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The Number One Star in the Interstellar Era

He just became the newly-crowned movie emperor when he died a tragic (actually, very stupid) death. On his way to cross the NaiHe bridge, he managed to evade Meng Po and not drink her soup. Thus keeping the memories of the life that he just had. But he would never have imagined that he would be reincarnated hundreds of thousands of years later. In the Interstellar era! If it happened to other guys, they would definitely want to be a mecha warrior. Don't most men dream of that at least once in their life? But sadly, that's not for him. There's only one goal in his mind - to be the number one star in the Interstellar era. With the knowledge and skills he got from his past life, he would definitely achieve it. But who was this annoying person who kept on pestering him? A certain prince smiled in a scary and crazy way: Cook food for me or else die. = a few months later = A certain prince leaned over and moved his face closer: I don't need food, I could just eat you. A bad tempered yandere gong X a reincarnated movie emperor shou *NaiHe bridge - a bridge that souls crossed to enter reincarnation **Meng Po - the lady on the Naihe bridge who gives out soup that lets the souls forget their memories, thus entering the cycle of reincarnation in a clean slate. Twitter: @tyramisu_wn IG: @tyramisu_novels

Tyramisu · LGBT+
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663 Chs

LUNCH

WULFRIC stared at the dishes in front of him and his mouth started to water.  He readily closed it just to make sure that his saliva wouldn't flow out.  He didn't know the names of the dishes in front of him – well, except for the rice that seemed to have vegetables mixed in them - but they all looked delicious.  Not only that but they also smelled delicious. 

"What are these dishes called?" he couldn't help but asked.

Astrid happily told the other the dishes that he cooked.  "This is vegetable fried rice, the one beside it is a plate of egg rolls, then, below is a plate of stir-fried potato, and finally, a plate of sweet and sour chicken.  I know they are very modest dishes, but I hope that Your Highness would like it."

"No, I mean, they're not modest at all.  They're perfect," Wulfric quickly said.  "And I'm sure I will love it.  In fact, I'm amazed that you were able to cook all these in such short time."