Chapter 917

Astrolos walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower, stark naked, thinking about which evening gown to wear to attend tonight's birthday party.

Suddenly, her nose twitched, and she smelled a charming aroma.

This aroma came from her kitchen.

"Uh..."

The Goddess of Wealth was a bit surprised. She walked to the kitchen door and saw a busy figure in the kitchen, which was actually quite unfamiliar since she hadn't been there many times.

Unlike the figure's appearance as small as an ant not long ago, at this moment, this figure was already as majestic as a god, just like her. Such a body size also allowed the other party to easily handle this special kitchen.

"So it's Dorothy; hasn't she gone back yet?"

Although the figure and even the aura had completely changed, Astrolos recognized the identity of this figure at a glance, and she thought with some surprise.

Hmm, she didn't expect that she could still be "given extra scenes."

Although they were all Dragon Heads, there were levels among them. In terms of strength, she actually couldn't compete with the ones in front; in terms of strategy, the Dragon Heads also unanimously agreed that she, who only knew how to throw money, was a bit vulgar, so they didn't plan to give her too many scenes. But now, she didn't expect there to be an unexpected surprise.

Yay, sure enough, rich girls usually don't have bad luck.

The Goddess of Wealth thought proudly in her heart.

And in the kitchen, the Lord of the Yellow Robe was humming a strange little tune in a good mood, happily experimenting with her new kitchenware.

Under her yellow robe, evil tentacles stretched out to wrap around the handle of the giant golden pot. Beneath the pot, pitch-black World-Extinguishing Dragon Flames were burning, and several tentacles of the same style as those under the yellow robe were lying in the furnace acting as fuel.

At first, these burning tentacles felt pain and rolled in the furnace fire, but as they rolled, they seemed to get used to it and then just gave up.

If you observe carefully, you would be shocked to find that these tentacles not only didn't get smaller as they burned, they were even growing slowly.

It's just that the more firewood there was, the fiercer the fire, which led Dorothy to helplessly stretch out a tentacle to grab another tentacle from the furnace and reattach it to her body. This reattached tentacle seemed very happy about it, and she waved goodbye to her "sisters" who were still acting as firewood in the furnace fire.

Hmm, a very magical, very eerie scene.

And looking inside the giant golden pot...

Alright, what's stewing in the pot is still tentacles.

Boiling beans with beanstalks, stewing tentacles with tentacles...

This scene seems even more abstract.

Fortunately, the tentacles burning underneath and the ones stewing on top don't seem to be from the same source; the two sides are currently passionately cursing each other.

"Damn you, you cunning demon, you are playing with me."

The tentacle that had already been cut into segments in the pot opened its mouths and cursed loudly.

"Shh, don't talk, you're affecting my blanching. Ingredients must have the awareness of ingredients."

Dorothy of the Yellow Robe held a tentacle to her lips and said this, then skillfully began to add spiritual green onions, ginger, hundred-flower cooking wine, and other deodorizing materials into the pot.

Hmm, evil gods have a strong taste; you have to use strong ingredients.

And as the water temperature in the pot gradually rose, the squid evil god became even more broken, shouting and cursing more fiercely, with all kinds of blasphemous language.

It's just that this didn't affect the terrifying Yellow Robe evil god's cooking at all. She was stirring the pot with mana while directing another giant octopus monster beside her to work properly.

That was also an evil god, but obviously not as fierce as the one in the pot, but it won by being obedient.

This green-skinned octopus evil god skillfully removed one of its own tentacles and respectfully handed it to the Yellow Robe evil god, then began to skillfully mix batter, cut onions, and cut green onions on the side...

This was reserve food that Dorothy had fished from another world while fishing at a Golden Land resort hotel. She originally kept it just to eat it fresh, but this octopus evil god had unexpectedly high awareness. Every time, without Dorothy needing to do anything, it would remove its own tentacles and send them over, and even when the Home Witch was cooking, it would take the initiative to help on the side.

Not for anything else, just to see if it could get a piece of meat when it was time to eat later.

And after a long time like this, it actually made the Home Witch a bit embarrassed to eat it, so she just threw it to Senior to keep as a pet. Anyway, Senior Senior Fan Ni had always liked these strange-looking things.

"Be good, we won't eat octopus today; we'll eat squid. It's stronger than you, and its meat tastes better than yours."

The King of the Yellow Robe stretched out a tentacle to tap the green-skinned evil god's octopus head and said this.

