My Restaurant Connects with Myriad Worlds

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“Please come to our concert!” A degenerate fairy in cute clothes waving his wings, flying around, handing out flyers.

“Concert? What is this?” A Lich curiously took the flyer and looked at it.

“Romance Idol Group?” The soul fire in Lich’s eyes flickered.

He saw another Lich inside, but this Lich looked a little strange.

He has never seen such a…cute Lich, although it is strange to say that, but in short this Lich is very cute.

“Is it going to the arena to watch?” Lich became interested. It stands to reason that he became Lich and gave up the pursuit of other emotions.

Serve magic wholeheartedly and pursue the limits of magic.

But looking at this lovely Lich on the leaflet, he didn’t know why, he felt his heart moved…

“Yes, please come to watch it. When the time comes, you may have to pay an entrance fee of Silver Coin~” Midra smiled and looked at Lich in front of him.

“Okay, I will definitely come to join in.” Lich nodded, originally planned to go to the library that day, but now he has a new idea.

“Midra loves you~chop~” The fallen fairy put her hands on her chest and made a strange movement.

Seeing Lich leave, Midra smiled and continued to distribute flyers.

At night, Midra returned to their current “home”.

“How’s the situation?” The snake-man high priest stuck out his tongue and looked towards Midra who came back last.

“Ah, luck is okay, there are a dozen intelligent creatures who are willing to come, and 2 said they would consider it.” Midra lay on the soft bed weakly, shaking her feet and throwing her shoes on the ground.

“Where is your side? Angelina.” Midra looked towards the snake-man high priest. This companion is now exceptionally young and beautiful.

“I only recruited ten Beastman Races here, and a few of them said they would consider it.” Angelina was in a bad mood, especially when she recruited the least.

“Where are Aliyah and Pearne?” Midra looked at all around, not at all at home, and saw the silhouettes of the other two companions.

“They recruited more than 100 guests in total, saying that they would come more than 2, and then because the dance was not up to standard, they were called by the…agent to practice dance.” Angelina lay on the sofa and touched it. Touching my belly, my abdomen, which was a bit sagging, has become firm and smooth again.

Midra rolled the eyes, the ghost knew what they had experienced during this time, and now Midra still remembers the tone of the Hooded Man.

“Let’s be idols!” Unexplained speeches and completely incomprehensible emotions.

However, after being forced to stuff a lot of knowledge about idols, Midra 4 can be regarded as understanding what this person wants to do.

Then the hood…the agent took them for plastic surgery, completely disregarding their opinions, and revised them from beginning to end.

“It’s really hard to get Aliyah to practice dance. I suspect she has ADHD.” Midra picked up a fruit with magic and hugged it in his arms.

“Pearne wants to add swiftness to herself, but after… the agent refused, I saw her sneak up to oil her bones yesterday evening.” Angelina felt that her 4 were the most embarrassing among Tier 9 professionals. 4 of them.

When other professionals were doing tasks, increasing their strength or enjoying life, the four of them were tortured under the hands of agents.

“Humhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……” A very familiar voice suddenly came from a room.

“When the moon rises, the red lantern held it…” Angelina stood up directly and sang involuntarily.

“…” Midra stopped silently.

“…” Angelina awkwardly cancelled the change technique released on her tail.

“Cough cough…today…the weather is so good~” Angelina smiled and hit haha.

“…” Midra looked out the window, it was raining heavily now.

“I’ll say it again! Aliyah, the butterfly step here must go like this, don’t trip yourself up when you keep walking!” The manager’s roar came from the room.

“To be honest, if I hadn’t seen his strength, I would have forgotten the agent’s military force value.” Midra patted his chest hard and swallowed the fruit.

“Yeah, the members who dared to come to us were hung on the tree to dry…” Angelina shivered, even Transcender, in front of this agent, could not finish a word.

According to the words of the agent.

“They A came up, they think they have a big advantage!”

“Then I typed GG in the laughter!”

Although she can’t understand these words at all, Angelina can still see that the strength of this agent is already terrifying.

“Pearne, the hand here is a little more swagger… I didn’t let you drop your bones as a bastard! Forcing me to use force!” It seems that the Romance Idol Group has a long way to go.

“Really, I suspect this group of guys are here to fuck me.” Looking at Hastur who is spitting out bitterly, Chen Ze’s corner of the mouth twitched.

“Can you just instill experience directly into their minds?” Chen Ze continued Grilled Pork Belly. Hastur seemed to like this thing very much.

“In that case, how can I still experience the fun of nurturing? I might as well directly control the consciousness of all intelligent creatures in Negative Plane and push them to Peak.” Hastur rolled the eyes, he now figured it out. I can’t buy it when I play nurturing games. Archive, you can’t open a cheat device.

“So at first you let them have a concert?” Chen Ze handed Betty a portion of the roasted pork, and Betty quickly put it on Hastur’s table.

“Yes, in the memory I read, isn’t there a protagonist who is looking at the empty concert scene and is determined to make it full?” Hastur was very proud, but he thought for a while before he decided to use this trick to stimulate his men. 4 idols.

“What about the repertoire of the concert?” Chen Ze felt a little interested.

“Here.” Hastur threw a leaflet, and Chen Ze took a look and found that he couldn’t understand it at all.

“Betty, you can translate it.” Chen Ze could only look towards Betty who was drinking happy water to wipe the table.

“Okay, let me see…” Betty took a look at the leaflet.

“Um… to the happy Divine Kingdom…” Betty said the first sentence tangledly.

“Hey hey hey! You are abnormal! Abnormal in every sense! What the hell is the path to the happy Divine Kingdom? Do you want the audience to go to heaven?”