Something is wrong with Miss Witch

Only beautiful food tastes good.

Toxic tastes better!

And any witch knows that in order to make a witch work honestly, it is best to provide her with sufficient food and comfortable dormitories.

There are also other special buildings to ensure that the witches' morale does not drop too much.

Witches are an extremely delicate race.

This is not just any coolie!

"I feel like I've become some Italian soldier."

Lou Yue puffed up his cheeks, showing no trace of shame.

“If you don’t eat and drink well, how can you accomplish great things?”

Lou Yue reasoned for herself that her requirements were already very low.

There is no requirement for a chef, no requirement for a large enough space, and it must be an exclusive dormitory that I like.

There is no requirement to have some furry pets to relieve one's mental stress.

There was no request for drinks or singing and dancing services from the vassal army.

I am simply a role model for witches!

I grilled the meat myself!

Prepare the banquet yourself.

Moreover, they could only sleep on a low-quality bed covered with several layers of fur!

If it weren't for the divinity of the God of the Labyrinth that was always hanging before his eyes, and his own incomparably strong and shining character.

Lou Yue felt that she had already gone on strike a long time ago.

"Damn witch hunter, you clearly know how hard I work, yet you still keep exploiting my labor. You really don't deserve to be a witch."

Lou Yue complained about the damn black-hearted witch.

The anxiety in my heart about receiving the Witch Lifetime Award suddenly calmed down.

If a good girl like me doesn’t get the award, who should win it?

I feel at ease with myself for receiving this Witch Lifetime Award.

Chapter 265: Witches are a delicate type of soldier

Just as the cute little witch was thinking about it, a fierce purple beam of light split the sky, broke through the violent storm of divine power, and threw down a large stone box.

It was like a meteorite, generating intense heat due to friction.

But the magic matrix above was quickly triggered, exploding into balls of fluffy feathers, slowing down the stone box.

"If the meat inside goes bad, I'll file a complaint against you for mistreating a witch."

Lou Yue muttered to herself, ready to tell tales at any moment.

The stone box with feathers and magic matrix gradually slowed down as it was approaching Lou Yue, and hovered steadily in front of Lou Yue.

Hmm, hmm.

Lou Yue pinched her nose and used her small hands to fan the green smoke in front of her.

He curled his fingers and slowly touched the surface of the stone box.

Although the witch is not afraid of burns, her skin is very sensitive!

Lou Yue would never tell the other witches what happened the night she slept on the rough and hard bear skin for the first time!

"Goo."

The girl covered her face to cool down the temperature.

He reached out and touched the stone box, then put his slender fingers into his mouth as if he had been electrocuted.

"The temperature is not too high, it's acceptable."

Lou Yue used touch to open the stone box and looked inside.

Inside, a space expansion technique was activated. Meats were piled in one corner, while citrus juices were piled in clear glass bottles in the middle. The vegetables also looked lush and green, extremely fresh.

There are also dragon scales packed in paper bags that emit a peppery scent.

Looking at the ice inside, Lou Yue puffed up his cheeks. "According to catering standards, different food should be preserved using different methods. Simply using ice to preserve food is a stupid idea."

"The fried dragon scales will lose their crispy texture after being passed through ice."

Lou Yue criticized those lazy hunter witches: "No wonder you can't find a girlfriend."

He grabbed a bag of dragon scales, untied it, and pinched out a palm-sized piece of green dragon scale.

He took a light bite and chewed it with a crunching sound.

"Gu, it really has softened a bit."

He sighed and used his tentacles to slowly move out the other ingredients.

Lou Yue sat on the magic wand and used its tentacles to operate various things.

As for his own hands, Lou Yue decided to use them only to get citrus juice and pinch dragon scales during this period of time.

Crunching while eating.

Although the dragon scales have become a little soft, fortunately only a small part of them is like this.

Most of the time, it’s crispy.

If not, Lou Yue would definitely ask those witches to send out a new copy right now.

A tree with a high oil content was used as fuel, and the fire was ignited with magic.

