MTL - Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant (A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World)-Chapter 2405 You... didn't sleep last night?

Early this morning, the first guest greeted by the restaurant was Michael.

The bell rang as soon as McGonagall came downstairs.

"The city lord arrived so early, the restaurant has not yet opened." McGonagall smiled and opened the door.

"Coming so early to bother Mr. Mai, you should know what I am here for." Michael also looked at McGonagall with a smile, "Don't you ask me to go in for a meeting?"

"Please come in." McGonagall stepped aside, and when Michael entered the door, he closed it again.

"Presumably Boss Mai has already heard about what happened to the Elves. I wonder what do you think?" Michael asked straightaway, looking at McGonagall.

McGonagall knew that Michael had guessed his identity, but he was a wise man, so if you don't click on it, then everyone will continue to act.

"There is no clue yet, but it should have nothing to do with the old dominators." McGonagall said.

He didn't plan to tell the third party about the underground city. After all, his face had not been completely torn, and McGonagall was still waiting for the attitude of the people behind Xi.

There cannot be only one voice in a world.

They have painstakingly isolated the communication between the two worlds, completely concealed the dungeon, and controlled and arrested those who crossed the boundary, indicating that their power holders should be unwilling to allow the two worlds to collide and exchange.

"The deaths of the Elf Queen and Helena are extremely shocking for all races, and we don't know anything about our opponents." Michael looked at McGonagall, "If it wasn't the old ruler, who had it? Such a powerful strength?"

"There may be some powerful existences that we don't know exist on the Nolan continent, such as the sealed old dominators, or the lurking strong ones." McGonagall said frankly, "Of course, the ones that can be killed, then Unworthy to be called the Dominator of the old days."

Michael's eyelids twitched, and he was somewhat worried about the fate of the various races on the Nolan continent.

However, McGonagall said that even though the monster was killed with a single sword, the terrifying power of fighting against the elf clan powerhouse alone, causing the queen and the high priest to die from exhaustion, still made all clan fears.

McGonagall's strength has surpassed the scope of tenth level, and should be included in the legendary **** realm.

But among the various races, there is no such strong person.

If these powerful monsters reappear on the territories of various races, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Don't look at me, I'm just a cook. The tofu brain has just been prepared. Would you like a portion?" McGonagall turned into the kitchen, and his voice came out from the kitchen.

"Give me an exception and pack a copy. My wife said that she hadn't eaten tofu for many days, and she talked to me yesterday." Michael stood at the kitchen door and said with a smile, begging a little.

McGonagall glanced at him and thought: "How fast are you?"

"Within three minutes." Michael said, patting his chest.

"Then you still have to pay attention. Normal men spend more than three minutes." McGonagall looked at Michael with some pity, "If you have nothing to do, you can come to the restaurant to eat more Buddha jump over the wall, this is a big supplement."

McGonagall still packed Michael two portions of tofu brains, one sweet and the other salty, and by the way, he also took the portion of his eldest lady.

"This kind of thing is useless, everything has to be done slowly." McGonagall patted Michael on the shoulder and said earnestly.

Michael looked at McGonagall and felt that there was something in his words, but no matter how good the taste was.

"Thanks." Michael took a dragon coin and placed it on the table, consciously packed three bowls of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and then left with satisfaction.

McGonagall knew that Michael was indeed very fast, and he was able to send the two portions of tofu brain back to his home within the best time to eat the tofu brain, which was much better than a certain group.

As for Michael's previous words, they were also in his expectation.

The tribes have not yet escaped from the shadow of the old dominators, and now there is a sudden death of the Elf Queen and Helena. This unknown and powerful existence is often even more frightening.

"What did the woman say yesterday?" Irina came downstairs in her tulle pajamas, her long, round legs looming between the skirts.

"Ah...you didn't sleep yesterday?" McGonagall felt a little frustrated.

Irina pulled up a chair, sat on the opposite side of McGonagall with her white legs folded, and said with a sneer: "Hehe, get me drunk, and then carry me and other women to drink and eat. Isn’t it fun to hook up with meat?"

"First of all, you are drunk yourself, there is no such thing as drinking alcohol!

Secondly, I am not hooking up, but the necessary entertainment at work!

Finally, it's not good at all!

Fighting monsters during the day and being a spiritual mentor at night. In the middle of the night, I have to prepare a table of dishes to entertain customers. After sending the customers away, I have to clean up the table. Then I stayed up all night to do the relationship spectrum. I got up early in the morning and cooked. business……"

The more McGonagall talked, the more he felt wronged.

For whom is it so bitter, so tired?

Irina stared at McGonagall for a while, unmoved, but quietly said: "Why do you want me to praise you?"

"That's not necessary. Yesterday the woman came to ask for something. I gave her half, and I asked her to call someone who can take care of the rest. She didn't use her words." McGonagall straightened his attitude immediately.

"Don't you worry that they will gather a few gods to kill you first?"

"If they don't mind that the dungeon is completely exposed, they can try." McGonagall smiled, showing some confidence.

"What if they sent this mech?"

"Now I can only take a gamble. The dungeon is not a monolithic one, and the power behind Xi just doesn't deal with the control power of this mecha monster." McGonagall said freely, "If the gambling wins, we may have one more friend and lose the gambling. If it's done, then it can only be done desperately."

"How sure are you?"

"80%."

"Ok?"

"If the forces behind Xi are the mecha controllers, she would not have come last night. The normal operation is: two extraordinary men fell from the sky last night and completely destroyed the Maimi restaurant."

Irina was thoughtful, and with her clever mind, she quickly figured out the reason.

"So, you took a gamble with us last night?"

"I borrowed the trident from Xiao Gu to stand on the roof. It can avoid lightning to some extent. It's not completely out of chance." McGonagall said calmly.

He didn't sleep all night last night, in addition to reading, he actually had a bit of caution.

"What to eat in the morning?" McGonagall asked with a smile.

"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge and tofu brain." Irina said without hesitation.

"Hey..."

A baby's cry sounded from upstairs.

McGonagall and Irina looked at each other and fell silent.

"You have experience, you go." Irina said.

"You brought it back, should you go?" McGonagall tried to shirk responsibility.

"Little Yayi is obedient, don't cry or cry, my aunt will take you downstairs to eat." Jina's gentle voice sounded along the stairs with the sound of footsteps.