Gourmet Live Room

A huge star ship appeared in the blue sky, and the shadows enveloped the earth. The legion emblem carved on the star ship was glowing coldly under the refraction of the sun. In the eyes of everyone, the star ship slowly landed on the platform of Kaos outside the imperial capital.

The moment the star ship came into contact with the tower of Kaos, the ground trembled faintly. Zuo Lun, who led the royal guards and was waiting for Marshal He, and the other generals was shocked. Even the star ship of the Wolf Legion would not be an ordinary star ship.

The star ship opened, and Marshal He, who was wearing a black military uniform and carrying four golden stars on his shoulders, came out. When he saw the person standing under the platform of Kaos to greet him, he raised his hand and pressed the military cap to cover his eyes.

At this time, Su Yemu got up, feeling refreshed because of not dreaming, which was really a good thing.

After Su Yemu woke up, the house was quiet. He walked into the kitchen and had already made breakfast. The buns he made were delicious.

After breakfast, Su Yemu went to the farm. As soon as he arrived, there was commotion inside, followed by excited cheers.

Erha rushed out from the inside and saw Su Yemu yelling: “Master, master, someone has awakened their abilities again, it’s S-level.”

Su Yemu was very surprised, this farm might still be a treasured land full of geomantic omen.

The awakened person was a young man named Da Yu who often followed Da Zhuang. When he saw Su Yemu coming, he did the same thing as Da Zhuang. Going to move the fruit tree, he lifted a big tree with one hand, and when he passed by Su Yemu, he grinned.

Erha exclaimed: “Master, you are so powerful.”

Su Yemu: “Shouldn’t you be in the kitchen?”

Erha bristled and ran away instantly.

Su Yemu: “…”

It was a good thing that someone in the farm had awakened their spiritual power. This meant that a person’s physical function would also change immediately. Not only would he live longer, but he would also have the ability to drive a mecha. Su Yemu was envious, but it was strange, this farm belonged to his family, why didn’t he wake his spiritual power?

“Boy from the Su family, are you interested in coming to my place for a check? Perhaps, you also have the possibility of awakening your spiritual power.”

Dr. Ali in a white robe pushed his glasses and smiled kindly.

“Doctor, brother doesn’t need it. Dad said that brother has no possibility of awakening.”

Su Xiaonan grabbed Su Yemu’s arm: “Doctor, I will go back with brother first.”

Su Xiaonan bowed to Dr. Ali and pulled Su Yemu away up.

“Brother, you can’t let Dr. Ali do a physical examination, especially mental strength, you know?”

“Yes.”

Su Yemu flashed with the memory in his head, and in his memory, Father Su was quite mysterious. Since he was a child, he liked to touch the silly original owner’s head and sigh, and then say: It will be fine, father’s Yemu will be fine, but Dad won’t be able to see it.

“Brother, what are you thinking!”

“Nothing.”

Su Yemu suppressed the doubts that surged in his mind, took Xiaonan around the farm, and then contacted Mr. Chen, as he wanted to take the chef’s certificate test in advance.

When Mr. Chen heard this, he responded repeatedly. After the call was cut off, people from the Chefs Association surrounded him.

“Mr. Chen, is Su Yemu coming?” One of the young men’s eyes glowed, and his face couldn’t hide his excitement.

Old Chen nodded and said ‘hmm’.

“Hmph, he’s just a young man, Mr. Chen thinks too much of him!” An old man who was about the same age as Mr. Chen said.

“Vice President Saruman, Su Yemu is no ordinary chef, he…”

“I’m talking, do you have the right to intervene?”

Saruman’s face turned cold, and the young man immediately shut up, not daring to speak again.

Old Chen chuckled: “Saruman, why are you so strict with young people? Kindness makes money.”

“Saruman is right. The fairness and justice of the Chefs Association will not be relaxed just because of some privileges”, said one of the vice presidents.