To this, the green-skinned octopus let out a regretful strange cry, and then somewhat reluctantly reattached the tentacle it had previously removed.

It seemed dissatisfied with the fact that its meat didn't taste as good as the squid's.

It's just that such a loving scene directly broke the squid in the pot; it was really almost boiled, and it couldn't keep a stiff upper lip anymore.

"I did eat people, that's true, but who doesn't eat people in this world? Do you witches eat any fewer people?"

It questioned like this in the pot.

Dorothy paused upon hearing this.

This was indeed the truth. Just as humans would treat monkey brains as a delicacy, in the eyes of witches, other humanoid creatures actually aren't much higher than monkeys in the eyes of humans.

Strictly speaking, witches don't eat humans; after all, they are close relatives to humans.

It's just that the concept of "person" depends on whether it's a person in the broad sense or the human race in the narrow sense.

Witches just don't eat humans. As for other humanoid species, one can only say that the Witch World is so big that even the most niche tastes have a significant number of followers, and in recent years, some things that were originally niche seem to have signs of becoming a fashion trend.

But what does this question have to do with me, an ordinary little witch?

Dorothy was speechless.

She silently increased the firepower.

And then, the wailing in the pot gradually weakened until it disappeared.

It's just that the tentacles in the pot stopped screaming, and this time other tentacles started screaming.

"Qian Bao, why didn't you answer that guy's question just now?"

A tentacle under the yellow robe lifted itself up, and then a sheep pupil opened on this tentacle, and a beautiful human mouth grew out. A familiar voice came from it, with some confusion in the tone.

Home Witch: "???"

*Damn*, she knew this was Senior having another episode.

"What's there to answer?"

She irritably pushed this unruly tentacle aside and continued her cooking.

Hmm, the squid tentacles in the pot had finished blanching, and next was grilling the meatballs.

She waved her tentacle, and suddenly a segment of squid tentacle flew up, mixed with minced onions, green onions, and other auxiliary materials, and was finally wrapped in batter to become small meatballs.

She waved her tentacle again, and the originally normal golden pot transformed into a pill furnace, throwing the squid meatballs into this furnace, and the Lord of the Yellow Robe began to refine pills.

"How is there nothing to answer? Although that guy deserved to die, its words did make sense; witches also eat people."

Senior Senior Fan Ni wasn't so easily dismissed this time; she pointed to the refrigerator next to her and continued.

"The witch race of today is no different from the angels of the past; we have become the new natural disaster."

Dorothy: "."

The Home Witch didn't expect that just browsing the ingredient pantry would cause Senior to develop problems. She had originally wanted to praise this shameful Senior for finally not being shameful this time, having just cooperated with her to easily take down this squid evil god.

Well, this squid evil god was indeed a bit of a showpiece. Although its mana aura was as powerful as a Sage, it was only after fighting it that she realized it was only at the peak level and didn't possess the authority of a true Sage.

One can only say that these world-native false gods are indeed like this. Their strength relies heavily on borrowing the power of the world. If this squid evil god were still in its Deep Sea World, it might indeed have the level of half a Sage.

But once it left its origin world and came to the outside world, its strength was greatly reduced, far less powerful than a Witch Sage who could create their own world and be self-contained.

Also, if this squid evil god really still had Sage-level strength, it should have seen the Senior hat on Dorothy's head at a glance, so it would never have chosen the Home Witch as a target for temptation.

Moreover, although Senior couldn't play at all in peak-level games, she was a real heavy hitter in bullying the weak; this squid demon god was easily put into the pot by her just now.

It's just that Dorothy really didn't expect that the squid evil god's heart-piercing words before death didn't shake her heart, but stimulated Senior, this mental patient who was already crazy.

Fine, thinking about the reason for Senior's madness, she had originally fallen into madness because of similar interrogation.

The Home Witch stretched out a tentacle to scratch her yellow robe hood, somewhat helplessly. She looked at Senior's serious tentacle eyes, pondering how to answer.

But before she could speak, someone else had already spoken.

"Hehe, what's there to struggle with? It's weak, you are strong; the weak are the prey of the strong, and those who lag behind will be beaten—it's just that simple."

Astrolos walked into the kitchen, saying this while looking forward to the meatballs grilling in the strange furnace.

"Uh, Goddess, you..."

Dorothy, being interrupted like this, had no choice but to look at Astrolos who had come in. She just wanted to say hello for borrowing someone's kitchen, but at this glance, her yellow robe almost turned into a red robe.

