"Ah, what a wonderful dream~"
Nian woke from her fantasy dream and breathed a sigh of relief. After walking such a long road, she had finally escaped the Immortal's side. That seemed worth celebrating with a hot pot meal.
She loosened her grip, intending to stretch luxuriously.
The ice cream, already melted into water and cream, mixed with the bright-red chili oil. The softened cone shell shattered from the sudden impact. The ice cream died without making a sound, leaving only scarlet, white, and dark yellow mingled together.
"Eugh!"
Nian shook her hand, feeling that this was truly the most disgusting thing she had ever created.
Flames rose from her hands, burning away the residue. As it burned, she complained bitterly, "What kind of chili oil ice cream cone is this? What terrible food. Would anyone really like something like this?"
She had completely forgotten the high hopes she had placed on chili oil ice cream cones earlier.
That idea was swiftly tossed into the garbage heap, and Nian quickly came up with another—if scorching spice were combined with bubble milk tea, it should have a very promising future. At the very least, she would definitely like it.
"First, I need to buy some original-flavor milk tea. Sigh, this is new too. I wonder what this dessert made with stockings tastes like."
Since it was a dessert, it definitely could not taste very good.
Even adding stockings would not help.
Nian's thoughts were always colored by prejudice against sweets, and that prejudice was impossible to change. She helplessly shook her head. Making sweets spicy was obviously a good thing, so why did Rhodes Island's operators not appreciate it? Why did they even flee at the mere sight of her?
It was truly incomprehensible.
The cafeteria line was quite easy to