Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Fifteen days later.

Today Howard got up earlier than ever before. For the first time ever, he folded the quilt and opened the closet.

This cabinet originally belonged to Lyanna, but was later messed up by Howard. Arabelle then took away all of Lyanna's clothes and left the cabinet for Howard to use.

Howard put on the work clothes he wore when he went to the airport last time, and put on an ordinary piece of clothes on the outside. He looked at himself in the mirror of the wardrobe. Only if you look carefully can you find that his body is a little bloated than before, but there is nothing abnormal other than that.

Then his eyes rested on the backpack at the bottom of the cabinet.

Howard squatted down and opened his backpack, which was full of banknotes.

This is his dividend from working for several months.

Faced with the bag of banknotes, Howard took only a few stacks of them and put them in his pocket, put the rest of the banknotes away, then took a sticker, wrote "To Arabelle" on it and stuck it on the backpack.

After doing this, Howard opened the door quietly.

It was still early, and Arabelle wouldn't be up for a while.

Howard went downstairs and started preparing breakfast.

Howard prepared milk oatmeal for breakfast. He had originally tried to melt cheese to replace milk, but the fermented and sour smell left a bad impression on him. But now there was no shortage of fresh milk in the refrigerator.

Howard cut open the carton of milk and poured it into the pot. When the milk boiled, he poured in the soaked oats and started cooking. Then Howard began to prepare other food. He originally planned to make pancakes for Arabelle, but when he saw that all the ingredients and tools were missing, he had to give up and make the sandwiches that Arabelle often made.

Howard was halfway through making his sandwich when Arabelle's voice came from behind him: "That's a salad."

Howard hesitated for a moment and put down the salad in his hand, which he mistook for mayonnaise, then took out a jar from the refrigerator and prepared to spread the contents on the bread.

"That's peanut butter," Arabelle added.

Howard put down his peanut butter again, but Arabelle spoke again: "Peanut butter can be spread on bread."

Howard: "..."

Under Arabelle's guidance, Howard finally managed to make a sandwich that looked terrible. He divided the sandwich into two, one for himself and one for Arabelle, and then poured two bowls of oatmeal.

"Why did you suddenly think of making breakfast?" Arabelle asked him during the meal.

Howard thought for a moment and then replied, "Looking back on these days, I realized that although I work as a chef, I eat your food far more often than you eat mine... There was even one time when the food I made was so good that neither of us could finish it and had to be thrown away... I felt quite embarrassed."

Arabelle just smiled and said nothing. Then she took a bite of Howard's pancake and swallowed it calmly before saying, "I think you mistook the hot sauce for ketchup."

"Sorry..." Howard shrank his neck and said, "I was wondering why there were seeds in ketchup..."

"It's strange, you only seem to make weird pancakes. You always have problems with other foods," Arabelle said, taking another bite of her sandwich. "You need more practice."

Howard nodded repeatedly, then picked up his pancake and was about to take a bite, but was stopped by Arabelle.

"I remember you couldn't handle spicy food," Arabelle said.

Howard: "..."

In the end, Arabelle finished two servings of spicy sandwiches, while Howard finished two servings of oatmeal. Arabelle also fried an egg for Howard because she was worried that he wouldn't get enough nutrition from just porridge.

After a simple breakfast, Arabelle drove Howard to and from get off work as usual. Before getting in the car, Arabelle suddenly asked him, "Can you drive?"

Howard shook his head: "No."

"A man can't always sit behind a woman. I'll teach you how to drive in a few days," said Arabelle.

Howard nodded, "Okay."

Soon Arabelle took Howard to his workplace. After getting out of the car, Arabelle suddenly asked him, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Howard thought for a moment and then replied, "Grilled steak."

When he arrived at the workplace, Howard greeted the shop assistants as usual and started his day's work.

He is responsible for making 220 pancakes a day. There are eight leaders in Yodon, excluding Adeline who is now missing and unknown whether she is dead or alive. Howard needs to make 20 pancakes for each of them and 10 more as backup.

In the past, he could finish making more than 200 pancakes in two or three hours, but today he deliberately slowed down the progress and did not make the required number of pancakes until the afternoon.

Howard put the prepared pancakes into seven sealed containers, then said hello to Anderson, who was so bored that he was playing poker by himself, and walked out of the pub.

After walking for a while, a car stopped next to Howard and Howard got in.

This car was also a temporarily unused vehicle requisitioned by Om Messiah. An hour later, Howard arrived at the space elevator of the Midnest.

He took off his outer clothes, put two bills into the car as fare, and got out.

The last time Howard came here by truck, he took a dedicated passage, but this time Howard came as an individual, so he needed to pass through three checkpoints.

But this did not pose a problem for Howard, or rather, it did not pose a problem for Om Messiah. Howard swiped a card and the verification was passed.

The previous ID card was recycled, but Ohm Messiah had already analyzed the technology inside. Now the card in his hand was just a toy with no function. However, when he pretended to swipe the card, Ohm Messiah would send a virtual message to the detection device, making the detection system think that a registered ID card had swiped through the access control, thus allowing Howard to pass.

In this way, Howard passed through two gates and came to the third gate.

However, he was not in a hurry to scan the third gate at this time, because according to Ohm Messiah's calculations, it would take about ten minutes for an elevator to the airport to stop here. There was no point for Howard to be anxious now.

In his final free time, Howard thought about everything he had experienced since arriving on this planet, from the first time he arrived here on the angel ship, to living in the Garden District, to being driven to the Middle Nest, and all the way to riding the Ferris wheel with Arabelle.

He doesn't like it here, but he certainly doesn't hate it either.

If he had not been targeted by Chaos, it would have been nice for him to be a magical chef here. After all, he knew that he was a soulless being and would not be tortured after death.

But he has already registered with Chaos. Adeline was right. If he stayed, it would probably bring bad luck to the people around him. Howard still had a vague feeling that the previous chef of the Anchor Bar might have died because of him, in order to make room for himself.

It would have been fine if Howard hadn't thought about this, but once he started to think about it, the idea became unshakable.

He didn't know if anyone else had died because of him without him realizing it.

He needed to find someone who could help him solve his problems, and based on the miraculous effects of his pancakes, he might be able to help him solve some of his problems.

As Howard was thinking, he suddenly realized that a long time seemed to have passed, but the elevator that Om Messiah had calculated had not yet arrived. So he found a corner, took out Om Messiah and asked, "What's going on?!"

Ohm Messiah typed his answer on the screen: "Master, eleven minutes ago, the elevator's hydraulic system was punctured by a broken piece of metal. Repairs are underway and are expected to take an hour. Master, please be patient."

Howard: "..."

Howard had no choice but to find a place to sit down and wait, but not long after he sat down, he suddenly felt the temperature around him rise, and Xia sat next to him.