"Eek!"
With no one else around, Strangle could only handle the commentary. Its meaning was simple—don't fry egg roll pancakes on a mysterious, unfamiliar machine that might have been set up by the enemy!
This was honestly a little too abstract, even for The World of Action. Probably.
"The main thing is that the four grooves on this machine's panel are just perfect." Su Ming used his chopsticks to lift the finished egg roll and place it on a plate he had just created, then added a sprig of cilantro on top. "These grooves are about one palm wide, two palms long, and just the right depth. They're practically molds made for frying eggs."
Some people were born with the gift of fried rice, while some grooves were born to be molds for egg rolls. He was merely going with the flow.
"Eek."
The suddenly serious Symbiote noted that the host had finished his stunt, but nothing in the room had changed. Nor had any movement come from the corridor outside.
Was the stunt not enough? Or did they need some other kind of "action"?
"Maybe frying eggs in just one groove meant I wasn't making use of the other three?" Su Ming took out more eggs, flour, and cooking oil, preparing to repeat the process. "I may not be good at cooking, but my hands are fast. Let The World of Action witness the ruthless technique of frying four egg pancakes at once!"
Sizzle~~~
The machine was still hot. Perfect—the oil released its fragrance the moment it hit the surface. The discovery of cooking oil truly was a monument in the history of human cuisine.
"Eek."
The Egg Rolls were all done, yet the machine still showed no change. Other than the fact that Quantum Concepts could heat the