Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Zhan Yue
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 314: How Would I Know
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 393: Your Despair is My Everday
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299.5- Coincidence (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1000: Rout
Zhan Yue
Chapter 689- Unorthodox methods
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299- Coincidence
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 51
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 674: Woman Like a Sword
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1298- First mission
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1297- Secret Realm exploration
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 313: Excuse
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 392: Sad Future
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 999: One Versus Six
Zhan Yue
Chapter 688- Firestone Castle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 371 - Dragonblood Lizard; The Detection Spell Is Never Wrong
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 50.2
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 85: Paper Can Never Cover Fire
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 673: When the Rain Continues
Efreet: Isn’t it just one, Sirin? Solomon: When He Who Knows Fate completed a mission in my world, he also brought away Fafnir and Jeanne d’Arc Alter. He Who Knows Fate: Talking about it makes me want to cry. Initially, there was only Fafnir. Who knew, the Poké Ball is bounded to the user. I can transfer only usage rights and not ownership. Solomon: Alright, stop moaning about it after you have benefited. Jeanne d’Arc Alter is quite pretty and very strong. You gained a beauty to fight for you for nothing. What more do you want? He Who Knows Fate: I didn’t say it was bad, just that preparing dinner is somewhat troublesome. Just a few days ago, I did not know how to cook. However, I purchased mid-tier cooking. That’s how I learned to cook. Even so, it does not mean I enjoy cooking. Iron Fist Teacher: Indeed. Sometimes, knowing how to cook and wanting to cook are two different things. He Who Knows Fate: Alright, they are calling for me already. I’m leaving first. |
While chatting, Chen Heng heard Jeanne d’Arc shouting she was hungry. Fafnir was also fanning the flames, speaking loudly too.
“Coming! Coming! Stop shouting! I’m coming down!” Chen Heng extremely reluctantly put on his slippers and went downstairs.
“You are so slow! It is time to cook!”
“That’s right! Human, where is the sumptuous dinner you promised?”
“It is not even five o’clock yet. What’s the rush?” Although Chen Heng said that, he understood. After all, they had been having wild fun since lunch and would easily get hungry, even a Heroic Spirit like Jeanne d’Arc.
Since capture with the Poké Balls, Jeanne d’Arc and Fafnir had gained bodies of flesh and blood. Of course, they could switch to a Spiritual Body. The Poké Balls were quite useful.
If Chen Heng had to provide mana to Jeanne d’Arc, he would not know what to do. He only had Will Energy and inner strength.
Would he have to do it via physical contact?
After being captured by the Poké Ball, Jeanne d’Arc could exist in two states: a physical state and a Heroic Spirit state. The two states did not require mana to maintain her existence, and she could slowly regenerate mana. It could be understood as something like cultivation. After exhausting one’s Spiritual Energy, one would replenish it over time.
Right now, Chen Heng cooked extremely reluctantly. While the Dimension Administrators Association sold ready-to-eat food, it was expensive—ten times more expensive than if he cooked. Although points were nothing to Chen Heng, he refused to start. If he started, he would get lazier over time, and this might result in a daily expenditure of points.
While Chen Heng cooked, Jeanne d’Arc sat on the sofa, playing with a handheld console, and Sirin played with Fafnir.
For some reason, Sirin felt interested in Fafnir, continuously tossing snacks to her. Chen Heng felt Fafnir had a much higher loyalty value for Sirin than for him.
After thinking for a while, Chen Heng recalled Bella from the Honkai Impact 2nd comics. Is Sirin a natural dragon tamer? Rather, does she have an obsession with dragons? I don’t understand.
[TL Note: Like Sirin, Bella was an experiment. However, she died during the experiments. Later on, Sirin summoned a dragon called Benares when she became the Herrscher of the Void. The dragon’s human form was called Bella, likely in honor of Sirin’s friend. There’s also a theory that Bella’s soul was fused with Benares. Here is more information on Benares: https://villains.fandom.com/wiki/Benares.]
This time, Chen Heng bought the ingredients from the Dimension Administrators Association’s store. They did not even cost one point. However, the quality of the ingredients was excellent.
If one spent less than one point in the store, the store would deduct one point first, and one could continue purchasing at no cost until the total cost reached one point.
Twenty minutes later:
Chen Heng, Sirin, Jeanne d’Arc, and Fafnir sat at the table. Besides Chen Heng, the other people and dragon stared at the single portion of chicken cutlet, which he specially made.
“I intentionally made only one portion of this chicken cutlet. From now on, I will make one single-portion dish every meal. I will reward this dish to the person who does the dishes. So, who will do them today?”
“I’ll go first. We have already decided previously. I’ll wash the dishes tonight.” Fafnir admitted the chicken cutlet, which gave off a strangely fragrant scent, tempted her.
Actually, there was nothing too special about this chicken cutlet. It would be considered delicious on just an ordinary level. However, Chen Heng had used some special seasoning, a treasure-grade seasoning he had purchased with ten points. As for what this seasoning was? There was nothing too special about it, either. The only reason it was worth ten points was its ability to improve taste and the savory fragrance it gave off; it did not have any other effect. Furthermore, it was not addictive.
“This…how can this do? Fafnir, you don’t even have hands. Let me do the dishes today.”
Very good. Jeanne d’Arc is trying to get in on it too. It looks like my plan is successful. I can leave the dishes to the two of them in the future.
“There’s no need, Elder Sister Jeanne d’Arc. I have always been the one doing the dishes in this house. There’s no need to trouble you.”
“…” This clearly surpassed Chen Heng’s plan. He did not expect Sirin to get involved too. So, Sirin is also a foodie?
Five minutes later, Chen Heng had already finished eating. However, the two girls and one dragon were still fighting over who would do the dishes. Yes, they ate while they bickered.
Chen Heng could not interfere in this matter. After all, they would be staying together in the future, so he could not favor anyone.
Ten minutes later, Chen Heng started reflecting on whether he had made a mistake with this plan. It seemed to have gotten out of control.
In the end, Jeanne d’Arc won, as she had taken out the snack box Chen Heng gave her as the price for eating the chicken cutlet. Jeanne d’Arc gave the remaining half of this box to Sirin and Fafnir. (Jeanne d’Arc still had another box in the Poké Ball.)
In the end, Chen Heng became the only loser.
Jeanne d’Arc gained the fragment chicken cutlet. Sirin and Fafnir each gained a quarter of the snack box. However, Chen Heng gained the stink eye from Sirin.
Sirin gave Chen Heng the stink eye because he had given Jeanne d’Arc the snack box.
Ah! This…
Chen Heng was truly wronged, as he had not known Sirin liked snacks. Had he known about it before, he would have filled Sirin’s room with snack boxes. After all, doing so would cost only a few points, 20 points at worst.
After Jeanne d’Arc ate the chicken cutlet, she happily went to do the dishes. Sirin and Fafnir ate Jeanne d’Arc’s snack box while Chen Heng sat beside Sirin. However, Sirin did not look at Chen Heng at all.
Sirin was currently in a snit and could not be coaxed out of it.
“Sirin, do you recall that tailormade purple dress? Didn’t I say there was an even more exquisite one being made? It is done; I’ll place it in your room later.”
“Thank you, Elder Brother!”
Excellent. I have already placated Sirin. Now, Sirin held Chen Heng’s arm, leaning her head on it.
In the end, she is still a child; she got bribed by a dress.
Of course, I absolutely cannot say this aloud. Otherwise, Sirin will get angry again, and I won’t be able to placate her.