Chapter 23 The red-haired uninvited guest

Lucifer suddenly sneezed slightly.

The alarm clock suddenly became nervous: [This shouldn’t be the case, your body has adjusted back from the human-like state, there is no cold -]

"Maybe someone is thinking of me."

Lucifer waved his hand, feeling that the alarm clock was too tense, but the next second, he suddenly fell into deep thought: "But my intuition tells me that the person who talks about me might be the angel who came to the world... Is my intuition accurate?

allow?"

[...You didn't mention it.] The alarm clock was blank, [I only know the information you told me or specially fed it to me.]

It's just a weak, pitiful, and helpless little alarm clock. Even if it learned how to cheat after listening to Lucifer study game operations and management for a while, it's really not good at anything else.

Lucifer thought for a while and said optimistically: "It must be an illusion. I have been away from home for so long. If nothing happens, no angel will suddenly mention me."

Well, he deliberately did things in such a low-key manner, so there would be no mistakes.

At this time, Einstein, who had called a few friends to come with him, wanted to exchange for a drink. As he walked to the counter, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the girls who were holding a literary salon next door. When he arrived in front of Lucifer,

He asked with some curiosity: "Sir, what are they eating?"

"Potato chips." Lucifer subconsciously raised his head and looked towards the salon, but was stunned for a moment.

I saw the girls who were chatting around the book seriously just now. Now they all had pious expressions. Each of them was holding a piece of potato chips in their hands, and they seemed to be discussing something intensely.

...Can I be so excited just by reading Tagore's poems?

Lucifer couldn't understand.

"——Don't eat it in small bites! I think you should take a big bite and enjoy the feeling of the potato chips breaking in your mouth!"

Miss Hugo waved the potato chips in her hand: "Close your eyes and listen to the sound from inside. Can you hear it? That crunchy sound is so pleasant!"

"However, if you take a big sip, the feeling will disappear quickly. If you take a small sip, you can enjoy it for a long time and taste the taste more carefully..." Andersen disagreed, "You are too greedy."

"Since God didn't punish me for this, I think it's okay."

"Why are you all talking about potato chips? No one wants to talk about this drink called Sprite? Do you see the bubbles? I think drinking this will help digestion."

The girls had a good reading session, but it was ruined by snacks and drinks.

No one cares about Tagore anymore, no one cares about the sun and stars, dreams and shadows, birds and songs. Everyone is occupied by appetite.

Einstein watched for a while, made up his mind, and asked: "What points should I use to redeem those potato chips?"

He has discovered that even if he does not draw the limited pool, he can still use points to redeem some novel food, so he is not in a hurry to draw the limited pool now, ordinary exchanges are enough to support him for a while.

"Ordinary points will do." Lucifer heard the song and knew its elegant meaning, "Can I give you one?"

Einstein nodded expectantly: "Yes, please."

Lucifer's potato chips are wholesale, and the quantity is large enough. He served Einstein a plate directly. The curvy potato chips on the plate were neatly stacked together, which was enough to make him tired of the taste in one sitting - at least.

Lucifer will definitely get tired of eating these.

Einstein also thought that this plate was very rich, so he took it back and shared it with his friends.

"It turns out they are potato slices." Finally, there was something that looked very simple to make. Jack, who had eaten spicy and sour beef noodles, felt that he had seen the world, so he easily picked up a piece and put it on

He put it in his mouth and bit it down.

"...!!!"

The crispy taste is addictive, and the spice powder on the surface of the potato chips gives the tongue a slight irritation. In order to offset this stimulation, some hormones that bring pleasure begin to be secreted at an accelerated rate.

He could hardly stop chewing one piece after another, and the sound of the potato chips being destroyed echoed in his head.

The primitive destructive instinct that has been suppressed for a long time will subconsciously feel satisfied when performing destructive behaviors. His desire for destruction is vented mercilessly in the process of crushing potato chips, and this will make him happier.

Suddenly, Jack's hand that went to take a piece froze in mid-air.

The potato chips processed using the technology of modern food factories have a very complex taste. Even if you eat more than a dozen slices, you won't feel tired. The problem is... these potato chips are not Jack's.

Several people were eating together, and before they knew it, the plates were half empty.

Jack, who finally realized this, was shocked. He was so rude. This was not his character at all! Jack didn't even know what was wrong with him, he just felt like he couldn't stop eating at all.

As Einstein stuffed it into his mouth, he said to Jack: "It's okay. Let's eat together. At worst, you can treat me next time."

He understood everyone's gaffes very well.

It's obviously potato chips, why does it taste so delicious?

He could guess that it was fried, but it tasted not oily at all. It was dry and crispy. It would break into several pieces in the mouth with just a touch of the teeth. The rough surface was covered with delicious powder. After eating the potato chips,

Licking my lips again, I couldn't be happier.

Jack couldn't resist the temptation and couldn't help but join in eating potato chips again.

While he was eating, he asked: "Even potato chips can be made so delicious, how many good things do you think we don't know about, Master Sage?"

Einstein, whose mouth was a little dry after eating, paused with difficulty and said thoughtfully: "In this way, it seems that every time the sage takes the initiative to bring us new products, or he is eating them, we can get them if we ask...

