About the Matter That I Joined the Evil Organization

Even if there is no rhetorical question like the Clown King, No. 2 is very clear about this matter, unlike him, a guy who can't be serious most of the time.

"Call Loki here first, and the leader..."

On the top floor of the frontline base on the surface of the Fife world, there were only three people including him.

It's understandable that Nuonuo is obsessed with the new research area. Why doesn't the mascot leader continue to be a mascot here?

No. 2 wants to know the relationship between the name of the Dark organization and him from this mascot. If he gets the broken name of the new organization, No. 2 will consider locking the mascot in a toilet without doors and windows.

"The leader's words... are still in the toilet."

"..."

"Oh, it's the toilet here."

Hearing the clown king's supplement, No. 2's expression became a little subtle.

"Did I say that the leader is the kind of animal that uses its own scent to enclose its territory? When it comes to the new base, do you leave your own smell in the toilet first?"

"Don't say that, the leader is working hard."

"It should be Sister Wolf and the others who should work hard."

No. 2 stroked his forehead and looked at the general, but the invincible general shrugged.

"Don't look at me, I can't do anything."

"This stuff doesn't just need to be learned with heart, plus a famous teacher..."

Although he can't be able to eat hallucinations like the general, but No. 2 has raised his culinary level to the level where he can open a small restaurant, not to mention he has experience in cooking mythical creatures.

For example, kraken shredded noodles, but this also involves the breeding of the general. If there are no kraken cubs produced by the kraken farm, the wild kraken tastes really strong.

"There is a saying that rotten wood cannot be carved."

Of course the general knew what No. 2 was talking about. In fact, he had worked hard.In the end, I thought it was better to let the leader try hard alone...

The 'hard work' mentioned here does not mean asking the leader to teach them how to cook. Although the three of them are very talented, they obviously have nothing to do with cooking.

"I hope the food is not too difficult to eat."

There are too many undead attributes superimposed on the leader, and he is not afraid of any poison at all, the blood of the phoenix or even the elixir... These have already given him most of the poison immunity.

Food poisoning can turn his stomach bag upside down at most, and make him stay in the toilet for a few hours. If necessary, he can take off the stomach bag first, and then wash it with gastric lavage...

But that was the leader's last resort.

"Master Nuonuo's craftsmanship has improved."

Speaking of this, the general's expression became very strange.

This made No. 2 very curious. After the Clown King contacted Loki, he also showed curiosity.

"Why don't you try it? This is what Nuonuo regards as an appetizer."

As he said that, the general took out a small dinner plate from the drawer where he was, and No. 2 couldn't help being speechless, obviously both he and the Clown King hid the delicious food.

"Am I the gluttonous kind?"

"Isn't it that I don't have enough food and drinks..."

Lao Long, whose finances are all in the hands of his wife, rarely has a hint of happiness in his eyes.

It's just that his wife who is still underage and has even stopped growing restricts his many expenses. The angels created by Yahweh are like ascetics.

It's the kind of troublesome character who likes water and bread more than cakes. The general looks pained and happy. Fortunately, the phrase "my wife loves me" that the general often says is true.

The general's wife has lived a minimalist life for thousands of years, except for water and bread, she prays every day.

No. 2 thinks that Xiaokang hasn't hatched for so long, maybe it's because the nutrition is not enough.

It is because of love that compromises are made.

Of course, No. 2 is very thankful that Liu Ji is good at cooking, and even feeds his appetite.

"By the way, what the hell is this?"

"Peanuts."

"Peanuts?"

No. 2 looked at the Clown King, and saw that he also took out a plate of side dishes that were the same as the general's.

The smell from the sense of smell is indeed peanuts, but No. 2 stared intently at the small iron nuggets with distinct water chestnuts on the dinner plate.

Judging from the size of the hexahedral iron block, it really fits the name peanut.

"No. 2, this is really peanuts."

As he spoke, the general picked up a small piece of iron and threw it into his mouth, and there was a crackling sound like crushing metal.

The peanut taste in the general's mouth was indeed stronger.

No. 2 also followed his example, picked up a small piece of iron from the small plate, and threw it into his mouth.

Karakala's... teeth almost fell apart.

"Damn it!!"