cook!
...
The taste tends to be more Japanese, and because he often needs to use his brain, Gojo Satoru, who craves sweets and likes sweets, was not particularly interested in the dishes on the table.
Instead, he focused his attention on this special place.
He had a feeling that if he could understand a little bit of the mystery here, maybe he could truly achieve invincibility in his own world.
At that time, neither the magician nor the magic spirit can stop what he wants to do.
But this mystery is so difficult to understand.
Even though he has the most powerful conjurer bloodline and the highest qualifications in thousands of years.
I can only see a hint of the mysterious existence. Do you want to understand it? It's simply impossible.
On the contrary, the more you think, the greater the consumption of your brain.
If he were a cursed spirit, he would naturally be able to use the cursed power to recover and consume it, but he is not.
Now he is still a human being, a human being with a body and subject to life and death.
So he quickly felt the onset of hunger.
At this time, the stewed vegetables, cold dishes and dipping dishes placed on the table not far from him became his biggest life-saving straw.
There was no time to waste any unnecessary salutes.
Sitting on the chair, Gojo Satoru felt a surge of appetite.
Even these things looked quite strange to him.
But it also had a strong impact on him in terms of fragrance.
Especially the luster and flavor emanating from the cold dishes and braised vegetables make people feel intoxicated and scared.
In order to make myself more accustomed to the taste of the appetizers here.
Gojo Satoru chose the dipping dish that seemed to be more acceptable as his first dish.
Picking up a piece of thinly sliced meat that should be elbow or pork belly, it has a crystal-clear shape and a translucent thinness.
Directly let him dip half of the slice into the water with the seasoning. This is also the way to eat it that Zhao Fuyu explained clearly when he introduced it before.
At this moment, the red oil in the dipping water, replicating the taste of soy sauce and minced garlic, floated up.
It gave Gojo Satoru a strong attack on his appetite!
He never thought that he would have such a desire for such a dish.
He couldn't wait to put a chopstick into his mouth, followed by the meat slices that seemed to melt at any time, and the slightly elastic and smooth texture, making him unable to express the taste in his mouth with words.
The compound spices and spicy aroma of red oil burst out along with the soy sauce aroma that replicates the soy sauce, the sweet aroma of brown sugar, and the fragrance of vegetables.
The perfect fusion with the aroma of minced garlic creates a taste that is difficult for Gojo Satoru to understand.
It was like a happy pig hugged him and swam in a sea of red sauce.
That is to say, in the final aftertaste at the end, the meaty aroma of the meat overlapped perfectly, giving him the illusion of dancing with pigs.
And it was at this moment that he felt that the spell power in his body seemed to be diluted by some unknown force.
No...it's not dilution, but purification, turning it into a more special power, small and inconspicuous, but at the same time clearly distinguishable from the huge curse power in his body.
And has unimaginable vitality!
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