Start in Another World With All Cooking Skills

"As you can see, these two monster materials are left here by my friend." Donne said with certainty, and it was true.

The existence of the horned rabbit is probably related to the game system on him.

It is impossible for Don to say it directly, so he can only make friends out of nothing.

"Then, where did your friend, Mr. Donne, get these materials?" Crick continued to ask.

"He didn't say too much about this, and I didn't ask too much." Don continued to play sloppy.

"Then, do I have a chance to meet that friend of yours?" Crick seemed not to give up.

Don: ...

Why is this guy so stubborn?

"My friend is an adventurer, dedicated to conquering the relics of gods all over the world. When he goes out for adventures, he may not be able to contact anyone for a few months, or a year or two, so now I am also looking for Not to him."

Dawn had no choice but to continue to enrich the personality of his [friend].

This adventurer design was almost fabricated by Dawn, but once he said this, he wanted to praise his wit!

What career is more suitable for your non-existent friend than an adventurer with high risk and high mortality, who may die in an unknown corner someday?

At the end, Don added quite sincerely: "When my friend comes back, I will definitely introduce you to each other."

"That's right." Crick nodded slightly regretfully.

"However, my friend is very concerned about the monsters that produce these two materials. If you know what this monster is, Mr. Crick, I will thank you for my friend first." Dawn tried to continue the topic .

When Crick introduced himself to Dawn earlier, he didn't mention his dazzling surname Phoenix, but only said that his name was Crick.

So Don called the little boy Mr. Crick.

"Oh, I may have seen a similar monster in an ancient book. Pink, with right-hand spiral textured horns."

"However, the content in that book is not detailed. I only remember this kind of horned rabbit, which was a monster that existed a long time ago. Long ago, people seemed to call this monster a [messenger]. "

Crick told his own impression that it might fit the description of the horned rabbit's book, and he didn't hide anything.

Is an honest child.

"The [messenger] long, long ago..." Dorn stroked his chin.

"Mr. Dorn." Crick spoke again, with a perplexed expression, "If possible, I hope to buy or borrow these two sets of monster materials from you and your friends."

"After all, this thing belongs to my friend. I can't sell it directly for him, but if you want to borrow it, how do you want to borrow it?" Don thought for a moment and asked back.

"I will pay the rent that satisfies you. Mainly, I want my teacher to also take a look at these two monster materials. The teacher must be able to see more information than me. Moreover, these two materials may be very worthy of research."

"That's not impossible. But speaking of the teacher you mentioned, research...Mr. Crick, I just wanted to ask, do you know much about monsters?" Don thought in his heart. A little guesswork.

"I studied monster science with Teacher Alfonso since I was a child, so I know a little bit about monsters."

"So, you are a monster scholar, right?" Donne suppressed the excitement in his heart.

"That's right." Creek scratched his head.

"Mr. Crick, please follow me! I'll show you something good!"

Unexpectedly, a few days ago, I was still wondering where to find a monster expert, and today this expert delivered the goods to my door!

The monsters in the basement are saved!

Now Don was really excited, grabbed Crick's wrist, and dragged him into the basement without any explanation.

But this frail noble boy was dragged and ran a long way before he could react at all.

"Mr. Dorn! Wait! Wait!"

The figures of the two disappeared into the restaurant hall, leaving only the rest of them in a mess.

After being stunned for a while, Veronica stood up with a "huo".

Did that bold chef abduct his younger brother in front of his face just now?

Where is this trouble coming from?

"Miss, don't get excited. I think Little Dawn just wants to show Mr. Crick some monster eggs in the basement." Gonzalez explained.

After hearing the key word [monster egg], Veronica sat down again.

...

In the basement.

Crick, who was dragged and screaming, became extremely quiet when he entered the basement.

"Mr. Dorn, is this your egg?" The red-haired aristocratic boy said excitedly.

"Uh... It should be said that these are the monster eggs I collected."

"Yes, yes, that's what I meant. Mr. Dorn, where did this monster egg come from? I don't think I've seen anything like it before!" Crick's tone was still excited, incomparably and purely excited.

"This is my friend, who brought it out from the ruins and gave it to me." Don explained in this way.

"Is it the monster in the ruins?" Crick's eyes almost lit up, "Is it that adventurer friend again?"

"That's right."

"Mr. Dorn's friend is really amazing, I can't wait to get to know him!" Crick said.

If his words were spoken by other people, such as Kloss, Dawn would probably think that it was a grotesque.

But this red-haired noble boy seems to be serious...

Therefore, Dawn couldn't think of any response, so he could only laugh dryly, and then changed the subject:

"Mr. Crick, if I want to hatch these three monster eggs, do you have any good suggestions?"

Crick didn't answer directly, but just nodded towards Dawn.

Afterwards, Dawn felt that the temperature in this basement had risen significantly.

The temperature in the basement kept climbing, then slowly stabilized.

Because of his career as a chef, Don is very sensitive to temperature. He can tell that the temperature in the basement has risen to between 37°C and 38°C.

A temperature suitable for the birth of life.

"This?" Don asked in surprise.

And Crick showed him a gem-like, red strip-shaped crystal in his hand:

"As long as you can skillfully use the magical red stone, you can control the temperature changes in a small area, so that the monster eggs can be hatched smoothly. We usually use this method to hatch all kinds of monster eggs."

Don nodded.

Is there such a convenient tool?

Sure enough, professional shots are different.

"Well, Mr. Crick, I still have two kinds of relic monsters. If possible, I would also like to ask your opinion on breeding them." Dawn said sincerely.

"And... more?"