Chapter 2424: Hades Saipan

  In the middle of the night, McGonagall returned to the dining room, still thinking.
  The prosperous Gatling, the feeling of sweeping down a mountain, really makes people excited.
  After washing, McGonagall lay on the bed, turned on the screen projection function of the bracelet, directly projected the screen to the ceiling, and opened the video library.
   After skipping the eighteenth ban, McGonagall directly clicked on the praise list and quickly browsed the movies on the list.
The length of   Dungeon movies is generally about three hours. For McGonagall, who is used to watching movies of 90 to 120 minutes, this length seems a bit too much.
  As for the movies on the praise list, romance movies accounted for 70%. Judging from the introduction, most of them are still miserable dramas.
  The worse the plot, the higher the score.
  "Is the life of the people in the dungeon so dire and hot?" McGonagall touched his chin and opened the number one movie suspiciously.
Three hours later, McGonagall finished watching this film about two young people who met and loved each other in the chaos of war. They experienced the suffering of war and finally ushered in the dawn of peace. However, the heroine was terminally ill and the hero did not leave. Love movie.
McGonagall first released his bladder, and then sat in front of the computer and wrote a short film testimony: "It's very touching, but I hope that the director will not make a movie like the old lady's footwear, which is as stinky and long as the old lady's footwear. The bladder was about to explode when I was young."
  The story is well told, and the actors’ acting skills are quite good, not comparable to the little fresh meat of China Entertainment.
  However, the level of screenwriters and directors needs to be improved. Among them, there is more than one hour of irrigation content. Removing it does not affect the plot at all, but can improve the viewing experience.
  With a learning mentality, he clicked on the second movie.
   McGonagall chose modern movies, and most of them are more realistic movies.
  A movie is a period of life, which is incomparable to the dry description of chronicles.
   McGonagall spy on the lives of dungeon residents from the movie, studying their anxiety and preferences.
  Interestingly, animation occupies an extremely important part of the film and television industry in the dungeon, and even accounts for 30% of the praise list.
  One night, McGonagall watched two movies, an anime movie, and wrote three slightly poisonous film reviews.
   is really just a slight poisonous tongue.
   McGonagall thinks that he has restrained his spitting spirit very much.
  "Host, please rest assured, without the fame bonus of the son of the richest man, you will not be cursed to another world because of a few comments." The system relieved.
   McGonagall immediately felt relieved, and it seems that he can be more relaxed in the future.
   "System, how is the mecha made?" McGonagall asked.
  "It's being built, it's being built." The system replied cheerfully.
   "Why are you so happy? Did you cheat me?" McGonagall frowned.
"This system, as a kitchen development system, serves the host across different disciplines. I turn my head to worry about who you are working so hard for, and the host is so suspicious. It really makes the system chill!" The system filled with outrage, like an angry little daughter-in-law. .
   McGonagall is not good at judging the difficulty of making this mecha, but after all, this is a mecha that can make Ferdinand pay attention to it. It should not be that simple to reproduce it, so I didn't go into it.
"It's okay, tomorrow I will make up all the remaining 2.4 billion, and you can quickly assemble the production line for me." McGonagall was too lazy to talk to the system, closed the bracelet, and squinted on the bed. So I got up to cook.
  ……
  For the next week, McGonagall lived a regular life every day, working at the restaurant during the day, going to school to teach the children occasionally, and learning various skills at night, and then watching movies all night to learn foreign languages. His life was extremely fulfilling.
  ……
   "Congratulations on passing the Common Language Level 8 Test!"
  Meg looked at the fireworks blooming on the screen with a smile on his face.
  Send a screenshot to Xi, and then send a message, "Level 8, but that’s all."
   After a few minutes of silence over there, he replied: "You will be arranged to enter the dungeon tomorrow. Please be prepared."
   "So fast?" Now it was McGonagall's turn.
  Last night, he was learning the driving skills of special machinery with Xi, and there was no mention of going to the dungeon tomorrow.
  "This is your new identity. Remember all the information. After entering the dungeon, you will directly start the mission mode." Xi sent him a copy of the information.
  After McGonagall clicked Accept, it was a resume of identity.
  Hades Saipan, both parents died.
  Good guy, McGonagall thinks Xi might have a starting point.
   And Xi is very careful. He also knows that he used to use the name "Hades", but using Saipan as his last name gave him a weird feeling.
  In the future, if someone stretches his voice to call him, I really don’t know how to agree.
  Looking down, this Hades Saipan is an unknown folk culinary lover, with an amazing culinary talent, and a completely different cooking concept from the mainstream...
  This is the new identity that Ferdinand has set for him. The chef is a combination of his specialties, but this is all over the world. Why should he be given the identity of a chef?
  Continue to scroll down, and finally a photo.
   "Handsome guy, who are you?"
   McGonagall looked at the handsome young man in the photo, and touched his moustache moustache.
  This is a photo of Hades Saipan. Obviously, the other party thinks he can solve the problem of appearance by himself.
  Mag can indeed solve it. He took out the Variety Mask, pinched his face according to the photo with his mind, and then put it on his head.
   "So it was you." McGonagall looked at the handsome man in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction.
  Three-dimensional facial features, handsome face, deep brown eyes, thick brown-black semi-short hair, handsome and masculine.
"Why is the chef so handsome? Is there a plot that sells hue?" McGonagall looked at the face in the mirror. Although he was not surprised to be handsome, he was too handsome, and sometimes it did become a kind of Worry.
  After the business closed in the evening, McGonagall left the crowd for dinner.
  "From tomorrow, I will go out. The restaurant will be closed for five days, so it's a small holiday for everyone." McGonagall announced at the table.
  "Boss, are you going out to collect materials again?" Mia asked curiously.
  Others also looked at McGonagall. The five-day holiday is very rare in the Maimi restaurant.
   "Yes, I have been lacking inspiration recently, so I plan to go out alone to see if I can get some new inspiration and make new dishes." McGonagall smiled and nodded. What a legitimate reason.
  "Anyone? Father, are you sure you don't bring the lovely Xiaomi with you?" Amy blinked at McGonagall and asked.