MTL - Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant (A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World)

"It is said that by selling these two buildings, you can buy a city of chaos." McGonagall hovered the speeding car on the side of the road, looking at the building shining with golden light in the sun, and said with some emotion.

"The currencies of the two worlds cannot be circulated." Xi rigorously raised his own doubts.

"I just sighed for a moment." McGonagall's eyes fell to the top floor of one of the buildings. It is said that the woman who sits in the most expensive house in the dungeon lives on the spire of the pyramid.

"From the point of view of intelligence, Akali is an avid star chaser. She has fans more than three digits, and none of them can exceed three days." Xi interrupted McGonagall's conjecture.

"That's really the Sea King among Sea Kings!" McGonagall was shocked.

Xi took McGonagall around Tucker City, giving McGonagall a lot of knowledge.

Walking through a commercial street, McGonagall held a nice little cake in his hand. While eating, he said: "I think if I open a restaurant here, I can become a rich man in less than a year."

Xi nodded slightly, she didn't think McGonagall was talking big.

"You said, there will be a day of war between the underground city and the Nolan continent?" McGonagall asked, suddenly turning his head to look at her.

Xi thought about it for a while and nodded, "There is absolutely such a possibility. There will be targeted exercises in this regard in the regular exercises of the troops."

"You are really frank." McGonagall slandered, but his heart became a little heavy.

"This is a reserved item, not proposed by the marshal, and even you can't guarantee that Nolan Continent will not have a covetous heart for the underground city." Xi said.

"Yes, people's hearts are greedy." McGonagall nodded, as if he couldn't help but be moved when he heard the existence of the divine stele.

On the way back, McGonagall turned on the micro-push and rushed into the waves.

The Horace incident has evolved various anti-harmony codes, which are still hotly discussed on micro-tweets.

The disgusting practice of Wei Tweet in this incident also angered the majority of netizens.

Therefore, on the official petition website of the underground city, the petitions of "Remove Wetweets!" and "Severely Punish Wetweets for Irregular Behavior!" have all signed more than 10 million people.

According to the process, the two petitions have entered the stage of official intervention and investigation, and it is estimated that they will have a headache if they want to make a small push.

In addition, a class representative made a technical summary of the charcoal grilled lamb chops he made in the competition, and made a coherent teaching video, which has exceeded 30 million views.

Trying to make a charcoal grilled lamb chop by yourself at home has even become a new fashion. With the participation of several influential food bloggers and celebrities, this activity has also attracted the participation of many people.

Because of this, the sales of ovens across the dungeon have risen sharply.

However, in a technologically advanced underground city, it is not easy to find a grill that can burn charcoal, and it is even more difficult to find a qualified fruit charcoal.

McGonagall clicked on a few rollover videos, watched those unexplainable grilled lamb chops, and shared the awkward but polite smiles on the faces of the sharers, with a little more smile on their faces.

Many of these people may have never cooked before, and failure is a good start, at least they have tried it themselves.

Back to the players’ dormitory, McGonagall was about to find the system to ask for a copy of Congressman Tam’s detailed information. Suddenly, he discovered that his number of followers had increased to 1210354, and he was still jumping at an extremely fast rate.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, millions of believers have achieved this!"

The sound of the system sounded, and by the way, small fireworks were set off in McGonagall's mind.

"Could it not be so tacky." McGonagall rolled his eyes and couldn't bear the gaudy fireworks blooming in his mind.

"Isn't this celebrated in the tradition of your planet?" The system is somewhat innocent.

"What about the rewards? What about the special rewards you mentioned earlier?" McGonagall was too lazy to talk nonsense with the system.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for getting the reward: Control God Jue, please check!"

McGonagall looked at the golden scroll that appeared in his mind, frowning, "How come the style of painting has suddenly become a fairy? What kind of ghost is the master of God? The heavenly rank or the ground rank technique?"

"Please don't spit out the host. This control **** is definitely a spiritual power control cultivation technique. It does not cultivate immortality and has no rank. To a certain extent, you can understand it as a kind of magic." The system explained.

"Magic? I'm a warrior." McGonagall muttered in his heart, but consciously opened the golden scroll.

A huge amount of information was suddenly used and filled his mind. This feeling was very familiar to him, so he quickly adapted to it, and began to study this recipe that was highly valued by the system.

The so-called control of the gods, as the name suggests, is a kind of supernatural power of mind control.

Although the system is explained by magic, it is actually a method of manipulating one's own mental power to affect the outside world, which is fundamentally different from magic mobilizing various elements.

Of course, he didn't know what a spirit magician was like.

After the number of believers exceeded one million, McGonagall could feel that his spiritual power became more solid and abundant in the scattered incense, which far exceeded the spiritual power he should have in this realm.

And this mastering Shenjue gave him a way to manipulate these mental powers.

"Controlling objects" is an introductory move to control the gods, and it is also a very practical means.

McGonagall turned his gaze to the tea cup on the side table.

boom!

The teacup cracked.

McGonagall: "???"

McGonagall sat up, breathing steadily, running his mental power according to the formula of controlling the gods, and looking at another teacup.

The teacup flew up from the coffee table uncontrollably, and smashed to pieces with a snap.

"Yarn, it's so difficult to use." McGonagall looked at the sweeping robot that came out from under the bed and automatically cleaned up debris on the ground. He pulled out a piece of paper from the side, folded it into the shape of a sword, and stared at the sword. Get started directly with the flying sword.

McGonagall has also tried some methods of controlling mental power before and using it. Flying with the sword is one of his good tricks.

But those are all tricks, mental power can only be regarded as an introductory among them, mainly relying on hard power to fly with the sword.

The control God Jue gives a plan to use mental power as a kind of energy. Although mental power is ethereal, when you master the method of use, you will find that this ethereal energy gathers together, which is actually a kind of energy. The power that can not be underestimated.

The paper sword flew crookedly in the room, sometimes hitting the wall, sometimes crashing, but soon there was some sense of flight trajectory and direction.

...

Early the next morning, McGonagall, who was on the bed cross-legged, opened his eyes, and hovered a paper flying sword above his brows, showing his sharp edge.