Start in Another World With All Cooking Skills - v5 Chapter 98

[Plague]: “Then you go get ready, we will leave for the dark mist immediately when everything is ready, and I will stay in this room and wait for you. Huh? Do you think that I say this like a task in an RPG game? NPC?”

Dorn:…

Don’t make a fuss, sister.

Although I think the jokes made by Cthulhu Big Sister are not so funny, before setting off to the Black Mist, Dorn really wants to do something.

As a result, he temporarily left the hall room of the secret meeting with the Cthulhu Big Sister, and after simply asking the Ascetic Pope, he was taken to the south-central part of the holy city by a nun.

I came to a quaint and gloomy, religious two-story building.

“Archbishop Daya is here.”

The young nun was frightened when facing Donne.

The little nun doesn’t know the identity of the black-haired gentleman, but knows that he can be calm when he gets along with the pope, talking and laughing happily.

It must be a great man.

“Thank you.” Dorn nodded politely to the little nun.

The latter was blushing, lowered his head and continued to lead the way.

In this two-story building, the overall style is still gloomy. At the end of the corridor on the first floor, there is a small room with an iron door. Outside there are two young priests, a man and a woman, who are on duty.

The autumn afternoon sun shines in through the colorful windows at the end of the corridor, and it is colorful.

It adds some religious tranquility to the originally gloomy atmosphere.

“Sister Carritan.” The two priests greeted in a low voice.

The little nun who led the way here, although a little frightened in the face of Donne, did she actually work in the hall of worship, who belonged to the pope and the cardinal, and the ordinary members of the holy city respected her more.

“This gentleman wants to visit Archbishop Daya.” The little nun nodded towards the two priests.

The young male priest was a little embarrassed: “But the Pope has ordered that he can only deliver food to Archbishop Daya through the dining port under the iron door. The iron door cannot be opened under any circumstances.”

Carritan: “It’s the order of the Pope.”

“We know that what you said, Sister Carritan, must be the truth, but… we don’t have the keys either.” The female priest added.

At this time, Dorn, who hadn’t spoken much, finally spoke, in his usual calm tone: “It doesn’t matter if you don’t need to open the iron gate.”

As the voice fell, a burst of white mist emerged and disappeared quickly. With such a dazzling effort, Don’s figure appeared behind the iron gate.

Only three clergymen who were surprised and completely unresponsive were left in the corridor.

Behind the iron door is a separate room with complete facilities. Here, Dorn saw Daya as he wished.

When she saw Lori Baimao, she was sitting in front of the dining table in the room, with some half-eaten dishes in front of her.

The portions of these dishes are not large, but roast meat and vegetables are all available, and they are quite nutritious and balanced.

Moreover, it may be because Cardinal Meyer took the lead in reforming the food in the Holy City. The food grades in front of Daya are pretty good, at least B grade.

Compared to the previous white water boiled chicken, the white water boiled green pepper is much better.

“Gum-sir?” Baimao Lori saw Donne appear through the white mist, and she hurriedly swallowed all the food in her mouth, her expression a little surprised.

“Good afternoon, Daya.” Dorn said hello, then he thought about it before speaking again, “I’m just looking at your situation, I heard… uh…”

“It seems that Mr. has heard about what happened to me in Tazan. Sorry, it is all because of my lack of ability.”

Lori Baimao appeared ashamed.

For her, it doesn’t feel good to let the object of her admiration see her failure, embarrassment, and embarrassment.

“No, you have done well enough.” Dorn shook his head.

Daya didn’t reply, and then, like a distracted elementary school student in class, her attention began to drift away.

The gaze that was originally focused on Donne slowly fell on the unfinished dishes on the table.

“Ah, ah.” Lori Baima was in a daze for two seconds, “Sorry, sir. I’m so hungry, I can’t help it.”

Dorn:…

Before coming here, he had learned about Daya’s current situation from Big Sister Cthulhu.

Being stared directly by the eyes of the evil **** of [Famine], the consequences should have been very serious, at least it would become a fallen one on the spot.

However, Daya was previously stared at the obstacles of time and space, and the “surveillance replay” was closed in a timely manner, so that he did not die on the spot.

However, there were some changes in her.

It is similar to the changes after the Apocalypse Cult’s initial contact with [Famine] babbling in the void.

The flesh and blood of the body will show a small amount of peristalsis, accompanied by unstoppable hunger, and it is difficult to get a sense of fullness.

However, for the time being, he has not yet shown a thirst for the flesh and blood of living people, nor has the ability to spread famine.

But Lolita Baima was personally affected by [Famine] after all, and she cannot roughly equate her current state with those initially depraved believers of the Apocalypse.

Pope Mohani therefore chose to keep her in the center of the Holy City and personally monitor the follow-up situation.

In addition, according to Miss Plague, he has tried to suppress Daya’s famine, but the effect is not satisfactory.

Although she prevented her from further degenerating into a blood-drinking monster, the endless hunger was still not eliminated.

Whether or not she can get past the hurdle in front of her, she can only see herself.

Fortunately, Daya is the archbishop of the Holy See, and his physical fitness is much better than ordinary people. In addition, there was an unwritten habit of abstinence within the Holy See.

Maybe after spending enough time, she can carry the influence of [Famine] on her body.

Looking a little apologetic, Daya sat back on the table again and gobbled up the half-eaten food.

As he ate, he mumbled to Donne: “Sorry, sir. I can’t help myself. I’m so hungry, really hungry.”

Dorn didn’t say anything, and stood quietly on the side, watching Daya eat.

Daya does not eat a lot of these foods.

In order to enable her to survive this agonizing curse of hunger, the Holy See adheres to the principle of eating less and more meals in her feeding.

In this way, the daily intake of Daya is moderately controlled.

After eating the food for one meal, she can only rely on Ganoderma lucidum’s own willpower to support the next round of feeding.

No way, UU reading www.uukanshu. Even if Daya’s body can consume more energy than ordinary people, if she is driven by the instinct of hunger and let go of eating, it is estimated that she will still die in a few days.

After a while, all the food on the table was eaten, and Lori Baimao licked her fingers that were slightly stained with oil.

I can’t feel full at all and want more.

Daya glanced at Dorne who was silent again.

Maybe it was because she felt that the object of worship was on the scene, and she wanted to maintain her decentness, so she got up from the table, gathered up the plates, and handed them out from the dining opening under the iron door.

After finishing this little thing, he simply sat down in the corner of the room and started meditating.

Meditation is a common method used by members of the Holy See who have the habit of asceticism to fight against various desires.

But it’s a pity.

After only holding on for a few minutes, Daya’s state began to turn bad.