How I Ruled the World by Cooking

The new teacher came really quickly.

According to a classmate of Eugene who did not want to disclose his gender, he was dawdling in the classroom with his friends that day, and everyone was singing and dancing, having a great time.And he alone put his feet up on the table very maturely, counting how many rhinestones just fell off his little leather shoes.The sun was warm and everything was thriving and looking so beautiful.

Then the teacher suddenly appeared.

He was an elf, and he was tall. Anyway, Eugene could probably reach his shoulders when he stood up.He was handsome, with emerald eyes the color of a summer forest.The new teacher was wearing a dark green mage robe, a pair of half-rim glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his long gray hair was casually tied behind his head, trembling slightly with his regular and elegant steps.

Then he turned his head, rolled his eyes, and smiled slightly: "From today on, I will be your acting mentor."

......

......That is impossible.

With his ass, he knew that it was impossible for the bishop to run out and wander around. It is a thousand-year-old mystery in God's Blessing Continent that this elf boss known for his hard work and self-denial can still have a head of thick long hair.Since sneaking into the dormitory to feed Eugene that afternoon, the archbishop seemed to have disappeared and never appeared in front of him again.Eugene is a bit inexplicable, but he also has an advantage. Just forget about things that you can't figure out.

The prerequisite is that he is not hungry. In fact, since he drank that small drink, he has not thought of looking for something to eat for a long time.He tied up the new bottle with the pink ribbon that fell off his skirt, tied a small pink bow on the mouth of the bottle, and placed it on the window sill for viewing every day.Watching it, I started drooling and giggling.

You still want to eat, no matter how full you are, as long as you see it, you want to eat.

But if you are poor, you will have nothing after eating (;'д') ゞ.

On the school side, Eugene Walker became the new acting tutor and first-year head of the department after unanimously and strongly recommended by the students. Instructor Rosa Evelyn served.It was a gentle old lady who really wore glasses. She was a pretty good pharmacist, but she knew nothing about cooking.

"In this way, I can..." Eugene introduced himself.

"No, you can't." Dean Evelyn said decisively, "Before your Dean Hall is discharged from the hospital, I hope that your acting mentor will stop going to the stove."

In the end, the stir-fried potato shreds did not find out where the process went wrong, but it just had problems everywhere.The half of the ground potato seemed to have mutated, and it was quite poisonous, but the problem was that the other half was put in other students' pots separately, and it was intact without any abnormality.

The researchers scratched their heads and studied day and night. The deacon from the temple quarreled with the great magister of the mage tower, and finally came to a specious conclusion: there is a problem with the fire.

However, the transformation spar used for ignition has been completely discarded after use, leaving only a pool of debris. Even if it is sent to the temple for review by the cardinal, the source cannot be found.Eugene knew that the suppression of this matter had absolutely nothing to do with Constantine, so he had no choice but to settle down, and it was best not to cause more trouble before he could control it with his own ability.

What Eugene didn't expect was that, after he finally stopped looking for trouble, someone would take the initiative to find him.

Rob Williams, a third-year student in the Department of Medicine and Food, was beaten. It is said that the opposite was just a freshman from the Knight Academy. He was born in a noble family. His white hair was scratched like a bald head.

For some reason, a group of third-year students in the Department of Medicine and Food who were crushed by the freshmen were stunned on the spot and didn't dare to say a single piece of nonsense. They came back with their injuries in desperation, and then went to Eugene immediately.

The prefect of the third grade is also a nobleman, but in the upper circle of the first district, a person like him with poor qualifications and not particularly bright mind, if he is not enough to be favored by the elders, he will basically live a good life. Worse than the poor.If it is impossible to find Arnold Owen through the family behind him, it can only become one of the sand sculpture news of the new year.Bartholomew lay on the grass without aristocratic airs, holding Eugene's calf and crying: "You are the only one in our courtyard who is favored by God, Mr. Walker, you have to be the master for us!"

Eugene: "...you get up first."

"I don't!" The crying on the other side became louder, smelling the tears of those who were sad, "You are the mentor of our lives, the dawn of the whole department! Poison them to death!"

Poison you MB Lao Tzu is a dish!vegetable!

The quiet and beautiful Luna Lake, like a crescent moon, is known as one of the most romantic scenic spots in Guangming College. Many students kiss me and talk about love here all the year round.Sitting on the soft grass, with the breeze blowing in your face, leaning against your loved ones and watching the black and white swans floating on the lake playing and looking for food, how refreshing is it.

Especially recently, the light of new life will stroll here almost every morning after [-] o'clock, sitting on the grass and basking in the sun.Sometimes it is a girl as gorgeous and eye-catching as a black swan, and sometimes as a clear and beautiful boy like a white swan. His figure not only drives a large number of single dogs regardless of gender to frantically watch prpr, even some young couples have to sneak together Come over and try to sit closer.

