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Chapter 165 Cooking Magic (First Update)

"Who is this person? They're terrifying!"

Hearing the explosion behind her, Yukio turned around and saw the Yashida family mansion, now a ruin, and her heart trembled.

If the misunderstanding hadn't been cleared up, she would probably be blown to pieces and buried in these ruins by now.

However, it was actually a close call; if she were really going to die today, she would have known beforehand.

"Is this...the ancestral home?"

At midnight, Yukio looked at the old house before her, a look of surprise on her face, but then she understood:

"Only here can we avoid being discovered so quickly."

In the city, no matter where you hide, you can't escape surveillance or the sphere of influence of the Yashida family.

Only in such a remote place as the ancestral home could one evade the search.

That house has been abandoned for more than ten years.

"They shouldn't have arrived yet. Let's rest here tonight."

Hawking pointed towards the door, and the somewhat rusty padlock was opened with his unlocking spell. The three of them walked into the small house, which was full of cobwebs and dust.

"Looks like we need to clean up first."

The woman of death reached out and wiped her hand on the living room table, looking at her hand covered in dust as she said helplessly.

Yukio placed the katana in her hand aside:

"There should be cleaning tools in the storage room; I'll go get them."

She and Mariko lived in this house for a period of time when they were children, so they still have some memories of the things here.

Seeing this, Hawking reached out to stop Yukio:

"No need for that, leave it to me."

"Mr. Hawking, it's more appropriate for us to handle this kind of thing."

Upon hearing this, the Death Woman turned around and smiled.

In her traditional view, it was not appropriate for men to do such cleaning work, especially since Hawking was only sixteen years old and still a child.

If we consider age, Yukio is a few years older than Hawking. They are an aunt and an older sister, so how could they let Hawking do the cleaning?

"What I mean is that your cleaning is too inefficient."

Hawking reached out and pointed forward:

"Completely cleaned up!"

Magic was released from his hands, transforming into a magical whirlwind that, under Hawking's command, quickly swept across every corner of the house, cleaning away all the dust and stains.

In an instant, the entire house was transformed.

"If you work in domestic services, you'll definitely make a fortune!"

Looking at the room that had changed so much in the blink of an eye, Yukio couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

The woman of death was equally surprised, but she knew quite a bit about Hawking's background and knew that he possessed many special abilities.

"He's not short of money."

Given the development of League of Legends International, it won't be long before Hawking becomes the world's richest man.

"Gurgle~~"

Just then, both Yukio and the Death Woman's stomachs rumbled at the same time, and both of them immediately showed embarrassed expressions.

It's not surprising, actually. Yukio has been looking for Logan and Mariko since the afternoon and hasn't eaten yet. The Death Woman also flew from New York to Tokyo with Hawking and then came here, and hasn't had dinner either.

Are there any places to eat around here?

Hawking rubbed his stomach; he was a little hungry too.

Yukio shook her head:

"This place is very remote. People basically go to sleep after dark, so restaurants are only open during the day. At this time, you can't even buy groceries."

"Then just bear with it and eat it tomorrow morning."

"That's what the woman who died suggested."

Skipping a meal isn't a big problem.

"Wait here for me, I'll be right back."

Hawking frowned. He thought it was fine if the two women were hungry, but he didn't like going hungry.

He threw a kunai engraved with the Flying Thunder God Technique symbol on the ground, and his hands quickly formed hand seals:

"Flying Thunder God Technique!"

With a flash, Hawking appeared in his room in the school dormitory.

Before leaving, he had already left a kunai engraved with the Flying Thunder God Technique in his dormitory room, so that he could return at any time.

I opened the door and ran towards the school cafeteria.

"There are still plenty of ingredients left, that should be enough."

It's already midnight, the restaurant has long since closed, and Chef Yug has gone home.

So eating ready-made food is definitely not an option; the only thing to do is pack up the leftover ingredients from the restaurant kitchen and take them with you to cook for yourself.

However, this was not difficult for him, as he was quite knowledgeable about cooking magic.

Compared to other forms of magic, the difficulty of cooking magic lies not in the magic itself, but rather in the user's culinary skills.

Food prepared by someone with good culinary skills will be delicious, while food prepared by someone with poor culinary skills will not be able to be made even if they master the magic.

The essence of cooking magic is to use magic to cook more conveniently and quickly, rather than to conjure up delicious food out of thin air.

Creating food out of thin air violates Gump's laws of transformation and cannot be accomplished with magic, at least not within the wizarding system.

While Hawking's culinary skills weren't exactly superb, they were still quite good; he was basically in charge of cooking in Sokovia.

"Grow bigger quickly!"

He took a basket of ingredients from the kitchen, enlarged it with a magic spell, and began a massive cleaning spree, stuffing most of the ingredients into the basket.

"It seems that once I get the adamantium alloy, I need to build my own space box as soon as possible."

Compared to enlargement and shrinking spells, storage space equipment is more convenient.

"Flying Thunder God Technique!"

Sensing the spatial coordinates of the Flying Thunder God Technique in the distance, he shouldered the enormous basket filled with ingredients, activated the Flying Thunder God Technique, and vanished from the spot.

Inside the Yashida family home, just as the Death Woman and Yukio were somewhat bewildered by Hawking's sudden disappearance, Hawking reappeared in the living room carrying a basket about the size of a small car.

"This is way too much!"

The two were somewhat stunned as they looked at the large chunks of pork, beef, chicken, and various vegetables in the basket and heard Hawking say that he was going to turn these ingredients into food.

"I think this piece is enough for the three of us."

Yukio picked up a large piece of beef from the basket, which was intended to be used for steak.

There are only three of them, not three hundred.

"The main problem is that with so many ingredients, it will take until dawn to prepare them."

The woman knew that Hawking had a huge appetite, but even if the three of them cooked together, it would take at least five or six hours to prepare all that food.

Hawking didn't explain, but simply pointed to the basket of ingredients and began to perform his cooking magic.

Under the influence of cooking magic, the ingredients flew into the kitchen one after another. Then, with the help of various kitchen utensils, they were broken down into dishes at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and quickly transformed into delicious food that flew out and was placed on the dining table.

"Alright, we can start eating now."

Once the food was ready, Hawking didn't stand on ceremony. After giving a greeting, he quickly got to work.

"Angbuliyabo!"

The Death Woman and Yukio exchanged a glance and uttered the same sigh.

(End of this chapter)