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Gourmet of Another World

In a fantasy world where martial artists can split mountains and creeks with a wave of their hand and break rivers with a kick, there exists a little restaurant like this. The restaurant isn't large, but it is a place where countless apex existences will rush into. There, you can taste egg-fried rice made from phoenix eggs and dragon blood rice. There, you can drink strong wine brewed from vermillion fruit and water from the fountain of life. There, you can taste the barbecued meat of a ninth grade supreme beast sprinkled with black pepper. What? You want to abduct the chef? That's not going to happen, because there's a tenth grade divine beast, the Hellhound, lying at the entrance. Oh, that chef also has a robotic assistant that killed a ninth grade supreme being with a single hand and a group of crazy women whose stomachs were conquered. --------- Releasing: Mon, Thu, Fri, and Weekends

Li Hongtian · Oriental

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Di Ting… Transforms

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

A burst of cracking sound rang out from Di Ting's homeland in Nether Prison, like the sound of bones hitting on bones. As time went by, it grew louder and louder until it sounded as deafening as thunder.

The experts of the whole homeland were shocked and terrified.

Di Ting, shrouded in a black fog, looked indifferently at the place where the sound came from. There, Nether Puppeteer Patriarch was writhing, and her body was healing. A terrible aura spread from her, pressing at the void and making it tremble.

It was not until a long time later that everything returned to calm.

Narrowing his eyes, Di Ting glanced at Nether Puppeteer Patriarch. Her hair was spreading behind her as she raised her head, showing her fair and slender neck. A black robe rolled down and wrapped her body, hiding her in darkness. Then, she slowly walked forward.

"Have you recovered?" Di Ting asked in his warm voice.

Nether Puppeteer Patriarch nodded.

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