The Scar Power Demon looked at the figure that was like being chased by a dog, and his mouth kept twitching.

"Manpower? How easy to find? There are not many demons who can cook seriously. It's difficult!"

Jefrey, who had been listening carefully, suddenly shone with green eyes. Isn’t this a great opportunity to show his strengths?

"Brother, I know how to cook! Can you tell me to help me?"

The Scar Dali Demon looked up and down suspiciously at the volunteer younger brother.

"You really know how to do it? Then wait here first. Brother, I'll call up people first."

"These guys are not aware of themselves, they run around and I don't bite people."

The Scar Power Demon patted Jefrey Wen on the shoulder, then turned around and squeezed out.

"New? You can cook? How about it? You won't eat the dead demon!"

The Qingsie Dali Demon, who had always been a little inconsistent with his elder brother, started to tease him with a little sarcastic feeling.

"You know how to do it! It's not bad at all. You'll know if you try my skills later."

"I'm quite confident, so I'll wait and see. If you're doing well, even if you have a skill, you can really gain a foothold in the organization."

When the Green Skin Power Demon heard this, he spoke a little more cautiously.

"Don't worry, brother, I'm not very good at fighting and killing, but I'm quite confident in my cooking skills."

.....

Jefrey Wen and the Qingpi Dali Demon who was a little interested had been chatting for about ten minutes before the big brother with a bitter face squeezed back.

"Xiao Lei, follow me!"

"Okay, I'll leave now!"

Jevrei Wen bowed apologetically to the Qingpi Dali Demon, followed his elder brother with all his steps, avoiding the bustling demons, and walking towards the other end of the tribe.

"Brother, just cook here!"

Jevrey Wen looked around and found only more than eighty thick, huge metal grills on the spacious open space.

No, there are three large metal cans.

Jevrei Wen walked over curiously, looked over, smelled his nose deeply, and took a little bit of it and licked it gently.

Salt, pepper and garlic are just different in appearance.

"Brother? What kind of food are you planning to make? Is it just roasting? I looked for the ingredients, but there was no sign of it."

Jefrey Wen looked back at the curious Scar Power Demon, and asked questions professionally.

"Seeing you like this, you really know how to make something!"

"Of course it's baked. There are so many people, so where can you make exquisite and time-consuming? Anyway, these guys are not picky, so you can eat whatever you have."

The Scar Power Demon curled his lips, his face full of irrelevance.

"As for the ingredients, you don't have to worry about it. Someone will send it here. Generally, we just cook and don't need to participate in the rest."
Chapter completed!