The Witching Hour of 1994
Chapter 1291

Your Cat Chef Is Running Wild Without Limits

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Thud thud thud.

Thud thud—

Manipulating the Spirit Cat Claw, Cat Lin made a mushroom, potato, and meatball soup that only giant cats could understand. Most of the delicious mushrooms came from Cat Tufflin, while the potatoes were award-winning premium cultivars bred by landfolk. The meatballs were made from unicorn cattle raised by giant cats, likewise from Cat Tufflin.

The large blue, spirit-like cat claw fearlessly used its ghostly paw pads to carry a pot nearly as large as Jiang Han's alchemical cauldron onto the table.

"Isn't this a bit too much? The ingredients are rather heavy, aren't they?" Jiang Han voiced her doubts, deeply suspecting that this pot of richly fragrant soup might be too salty, considering how much salt Cat Lin had used.

"Meow-ao, a cat's standards in cooking are just like that Fox Witch's standards in raising dragons!"

Since she had put it that way.

The term flashed through Jiang Han's mind, and she had the Nightmare Cat Lamp fill her a bowl.

The soup's base was a clear golden yellow, mixed with rainbow-colored mushrooms and huge beef balls the size of lion's heads.

It looked pretty good.

Jiang Han fell silent for a moment.

Though she still had doubts about the soup, she figured that, as a witch, she surely would not be brought down by a mere bowl of soup, right? Besides, she was not only a witch—she was also a giant cat. Giant cats were creatures that could eat all sorts of poisonous plants as snacks.

She picked up the bowl.

"I'm going in."

Tilting back her head, she opened her mouth wide. Gulp, gulp...

"Hm?" Her eyes widened.

Gulp, gulp.

Her teeth cut through the meatballs, mushrooms, and potatoes. She set down the bowl and let out a great breath of hot steam

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