There were a total of five vice presidents in the Chefs Association. As for why there were so many? Wasn’t it too much if one force plugs one?

There were tens of billions of people in the empire, but there were only a few thousand chefs. The small number had something to do with these people, but this time, Mr. Chen would not back down. It was time to clean up some moths, otherwise the cooking of the empire would always stay concentrated in the hands of those selfish families.

The turbulent Su Yemu who was far away on Neptune didn’t know, he was surprised by his discovery.

“Did you carve all these logs?”

“Yes, yes, but I’m not lazy, it’s lunch break, I…”

“I know, I mean…”

“I, I didn’t cut down trees, either. It was carved from the withered wood.”

The honest old man in his fifties with dark skin panicked because Su Yemu found out what he was doing.

“Don’t worry, I don’t mean anything else,” Interstellar attached great importance to the protection of trees, but as long as there was no large-scale felling, no one will care about you: “The farm still needs a food carver, I want to ask you, do you want to come?”

From Su Yemu’s point of view, wood carving was a very high art, so he didn’t know if this person would be willing or not.

“Really, I, I…” The old man rubbed his hands: “My son can also engrave, can he come?”

“Your Excellency, it’s not that I don’t want to come, but my son has been handicapped since he was a child. He has been in a wheelchair and has never been outside. I think if you are willing to provide him with this job, I can find a reason for him to come outside. I…I…”

“Of course.”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and his eyes turned red immediately: “Thank you, thank you, I…”

In fact, he still had a little concealment. Everyone was rumouring that he was a lucky person, and if you get close to him, you will have good luck. He thought, if his son can also awaken his spiritual power, then he would be able to stand up.

“Your Excellency, thank you!”

The old man bowed to Su Yemu, frightening him so much that Su Yemu quickly helped him up: “I think you are good at carving wood. If I draw a pattern, can you carve it?”

“Yes, definitely I can.”

If he couldn’t carve it, he will let his son carve it, his son’s craftsmanship was sure to do.

Su Yemu had another apprentice?

No matter what it was, Su Yemu was in a good mood, looking at the time, Su Yemu had to go home to make lunch.

When he came out with his lunch, Professor Li came out yawning, his eyes lit up when he saw Su Yemu, and Su Yemu’s back felt cold.

Last night being dragged away by Professor Li and unable to go to sleep had almost become his shadow.

But to Su Yemu’s surprise, Professor Li didn’t ask him about history. After lunch, Su Yemu started to draw wood carving pictures. Su Yemu drew five pictures, all of which were screens, four gentlemen and a spring scene picture.

Professor Li didn’t bother him, just sat beside him and watched him draw. After he finished drawing, he asked what the painting of the Four Gentlemen was and what kind of pen he was holding.

When he found out that the writing brush was bought in the trading market, Professor Li realized that Saier still kept such an ancient thing. Professor Li pondered for a moment and went outside.

After Su Yemu drew the picture, he logged on to the star network, and a message jumped in.

It was the store that picked up his apron drawings, and the little girl cried and said that her grandpa had gone to find Su Yemu.

Su Yemu reflected for the first time, was he too high-profile?

But, it was really just a picture!

After placing the order on Xingwang, Su Yemu stood up, his shoulder hurt like being burned, almost making him fall back on the chair again.

Su Yemu pulled off his clothes and took a look in the mirror. The scar bitten by A Sha was still as if it had just been bitten. Touching it, it still hurt, but it was not as severe as before.

Su Yemu took out the healing device, thinking to see if he could get rid of the scar, but he fiddled with it for more than ten minutes, but it still didn’t work. Angrily, he threw the healing device on the bed, and Su Yemu went to live broadcast.

Putting on the apron, Su Yemu gave the command to turn on the terminal, and many people flooded into the live broadcast room instantly.

Saw Bobo today, another happy day.

It’s a pity, I didn’t see Marshal today, but luckily I can still watch Bobo.

Why does Bobo look so bad? Is he uncomfortable?

