My daily life in Teyvat as a demon

A dozen people gathered around a large square table, on which stood a huge hot pot.

This hot pot was made by Qingchen. Thomas's original intention was to divide the players into groups for the game, but that would require using several small hot pots, which would be relatively less lively.

There is no base sauce in the hot pot. After all, once everyone adds different ingredients, the taste of the base sauce may no longer be important.

There are all kinds of food in stock at Mulou Teahouse, you can choose whatever you want.

Of course, Qingchen brought his own things. How could the things in the tea room be as diverse as those in the system mall?

After everyone chose their ingredients, Qingchen used the fire element to heat the bottom of the hot pot and boil the water in it, and the hot pot game officially began.

In order to ensure the fun and unknown, everyone needs to wear a blindfold, which can only be taken off when putting in food, and put on again after putting in. This prevents people from seeing who puts in what.

Shin takes the lead, followed by Kamiko, Kamisato siblings, Thomas, Ying, Paimon, and Guizhong...

Finish off with the last ingredient added.

Close your eyes, and you can hear the sound of falling water, and occasionally there will be some strange smells...

Qingchen waited quietly, with darkness all before his eyes.

Although with his ability, he can definitely know who added what, but the game is a game, and cheating is meaningless.

After a while, "Mr. Ye, it's ok."

Barbara's voice sounded, reminding Qingchen that it was his turn.

However, there seemed to be a hint of fear in the voice?

Qingchen didn't dare to think too much, took off his blindfold and looked into the pot.

Chaos describes this state.

It is colorful, and the ingredients float on the surface in all shapes and sizes.

The smell is not bad, but it is definitely not a normal smell.

Qingchen swallowed his saliva. He knew that this would definitely not be a normal hot pot.

Of course, even if it was a normal hotpot, Qingchen would not let it remain normal, which is why he came to finish it.

Qingchen took out various ingredients that had been prepared long ago from the system space. The contents were as follows:

Mingcao, flaming flower, ice mist flower, Qingxin, Tianyun grass fruit, Yihai condensed pearl, violet melon, carrot, rice...

There are weird things and normal things too, it's definitely a hodgepodge.

When these are mixed together...

While thinking, Qingchen poured them all into the pot.

Which one is more memorable, the moment of judgment or the moment of final decision?

After briefly stirring it, I covered the pot and slightly increased the heat. The gurgling sound of the boiling water sounded like the whisper of a devil.

The smell began to spread, and those who asked the question couldn't help but frowned, even the greedy Paimon shrank his neck.

Everyone had a premonition that this would be a big battle and the ingredients would attack their stomachs.

But retreat is no longer allowed, this is a battlefield!

Estimating that the time was almost up, Qingchen showed a devilish smile, opened the lid of the hot pot, clapped his hands, and said, "Take off the blindfold and get ready to eat!"

After taking off the blindfold and looking at the hot pot, everyone gasped, and Zhen frowned, "So this is how it turned out... It was clear water at the beginning..."

"Isn't it amazing?" Qing Chen smiled slightly, "Why don't we follow the order and let Zhen take the lead, how about that?"

Zhen's eyes rolled, "I think it would be better to go in reverse order?"

"Are you afraid?"

"How is that possible! I just think it's not good for me to come first all the time..."

"Are you afraid?"

“…Is that all you know how to say?!” Shinichi gritted his teeth, “Come on!”

The momentum was enough, but my palms were still sweating.

Should I say that the workmanship of this doll is really good... She can even feel her heart pounding.

He slowly reached out his hand and really put the spoon into the chaos.

When I scooped it up, a sticky, dough-like thing stood on it.

"What's this?"

Linghua was stunned. Although the dough was obviously broken into pieces due to being cooked, she was very sure that it was she who put it there... "Strawberry cake."

She said with a blushing face.

"Cake? Why is there a cake?"

Her eyes widened, she couldn't understand this line of thought.

"Ahem, maybe it will taste good, eat it quickly."

Qingchen said while holding back his laughter.

"Why don't you just give it to me..."

Linghua couldn't help but say that the appearance of the cake was beyond her expectations and it didn't look delicious at all.

Zhen shook his head firmly, closed his eyes, and took a bite.

The moment she entered, she wanted to ask Qingchen if the taste and pain systems of this puppet's body could be temporarily shut down.

Sour, spicy, numb, painful, bitter, and with a strange taste due to being mixed with water, I never thought that I could be resurrected, let alone eat something like this after being resurrected.

Second only to what my sister made.

She could even feel a current of cold and heat rushing into her brain, a mixture of ice and fire.

Zhen's face turned expressionless and he swallowed the bite of cake with difficulty.

Of course, she would rather call it The Time of Judgment (fake).

"Next, Son of God, you come."

"... "

The Son of God sensed a hint of fear from the atmosphere around Zhen, which was obviously extremely rare for a demon god.

She laughed dryly twice, trying hard to maintain her elegance and sophistication, but her hand holding the chopsticks was shaking a little.

Even the noble, beautiful and wise Lady Yae Gongsi would be afraid. Without waiting for Qingchen to urge her, Zhen took the lead in pulling the Son of God's hand into the pot and helped her pick up a piece of food.

"Udon!"

The Son of God's eyes lit up, this was added by her!

Zhenye froze, "You actually added something that looks edible."

"Hehe, that's just a part of it. I put in every kind. Now it seems that I'm lucky~"

She smirked and took a bite of the udon, sucking it into her mouth.

The smile quickly disappeared, and Shen Zi wordlessly allowed the next person to continue.

You have to know that no matter what you add to a basin of poisonous water without an antidote, that thing will be poisonous.

When the hot pot broth itself is unbearable, nothing else in it will taste good. It’s just a matter of degree.

It is destined to be a battle in which no one will be spared.

Afterwards, no one could eat the food in the hot pot with a smile, and Thomas, the proposer of the game, even ate the stamens of the flaming flower directly.

Although Wendy ate his favorite apple, after eating it, he thought that he would never be able to look at this kind of fruit directly again.

At the end, Qingchen ate Qingxin which was full of hotpot soup. The bitterness and sourness in his mouth made him regret it very much.

If I had known this earlier, I would have had a normal hotpot.

Until the end, we couldn't finish the hot pot.

Sure enough, just because you can’t eat anymore doesn’t mean you are full.