Start in Another World With All Cooking Skills - v5 Chapter 110

The ceremony of becoming a **** was successfully completed. Although Donne himself hadn’t had much real feelings, there was no need to rely on the pure white space of the original god.

It took a week or so to explore the black mist and hunt the black snake back and forth. If you don’t return to Eaton, the family will be anxious.

Before leaving, Dorn had heard some exciting news from the other two gods in his camp.

It’s about the land of miracles.

It is said that the original God has always been seeking a way out for the miraculous land, and has also found a corresponding way—

He intends to let the land of miracles break away from the [Matrix], escape into the public network, and exist independently.

In this way, as long as the Internet technology of human civilization continues to exist, the land of miracles can always be hidden in the vast ocean of data, and it is difficult to be discovered and disturbed by the outside world.

Moreover, the original idea is not a fantasy, it has been implemented, and it is currently in the final stage.

However, after all, it is tens of thousands of years of planning and layout, and it is not yet known how long it will take to complete the collection.

Anyway, the girl creator just said “coming soon”.

After hearing the news, Donne felt very happy. Regardless of whether this is painting a pie for myself in the first place, it is enough to be happy to see the hope of permanent existence in this world anyway.

Coupled with the joy of just becoming a god, that is two happiness superimposed on each other, double happiness.

In addition, before Dorne left the pure white realm, Big Sister Cthulhu gave an extra sentence:

“After you go out, remember to suppress the divinity in you. If a mortal confronts your current **** level, at least you will be blinded.”

Facing ordinary people, the ranks of gods have unspeakable oppression.

Dorn had personally experienced this before.

Therefore, [Plague]’s explanation is very intimate and necessary.

How to suppress the divinity, two big gods appeared on the scene to teach.

So it didn’t take long for Donne to master the techniques.

Another thing that needs to be mentioned is the current gaze from the Cthulhu Apocalypse.

After Dorne had mastered the truth of the world before, he was directly sensed by [Famine]. Fortunately, Yuan Chu and [Plague] took action in time to cut off this perception of danger.

Now that Don has become a god, he doesn’t need his own boss to help.

Can be formally independent.

After all the trivial matters after becoming a **** were dealt with, Donne left the pure white realm.

But instead of going back to Eaton immediately, he first contacted the Pope, the ascetic monk in the hall, and asked to visit Bishop Daya again.

The depravity and black mist authority obtained from the black snake are theoretically the same root as [Famine], and may be able to completely solve Daya’s curse of the evil god.

Is Baimao Lori an acquaintance, or a comrade-in-arms who played Red Fish dungeon together.

In addition to her white hair and red pupils, to the aesthetics of the people of the celestial dynasty, it is an SSR card with special attack effects.

Dorn didn’t really hope that she would die in pain under the torture of the evil god, so he could help her.

…

The central and southern part of the holy city.

Donne once again came to the quaint and gloomy two-story building with a strong religious color.

It was the road led by the little nun named Karitan.

Outside the room with the iron door that Daya was in, there were still the familiar male and female priest guards.

It can be clearly felt that the atmosphere here is not too good.

“Sister Carritan. And, Mr. Donne.”

After seeing the visitor, the two priests both greeted respectfully.

I don’t know where they found Dorn’s name.

But looking at the way they greeted them with only promises, it is estimated that they have already understood Dorn’s detached status within the Holy See.

“Is Archbishop Daya okay? Mr. Donne wants to see her.” The little nun preached like this, her tone a little heavy.

The two priests looked at each other, glanced at the iron gate, and then both looked a little weird: “The archbishop’s situation is not good, it is worse than yesterday…”

The voice just fell.

哐!

There was a huge noise in the room behind them.

Something seemed to hit the iron door violently.

哐!哐!

The sound of the impact continued, mixed with the sound of friction similar to the sliding metal of a fingernail.

“Hungry… I’m so hungry… Eat… Give me! Eat you! Eat you!” Daya’s voice came from inside, hoarse and hysterical.

The two priests lowered their heads in fear, as if they were afraid to face Dorn:

“Sorry, sir. We have done everything we can do as the Pope ordered, but we can’t help Archbishop Daya.”

No one answered.

The two priests raised their heads indifferently, and only Sister Kalitan, who looked frustrated, was left in front of them.