[It is forbidden to take pictures here, this person is strictly forbidden to strike up a conversation, and those who violate it will be dragged out to fight in groups!

Didn't you see someone wearing an engagement ring on his finger? No one wants to eat the beautiful boy we can't get, you bastard!

Sooner or later, the owner of the other pair of rings will also be dragged out and beaten, you bastard! 】

——Poison Money Support Club·Xuan

But this calm was broken today.

Actually!someone!dare!In broad daylight!hold on!Lord Eugene!That!Slender and elegant!calves!

what! ! ! ! !

Groundhogs all over the grass are rioting.

Eugene: "Forget it." Brother, I can't save you either.

"But for the sake of your desolation." He squatted on the ground and poked the senior who was spread out like a dead dog after the riot, and the crumpled horse chestnut vine embroidery on his cuffs, "I will help you as much as I can." Bar."

I just want to study hard and stir up the muddy water, why did it become like this?

Sure enough, it's because of her natural beauty that she can't give up on herself, ah, what a sin.

Huh hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee.

Accepting the appeal from the third grader, Eugene visited Anthony Hall in the hospital the next day.

"It's obviously not your fault. Alas, you are such a good boy." The dean was so moved that he wanted to get up in a hospital gown and a white pointed hat, "Come on, here is the key to the vegetable garden. They are all ordinary plants with no offensive power, you can practice with confidence."

Halfway through his climb, he was pushed back by the beautiful catwoman nurse sister.

Thin waist, long breasts, long thighs, and such a hot figure, it's the one at the freshman registration office, but I didn't expect it to be from the Department of Healing.

"Is this really okay?" Eugene said a few polite words, and put the key in his pocket unambiguously.

"Only you can give full play to its effect, and you can't live up to my ardent expectations." Anthony Hall said with a smile, "Speaking of this vegetable garden, it was developed by my late wife when she was in school. .”

dead wife?Eugene was taken aback.

The dragon slayer... 40 years ago... the dead wife... he felt something loose in his head.

Don't think about it.A thin, little devil-like voice said, it will be very troublesome, very troublesome.

The trouble that makes you rather squat in a goblin village, eating black bread for a living.

"Haha, that's not because I put gold on my face." Anthony Hall thought his silence was to express his speechlessness, and laughed heartily. Almost now!"

Eugene and Catwoman rolled their eyes at him.

"It's you who will stalk you, uncle." Catwoman crossed her arms and sneered, "I heard that you used a plow to plow the whole field in the middle of the night in order to make it easier for Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess to grow vegetables?"

"You, how do you know!?" Anthony Hall was shocked, "No, how could I do that kind of thing!"

Hey, it's been revealed...

I didn't expect this person's character to be so stupid.Eugene tilted his head helplessly, blew a kiss to Sister Catwoman, and slipped away.With this key, does he still need to cook?

Of course it is!

As long as he keeps practicing, one day he will cook non-toxic dishes!

And before that, which cuties I want to catch to test the poison... It's up to you, Arnold Owen!

Catwoman giggled behind him: "Come again next time, sir~"

Anthony Hall: "Who do you think I am?"

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The tenth district, the abyss of depravity.

In this vast land of depravity, which is collectively called the "Tenth District" by the major races of the light camp, there are murders, deceptions, plunders, etc., all you can think of, and you can't imagine at all. ugly scene.

Since the Dark God was defeated and wiped out thousands of years ago, the three upper gods under him—the "God of Distortion" Dolph who controls goblins, dwarves, goblins and other alien races; Philip, the "God of Fallen" of the elves, and Pendragon, the "God of Poison" who controls the orcs, were either killed or fell into a deep sleep on their own initiative.The middle gods and lower gods under their banner are unwilling to be controlled by the temple, and they are still entrenched here, growing with endless negative power, hoping to break through the boundaries one day and regain their "deserved" territory.

They don't care how the residents under their territory live. For the dark gods that grow out of these filth, the people are just food.And only need to expand the territory, will naturally be able to have more food.One day, a new "God of Darkness" will be born from among them.

On such a chaotic and twisted land, in a dirty and dilapidated alley, a black gap quietly opened in midair.

The author has something to say: Archbishop: Okay, I understand, the arrangement is on.

There is also Raphael, the goddess of ice and snow, and Euphemia, the princess. For some reason, I especially like the pronunciation of ph in English names (￣▽￣)"

And there's a guy whose name isn't really a name, so he broke the formation?

PS. To start preparing for the review, the head iron directly pulls out the network cable, and all the latest updates are automatically spit out from the manuscript box, wave [I don’t know when I can release myself from the little black room, sad.jpg