While Jevrei Wen was silently thinking, after some wine and drinking, the giant round table was incredibly in chaos.

The majestic leader patted his swollen abdomen vigorously and made a loud bang.

"I'm so full! Little color-changing demon, your cooking skills are good."

At the same time, the five leaders with a mouth full of oiliness also praised them.

"From the future, you will be responsible for our diet. You guys are really real, and it's not much different from the high-end restaurant I've had fortunately had."

"Thanks to the leaders for their love, the villain also has many dishes that he is good at, which is not inferior to this invincible red hotpot."

It felt that it was not the time to hide its weakness, so Jevrei bowed down and spoke respectfully without any shame.

"I'm quite confident! The leader is looking forward to it. If you can always maintain this level, you can decide on the kitchen matter."

The majestic leader made many promises, and even the Wen couldn't find Bei.

A hint of mockery flashed in Jefrey's eyes, but his face was full of excitement.

Come again, it's a bad thing!

The Bone Demon leader made the same promise before, and then he died.

I hope your life will be stronger!

"Thank you, the big leader, the younger ones will do their best to try their best to innovate the dishes, and make sure to satisfy all the leaders."

Jevrei Wen bent down 90 degrees in fear, and his excitement splashed everywhere.

"Okay, you go down first!"

The satisfied and majestic leader looked at Jevrey with satisfaction with his correct attitude and was ready to discuss important matters with the other leaders.

Jevrei Wen was determined to delay for a while and tried to get some top-secret information.

The aggressive gaze of the armored warrior directly shot like a sharp sword, which made Jefrey, who was unwilling to accept it, had to retreat directly.

He bent down and walked slowly and respectfully left the giant animal skin tent, staying away from the heavily guarded elite guard in the tent, then straightened his waist and let out a long breath of turbid air.

It's really not easy to act.

I have to be worried all the time, for fear of being seen through the disguise.

This second talent is really extraordinary. The powerful demon leader who is above one level higher than the other did not find any abnormality.

Looking around, Jevrey, who found nowhere to go, still walked slowly towards the open-air kitchen.

The wounded people who had been robbing the sky and the earth were gone.

The personnel at the bottom of the Death Scythe who had been reorganized are also slowly integrating into the new organization.

The tense atmosphere of war that was a few hours ago was gone forever.

Only some elite demons were still exploring everywhere, trying hard to search for unknown treasure chests that had long disappeared.

The corners of Jefrey's mouth curled mysteriously, no longer paid attention to anything else, and lowered his head and returned to the Scar Power Demon.

"Brother, how about it? The leaders are satisfied with the food."

The Scar Power Demon has been waiting for Jefrey. Wen returns, like a husband's stone, and is already looking at him.

"That's it, anyway, there's no left in the terrifying amount of meat slices."

Jevre's writing is a low-key show-off in his understatement.

"Not left at all? My goodness, that's nearly a thousand pounds, this appetite..."

Scar Power Magic exaggeratedly gestured to his lower abdomen, and his ferocious face was full of incredibleness.

"Brother understands, brother, you don't have to worry about anything else now. Although it's just a mere kitchen, it's a role that goes straight to Tianting."

"Where are you, brother, you are too exaggerated! I am just a minion in the middle realm of the Yifan level, what can I do to the heavens?"

Jefrey Wen's face was full of smiles, and his words were still extremely modest.

"Brother, and you guys, you are all hungry! Hurry up and start eating! No one will come to disturb you for the time being."

Touching his cramped abdomen, Jefrey Wen was really hungry.

Moreover, that is the ingredient in the early stages of the entry stage. For Jefrey Wen, who has the bloodline of the Lord of Food, it is the only way to quickly improve his strength.

More than a dozen demon chefs who were smiling happily were busy working hard.

......

In the midst of laughter and joy, the battle for food, time passed quickly.

Jefrey, who was sitting alone on his back, enjoying a pot of red hotpot, was clenching his fists, blue veins burst out, and a lot of cold sweat was pouring down his head.

