【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

Although the girl's expression is pitiful, touching, and soft enough.

Xiao Slice still didn’t agree.

It looked at the girl meaningfully.

Was she completely unaware of the fact that she was under house arrest?

Even if this cage is gorgeous and warm, even if the prisoner himself is willing to step into the cage——

In fact, she was still under house arrest.

Others may not know the concept of this basement, but Dotore's body and slices will not be unaware of it.

They were originally one person and had no secrets from each other.

Except this basement.

After it was built, Dotore did not allow any slice to set foot here.

It is also the first time for Xiao Slice to enter here.

The steps to open the door here are even more insane, and even require the blood of Dotore.

That madman.

But looking at the man in front of him, he had no consciousness of being under house arrest.

Look at her habits again——

Probably the guy in the main body also indulged her a lot.

Small slices cannot understand what the main body is thinking.

So much trouble——

Just to hide a woman?

This basement may have had other, more serious uses in the past.

But now, this woman's playground is completely in front of her.

Little Slice went to the study and found a large cabinet of light novels.

It's so depraved, the original body.

Fortunately, the time of the slice stopped in a sense, otherwise it would really not dare to think that it would grow into a lunatic like the original body.

Actually wasting time on this.

I was cursing the small slices of the main body. At this moment, three dishes and one soup have been prepared. I am pouring a spoonful of hot oil on the last dish, and finally bringing it to the dining table in the restaurant. I even wiped my hands on the apron. , and rubbed the head of the girl with a disappointed face to express comfort.

Did Dotore know how to cook well in his early years?

Putting aside the taste, these dishes look edible.

The girl had been eating Duo Tuore's "Technology and Hard Work" for many days, or the packaged food from outside restaurants. When she saw such normal food, she felt like she was in another world, and she didn't dare to eat chopsticks for a while.

It was obvious that Little Slice had not seen Dotori's craftsmanship, and it could not imagine that in addition to its brains, it also had cooking skills that were getting more and more outrageous. It just thought it was a girl throwing a tantrum.

"Even if you go on a hunger strike, I won't let you go out. I advise you to be smarter and make yourself suffer less."

"what."

The girl obediently picked up her chopsticks and placed a large piece of scrambled egg on the rice.

It turns out that there is also a method of hunger strike.

Although I don’t know when I will need it, I will save it for now.

Seeing that the girl had already started to eat, Xiao Siao Siao subconsciously nodded with satisfaction, took off his apron and walked to the kitchen——

Cleaning up the kitchen where you have just finished cooking is an important finishing touch to a cooking show, so everyone knows.

To be honest, at first, the girl felt that Xiaochiao's statement that she was a "nanny" was a bit angry and exaggerated.

But for now, it seems that he is not too competent.

He even asked the girl what she wanted to eat next while washing the dishes.

When the girl walked to the bathroom with the dirty clothes basket, he was still a small slice, and snatched the pile of dirty clothes that stood out from the girl's hand, with a look of disgust on his face, and said viciously:

"Don't let me wash your own underwear, you can handle it yourself."

After saying that, he took the dirty clothes and left, leaving the girl who was still frozen with a look of astonishment on her face.

what?

The girl lowered her head and looked at her flexed fingers closing in the air, then looked up at the small slice that had disappeared around the corner.

Damn, he seems to be really professional.

The girl is still a little sleepy, but unlike the main body, the little slice will come to wake the girl up.

The tone is not very good:

"It's time to eat. Don't expect me to bring you food to bed."

"Ha~" the girl yawned, and a few tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes.

Then she used a soft voice, perhaps a little provocative:

"is it not OK?"

"..."

"Eat it or not."

Then Xiao Slice walked away quickly.

Fortunately, he walked fast enough so that the girl couldn't see the burning ears.

The girl had no habit of eating in bed, so she said this just to tease her boyfriend from the "past".

After wiping away her tears, the girl was slowly getting ready to get up when Xiaoshuai opened the door again and entered.

He was holding a bed table that he didn’t know where it came from.

He raised his head and glanced at the girl who was halfway out of bed, his red eyes filled with impatience:

"Lie down if you want to eat."

Although she didn't realize what was going on, the girl still retracted her legs with a confused look on her face. After setting up the table with an impatient expression, Xiao Siao Siao then turned around and left. The girl subconsciously stretched her neck to look around and waited for a while. , only to see Slice come in with a big bowl.

This big bowl is very cute, with the image of Lannaro printed on the bright yellow background. Even the handle of the spoon has the image of Lannaro made of ceramics.

Yes, in order to make it easier for the girl to eat in bed, Xiao Slice directly prepared a bibimbap bento for the girl. The dishes were neatly piled on top of the rice. I don’t know if it was the girl’s illusion, but she always felt that the amount seemed to be Her usual food intake is more than double.

"...It was bought by the main body, it's none of my business."

"I know." The girl hugged the bowl with both hands, "It's quite cute."

Xiao Slice glanced at the bowl, then looked away as if he had been burned, and muttered in a low voice:

"childish."

It was indeed childish for Dotore.

From an early age, he understood that he was a genius.

Then his childhood fun turned into all kinds of research, so that in the end, ordinary research could no longer stimulate his brain - he needed stimulation, more stimulation.

Only enough stimulation would prevent his genius brain from falling into fatigue.

It would be a shame if such a talented brain got tired or bored.

He began to think about what could make him feel enough stimulation——

Anyway, it is definitely not those formulas that can be deduced at a glance or those potions with mediocre effects and no new ideas.

Until one day, he heard his classmates talking about the Eye of God——

He has that thing, but he has never cared about it, but judging from their attitude, it seems that they are yearning for this?

God?

In the current atmosphere of Xumi, the fanatical pursuit of knowledge can even be higher than the respect and love for gods.

The young Dotore looked at his hands, which were covered with traces of knife edges and drug corrosion.

God, is it amazing?

It seems so?

What if——

Dotore raised his hands high, above his head, and finally blocked the lights above.

What would happen if I used these hands to subvert the gods?