RNP Chapter 116 Solomon Wants to Swear
Chapter 116 Solomon Wants to Swear
Chapter 116 Solomon Wants to Swear
"I added just a little bit." Klein didn't deny it, and made a gesture somewhat embarrassed.
"Yeah, a tiny bit." Rosen nodded seriously, looking at Klein earnestly, and said, "I think I understand why you've gotten a bit rounder after starting work. You were such a tall, thin, handsome guy in college! Sigh!"
He sighed dramatically, but what he said was true. Although Klein considered himself unremarkable, to be fair, Xiao Zhou was quite handsome in college. However, after working for a few years, he gained some weight. Although he was still not fat, his face became much rounder, and his looks naturally declined.
As for why Klein felt he was just an ordinary guy, it might be because he had high standards—after all, even the universally acknowledged handsome Leonard was just an ordinary handsome guy in Klein's eyes.
Mr. Fool was a little embarrassed. He coughed to cover it up and then changed the subject, saying, "It's my turn."
He quickly scooped up a glutinous rice ball for himself, took a bite, and then his eyes widened. After finally managing to swallow it, he exclaimed, "Who put canned herring in this glutinous rice ball?"
Is this the kind of filling a human could come up with?
The indescribable taste almost made Mr. Fool vomit; it was even more terrifying than Medici's mint mustard filling from before.
Ulorus honestly raised his hand and said, "Because Medici said that some strange flavors would make the game more interesting."
So everyone looked at the red angel.
Medici didn't deny it, and even said rather smugly, "What, is that not allowed? I thought you would really like to see others suffer."
"It's not that it's impossible, tsk, you guys know about culinary disasters!" Rosen shook his head and looked at the four people who hadn't tried the glutinous rice balls yet.
Antigonus smiled sheepishly under his gaze, quickly grabbed a glutinous rice ball, and stared wide-eyed after taking a bite.
It was a chili-flavored glutinous rice ball.
"Looks like you fortune tellers aren't very lucky!" Rosen remarked, watching Antigonus frantically drink water because of the spiciness.
Finally, he added, "Oh, by the way, I made this glutinous rice ball."
What could Antigonus say? He could only drink water in silence.
The true Creator then scooped up the next glutinous rice ball, chewed it without changing expression, swallowed it, and said, "Sichuan pepper flavor."
"Ahem!" Medici's eyes darted away, a rare occurrence for him, clearly indicating that he hadn't expected to trick the true creator.
Amon smiled, scooped up a glutinous rice ball, and put it in his mouth. His expression then became subtle.
"Looks like your luck isn't so great either?" Rosen asked curiously.
"It tastes very bitter. I was wondering who would win, but I didn't expect it to be me." Amon swallowed the glutinous rice ball in his mouth, raised his hand to push up his monocle, and smiled, saying, "But it's also quite interesting."
"As expected of you, I admit you're a real entertainer." Rosen gave Amon a six-pointer.
So the pressure then fell on Solomon.
Solomon: ————
The Black Emperor stared silently at the large pot before him. Under everyone's gaze, he did not back down. He scooped up a glutinous rice ball, put it in his mouth, and his serious expression relaxed.
It tastes normal, like red bean.
He thought this, and so he said it.
"According to the pattern, Red Bean is you?" Rosen looked at Antigonus and asked.
Antigonus nodded, without denying it.
Since He is neither Sequence 0 nor a relative, He certainly wouldn't dare add anything too strange to the glutinous rice balls, otherwise what if He gets beaten to death later?
"Are you sure you didn't pull any strings?" Medici questioned. "Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?"
"Well, I won't deny that I did some underhanded dealings in this regard; after all, that's how you ensure everyone's efforts aren't wasted!"
Rosen said quite frankly, then shrugged and said, "But as for who gets to eat whom's taste, I won't pull any strings."
"I knew it!" Medici pursed his lips, not surprised at all. He then curled the corners of his mouth and scooped another glutinous rice ball from the pot, but this one was clearly not for himself.
"Uh, you probably don't want me to eat you, do you?" Rosen wisely took a half step back.
Medici suddenly appeared beside Amon, clearly indicating that Amon was the one he truly intended to harm.
But the mischievous child was clearly prepared for this; the thief's abilities were activated, and in the end, Antigonus became the unlucky one.
Caught off guard and caught in the middle of it, Antigonus's eyes widened. He feared others, but not Amun, and joined in as well.
Then even more people got involved.
And so the real food war began!
"Your Majesty Solomon, let's have dinner together again sometime!"
After everyone had eaten their fill of glutinous rice balls, Rosen warmly greeted the Black Emperor Solomon, who was about to leave.
"————If there's a chance." Solomon didn't refuse outright, but he didn't agree immediately either. He just couldn't help but recall the strange-flavored glutinous rice balls he had just eaten.
As the Black Emperor, Solomon originally held the advantage in the food war. In fact, in the very beginning of the war, he was indeed the one who had nothing to worry about, watching others fight each other with amusement.
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But as the saying goes, "It is not scarcity that is the problem, but inequality." Solomon's leisurely state naturally made others who had already tasted strange flavors disapprove. And since the true creator was a doting father, he naturally chose to help his children unconditionally.
Solomon: ————
True Creator, that's yours!
But what could Solomon do? He couldn't really take a serious stance and turn against the true Creator over a few dumplings!
If this gets out, Tudor and Terensus will laugh themselves to death!
With some reservations, in the second half of the food war, our great Black Emperor was naturally drawn in as well, eating several strange-flavored glutinous rice balls.
Solomon: ————
The next time He gets involved in the true Creator's family disputes, He'll be a dog!
After seeing Solomon off, Rosen leisurely returned to the others.
At this moment, the true creator stood quietly in place, lost in thought, like a statue. Rosen knew that He was fighting against His own madness, locking all abnormalities within Himself to avoid affecting others.
The true creator of this era, although not as insane as later generations due to the abundance of anchor points, was still in a semi-mad state and was not very clear-headed most of the time. Therefore, he could only try his best to restrain himself to prevent his madness from "overflowing" and affecting the outside world.
This is also why the believers of the true Creator in this era are relatively normal; they have not been harmed by the true Creator's words.
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