"Can you put on some clothes first?"

She blinked and said this.

Hmm, before, looking up at this goddess in her normal form in the bathroom, she didn't feel anything, only feeling that "seeing a mountain is not a mountain," but now that the two were of the same size, "seeing a mountain is still a mountain"—it's hard to handle.

One can only say, which little witch could withstand such stimulation?

She remembered what Guinevere said before about this Goddess of Wealth being an exhibitionist; she had just taken it as an argument before, but now she had to believe it.

"Tsk, this is my house, okay?"

Astrolos complained, but seeing the Home Witch turn her head away, not daring to look, she finally smiled and snapped her fingers, and a set of golden finery grew out of her body.

Dorothy breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

But she turned her head and heard this overly lively Goddess of Wealth laugh.

"This outfit is just a mimicry of my dragon scales; essentially, it counts as my skin. I am still stark naked."

Home Witch: "."

Ah, this...

Facing such words that could be considered teasing, Dorothy didn't know what to say for a moment.

And her silence made the Goddess of Wealth laugh even more happily.

"Hahaha, alright, I won't tease you anymore. But you young people are indeed easily deceived by appearances; you are always too concerned with things that are fundamentally irrelevant."

The Goddess of Wealth said this.

Dorothy was stunned; she felt that this Goddess seemed to be implying something.

But Astrolos in front of her was no longer speaking; her plump figure was leaning against the stove, looking forward to the meatballs in the pill furnace.

Hmm, she hadn't eaten the breakfast in the palace before, but now this was her house, and she had to eat the first hot bite.

The Home Witch then turned her head to look at Senior again.

It's just that the tentacle representing Senior was clearly a bit wilted at this moment.

It was clear that Astrolos's previous remarks about the weak being the prey of the strong had hit her a bit.

"Are the strong always right? Is being weak the original sin?"

She muttered in confusion.

Dorothy could understand Senior's confusion.

After all, she had exposed herself before; this Fourth King of hers shouldn't have existed in the first place. Her birth was the Three Kings' experiment on omnipotence. To create her, they had exhausted most of the resources accumulated during the previous Great Expedition era, but because of this, Senior was born with original sin. She carried the despair and curses of the dying moments of countless worlds that had been looted and destroyed by witches.

Whether such a Fourth King was a blessing or a disaster for the Witch World was actually hard to say.

Although Senior was a "fun-seeker" who laughed and joked every day, she was ultimately not Artie and didn't have that natural evil seed's fun-seeking heart. The "fun-seeker" was ultimately just her imitation of Teacher Demon King; she just used the attitude of watching fun to cover up her confusion.

Who let the Three Kings never give her any guidance? There were no requirements and no expectations; it was purely free-range.

"Sigh."

The Home Witch sighed.

Subsequently, she opened the pill furnace in front of her, took out a squid meatball, and stuffed it directly into the mouth of Senior, who was still having a "depressed" episode.

Astrolos: "."

o(╥﹏╥)o, my first hot bite...

The Goddess of Wealth shed tears of heartache.

As for the tentacle Senior's side.

"How does it taste?"

Dorothy asked.

"It's really fragrant; I want another one."

Senior Senior Fan Ni shook her tentacles and said this.

"Hehe, why weren't you depressed when you were eating first?"

The Home Witch asked with a cold laugh.

Senior Senior Fan Ni: "."

Her tentacles immediately wanted to wilt again, but the deliciousness that hadn't been swallowed yet made her unable to wilt.

"Wait until I'm full before I get depressed."

Senior thought for a moment and said this.

Dorothy also said irritably to this.

"You also know you're not full yet, huh? Then why the hell are you depressed? Wait until you're full before thinking about these random things."

Ignoring this crazy Senior, she turned and handed the meatballs in the pill furnace to the Goddess who was already nearly teary-eyed.

"Sorry, Lady Astrolos, thank you for your gift. I quite like this pot, and I don't have anything good to give back, so I can only borrow your kitchen. Please taste how it is."

Dorothy said this.

Goddess of Wealth: "(*▽*)"

Astrolos immediately smiled like a flower. She didn't stand on ceremony and happily took the pill furnace, but she didn't take all the meatballs, only taking a little less than half.

"I only need these; why not share the rest with everyone at the banquet later?"

She decided.

Hmm, as one of the Dragon Heads, her original sin is called "showing off."

Banquet preparation in progress...

Sigh, always getting stuck in strange places; so annoying.