"Okay, my cooking is done."

Dorothy loosened her hand on the hilt and said so.

In front of her, the half-split brain had been completely transformed into wrecks by the sword light falling from the sky, but there was a pitch-black data stream floating on it.

This data that should have been invisible and intangible was now magically revealed and turned into a matter that can be observed by the naked eye or even touched.

Concept, this is something that can be cut off.

As long as the sword technique reaches a sufficiently profound state, it is not empty talk to cut everything. The sword slashes the body of the body and the heart slashes the soul. Even if the Skynet virus is illusory, it can still be accurately cut under the sword technique of dreaming and one-centeredness.

Then there is high-end ingredients that often require the simplest cooking.

The home witch did not have another fried and fried food process for this anti-fruit and life virus. After all, there is no way to stir-fry it. She just used a knife to cut off the nodes of the complete virus code and then put it back on the plate, making it a brand new data code.

Hacker Flow Chef, Participate.

So everyone saw that the virus code that was originally pitch black like a demon snake and danced wildly suddenly became quiet, and then the black ball turned into a pure white flower.

Dorothy stretched out her finger and pinched the white rose branch, and then gently handed it to the Shadow Blade.

This code flower is her cooking.

No problem, as a ship girl who is smart and becomes a warship, she should have a big meal of code. It is true that some of the processes are complicated.

Well, a good chef should make the most suitable dishes for different diners.

As for this white rose, the Night Elf Ship Girl was slightly stunned and then a little shy.

The Admiral has become romantic when he grows up, and he actually knows that he has given flowers.

Shadow Blade thought so.

But she really couldn't bear to eat this flower. This was the first time the Admiral gave her, and the code flower didn't have to worry about the shelf life.

So, the petite night elf finally picked a petal from the flower and put it into his mouth.

The petal melts at the entrance, and directly turns into a data stream and is absorbed by the speed of light analysis of the ship girl's intelligent system, and then the delicious food explodes.

The Shadow Blade's small body trembled directly. She felt that every code that formed her ship girl's consciousness was happy and happy. The warm sunshine shone on her lonely heart that had been waiting for tens of thousands of years in the dark.

Although she was sensible and did not cry to the Admiral and had just forgiven the Admiral, she was a human being after all. How could she be abandoned by her loved ones for so long and she really had no resentment?

It is difficult to reunite the broken mirror. Even if the Admiral just promised that she would never abandon everyone again in the future, the person who has breached his trust once cannot be completely relieved.

People's hearts are separated from their stomachs, who knows how true your promise this time is?

Shadow Blade still had some uneasiness and fear in her heart. She is still worried that tonight's reunion will be just a dream that will wake up sooner or later.

But at this moment, in front of the petals, when the "true heart" contained in the cuisine was clearly felt by her, the cracks that were originally broken in the heart of the night elf gradually healed.

Her heart was healed.

That's great, the Admiral really won't leave again.

After clarifying this, the petite but rational but mature night elf could no longer hold it back. She jumped up and rushed into the admiral who was most favorite beside her.

"Sir, this is the best dish I've ever eaten."

She said so with certainty.

So, it was obvious that the outcome of the cooking competition tonight was decided.

However, it is obvious that the other contestant's mind at this time is no longer on the competition.

"That sword light... over there... the brave... how dare you?"

Miss Neil was a little confused because of her inner confusion and excitement.

There is no way, she is too familiar with the direction of the falling sword and meteor shower just now. After all, she is staring at those directions every uninhabited night, gritting her teeth to suppress the anger caused by being deceived and betrayed in her heart, and enduring the despair of the former faith after the collapse of her past faith.

She always thought that one day she would uncover the masks of those hypocritical brave men with her own hands, so that the disgusting nature of these depraved people who looked glamorous and full of justice would be exposed in full view of the public.

In fact, she volunteered to become a rich believer and returned to Sicilina Island with a rich mission, with the purpose of her revenge one day.

However, she never expected that her revenge day would come so quickly before.

"Have you investigated me?"

The chef's beauty's mind is a little confused now, she can only look at the young lady in front of her in a daze and ask.

"I just met you today. What are you investigating? Didn't these be all you told me just now?"

Dorothy shook her head and vetoed it.

"When did I tell you...well..."

Neil was about to refute, after all, she had just met this Morning Star lady, how could she tell this guy about her past?

But halfway through, she gradually came to her senses and then looked at the bowl of red worm noodles in front of Sister Shadow.