Ah, Bobo, what’s wrong with Bobo, come on, who’s there…

There was a sudden riot in the live broadcast room, and more than a million people watched Su Yemu who was still smiling and ready to greet them the last second. He fell straight down like this, and fell unconscious for a moment.

Su Yemu was dreaming, he knew he was dreaming, the surrounding was dark, there was an echo when his footsteps stepped on the ground, he seemed to be in a dark room.

It seemed that he was really entangled in things, and he didn’t know if he really had an illness after thousands of years.

“I want to wake up.”

Su Yemu often fell into nightmares when he was a child. Grandma told him that as long as he told Meng that he wanted to wake up, he would be able to wake up.

In fact, it was also useful. When Su Yemu finished speaking, a light appeared in front of him. Su Yemu walked towards the light and slowly disappeared.

“Hehe! Let’s go again.”

“Could it be that I look terrible, you’re so afraid of me?”

In the darkness, there was a deep laughter.

At this time, the Marshal’s Mansion was on high alert, ordinary people had already evacuated, and the surroundings of the mansion were guarded by heavy soldiers, all of whom were expeditionary troops.

“What’s going on? It’s fine, why did the mental power riot again when I came back from the palace?”

General Heka was in a state of anxiety, walking around in a hurry: “We can’t go on like this, let the therapist go in immediately.”

General Alan disagreed: “Letting them in will only lead to death.”

The mental storm of a person with high spiritual power was not a joke, and if any fighters or healers with lower mental power than him approached rashly, they could be instantly killed at any time.

“General Alan, General Heka, what’s the situation!”

General Alan turned around and saluted Ryan, but General Heka didn’t move. He had never liked the royal family.

“Why is Your Highness here?”

“It’s not convenient for Your Majesty to come here, let me take a look.” Even standing outside, you could still feel the coercion of a high-spirited warrior, which was really an ability that made people jealous.

Ryan said: “I asked His Majesty for instructions and brought a therapist here.”

General Alan and General Heka looked at each other, and General Alan said, “We can’t go in at this time.”

“How will you know if you don’t try, or…”

“Your Highness, really you can’t get in.”

Several therapists who followed offended and interrupted Ryan’s words; Ryan turned around, only to find that the faces of the therapists he brought were all pale, their foreheads were sweating, and they seemed to faint at any time.

“This…”

“Marshal He is about to collapse due to a mental riot? His Highness Ryan brought the therapists here to force them in?”

“Marshal He’s mental value is SSS, and the highest spiritual value of an imperial healer is SS. It is impossible to treat Marshal He at all, this is a reckless disregard for human life, is this how Marshal He protects the people of the empire?”

“Marshal He can no longer control his Mental Power. Is he still qualified to lead the armed forces?”

“Can you let us in? I am from the First Interstellar Times. The news is free. You have no right to stop us, let alone cover up the truth.”

There was a sudden noise outside the Marshal’s Mansion, and General Heka’s face turned green immediately: “How did they come here? Drive them all away.”

“We came down with His Royal Highness Ryan, and we are reporters, and we have revealed the truth to the public Power, you have no right to drive us away.”

General Heka stared at Ryan instantly with his man-eating eyes.

“I, no, I can…”

“The media has the freedom to disclose the truth, but spies don’t, so arrest them.”

Following General Alan’s order, the soldiers who had already endured to the critical point acted instantly.

“It’s really lively outside, hehe!”

He Yunting sat on the ground, and the objects around him seemed to have turned into a flowing liquid, forming a large whirlpool. And he was in the center of the vortex, his face was slightly distorted, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and he was sweating profusely/panting heavily.

“Since the dream has repeatedly disappeared, don’t blame me for looking for you.”

“Who told you to treat me as the God of Plague.”

The author has something to say:

God of Plague was a metaphor for people and things that bring disasters to people.

Gong is laughing at himself! Xiao Shou ignored him.