And that mysterious, powerful, and extremely high-status gentleman, probably turned into a white mist once again, and entered the room behind the iron gate.

…

White mist emerged and disappeared quickly.

Don easily entered the iron gate.

In the room, there is an unpleasant smell.

Not a substantial smell.

It is a kind of depraved, mentally rotten taste.

After Dorne became a **** and acquired the power of depravity, he seemed to be very sensitive and familiar with this smell.

The room was very messy. It was completely different from the last time I visited. All the furnishings and furnishings were knocked over, and there were small food residues that began to deteriorate.

Bishop Daya, at the moment, is beside the iron gate.

She kept scratching the heavy iron door with her fingers and slammed her head against the door.

One click, two clicks.

哐!哐!

Under Daya’s original fair skin, the flesh and blood was squirming violently, which was very similar to the old cultist silver lizard that Dorn encountered and killed first.

“Hungry… so hungry…”

In a frantic state, Daya seemed to realize that someone had entered the room, and turned around a little jerkily.

Her pair of eyes were originally red, with arrogant and beautiful eyes. At this time, only confusion and madness remained:

“I’m so hungry, eat, eat you! Give me blood, give me meat, give me! Give me!”

The next second, she ran towards Donne.

Those tables and chairs that were originally scattered on the ground were trampled on, knocked open and crushed by her.

And Don, just stood still on the spot with a bit of pity on his expression, his eyes were directed towards Daya.

In just over a week, was that cute-looking, but arrogant white-haired bishop tortured by the curse of [Famine]?

Sadly, the people of the Holy See could not help her.

[Plague] who has the authority to heal cannot save her, and even the gods she believes in can’t save her. They can only let her rot and wait for death in this blind room.

“Eat you! Eat you!”

Daya had already rushed in front of Dorn, stretched out her hand and pulled **** Dorn’s collar.

She opened her mouth, showing her neat teeth, bringing out a few bright saliva.

However, he did not bite down towards Donne.

Daya’s original crazy movements stopped at this moment. Her body began to tremble, and the peristalsis under her skin became more intense.

But those red eyes recovered a bit of clarity.

“Sir…” the white-haired bishop said quietly.

She let go of her hand.

“Sorry, sir, I’m so hungry, sorry sir, I don’t want to be like this, I worked hard, I really worked hard… sorry.”

Daya’s voice was deep and painful.

She began to apologize and sobbed like a child.

At last Daya squatted trembling, lowered her head, and curled herself up.

“Don’t look at me, sir. Don’t look at me… the way I am…” she said, suddenly with a little bit of determination and plea in her tone, “sir, good work… kill me.”

“Daya.” Dorn said in a deep voice, slowly squatting down, and reaching out to pat Daya’s head, “I will save you.”

I will save you.

This sentence is not casual, Donne is certain.

In his perspective, under Dayan’s squirming flesh and blood, there are black silk threads with a depraved aura twitching.

Boldly analyze the wave, those things may be the source of the [famine] curse.

If these black threads can be pulled out, Baimao Lori might still be saved.

Dorn began to use his new authority and summoned a small cloud of black mist. This mist is exactly the same as the one summoned by [Famine].

The black mist went straight into Daya’s body, and began to swallow the black threads like a silkworm swallowing mulberry leaves.

This is effective.

Every time Hei Mist “swallows”, it reduces the black line in Daya’s body a little.

“Hmm-hmm-” Lori Baimao groaned, and the signs of blood squirming on her body were obviously weakened.

When all the black lines in her body were “eaten”, the black mist that expanded for a round, under the operation of Donne, got out of her body again.

Daya’s flesh and blood squirming completely stopped and returned to the appearance of a white-haired loli.

She didn’t wake up immediately, her face was blushing abnormally, as if she had a high fever, and she was still whimpering in her mouth.

“Okay, that’s probably no problem. Daya seems to be in a coma. After she wakes up, take a good rest, and she should be able to return to normal.”

Dorn looked up and down Lori White again, and he was relieved.

The “treatment” was very successful, and it was easy to catch.

Sure enough, the power stolen from [Famine] can correspond to the elimination of his curse.

“Get a good night’s sleep.”

Dorn said this, and at the same time imposed a [entering dream] on Daya, making her sleep a little deeper.