After all, it is made noodles for Sister Shadow, so this bowl of noodles contains my gratitude and admiration for her, the white moonlight. Sister Shadow's image in her heart is too perfect. It is impossible for me to really express my feelings to her as inferior as myself, so I can only convey it through cooking. This bowl of noodles can be regarded as a love letter for cooking.

As a result, it is now fine, and a good love letter seems to have become the list of trials and sentences.

But is this too outrageous? This young lady can clearly read her past from a bowl of noodles. What kind of Phava is this?

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Although she also knows that a skilled chef can feel the chef's feelings from the cuisine, it is just a little bit of vague emotions, and the resolution is like a mosaic. As a result, what is this Morning Star doing? Is she watching a big 8k movie?

What kind of cooking is the mind reading technique?

Neil wanted to vomit with a lot of complaints, but he didn't know how to speak.

Well, at this time, her brain was really messy, with the joy of revenge, the sadness of being rejected for confession, the anger of being kidnapped by the yellow hair, and the proud cooking skills were lost in vain...

All these things finally made her come together into one sentence.

"Who are you?"

As for Miss Neil's doubts, Dorothy answered with a smile while reaching out to comfort the petite ship girl who was still holding her waist.

"Didn't Miss Neil know my identity long ago? Dorothy Morning Star, of course if you want to, I can actually add Adam to my name, and I'm the heir to the brave."

She was so cute that she was more scissors-handed.

Brave? Heir? Adam?

As soon as she heard these words, the devil chef beauty's plump body in the chef's uniform trembled directly. She unconsciously hugged her body with her hands, and the brave ptsd committed the crime.

This damn brave man is still chasing me, and I will no longer be used by you hypocritical guys.

She swears in despair and anger.

Dogs don't believe in the brave or something now.

"Miss Dorothy, you should think about how you explain to everyone next. Even the Morning Star family cannot do whatever they want in Sicilina."

Although he still doesn't trust the brave and so on, the young lady just helped her kill her enemy, so Neil still reminded her.

But Dorothy shrugged indifferently about this.

"Well, the Morning Star family really cannot do whatever they want, but I can, and why do I explain it to others? It is the depraved people who deviate from the spirit of the brave. It's just the beginning."

The homeless witch has entered the domineering president mode.

I was so laughed to death. Before, she was just an ordinary big witch and could only develop vulgarly. But the godmother just upgraded her to a peak and great perfection. If she was still timid, then I would be in vain.

Sicilina, your king is back, do you understand the value of the orthodox heir of the brave?

Although doing this may be a bit too arrogant, Dorothy still wants to say that she doesn't eat beef.

Don't tell her that you should take a slow step to change. If you have too big steps, you can easily backfire. You should be gentler.

I don't have the ability to turn the table up, so I'll be gentle with you. Now I'm all pretending to be quiet. What do you say to me? I only know that my father belongs to Adam and my godmother is Lucien, laugh.

If this is the case with the entire intelligent wasteland, the situation outside is indeed a bit chaotic. The two evil gods of the senior sister are rampant, and the fallen races in the black hole spiritual ruins are really difficult. Dorothy's current power cannot do whatever she wants.

But on this acre of three-point land in Sicilina, the home witch has had enough of the red tape.

Please, the end of the world is almost over. Well, who has time to play a struggle for power here? I have accepted the words of the godmother. Isn’t it a waste to have the right to do it?

"Miss Neil, sorry, the plan has changed. I originally wanted to pretend to be an undercover agent by your side, but I couldn't help it just now, so I stopped pretending and I'm showing off. Your food education has been requisitioned by me. Just say you are worthy of cooperation."

Seeing that the undercover mission could no longer continue, Dorothy was preparing to mutiny.

Neil: "......"

Miss Ghoul Food Demon is no longer the weak and pitiful person who was played with by the brave men. Over the years of defection, she has learned a lot of fighting skills with Sister Shadow and strengthened the Mother of Richness. Now she is still a strong man.

It’s a pity that the young lady’s sword that directly cut through the sky just now made her ward off her arrogance and impatience.

If you can't beat this kind of monster, you will definitely not beat it no matter how you think about it.

Then there is only one answer.

"I will never become a toy for any hypocritical brave man anymore. I would rather return directly to the embrace of the Mother of Blessing. Sorry, Sister Shadow, I can only repay the kindness I owe you in the next life."

The chef beauty took a last look at the petite night elf and then chose to sacrifice herself.

I saw bloody flames burning on her body, and she would sacrifice all herself to the mother of fertility.

And then...

Then, she, who should have turned into ashes, appeared in Dorothy's arms.
To be continued...