Mag quickly reached out to catch Connie, who then held onto his arm. He resignedly said, “Alright, don’t hang on me like a monkey. You’re not going to die even if you fall from this height.”


  “Even if I won’t die, it’s still going to hurt,” Connie said confidently after getting off Mag.

  “Alright, alright. You have your reasons.” Mag didn’t want to argue with this maiden. After all, this wasn’t the first time that she had forgotten her lines. He asked Connie, “Why don’t you sit down and wait for lunch, and then you think about it properly?”


  “That’s a good idea.” Connie nodded before she went to find a chair. She sat down and began to ponder seriously.

  Mag looked at Connie, feeling rather exasperated. He flicked a glance at the clock, and it was already 11am. It was time to prepare lunch.

  He had already showered on the way back, so he simply went upstairs to change into his chef’s suit before he went back to the kitchen.

  “I remember, Boss!” Connie suddenly dashed to the kitchen’s entrance and blocked Mag. Then, she raised up her right arm, and said, “Look at my hand.”


  Mag peered at Connie’s right hand. Although her fair and chubby fingers were a little short, it still looked rather cute. He nodded. “The fingers are a little short, but it’s alright. It shouldn’t deter you from eating.”


  “No. It’s this.” Connie suddenly clenched her fist, and three razor-sharp white claws sprung out from her knuckles like daggers. They were about 20 cm long each.

  “Wolverine?” An idea instantly popped up in Mag’s brain.

  Compared to Wolverine’s black blades, Connie’s white claws looked much gentler. In fact, they looked more like a cat’s claws. However, the blades pointing downward were still very sharp.

  Connie waved her claws, and smugly said, “Isn’t this very cool?”


  “Yes, this is quite cool.” Mag nodded. This seemed like a new talent that Connie had just discovered.

  However, she behaved so secretively by locking the door and trapping him against the wall. Did she do all that just to show off her little claws?

  “Actually, what I want to say is, I am going to leave now.” Connie retrieved her claws. Her expression became sullen as her voice lowered.

  “Leave?” Mag was a little stunned.

  “Where are you going?” he asked Connie, who was looking down.

  “Actually, I’ve never told you all the truth. I came from the orcs’ Falk Tribe. I’m the daughter of the Falk Tribe’s chief. My uncle, Gary, started a rebellion. He killed my father and mother, captured my big brother, and took over the Falk Tribe. I am the only one who got out,” Connie said to Mag apologetically. “I heard Gary is going to kill my brother eight days later and proclaim himself the new chief. I have to go back to save my brother.”


  Mag had already known about all this, including the fact that Gary was a powerful 10th-tier orc. He looked at Connie with a frown. “Can you even do it?”


  “I am very formidable now. I could sneak into the 18th level of Bastie Prison without getting caught.” Connie nodded.

  “No. I’m just worried that you would get lost at home.” Mag sighed.

  “But I grew up there……” Connie glared, but she didn’t look very confident. “Although I did get lost occasionally, that was rather rare.”


  “If you are going to rescue your brother, are you going alone, or is your master going with you?” Mag continued to ask.

  “Of course I am going alone. Master said I have to do this alone. He is an outsider, so it’s not appropriate for him to get involved,” Connie replied as matter of fact. However, there was a hint of helplessness in her expression, and her shoulders stooped down unconsciously.

  Mag placed his hand on Connie’s shoulder with a smile, and said, “I think we should discuss this matter with everybody. You’re a part of our restaurant, so I believe everyone would be willing to help you.”


  “But……” Connie looked up.

  “But today is an off day, so let’s discuss this when everybody is here tomorrow. Your opponent isn’t one single bad guy, it is a group of bad guys instead. If you choose to fight alone, we might not even be able to get your body back.” Mag shook his head, interrupting Connie’s words.

  “Boss……” Connie looked at Mag, who had a warm smile on his face, and movingly said, “You really are a good man.”


  “Ding! ‘Good Person Card’ +1!” The system’s voice sounded in Mag’s mind.

  Mag pulled his lips, feeling a slight toothache.

  “Then, let’s agree on this. I am going to cook lunch, and you will go to the ice cream shop to ask them to come back for lunch.” Mag went into the kitchen. He had been thinking about how to handle Connie and the Falk Tribe’s matter lately. He had come up with many plans, but he hadn’t decided which one to use yet.

  However, Connie’s intention to return to the Falk Tribe to rescue her big brother had given him some new inspirations.

  “Alright,” Connie answered, and walked toward the door.

  Mag poked his head out to remind, “Turn left after you walk out of the door. You will get into the prison if you turn right and climb over the wall. So, don’t turn right out of habit.”


  Connie, who was about to turn right after she walked out of the door, quickly halted. She touched her ears, and then awkwardly turned left.

  Shortly after, Amy and Miya came to the restaurant.

  Amy dumped Ugly Duckling onto a chair nearby, and searched through the restaurant before curiously asking Mag, “Father, where is Big Sister Irina?”


  “Her? She might have gone out. We will have lunch without her first.” Mag smiled. It would at least take two days to travel from the Wind Forest to Chaos City, even if they were riding unicorns. Irina had to escort the Night Elves southward, so she definitely wouldn’t be back today.

  “Oh.” Amy was a little disappointed, but she still went to wash hands obediently, and then sat at the table.

  “Boss, the ice cream shop’s menu hasn’t been refreshed for a while now. Could we add some other things in? Something like a dessert?” Miya asked Mag when they were eating lunch.

  “About this……” Mag pondered. He really didn’t have a dessert that he could add to the menu. However, he still hadn’t utilized a 100% chance to win a top-tier recipe at the wheel yet, and he had no idea what he would get out of that. Hence, he could only shake his head. “Currently, I don’t have any great ideas for desserts yet. Let me think about it first.”


  “Alright.” Yabemiya nodded, and didn’t pursue the matter.

  After lunch, Amy and Anna followed Miya to the ice cream shop again as there were many children they could play with. So, Mag was left in the restaurant alone.

  “Alright. Let me see what top-tier recipe I will get from this wheel.” Mag closed the restaurant’s door and sat down on a chair. He went into the wheel’s interface in his mind, and looked at the one chance indicated there. He used his thoughts to push hard on the wheel.

  The wheel began to spin, and the words on it gradually got clearer and clearer: Sichuan Mapo Tofu, West Lake Fish in Vinegar Gravy, Feilong Chicken Soup, Wuwei Smoked Duck, Dongpo Pork, Steamed Multiple Preserved Hams, Sichuan Style Spicy Chicken, Dong’an Chicken, Steamed Wuchang Fish……