Komatsu's Love Defense

Zebula stared at Alu, his eyes gradually becoming colder. The corners of his mouth slowly cracked, revealing a row of sharp teeth: "Haha, you are really looking forward to my feast!"

Alu turned around calmly and looked at me softly: "Let's go, Xiaosong, it's almost time for us to prepare a feast to welcome Zebra."

I glanced at Zebula in the cell; his twisted, hideous face looked even more terrifying in the dim light.

I tried hard to suppress my inner nervousness and took a deep breath. I nodded and responded, "Okay!"

Director Lab led me and Alu into the living room, which was a spacious and gorgeous space. In the center was a huge dining table that could accommodate dozens of people for dinner.

I took a deep breath and walked quickly into the kitchen. What caught my eye were the beasts that A-Lu had captured before, and the kitchen was filled with all kinds of ingredients.

I smiled brightly, my heart filled with joy: "Mr. Alu said that Mr. Zebra likes to eat meat, so I need to consider nutritional balance when making dishes."

I quickly put on my apron and got to work, picking up my Melk knife and deftly dicing the vegetables and cutting the meat into even-sized chunks.

I started to stir-fry with a spatula in hand. The dishes in the pot gave off an alluring aroma under the scorching flames. On the grill next to me, a whole pig was slowly turning, and the golden fat dripped onto the charcoal fire, making a sizzling sound. The pot of soup also began to boil, and the rich soup base blended with the essence of the ingredients, giving off a mouth-watering aroma.

I stir-fry the dishes skillfully, controlling the heat and time to ensure that every dish has the best texture and taste.

In my mind, the system's voice sounded with a hint of mischievous ridicule: "Hey, host! You are going to use the cooking skills of the 21st century to serve Mr. Zebra a delicious meal! It seems that you really... care about his feelings!"

I gently stirred the soup in the pot with a happy smile on my face. "Mr. Zebra, you can't eat rare delicacies in prison, so you have to try your best to please him."

I picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of soup from the pot. The golden soup swayed gently in the spoon, exuding an attractive luster. I carefully put it into a delicate little dish, put it close to my nose and took a deep breath. The rich aroma made me swallow my saliva.

I closed my eyes and savored the soup carefully: "Hmm... the taste should be stronger. I want him to enjoy it!"

I stood in front of the stove, carefully cooking one dish after another. They gradually took shape in my hands, emitting an alluring aroma. Sweat slid down my forehead, soaking my hair. But I had no time to care about it, and I was fully focused on the cooking in front of me.

I keep my eyes fixed on the dishes in the pan, making sure they are flipped at the best time to present the most perfect texture and taste.

In the cell of the Beehive Prison, Zebra sat quietly. He lowered his eyes, but his ears moved slightly, and my voice was clearly heard by him.

Zebra opened his mouth wide, revealing his sharp teeth, and saliva oozed out of the corners of his mouth uncontrollably. He raised his rough hands and wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth, with a terrifying and weird smile on his face: "It's time to go say hello to those guys!"

Beehive Prison - Menu Area

Zebra appeared in the menu area of ​​the Hive Prison, and the atmosphere in the entire area instantly became tense. His muscular body was covered with bloodstains, and he had obviously just returned from a fierce battle.

Zebra's eyes swept across the criminals and finally stopped on a trembling figure. It was the scammer I met in the hotel before.

Zebra strode over, grabbed the scammer by the collar and lifted him up. The scammer's face showed a look of horror, and his whole body was shaking.

Zebra stared at the scammer, his eyes flashing with a cold light: "I said, you... are you the scammer?"

The fraudster was so frightened by Zebula's gaze that he trembled all over. He replied tremblingly: "Ze...Zebula...what are you doing here...I don't think I scolded you?"

Zebra looked at the swindler coldly, with a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth: "That's true... But you once went to defraud the cook who cooked for me. How can I not settle this account with you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zebra suddenly exerted his strength, and a deafening roar came out of his mouth. The scammer's screams echoed in the menu area, but were soon drowned out by the terrified shouts of the surrounding prisoners.

The other prisoners were horrified when they saw this scene. They all stepped aside, fearing that they would accidentally touch Zebra's reverse scale.

Zebra didn't care about the looks and reactions of the other prisoners. He turned and left the menu area. He was going to enjoy that rare feast next.