I have a restaurant in East Sakura

The visitor was over 1.9 meters tall, and he was considered a particularly prominent figure among Zhao Fuyu's diners.

After all, even if the body of Pirate World like Ace is different from that of ordinary people, he is not so tall.

White hair, black eye patch, and the most interesting thing is that with Zhao Fuyu's eyesight, he can keenly notice that the visitor's eyelashes are also white.

And has a pair of blue eyes with white mist.

Such obvious characteristics also made Zhao Fuyu startled for a moment, and then thought of what kind of world this character is.

It is the spell that returns to the world, it should be said that it is the world's ceiling combat power, there is absolutely no stronger modern magician, super magician, Gojo Satoru than him!

"If you think about it carefully, all the information here is in there."

"If you want to leave, you can do it anytime"

Zhao Fuyu was not in a hurry to receive this extremely popular character in the animation field.

Because there is a curse in his heart that is difficult for outsiders to detect, but absolutely cannot be concealed from Zhao Fuyu.

That is the basis for Gojo Satoru to become a super conjurer, or even the strongest conjurer in modern times.

Even Zhao Fuyu couldn't predict whether such a diner would be aggressive towards others.

In terms of safety, there is no need to worry, but there are incidents of attacking other diners, so it is not a good thing for the multi-world restaurant.

At least in Zhao Fuyu's opinion, this is an unacceptable taboo!

“Multiple world restaurant”

"So this is where you eat?"

Gojo Satoru didn't follow Zhao Fuyu's words to carefully check the things in his memory, but looked at everything around him curiously, and then smelled an inexplicable fragrance.

Then I saw Zhao Fuyu placed in the refrigerator and covered with a glass cover many ready-made dipping dishes.

"This is."

"Sichuan food?"

After smelling the smell, Gojo Satoru was very curious. He couldn't understand that such a power, such a place, was prepared for cooking, which was simply too weird.

In fact, up to now, he still doubts whether there is any special super magic spirit here to create the domain.

But when he sensed the surge of mana in his body, he was sure that this place was definitely not a so-called domain, especially the huge mountain-like pressure brought to him by the multi-world restaurant.

That is something that no magic spirit or magician has ever done.

Even heaven and earth can't reach the point where a soul like him trembles.

It is precisely because of this that he is even more surprised, what is so special about the cuisine here.

"Is there anything you want to eat?"

"These are grab-and-go appetizers to satisfy an empty mouth."

Indicating that he can choose by himself, Zhao Fuyu also introduced the way and origin of dipped vegetables.

It was at this moment that Wujo Wu suddenly realized that he and Zhao Fuyu did not speak the same language at all, but the communication between the two was so natural.

There are absolutely no information errors or omissions and errors.

This ability to subtly change people's minds is simply infinitely more terrifying than his 'Field: Infinite Space'!

'What a . . . strange place. '

Here Gojo Satoru could perceive the mantra power, and he could continue to refine the mantra power, but he didn't find any trace of the mantra power.

It's as if there has never been that kind of curse power here, but because it can adapt to any power flow, his curse power can continue to run.

The situation was so special that he couldn't help but feel a little tranced.

"Although I can make all the dishes on the tablet."

"However, if there is something you particularly want to eat, as long as I know how to cook it, I can cook it for you."

"Or you can propose a theme, and I will cook a dish for you based on it."

Ignoring the trance on Wutiao Wu's face, Zhao Fuyu finished what he should introduce, and put the tableware, even appetizers, stewed vegetables, cold dishes, and other things in front of Wutiao Wu on a table.

Then he returned to the cooking table and began to wait for the arrival of the next diner.

Or Wujo Wu's choice of cooking has ended, and Zhao Fuyu will only act again when he needs to cook!

The taste tends to be more Japanese, and because he often needs to use his brain, he is eager to supplement sweets. Gojo Satoru, who also likes sweetness, was not particularly interested in the dishes on the table.

Instead, focus on this special place.

He had a feeling that if he could understand a little mystery here, perhaps in his own world, he could truly reach the realm of invincibility.

At that time, neither the magician nor the magic spirit can stop what he is going to do.

But this trace of mystery is so incomprehensible.

Even if he has the most powerful conjurer blood, and the highest aptitude for thousands of years.

Also can only see such a trace of mysterious existence, to comprehend it? It is simply impossible.

On the contrary, the more you think, the more your brain consumes.

If he is a spell spirit, it is natural to use the spell power to restore consumption, but he is not.

Now he is still a human being, a human being with a physical body who lives and dies.

So he quickly felt the onset of hunger.

At this time, the stewed vegetables, cold dishes and dipped vegetables on the table not far from him became his biggest life-saving straw.

There was no time to waste time making redundant salutes.

Sitting on the chair, Gojo Satoru could feel a constant surge of appetite.

Even these things seemed quite strange to him.

But it also had a strong impact on him in terms of fragrance.

Especially the luster and taste emanating from the cold dishes and stewed vegetables made people feel intoxicated and scared.

In order to make myself more adaptable to the taste of the appetizers here.

Gojo Satoru chose the dipping dish that seemed to be more acceptable as his first dish.

Picking up a piece of thinly sliced ​​meat that should be elbow or pork belly, the crystal body has a translucent thickness.

Just let him dip half a slice of seasoning on the dipping water, this is also the way Zhao Fuyu explained clearly when he introduced it before.

At this moment, the red oil dipped in the water, the taste of copying soy sauce and minced garlic wafted up.

Give Gojo Satoru's appetite a strong bombardment!

He never thought that he would have such a desire for such a dish.

The chopsticks impatiently put it into his mouth, followed by the slices of meat that seemed to melt away at any moment, and the extremely elastic and smooth taste, which made it impossible for him to express the taste in his mouth with words.

The compound spices and spicy aroma of red oil, along with the soy sauce in the replica soy sauce, the sweet aroma of brown sugar, and the fragrance of vegetables all burst out.

The perfect fusion with the aroma of minced garlic formed a taste that Gojo Satoru couldn't understand.

It was as if in a sea of ​​red sauce, a happy pig hugged him and swam in it.

That is, in the final aftertaste at the end, the meaty aroma in the meat is perfectly overlapped, giving him the illusion of dancing with pigs.

And it was at this moment that he sensed the magic power in his body, as if it had been diluted by some unknown force.

No... It's not diluting, but purifying, turning into a more special kind of power, small and inconspicuous, but it is clearly different from the huge mantra in his body at the same time.

And has unimaginable vitality!