The tentacles grabbed the large piece of lamb chops and placed them over the fire, slowly roasting them while rotating continuously.

Squeeze the juice out of the berries and slowly pour it over the steak.

There are also various special local spices, which are turned into powder by the tentacles with a light squeeze and sprinkled on the steak.

It also needs to be kneaded thoroughly to make it taste good.

Lou Yue watched eagerly, waiting for the moment when it was cooked.

"It's still easier to do surgery."

Lou Yue sighed.

But she didn't want to touch the sticky, wet meat with her fingers.

Summoned many tentacles and roasted all the steaks together.

The baking oven was also built using tentacles, fixed with magic, and immediately formed.

Although Lou Yue could use magic to create large lumps of bread, the bread he created was not as fragrant as the baked bread.

If possible, it must be baked and eaten immediately.

This is the witch's pursuit.

"Crack, click, click."

Lou Yue bit the dragon scales and rubbed his thighs with his free hands.

Some debris fell into the gaps of my pantyhose, and the friction on my skin was very uncomfortable.

Although it is regarded as a snack, dragon scales are actually extremely hard.

When it becomes powder, just a pinch on the skin will make the delicate skin red, or even break the skin.

He blew on it, blowing the crumbs off his socks.

A quicker way is to grab a little bit of the pantyhose and pull it up.

The originally solid-colored pantyhose will be pulled into transparency little by little, and at this time you just need to let go.

There was a snap.

The pantyhose will hit your white and tender thighs, and the dust and powder will be shaken out.

However, Lou Yue would not use this method.

She didn't bring too many spare pantyhose, but she didn't want to be forced to change a pair of pantyhose just because of a dusting.

What's worse is that Lou Yue hates pantyhose that have been dried in the sun.

After washing clothes in the Witch World, if they are dried by the Witch World's moon, the clothes will become soft and smooth.

And after being dried by the sun, a faint fiery magic will remain.

It will also make the clothes a little stiffer.

Lou Yue has sensitive skin, so she will probably be forced to change her pantyhose again after just putting them on.

Looking at her toes wrapped in white silk, she stretched out her bamboo shoot-like toes with force.

The milky white toes of the socks are stretched to appear somewhat transparent.

The soft fabric gave Lou Yue a feeling of being restrained.

It was just a faint feeling, but Lou Yue felt that the tip of his tongue was a little sour and his legs and feet were weak.

"Well, it's better to just blow it honestly."

Lou Yue made a decision and blew away all the dragon scale powder on her pantyhose.

It took a lot of effort to accomplish this.

Lou Yue felt herself sweating. She complained angrily, "It's all because of those witch hunters. They refused to provide adequate logistics. Now I can't even change my clothes."

Bathing is also a problem.

This is the standard configuration when you want a witch to commit acts of war!

The logistics department should do its best to create a magic moon for the witch so that she can sleep peacefully under the magic moon, take a bath, or change clothes.

He complained bitterly about the witch hunter in his heart.

Although it can be solved with magic, the witch will not use magic unless the situation reaches a point that she cannot tolerate.

Because, this is enjoyment!

The little witch gnawed on the barbecue angrily.

The aroma of the berries gives the barbecue a slightly sour taste, and the poison vines have a spicy sweetness.

The little tongue felt sour and numb, and sticky gravy flowed back and forth in the throat.

His cheeks were puffed up and there was a gurgling sound coming from his mouth.

After swallowing the meat juice with difficulty, he bit the thick bones and sucked the marrow inside.

"Well, it really is going to be a feast!"

The girl felt her morale bar rising continuously.

Eat up the piles of meat and drink up the thick creamy stew.

The soft bread and cake filled the girl's stomach.

She stuck out her little pink tongue and licked the melted butter at the corner of her mouth.

Touching her belly, Lou Yue said, "Great!"

Chapter 266 Eggert's Wisdom

After eating and drinking, it’s time to work.

Stretch your hands and kick your legs.

Lou Yue once again gave herself a thumbs up for working even during her nap time.