After that, he walked on the white mist and left the room.

In the corridor outside, as soon as Dorne appeared, Sister Carritan and the two priests gathered around.

“Sir, is Archbishop Daya, isn’t she…”

Their expressions are unbelievable, but they also contain a little hope in them.

After Mr. Donne entered the room, Archbishop Daya’s hysterical roar slowly disappeared, replaced by a soft… moan?

“Daya is fine. But to be safe, you should report to Mohani first, and then take care of her for a few more days according to the previous arrangement and observe her changes.”

Donne confessed a few words calmly, and then walked towards the outside of these gloomy buildings.

But after not taking two steps, he retreated again.

Somehow, a large clay pot came out in my hand, and inside it was steaming thick white rice porridge, and cooked seafood such as blue crabs and shells were soaked in the rice soup.

Sister Carritan, they couldn’t recognize what it was.

Seafood porridge hot pot.

This was done by Donne after eating alone, taking time to give the two deity teammates, plus the dragon lady in the story world.

There are more servings, just serve Daya.

Lori Baimao is in the same state as she recovered from her serious illness, and it was just right to drink some porridge.

“Daya should wake up after a few hours of sleep. Then heat up this porridge for her to eat.”

After a few brief explanations, Dorne left the clay pot and left briskly.

In the original Holy See, there was almost a white-haired archbishop missing, but Donne intervened in time to save her again.

This feeling of being “Mr. Key” is pretty good…

After more than five hours, the holy city of Jebus entered a quiet night.

“what-“

Daya seemed to have had a long, long dream and woke up stretched out.

She was sleepy and looked around a little dazedly.

It was still the familiar and depressing room with all kinds of messy furnishings and tiny bits of rotten food scattered on the floor.

The surrounding environment has not changed, but Daya feels that something important seems to have undergone essential changes.

“What is it?” Baimao Lori was still a little confused.

At this time, she heard someone shouting to her outside the iron gate: “Archbishop Daya, are you awake?”

The voice is a bit messy, but it can be heard that there are three people outside.

“Yeah.” Daya responded simply.

“Great! I’m going to tell the Pope!”

There are footsteps running away.

Daya could clearly distinguish that among the three people outside, one ran away while the other two stayed behind. She could even vaguely feel their emotions.

Very happy.

“Wait, my perception is restored? My body…” Baimao Lori realized afterwards.

Only then did she realize that something had changed.

It’s her.

Daya woke up in this sleep, so clear, her body was no longer muddy, and it was no longer difficult to control. It was as if all the negative things had been eliminated under the flesh and blood, so light and light.

“I just?” Baimao Lori tried to recall what had just happened.

But her memory is chaotic. UU read www.uukanshu.com thinking about it, trying very hard, but only vaguely recalled the scene where her husband squatted beside her and gently patted her head.

“I just saw my husband, or did I say in a dream?”

“Archbishop Daya, in the afternoon, Mr. Donn really came to see you.” There was another voice outside.

This voice, Daya, is a bit impressed. It seems to be a nun named Kalitan in front of Pope Mohani.

“So it’s not a dream? Sir, have you lifted the evil god’s curse on me?” Daya was a little surprised for a while.

Lori Baimao remained in a trance, and then continued to recall the afternoon’s events in fear.

She was a little worried, worried that she, who was obviously out of control in the afternoon, would do anything disrespectful to that very respectable gentleman.

Just as she was in a tranceful gap, the food delivery port under the iron door was opened, and a strange big bowl was sent in.

“Mr. Donne gave you this. I just heated it up.” Carritan said.

In the big bowl, Gugu was steaming, and a strong and pure fragrance came out of it.

Daya feels hungry.

But not the kind of horror, crazy hunger that wants to swallow everything.

It is the body that wants to taste delicious, yearns for food, and is reasonably hungry.

Baimao Lolita leaned to the edge of the iron door and lifted the lid of the big bowl, which contained hot rice porridge and a dazzling array of seafood.

She took a deep breath of the smell of food, only to feel that her belly screamed more severely.

It seems to be a happy thing to be hungry normally.

At this time, Kalitan’s voice continued to be heard from outside:

“Mr. Donn also asked me to tell you that eating should be a wonderful thing. I hope you can enjoy all the delicious food in the future.”