As Chef Timmy, the only things William had to take care of were the kitchen and the Boss's health. The circus performance had nothing directly to do with him,
but as a member of the circus, he still cared deeply about whether the performance could proceed smoothly. Only by constantly collecting fear could the circus continue operating and expanding.
Timmy trusted all the core members recognized by the Boss,
but found it difficult to trust newcomers added at the last minute. Not to mention that after William took on the heavy responsibility, he actually used the only two days he had to sleep soundly. Even the four chiefs would not dare play around like that.
Timmy never slept, waiting all the way until the early hours of the morning.
00:00
William, who had slept on the chopping board all day, suddenly opened his eyes,
The Poker Face team had completed all the ingredient preparation four hours earlier according to William's instructions. They had chopped and portioned everything, and had even assembled several huge cooking pots, waiting only for the "head chef" to begin work.
The moment William sat up, he slapped both sides of his head at once. Smack!
The excruciating pain that seemed to pierce his eardrums instantly left him fully alert. At the same time, it prompted the Mad Brain to send a signal to the hypothalamus. After passing through multiple relays, the signal ultimately reached the adrenal glands, causing them to secrete several times, or even more than ten times, the usual amount of adrenaline.
His entire body became excited as well,
William picked up an iron pot and kicked open the Poker Faces' communal lounge.
Clang, clang, clang! The violent pounding woke every Poker Face.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I hope you can get excited with me