Chapter 2451: Sure enough, I'm still professional

McGonagall looked at the white and slender hand, the white skin was glowing, and his mood suddenly became a little weird.
Unexpectedly, the first game of this game had just been played, and the primary goal of entering the McCarthy family was completed, which quickly made him feel unreal.
Nancy looked at McGonagall with a solemn expression, and sure enough, he was not the kind of person who accepted charity from others.
Just as she was about to withdraw her hand and explain by the way, a big warm hand held her hand.
"Miss Nancy, thank you very much for your kind help. I am willing to be the special chef of McCarthy Manor. It is my honour." McGonagall stood up and shook Nancy's hand and said with a smile.
The opportunity to eat soft rice is fleeting, of course, we must vigorously grasp it.
In order to complete the task, McGonagall didn't mind this behavior happening.
Hades's soft meal, what does it matter to him to sink McGonagall?
McGonagall’s smile was warm and clean, and Nancy was slightly lost in thought. After returning to her senses, she felt that her hand was a little hot, blushing, and quickly withdrew her hand.
Hades accepted her offer, which is normal, and it is difficult for the chefs in the dungeon to refuse this invitation.
As usual, she would choose the champion of the Kitchen King Contest to let him join McCarthy Manor and become a special chef.
The McCarthy family will provide him with a generous salary and a strong shelter.
While McGonagall only participated in one game, she extended an olive branch to him. The main reason was the grilled lamb chops that made her memorable. Another reason was that Akali just called her and called her. To Hades.
The person Akali wanted, then Nancy would definitely not let her go.
So now when the city is full of storms, she stretches out an olive branch to Hades, which is tantamount to sending charcoal in the snow.
"It is also our honor to be able to hire an excellent chef like Mr. Hades." Nancy sat down again, took a sip of the lemonade at hand, and calmed her somewhat turbulent heartbeat.
"Miss Nancy, do I have to participate in the next game?" McGonagall also took his seat again, looking at Nancy and asked.
"Yes, you will continue to participate in the next competition, and I hope you can do your best to show your cooking skills." Nancy nodded slightly, looking at McGonagall expectantly, "I think the audience is the same as me. I want to know what other surprises you will bring to us."
"I will do my best." McGonagall smiled and nodded.
That's right, he is now a real traffic vortex. Only by continuing to participate in the competition can the popularity of the Kitchen King Tournament remain. After all, this is still a business.
Then McGonagall and Nancy chatted for a while, because they read the general history of the dungeon and watched tens of thousands of movies of various genres. McGonagall attacked from the side of Nancy's preference and easily made her smile again and again.
An hour later, when the pleasant meal time was over, McGonagall took the initiative to leave.
"Mr. Hades is really an interesting person." Nancy watched as the box door slowly closed, the smile from the corners of her mouth had not yet dissipated.
She had never talked so happily with a man, his knowledge was as profound as the ocean, his insights were so profound, and her position on certain things was so consistent with her.
Originally, she just felt that she had recruited a chef with a sense of justice.
But now, she feels like she has got a good friend.
Compared with those second-generation chaebols who would only buy drunk in the bar late at night and drive fast, Hades gave her a completely different feeling.
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"Sure enough, I'm still professional." McGonagall watched the system give him feedback on Nancy's favorability for him, from 62 when he entered the door to 82 when he went out.
62 is the degree of a passerby who has a slight liking. With Nancy's identity, this degree of liking is normal.
And 82 is different, this is the stage of having a good chat with friends.
McGonagall's intention to increase his affinity with Nancy is not really trying to tease him, but to prepare for the later entry into the McCarthy family. He still doesn't know the difficulty of the follow-up tasks, and it is definitely right to make some preparations in advance.
It's hard to come to the dungeon, so naturally you can't just stay in the players' dormitory.
McGonagall got a pass through Xi, and drove away from the Mocha Mansion for a drive.
"This task is so simple. Are you sure you can directly let me visit the monument?" Sitting in the driver's seat of the speeder, McGonagall asked with a smile while looking sideways at the co-pilot.
"Do you think you can become a after you visit the stele?" Xi asked rhetorically.
"Uh?" McGonagall stopped.
This question seems to be what he really thinks. It is very reasonable to visit the stone monument, understand the laws and supernatural powers, and break through to become a in one fell swoop.
"Every year, more than 10,000 people are qualified to comprehend the stele. The core members of the chaebol family have the opportunity to comprehend the stele once a year from the age of ten, and those who are outstanding in military competitions and those who have gained military merit have the opportunity to get the opportunity to comprehend the stele. , All the powerhouses in the dungeon who have broken through the tenth level have a chance to comprehend the monument." Xi said calmly.
McGonagall: "???"
"How many times have you enlightened the monument?" McGonagall asked with a heavy heart.
"Three times." Xi calmly said.
McGonagall: "..."
"So, this is simply a reward for a bad street?" McGonagall felt that he had been deceived.
"The monument of enlightenment differs from person to person. Some people can get great good fortune and transcendence only once, and some people can get nothing even after going thousands of times. You can think of it as dispensable. You can also think of this as an extremely precious opportunity to become a god."
McGonagall nodded slightly, agreeing with Xi's statement.
In this way, the monument is more like a blind box. No one knows what can be extracted from it before opening it in person.
However, becoming a is originally a small probability event, even if it is a dungeon with a monument, there have been no new transcendents in 500 years.
"Where do you want to go?" Xi asked.
"Twin Towers." McGonagall entered a destination for the autonomous driving.
"Are you going to see Akali?" Xi's expression was a little weird, "but you just hooked up with Nancy."
"No, I just want to see what I just refused." McGonagall shook his head, and then sternly corrected: "Miss Nancy and I are not hooking up. It is a very serious and friendly exchange."
The beam of light creates a channel in the air, and the speeding car whizzes by, unimpeded.
Tucker City is a huge city that houses 1.5 billion people. Thousand-meter-high buildings can be seen everywhere, and there are row upon row of castles in the sky, and underground, which is invisible to the eyes, there is a world that extends down for a kilometer.
This is a three-dimensional city, and different people live in different areas.
In the center of the city, there is a high-tech office building. The most dazzling one belongs to the two towers built side by side, like two golden towers.