Start in Another World With All Cooking Skills

[Plague]: "Then you go and get ready, we will leave for the black mist immediately when everything is ready, and I will wait for you in this room. Eh? Don't you think that what I say is like sending out missions in an RPG game NPC?"

Don: ...

Don't make trouble, sister.

Although I think the joke made by the big sister of the evil god is not so funny, but before setting off for the black mist, Dawn really wants to do something.

So, he temporarily left the hall room where he had a secret meeting with the big sister of the evil god, and after simply asking the ascetic pope, he was taken to the south-central part of the holy city by a nun.

I came to a simple and gloomy, religious two-story building.

"The Archbishop Daya is here."

The young nun was terrified when facing Donne.

The little nun didn't know the identity of this black-haired gentleman, but only knew that he could take it calmly when he was with the Pope, talking and laughing happily.

It must be a great big man.

"Thank you." Donne nodded politely to the little nun.

The latter had a red face, lowered his head and continued to lead the way.

In this two-story building, the overall style is still gloomy. At the end of the corridor on the first floor, there is a small room with an iron door, and two young priests, a man and a woman, are on duty outside.

The autumn afternoon sun shines in through the colored windows at the end of the corridor, making it colorful.

It adds some religious tranquility to the original gloomy atmosphere.

"Sister Carritan." The two priests greeted in low voices.

Although the little nun who led the way here was a little apprehensive in the face of Donne, she was actually working in the hall of God and belonged to the people in front of the pope and cardinals. Ordinary members of the holy city still respected her.

"This gentleman wants to visit Archbishop Daya." The little nun nodded towards the two priests.

The young male clergyman was in a bit of a dilemma: "But the Pope has ordered that food can only be delivered to Archbishop Daya through the dining opening under the iron gate, and the iron gate cannot be opened under any circumstances."

Carita: "But this is the Pope's order."

"We know what you said, Sister Carritan, is definitely true, but...the two of us don't have the key." The female priest spread her hands, and she didn't look like she was lying.

At this time, Dawn, who hadn't spoken much, finally spoke, in his usual calm tone: "It doesn't matter if you don't need to open the iron door."

As soon as the words fell, a white mist appeared and quickly disappeared. In such a blink of an eye, Dawn's figure appeared behind the iron gate.

Only three clergymen were left in the corridor with stunned faces, completely unresponsive.

Behind the iron gate is an independent room with complete facilities, where Don saw Daya as he wished.

When I saw Baimao Luoli, she was sitting in front of the dining table in the room, with some half-eaten dishes in front of her.

The portions of these dishes are not many, but there are all grilled meat and vegetables, and the food is quite nutritious and balanced.

Moreover, probably because Cardinal Meyer took the lead in innovating the food in the Holy City, the grades of these food dishes in front of Daya are not bad, at least B grade.

Compared with the previous white boiled chicken, the white boiled green pepper is much better.

"Mr. Goom?" The white-haired Lolita saw Donne appear through the white mist, and hurriedly swallowed the big mouthful of food in her mouth, with a surprised expression on her face.

"Good afternoon, Daya." Dawn greeted first, and then spoke again after thinking for a while, "I just came to see your situation, I heard...uh..."

"It seems that the master has heard about what happened to me in Tazan. Sorry, it's all because of my lack of ability."

The white-haired loli looked ashamed.

For her, letting the object of her admiration see her failure, embarrassment, and embarrassment is not a good feeling.

"No, what you've done is good enough." Don shook his head.

Daya didn't answer, and then, like a distracted elementary school student in class, his attention began to wander.

The eyes that were originally focused on Dawn slowly fell on the unfinished dishes on the table.

"Ah, ah." The white-haired Lolita was in a daze for two seconds, "Sorry, sir. I'm so hungry, I can't control it."

Don: ...

Before coming here, he had learned the general situation of Daya from the big sister of the evil god.

The consequences of being stared directly at by the evil god's eyes of [Famine] should have been very serious, at least they would become fallen on the spot.

However, Daya was stared at through the obstacles of time and space before, and the "surveillance playback" was turned off in a timely manner, so he did not die suddenly on the spot.

However, there were some changes in her body.

Similar to the changes after the Apocalypse Cult first came into contact with [Famine] raving in the void.

The flesh and blood of the body will squirm slightly, accompanied by unstoppable hunger, and it is difficult to obtain a sense of satiety.

However, for the time being, it has not yet shown a thirst for living flesh and blood, nor does it have the ability to spread famine.

But Baimao Lolita was personally influenced by [Famine] after all, and her current state cannot be roughly equated with those initially fallen Apocalypse believers.

For this reason, Pope Mohani chose to keep her in the center of the holy city and personally monitor the follow-up situation.

In addition, according to Miss Plague, He tried to suppress the famine breath on Daya, but the effect was not satisfactory.

Although she was prevented from further degenerating into a monster that drank blood, the endless hunger still remained undiminished.

Whether she can survive the hurdle in front of her can only be seen by herself.

Fortunately, Daya is the archbishop of the Holy See, and his physical fitness is already several grades better than ordinary people. In addition, there was an unwritten habit of abstinence in the Holy See.

Maybe after enough time, she can bear the impact of [Famine] on her body.

With a little apology in his eyes, Daya sat back on the edge of the table and started to gobble up the half-eaten food.

While eating, he muttered to Don: "Sorry, sir. I can't control myself. I'm so hungry, really hungry."

Don didn't say anything, just stood quietly by the side, watching Daya eat.

The portions of these foods that Daya ate were not very large.

In order to allow her to survive this unbearable curse of hunger, the Holy See adheres to the principle of eating less and more meals for her.

In this way, Daya moderately controls the amount of food he eats every day.

After eating the food for one meal, Baimao Luoli can only rely on her own willpower to survive until the next round of feeding.

There is no way, even if Daya's body can consume more energy than ordinary people, if she is driven by the instinct of hunger and lets go of eating, she will probably be exhausted in a few days.

After a while, all the food on the table was eaten, and the white-haired Lolita licked her slightly oily fingers unsatisfied.

Not feeling full at all and wanting more.

Daya sneaked another glance at the silent Donne.

Maybe she felt that the object of admiration was at the scene, and she had to maintain a bit of dignity, so she stood up from the edge of the table, gathered the dinner plates, and handed them out through the dining opening under the iron door.

After finishing this little thing, he simply sat down in the corner of the room and started to meditate.

Meditation was a common tool used by members of the Holy See who were ascetic to combat desires of all kinds.

But it's a pity.

After only persisting for a few minutes, Daya's condition began to deteriorate.