Apocalypse Forecast
Chapter 1341

Guns

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Half an hour later, while the watchers listened to looping cat videos from the illusion projection, tables and chairs were finally set up in the back kitchen of a Bear Dog chain fast-food restaurant in downtown Jianhe City.

There was no one else in the quiet kitchen after closing. Back in his original form, Liu Dongli rummaged around until he found a Yanjing mutton hot pot, washed it clean, and set it down. Looking at Huai Shi lounging around, watching the show and waiting to eat, he immediately rolled his eyes. "Why don't you wash and chop the scallions, ginger, and garlic? Do it yourself, eat well yourself. Don't you get it?"

"Me, cook?"

Huai Shi was not offended. He smiled. "Would you dare eat it?"

"...Fuck."

Liu Dongli could not help slapping his forehead, abandoning the thought of asking Huai Shi to lend a hand.

It was not as though he held any prejudice against a culinary demon because of those ridiculous rumors, but after he had just made things difficult for Huai Shi, where would he find the nerve to eat anything Huai Shi had touched?

He would probably start having explosive diarrhea on the way back...

This was the culinary demon rookie said to appear only once in a century!

And supposedly, after the last landing battle at Beatific Land, the Culinary Demon Association had raised his license by another two stars. He was now the youngest six-star culinary demon in the Present Realm.

Hiss, terrifying indeed. This child must not be allowed to remain... Hopefully, the Astronomical Society's lords would hurry up and think so too, then figure out a way to write some anti-poetry and lure this fine fellow up to Canaan.

Before long, the burning hot pot was set on the table. It was

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