Chapter 45: Put mustard on Rumsey's face
"You asked me to predict." The prophetic bird made another strange cry like a hen laying eggs.
“Forget it, I won’t bully you today.” Rumsey snorted.
A table of dishes was quickly cooked by Belsay.
Even Belsay's greedy mouth was filled with fiery red light flowing down.
What the hell... I'm eating flour all day long in a different dimension, and I also want to eat some food.
Yes!
Why don’t I bring some food in?
I will prepare some food later and take it to another dimension to eat.
Kesi couldn't bear it for a long time. Every time Belsay cooked a dish, Kesi immediately stepped forward to take the first bite. With each bite, her willow eyebrows danced.
Rumsey also tasted deliciously, and the elephant's trunk swayed back and forth in excitement.
The prophecy bird also jumped around to enjoy the food, and kept making strange sounds like a hen laying eggs.
It can be said that by the time Belsay finished cooking the 20 dishes, each person, one elephant and one bird had almost eaten.
Belsay has nothing to complain about. After all, he is just a clone now. Even if the food is eaten, it will be completely destroyed by pure divine power.
"I suddenly felt that it was a pity not to let this kid become a cook." Rumsey licked a stick bone and kept sighing.
"I feel the same way." Kesi nodded with deep understanding, feeling that Rumsey was right.
"But judging from the prospects of the entire universe, it is better to let this kid become a Kaioshin." Rumsey sighed again, slurped his bone marrow again, and was in a good mood.
At this time, Belsay had finished cooking all the dishes.
"Boy, come here." Rumsey pointed to the chair next to him with his elephant trunk.
Berset: "..."
Can the nose still be used like this?
Beersay did not go over, but said lightly: "If you have anything to say, just tell me."
"Boy, you have already heard what that old guy from Gervase said about the work of Kaioshin. Are you ready?" Rumsey chewed the bone marrow and said to Belsay.
“Creating the planet, creating humans, and maintaining peace in the universe are nothing more than these three points, right?” Belsey made a simple summary.
"Yes, it basically includes these three points." Rumsey was very satisfied with Belset's performance and asked, "Then do you know what the work of the God of Destruction is?"
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"What does it have to do with me?" Berser said angrily.
Rumsey: "..."
Rumsey suddenly felt a little incompetent.
Why doesn’t this kid play his cards according to the routine?
“Boy, you must listen carefully to me!” Rumsey bared his teeth and shook his elephant trunk and said, “The main job of the God of Destruction is to destroy some useless planets! You understand. ”
"I understand. You want me to help you do the work of the God of Destruction while creating the planet?" Belsey said.
"You are so smart, that's it!" Rumsey chuckled.
"I've done your work, what are you doing?" Belsey asked with a smile.
“Of course I lay down for a while!” Rumsey snorted, “Boy, you have to figure one thing out. I was the one who took you away from that planet called Planet Vegeta! If it weren't for me, that planet would have been destroyed by Frieza sooner or later! You would have died along with that planet's destruction! "
"I admit it." Belsey nodded seriously, picked up a tube of horseradish and squeezed it onto the plate.
Rumsey looked at Belset's movements and said nothing.
"To express my gratitude, this is the matcha I specially made, especially for Mr. Rumsey." Belsay handed the plate over with one hand.
"Huh, that's pretty much it." Rumsey was very satisfied with Belset's performance and looked at the green horseradish on the plate.
This thing is called matcha?
The name sounds so nice!
It should be delicious.
"But you knocked me out and didn't let me say goodbye to my family. What should I say?" Belsay took the plate back again.
"Boy, these are two different things!" Rumsey was anxious and quickly stepped forward to grab the plate. Belsay jumped back and put some distance between himself and Rumsey.
“Give me the matcha!” Rumsey glared at Belset.
"No!" Berser said, and dipped his finger into a mouthful of mustard and tasted it in his mouth.
But the current Belsey is just a clone. If this thing is eaten in the mouth and fed back to the real body, it will naturally not have much taste.
“It’s delicious, it’s delicious.” Belsay said, and glanced in the direction of the prophetic bird.
Prophecy Bird: "????"
Prophecy Bird is a little confused.
Didn’t you say it’s better to use chili?
Why did you switch to matcha?
Oh, the pepper was used just now!
“Bring it here, or don’t blame me for being rude to you!” Rumsey snorted and glared at Belset.
“Here you go!” Belsay casually threw the plate directly to Rumsey from a distance.
"That's pretty much it. You're a smart kid!" Rumsey smiled proudly and reached out to take the plate.
At this moment, the prophetic bird suddenly moved.
“Whoa!”
The prophecy bird flapped its wings fiercely.
A strong wind suddenly rose and hit the plate.
Suddenly, the flying plate suddenly turned 90 degrees and hit Rumsey in the face.
Rumsey snorted coldly, tilted his head and tried to hide away.
The scepter in Kesi’s hand moved slightly.
“Whoops!”
The speed of the plate increased several times ten times.
"Bang!"
The plate with mustard was directly pressed against Rumsey's face.
Rumsey: "..."
"I'm going to practice, you guys eat slowly." After Belsay said these words, he immediately used teleportation and disappeared in a flash. .
The next moment, Belsey kept using teleportation to hone this unique skill of Kaioshin.
Rumsey immediately took the plate away from his face and wiped his face with his hands.
Then, Rumsey felt a burning pain on his face.
Immediately afterwards, Rumsey wiped his face with his nose.
It doesn't matter just this rub, Rumsey felt a strange smell in his nose...
Then, Rumsey dipped his hand into a little mustard and took a sip.
"Bang!"
In just a moment, Rumsey's face turned from pink to green.
“Whoops!”
Rumsey shot high into the sky like a cannonball, instantly piercing a decorative planet.
"What did Belsay give Rumsey? Isn't it matcha?" the prophet bird asked strangely.
"Oh my, it doesn't seem to be the case." Kesi shook her head and suggested to the prophet bird, "Why don't you quickly find a place to hide?"
"Giggle! You're right, I have to hide quickly. Get up." The prophecy bird shook its head, flapped its wings and flew quickly into the distance, and landed on a fiery red ground, and soon disappeared without a trace.
Only Kesi did not hide, still enjoying the food with her delicious little mouth, and watching Rumsey's performance in the sky from time to time.
Asking for a monthly ticket! ! !
(End of this chapter)