His godless eyes stared straight at the huge stone basin that had swept away.

The severe pain that penetrates the bone marrow is always invading every muscle and nerve in the body. Every bone in the body is in severe itching, like thousands of ants worms biting it.

Jevrey, who had experience several times, worked hard to support him, but did not dare to let out a slight howl.

Half an hour passed, and even the Scar Power Demon came over to ask about his health several times. Jefrey Wencai survived.

"I was careless. I didn't expect that the energy contained in the entry-level ingredients was so huge. But just a hundred pounds of meat slices made me feel unbearable. This effect is probably a few demons at the peak of the mortal level."

When I thought of this, Jefrey Wen was afraid that it was all caused by lack of experience.

If I had known that it would be so violent, I would not have been insatiable.

He quietly wiped off his sweat and slowly stood upright, and the bones in his body made a crackling sound.

"Brother, are you okay? The way you looked just now made my brother very scared."

The Scar Power Demon, who was still looking back from time to time, was very concerned about it.

"It's nothing. ** I'm sick, I'll be fine if I endure it. I've been used to it as usual."

Jevrey was grinning and smiled indifferently, but his wet body still made people worry.

"You were like that just now, it was really..."

The Scar Power Demon shook his head, and there was no way to do anything about Jefrey Wen, who was obviously evasive.

After all, we only met for a day, but we really don’t have such a deep friendship.

Jevrey Wen continued to move his sore limbs, slowly adapting to increase his strength.

Without accurate measuring instruments, it is troublesome, and I don’t even know the specific strength of my current situation.

However, there is a kind of intuition in the dark that the day of breaking through to the middle level of the mortal level should not be far away.

......

Jefrey Wen walked slowly around, waving his limbs from time to time, occasionally lifting up and down, and doing squats.

The curious more than ten demon chefs looked back frequently at first, but after a long time, they felt bored and simply collapsed on the clearing ground and fell asleep soundly.

The Scar Dali Demon Eye saw that there was no abnormality in Jefrey. Wen no longer paid too much attention. Instead, he walked to the dense group of demons in the distance and chatted with some old acquaintances.

"Are you making progress again?"

Leas, who had disappeared for a while, quietly sent a message again.

"Isn't there still a lot of ingredients for entry? It's a pity to waste it. If you don't eat it, it's useless!"

"Yes, the chef can't be hungry. Your hot pot tastes good. I'm sweating profusely, but it's really satisfying!"

Leas's voice was a little excited, mixed with a little desire.

"What a small dish!"

Jevrey Wen raised his eyebrows while whispering, with a little bit of pride.

"You will truly see my ability in the future. Not to mention the eight major cuisines, you can at least get hundreds of fine cuisines..."

"You! You are really not humble! Hurry up and find a secluded place with few people, I have something for you."

"Things? Ring?"

Jevrey Wen grinned, unable to control the excitement in his heart, and almost burst into laughter.

He forced himself to hold back the smile that was about to jump up his eyebrows, covered his stomach with one hand, and quickly walked to the place where he used to go to the toilet.

When passing by a patrolling team of Crazy Scale patrolling demons, Jevre, who was a little careless, was called directly.

"You, the color-changing demon who covers his stomach, where are you going?"

"I'm eating too much, I need to solve my physiological problems."

Jevrei Wen looked stunned, turned slowly, and faced the cold-faced patrol demon.

"Are you new to join? Haven't seen it before. Honestly explain your name and origin."

The patrol demon with a cold face, his eyes were like lightning, holding a long metal qiāng, and continued to question.

"I really just joined, and I'm a little bitch. As for the origin, I just made perfect food for several leaders! If you don't believe it, you can ask the confidants of the five leaders."

Jefrey Wen was really not afraid of any investigation, and he directly pulled the leader's tiger skin and replied casually with a fox pretending to be a tiger's power.

"Ah? New chef! Go and do it. Just a routine check. Also, don't go too far. You should know some sensitive things, but don't touch them."
To be continued...