"Okay, you're still awesome! Then do you have a way to read soul information from the nine corpses and see who did it?"

Jevre carefully recalled the decisiveness of the nine heavenly demons when they exploded, and felt that it was not very much done by the forces in Kakamos City.

This is a half-step metamorphosis stage with eight demons at the peak level of the sky level whose combat power is not weaker than Kakaquos. Except for the city lord, no one in Kakamos City should have such strength.

But will the city lord of the Transcendence stage deal with Kakatuos like this?

It is obviously impossible. Just a casual sentence is enough to drive Kakatuos into an abyss that will never be restored.

And the missing Jolumale could not have such a subordinate.

Tony Maas, who is the same level, seems to be able to rule out the suspicion as the biggest object of suspicion at the beginning.

If Tony Mas could make nine such masters self-destruct, he would not have been pressed on the ground and rubbed against Kakatuos and Pattamansevis.

The real murderer behind the scenes became confusing in an instant.

"Unless you are in the advanced stage of Transcendence and understand the mystery about the soul, I can't do anything about it. Forget it, be careful recently. If it really doesn't work, I'll transfer it temporarily."

Leas seemed to have no choice but to return to normal after his face froze.

Tell me, I usually feel like I can do everything, but at critical moments, I still lose my links.

Jevre and Leas communicated for a while again, and then dispersed after instructing Kakatus to do his best to track down the clues.

However, Jevre still did not return to the villa, and everything was commanded through remote control of the voice transmission crystal.

Although Jevre is not as powerful as Leas, he is not comparable to Kakatuos.

To put it bluntly, in Kakamos City, there are few people who are not seen before, except for the city lord and Leas, whom they have never seen before, who are Jevre's opponents.

At least when facing the front, it will not exceed the number of hands.

Leas and Jevre, at this time, were like Kakatus's personal bodyguards, activate their mental perception at any time in case other ignorant attackers would break in.

The night passed quickly, but no one who knew nothing about life or death broke in.

The deep pit outside the Glory Castle has been restored to its original state.

Jevre and the other two enjoyed breakfast beautifully and prepared to set off for the chefs' union.

Jevre, wearing a white chef's uniform, looks much more handsome than Kakatuos, who is covered in green.

Anyway, Jevre made up his mind that even if he revealed his identity as a seven-star chef in the future, he would never wear a green uniform, and it would be like he was green from head to toe.

I don’t have the hobby of being a Tintograph of Ninja and I don’t want to be a Hulk.

When I was young and ignorant, I thought the Turtle and Hulk were awesome. When I grew up, I realized that it was a tragedy.

A tea table filled with tea cups.

I am still single, so there is no need to put myself in that situation.

The Heavenly Level Carriage was activated again. Jefrey had long been accustomed to the two earth-type monsters in the early stage of the Heavenly Level and was too lazy to take a look at them.

Mind perception carefully searches the surrounding area, not afraid of anything, but fears of ten thousand.

I dared to invade the Honor Castle last night. Who knows if I would cheat halfway?

Fortunately, after arriving at the chef union safely, I didn’t find anything wrong.

Jevre and the other two arrived early. In the square in front of the chef union, there were not many star-rated chefs, only a few thousand.

But Pattamanserves and Tony Maas came very early and were chatting with their supporters.

The two clearly divided teams look quite spectacular, but I don’t know if they will be scared to death for a while.

In order to highlight the effect, Jevre arranged for the nine-star chef to Kakatuos to be present at that time.

It was only 7:40, and it was still twenty minutes away from the agreed time.

Kakatus looked at Pattamanserves and Tonymas with a burning look, and then walked towards the hall.

In the hall, the elderly chef union president was bent down, looking around with a complicated expression, as if he was about to engrave every bit of the chef union in his mind.

"President!"

Kakatuos quickly walked to the old president, with a respectful attitude.

"Kakatus, how many years have you been to the chef union?"

The old president's turbid eyes were filled with memories.

"I have been to Kakamos City for a total of 3,300 years, and have been to join the Chefs Union for a total of 2,600 years. At that time, I watched several presidents grow and grow the Chefs Union bit by bit, and became one of the top ten trade unions in Kakamos City."

