✔The Strongest Interstellar Food [Live]

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In the palace hall, after clarifying the whole story, the faces of the Royal Chefs Association changed collectively.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple. After turning back and forth, the lips of the president of the Royal Chefs Guild kept quivering, but he was never able to say a word.

At this moment, a thick and heavy dark cloud shrouded his heart.

Amidst the desolate wind and rain, an atmosphere of sadness and confusion pervaded.

This is how to do?

The "tool of source power" that they depend on for a living belongs to the little white face on the opposite side, and if they lose the "tool of source power", what should the Royal Chefs Association do?

"You're lying!!!"

Just when the old president was staring blankly, beside him, the young girl who had stabbed before suddenly raised her head and said sharply.

"The reason why this set of kitchen utensils is called 'the tool of source power' is because it has the power of an artifact to appease mental riots! Now you say that you are his master, then tell me, where does that power come from? Here ?!" As soon as

her words came out, the piles of white hats around them slumped and straightened up instantly.

Yes, how do you explain this!

Looking at the scorching eyes that looked over, and the belief in victory that filled their eyes, Shen Qingzhou was stunned, and suddenly he didn't know what to say.

No, he just pulled out such a large mass of healing energy, didn't those people feel it at all?

If they are so insensitive to healing energy, who gave them the courage to study the remaining energy on the source of energy?

Just when Shen Qingzhou was shocked, beside him, Carlos let out a sneer.

Facing the scorching eyes that turned to him instantly, Carlos hooked the corner of his mouth, and the words he said were cold and irritating.

"What to look at? Have an opinion?"

Under the tyrant's "provocative power", the members of the Royal Chefs Guild lowered their stubborn heads in humiliation.

"Aren't you wondering where the power comes from?"

After clearing his throat, Shen Qingzhou raised his hand.

Under the gaze of the Royal Chefs Association, a cloud of white light slowly emerged in Shen Qingzhou's hands.

With the gradual enlargement of the white light group, a warm and soft feeling radiated to everyone present indiscriminately.

After sniffing, the members of the Royal Chefs Guild were surprised to find that their anger, fear and other negative emotions quickly dissipated, and there was only peace in their hearts.

"That source of energy comes from here."

"Pfft."

Facing the ruthless ridicule of the tyrant, the Royal Chefs Guild was furious.

They were angry, and their anger was gone; they wanted to cry, and their sorrow was gone.

Under the irradiation of Shen Qingzhou's ultra-high-intensity energy, the Royal Chefs Association found that they couldn't cry anymore.

After a long time, when Shen Qingzhou dissipated the energy, the members who had been holding back for a long time burst into tears, and cried out with a 'wang'.