…And when we exchange, we usually only exchange for things we already know… Although I haven’t gotten tired of it yet, there seems to be really few choices!”

Jack held his points card between his fingers: "Do you want to ask? It just so happens that I also want to redeem some food that we can share together."

Everyone agreed.

I don’t feel tired of drinking cola, milk tea and coffee all the time, so it’s one thing to always redeem points for drinks, but it’s another thing not to know what their points can be redeemed for! This is a matter of the right to know!

So several people went to the counter together.

Lucifer was still a little surprised and didn't understand what problems these people could have with eating potato chips. However, after hearing the appeal, he couldn't help but fell into deep thought: "Ah, what you said makes sense."

Normally, a restaurant would have a menu or something, but this... because it was not a serious restaurant at all, it took so long to discover the problem that it actually missed this point.

"But even if I tell you the names, you don't know what they are, right?" Lucifer pointed out the question, "Like Coke, Sprite, etc... Potato chips are okay, but can you imagine popcorn?"

Several teenagers in front of the counter shook their heads in unison.

Not to mention popcorn, even the simple and easy-to-understand name of potato chips, the taste they imagine is very different from the taste in their mouths!!!

Einstein sighed: "So let's try our luck. When we want to try something new, the sage can give us a random one..."

"That's not necessary." Lucifer touched his chin, "Why don't we hold a tasting party."

Everyone: "...? Tasting session?"

"Well, for the tasting session, only the food that can be smoked from the limited pool will be excluded. I will take out a small portion of the food that you can choose. You can try everything, so that you know which one you like, and you can try it in the future.

You can make your own choice." Lucifer said as he refined his idea, "Just use five red points to exchange for the admission ticket. One admission ticket can bring two people, whether you bring your parents or your lover."

Everyone thinks this is a genius solution! It’s perfect!

Although five red points require them to win five times, which is a bit troublesome when everyone is at the same level, it can still be done by challenging it a few more times and spending some time.

Jack has already asked excitedly: "When will the tasting be held?"

Lucifer said casually: "The day after tomorrow, if you don't have enough points, take the opportunity to brush up your points so that I can prepare."

"Oh oh oh!"

Several people cheered, more happy than winning the trial.

After all, the tasting meeting means that they can eat a lot of delicious food that they have never tasted before. This was an unimaginable luxury before, but now not only have they not been punished by God, but they can also have this unimaginable luxury.

It's a once-in-a-lifetime experience, and they can't think of any reason why they shouldn't go.

Oh, there really is.

Such as protests from parents.

"What? Tasting party? Is it a banquet...forget it, it's just a new thing made by the 'sage' from some Apple store, right?"

Einstein's mother said with dissatisfaction: "You have been running away all day recently, and you don't stay to help. You don't like to study as much as before. Edison came to you today and said that you haven't been to the research group for several days."

, I asked the Gauss family and found out that you kids like to go to that Apple store recently! If you continue like this, I will report the Apple store to the church!"

Einstein was surprised and angry: "Hey, why do you want to report it? The sage has done nothing wrong, and I don't go to the research group because our research has reached a bottleneck. Everyone needs to figure out their own ideas before we can continue. No.

You stayed at home to help because you said you didn’t need it! I just invited you to the Apple store to participate in a tasting party, just because I hope you can understand what it’s like there, instead of just hearing about it and starting to think that your son is a bad learner! You know me

But I’ve never received any divine punishment because of that store!”

"...What you said makes sense." Einstein's mother accepted her son's words and said calmly, "The taste test will be the day after tomorrow, right? I will make time."

The next day, several people gathered in the Apple store with haggard expressions.

"I'm sorry for you, Ludwig." Einstein confessed to Gauss as soon as they met, "If I hadn't invited my mother, my mother wouldn't have known about the tasting party. If my mother hadn't known about the tasting party, she would have

I won’t mention this matter to your mother. If she doesn’t mention this matter to your mother, your place can be reserved for your lover..."

Gauss rubbed his temples: "No, this is not your problem. In fact, our parents have some recent rumors about the Apple store. They originally wanted to make an appointment to come together when they have time. The tasting meeting is not a secret. They are sure

You will know that it doesn’t matter whether you invite your mother or not. As far as I know, there are more than just a few of our homes-"

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound suddenly sounded. Everyone turned their heads in surprise and found that the person who accidentally smashed the cup turned out to be the Sage.

The sage himself looked very surprised. His golden eyes widened slightly and he stared blankly at the fragments on the ground, as if he didn't understand what was happening.

"Sage, are you okay?" Einstein had never seen a sage like this before, and ran over worriedly, "Do you need help?"

"...No, it's nothing." The sage came back to his senses, waved his hand, and the pieces of milk tea and cup on the ground were picked up by a gust of wind and floated in the air, "I just lost my mind..."

In order to lighten the atmosphere, Einstein joked: "Sages can also be distracted?"

The sage seemed to be a little absent-minded, and even said it unconsciously when asked: "Suddenly I had a bad feeling, as if there would be an uninvited guest——"

"Does the uninvited guest mean me?"

A red-haired young man appeared at the door of the store at some point. He crossed his arms, his head and body against the door frame, and said in a somewhat unkind tone.
Chapter completed!