Speaking of the past, Kakatuos couldn't help but fall into memories, and every bit of the past came to his heart.

"It has been more than two thousand years in a flash. I, a useless person, have been in this position for four hundred years, and it is time to give way. Unfortunately, in the past two hundred years, the development of the chef union has fallen into a stagnation period and its development is not going smoothly."

The old president sighed and sighed at his various decision-making mistakes over the past century.

"Come on, come on, and the chef union will be handed over to you. Jevrey has good talent and is well trained. Maybe in a thousand years, he will be able to take over this position."

Speaking of this, the old president who missed him more and more, stopped talking and stood quietly in the hall.

Seeing this, Kakatuos didn't say a word, but just stayed quietly aside, leaving Tony Mass and Pattamanservis to hustle and bustle in the square.

This silence lasted for more than ten minutes. Jevre, who had been lowering his head, occasionally glanced at the old president with a calm expression from the corner of his eyes, and didn't even dare to breathe.

Flashes of footsteps came from outside, making the thousands of nine-star chefs in the square stunned.

The evil-funny Jevre suddenly caused more than 9,000 nine-star chefs to line up in a neatly strode with each other under the leadership of Max.

Today is the big day in Kakatuos. As his disciple, Jevre will of course let all the restaurants in the First House be closed for one day.

Not to mention, at least the strength of the nine-star chefs in the Xuan level are more than 9,000 nine-star chefs, and their learning ability is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

With a little tip, you can achieve neat and neat results, and it is also arranged in the order of height and length.

Jevre wanted to choose a similar size to arrange the entire array, but unfortunately this is Kakamos City, with more than 9,000 nine-star chefs, including at least 200 races.

The shortest dwarf was no more than five feet tall, and the last few races standing in the team were more than twenty-seven feet tall, and Jevre was really powerless.

With one step at the same time, he walked into the square, and then shouted in unison under Max's shouting.

"Master Kakaquois, the new president!"

"Master Kakaquois, the new president!"

"Master Kakaquois, the new president!"

......

I have to say that the momentum was full of momentum, but the miscellaneous troops under Pattamanservis and Tony Maas were shocked.

"What the hell is it? Showing! Early in the morning, my ears are almost deaf."

"I'm afraid there are eight or nine thousand chefs. Lord Kakatuos is really enough..."

"Yes, this number is really too many people, I can't imagine it."

"You guys say less, you're looking at the adults' faces turned green, you're looking for death!"

"Yeah, don't talk, keep silent."

...........

"Kakatus, is this? You are quite imposing. Those who don't know think they are going to march and fight."

The old president, who was originally immersed in his memories, was suddenly disturbed by the unanimous cheers. He looked at it with interest, and a hint of chuckled at the corner of his wrinkled mouth.

"I don't know this, this Jevre did!"

Upon hearing this, Kakatuos was also full of surprise and involuntarily turned his attention to Jevre, who nodded slightly satisfied.

"Just just talked to Max and the others casually, but I didn't expect that they would make such a big noise. Teacher, Lord, sorry!"

Jevre scratched his head, unable to help but feel a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, it's okay! The young men are very energetic. When I see them, I feel like I have seen the chef union have a future."

The old president did not blame him, but instead looked at Jevre repeatedly.

"Jevre, it seems that your chef trainer is really amazing. Work hard and strive to train eight-star chefs in batches in the future. By then, you must be able to start a sect."

There is no sarcasm in the words, but it is like facing a nephew.

"Sir, you praise the boy too much, that's just a mess."

Jevre didn't dare to take the words out loud, it would destroy his personality.

After chatting for a few more words, the old president turned his hands behind his back and headed upstairs.

Kakatuos did not follow, but went to the square to say thanks, and then started talking to Pattamanservis and Tony Maas as if he was sure to win.

"Patamansseverus, you're like that. Work harder, the next president will be yours."

"Hmph! I'm not just taking advantage of my disciple's glory. I really think I don't know it! Shameless!"

Pattamanserves will not act favorably in public and will naturally take on his usual roles.

"That is, without Jevre's help, you will be that way."

Tony Mass' pupils tightened and blurted out without hesitation.
To be continued...