After Klein answered one by one, he glanced at the other party's tired expression, raised his cane and said, "That's right, you ruined a conspiracy against Tingen City, you can go back and rest, Kenli, you can go find Old Ni Er come here."

After finishing the order, Dunn shook his head and smiled wryly: "Before Sequence 6, Beyonders of the 'Sleepless' path lacked many auxiliary abilities, and even ritual magic could only master the simplest and most basic ones."

"Captain, what do you mean, starting from Sequence 6, the Extraordinary of the 'Sleepless' pathway will get corresponding enhancements?" Klein asked curiously.

"Yes." Dunn gave an affirmative answer.

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After leaving Deville Library, Klein, who returned to Narcissus Street in a public carriage, almost fell asleep on the way several times.

He forcefully entered the door, took off his hat and coat, and fell asleep on the sofa.

After an unknown amount of time, he woke up suddenly, took out his pocket watch, and snapped it away.

"Melissa will be back in half an hour, Benson still has forty or fifty minutes...they have to wait for an hour and a half before they can enjoy dinner..." Klein rubbed his forehead and walked into the kitchen.

He washed his face with cold water first, and then took out the ingredients such as oxtail, tomatoes, carrots and onions that he bought at noon.

After finishing his preparations, he was suddenly a little stunned, feeling that this didn't quite match what happened in the afternoon.

"I'm the man who just saved the city of Tingen..." Klein muttered amusedly, put on a white apron, picked up a kitchen knife, and started to get busy.

After eight o'clock, in the dining room of Moretti's house.

Looking at the plate with only a shallow soup base left, Benson raised his hand to cover his mouth and belched contentedly.

"Although it's the third time I've eaten it, I still think it's delicious enough. The sweet and sour tomato, the elastic meat of the oxtail, and the very special umami taste perfectly blend together. Klein, I'm so sorry, Blackthorn Security The company has cost the city of Tingen an outstanding chef."

Melissa leaned back in her chair, silently nodding in agreement.

"It's just because you haven't seen real cooking skills." Klein smiled modestly, "In the future, if we have a chance, we will go to the Bonaparte Restaurant in Howers Street to taste the authentic Intis feast, and go to the Jinwutong District Taste of the South at Shoreline restaurants."

These are restaurants that are often featured in newspapers, and the per capita consumption of the former is 1.5 pounds.

"I like what you do better." Melissa replied without hesitation.

Benson chuckled, and then said: "But I always feel that there is something wrong with the tomato oxtail soup you made. Maybe, maybe it shouldn't be served with bread?"

Klein nodded in agreement: "Its best partner should be rice."

"Rice..." Melissa whispered, and there was a bit of yearning in her expression.

Tingen, which is located in the north, is not considered a metropolis. Except for a few specific restaurants, it is difficult to eat rice.

For Benson and Melissa, the food existed almost exclusively in newspaper descriptions and only occasionally in textbooks.

Seeing his younger sister's expression, Klein laughed and said, "When we save money for another six months, we'll find a chance to go to Disi Bay for a vacation and taste the delicacies there."

Dissi Bay is located in the southernmost part of the Kingdom of Loen, and a third of it belongs to the Kingdom of Fenepot. There is plenty of sunshine and pleasant scenery, and seafood rice is very famous.

Without waiting for Melissa to express her opinion on frugality, Klein offered to say: "Wait another three months, and my salary will have a substantial increase, which can completely meet the needs of traveling and saving money at the same time."

"Why?" Both Benson and Melissa were distracted.

Klein coughed twice, and explained with a smile: "Based on my good professionalism, the police department that often cooperates with our company also intends to hire me as a part-time history consultant. They will pay me an additional salary, at least 2 pounds, don�t be surprised if you see me wearing a police uniform and showing the corresponding ID in the future.�

"Of course, as you all know, the efficiency of government departments is like the footsteps of a ninety-year-old lady. They still need a long process and an assessment of me. Therefore, my two-month rest day will I often go to Hoy University to find my mentors, find faculty members I know, and learn more knowledge." JrNovels.com