Douluo: My God-King Voice Pack Was Mistaken for My Inner Thoughts
Chapter 100

Big Brother, Don't Tell Me That Friend of Yours Was God Nobita?

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When Ning Wen first obtained the Gourmet Tablecloth, he had looked forward to getting other gadgets from the world of Doraemon.

The Demon Passport, the What-If Phone Booth, the Wish-Granting Notebook, the Dictator Button...

If he could get his hands on a bug-level gadget that could manipulate cause and effect, he would be invincible.

Unfortunately, that was only a fantasy. It was never going to happen.

Or perhaps the Voice Pack simply didn't have those things.

Five years had passed, and he hadn't received a single causality-altering gadget. He hadn't even gotten an Anywhere Door.

"All right, just say what you want to eat."

Ning Wen spread the Gourmet Tablecloth flat on the ground beside the campfire.

"Great! I want Crystal Steamed Dumplings, Honey-Glazed Grilled Wings, and Strawberry Mousse for dessert!"

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up, and she blurted out her order.

The moment she finished speaking, light rippled across the tablecloth, and plates of steaming food appeared out of thin air.

Their aromas spread at once, filling the entire forest clearing.

Xiao Wu hurried over too. "I want Carrot-Braised Meat! And a basket of Red Bean Buns!"

"Curry Rice for me," Dugu Yan said.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the spread of dishes on the tablecloth, filled with wonder.

"What's that?" Zhao Wuji asked, looking over curiously.

"The Gourmet Tablecloth. Say the name of something you want to eat, and it produces the food."

Ning Wen made no attempt to hide it.

It counted as a treasure, but to a Soul Master, it wasn't necessarily worth as much as a Soul Bone.

Zhao Wuji, Dai Mubai, Tang San, and Oscar drew sharp breaths. They stared at the tablecloth, disbelief written across their faces.

It could create food from nothing. That made it little different from a Food-type Soul Master. Could

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