<h4>Chapter 1228: Will My Brain Be Very Delicious Too?</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>Henyee Trantions <strong>Editor: </strong>Henyee Trantions


    “Prin—” Abraham forced the rest of the word back into his throat, but he still looked at Vanessa as if he had seen a ghost. “W-why are you here?!”


    “If Uncle cane here, why couldn’t I?” Vanessa said, feeling very justified. Then, she grudgingly said, “Furthermore, you came to such a wonderful ce by yourself. Isn’t it too much? You once said you would bring me along wherever there was nice food.”


    “Isn’t this ce too far away? Even if I wanted to bring you here, His— your father wouldn’t agree.” Abraham felt a little maligned. Even though he used to bring Vanessa around in search of good food, that was in Rodu, and they had many experts protecting them secretly along the way.


    But looking at Vanessa’s dressing, she most likely had snuck out by herself. He wondered if His Majesty knew that she came to Chaos City.


    Thisss was always obedient. He didn’t know what got into her this time that she got the guts toe to Chaos City.


    “It doesn’t matter anymore. I am already here. You can write a letter to Father after we have our dinner. You can tell him not to worry, and that I am having a good time here with you. We will go back after we have enough of the good food,” Vanessa said smilingly.


    “Indeed...” Abraham had a bitter smile. Thisss had indeed snuck out secretly, and now she was pushing the burden to him. It was going to be troublesome.


    “Mister, who is this youngdy?” Randy turned around and looked at Vanessa curiously. Although she was wearing a face veil, the pair of golden eyes was especially bright and innocent, just like a clear spring. He couldn’t help but stare.


    “My niece.” Abraham stepped forward to block Randy’s view. Although he found this young man rather interesting after getting to know him, nobody could have any ideas on Vanessa, not even the tiniest spark, or else he wouldn’t be able to answer to the king.


    “Thisdy is beautiful and graceful. She doesn’t resemble you at all,” Randy said with a smile.


    “Hello, I am Vansa,” Vanessa introduced herself graciously. Even though she didn’t like to interact with people because of her teeth,ing here gave her a sense of rxation as if she had found her people. She wanted to know more people who loved good food just like her. She wanted to be friends with them.


    “Nice to meet you, Miss Vansa. I am Randy, a food critic.” Randy smiled. It was rare to meet a girl who was so clean and graceful.


    Vanessa’s eyes lit up after hearing that, and she curiously asked, “Oh? You are a food critic? Which magazine do you contribute to?”


    She had almost read all the gourmet magazines that existed on the Nond Continent. As long as the quality was still okay, she wouldn’t miss a single edition.


    Randy shrugged and humbly said, “‘Meatatarianism’ has opened a new column recently, but it’s still quite amateurish.”


    “‘Meatatarianism’....” Vanessa pondered for a while before her eyes lit up. “I remember now. Are you that ‘Must Eat Meat Randy’ who swore that he would bring the most scrumptious meat dish to his readers?”


    “You have read my articles before?”


    “Mm-hmm. Every single edition. The stuff Mr. Randy wrote is interesting.”


    “I didn’t expect I would meet a loyal fan here. It’s so touching,” Randy said excitedly. He felt very ttered as he didn’t expect there would be a pretty young maiden who loved his words so much. She could be in love with him for a long time...


    “Vansa has a habit of reading every edition of all the gourmet magazines.” Abraham shot down Randy’s conjecture.


    “Oh... I see...” Randy was stunned, and he touched his nose awkwardly. In this case, this youngdy was a loyal reader of all the gourmet critics on the Nond Continent.


    “Yes. I like how you people share about delicious food. Words could give us a lot to imagine and let people know more about good food.” Vansa smiled and nodded.


    “You’d better think about what to write in the manuscript that you are supposed to hand in to your editor this month first,” Abraham said, feeling a little schadenfreude. This fellow had always boasted about his literary abilities to him, but he suddenly acted humble in front of a youngdy. He had to put his guard up against him.


    “It doesn’t matter. I will definitely write it out once I go back today.” Randy waved his hand nonchntly, feeling very confident about himself. However, he didn’t pay any more attention to Vanessa, and continued to watch Mag and the gang dipping food in the hot pot.


    This hot pot mealsted for almost an hour, and the people watching at the entrance had formed many loops around them. Many people thought there was a duel and rushed here to watch a good show. However, they found that the crowd was actually watching people eating enthusiastically and felt cheated. Still, they, too, were watching enthusiastically afterward.


    Mag, who was all sweaty from eating, scooped a few rounds in the pot using the slotteddle. He picked up thest few small pieces of potatoes, put them in Amy’s and Anna’s bowl, and officially dered the dinner was over.


    Mag only felt very full and delightful when he put down the slotteddle. He had never had such an enjoyable hot pot meal before. The best ingredients, tasty soup broths, perfect dipping sauce, and the people he wanted to have hot pot with. This was a perfect hot pot meal.


    “Hot pot is so delicious,” Amy said happily while chewing on the potatoes.


    Yabemiya and the rest also looked very satisfied. Although it took them double the usual time to have this meal, this new and innovative eating method was indeed very interesting, and the taste was rich and scrumptious.


    “I have a great time eating this!” In the restaurant, Connie slumped over the chair with a sated smile. The tip of her tongue was still numb, and every pore on her body seemed to be opened up. As if she had just gone through a hearty fight, her body and spirit were in an extremelyfortable state.


    She and Cami had finished all the dishes except the tripes and duck intestines.


    “Althought the pig’s brain is a little too stupid, it’s extraordinarily delicious, just like tofu pudding.” Cami was still reminiscing on the half of the pig’s brain that she had eaten earlier.


    “If you say so, will my brain be very delicious too?” Connie went deep into her thoughts.


    “It could be even more delicious,” Cami said after pondering seriously.


    The two of them looked at each other’s head and went into deep silence.


    “Everyone, please line up and wait for a while. We will be getting ready and open for business at 5 pm sharp,” Mag said to the surrounding customers as he got up, while Miya and the rest began to keep the dining table.


    The onlooking crowd began to disperse and form two long lines.


    “Now I understand why so many people are willing to wait in line. Such delicacies are worth the wait.” Vanessa stood in the line with an expectant smile.