Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

Chapter 438 Intertwined Stories

Rona was sent back to Maze Street to be examined by Eileen. After being repeatedly reminded, "You must come back on New Year's Eve!", Fan Wei returned to the Empire.

"Sigh, the concern from elders can sometimes be really stressful~"

Feeling that Eileen would be very angry if he didn't keep his promise, and the consequences would be extremely serious, Fan Wei quickened his pace even further.

Having regained his culinary skills, he quickly used monster ingredients to create exquisite and magical pastries.

"It's so delicious, Misel! It makes me feel happy just by eating it!"

Having been given the chance to be alone, with dust and cream on his lips and his cheeks slightly puffed out, he tasted countless delicacies as the exclusive evaluator.

The mini cakes have a rich, creamy sweetness and a variety of flavors; the crispy cookies are simple yet satisfying; the pineapple cakes are full of tropical fruit sweetness; and the sponge cakes are so soft that you feel like you're sinking into them, giving you a great sense of satisfaction in your mouth.

The mille-feuille bread offers a unique experience, making every bite even more novel!

She enjoyed the food very much, and she was even happier to be alone with Fan Wei, especially his gentle smile, which was more delicious to her than any dessert.

"Eat more, you're too thin, Miss Dust."

"I won't have to work so hard anymore."

Fan Wei was gratified to see the girl finally open up to him and reveal her innocent side. For him, being able to make people better was the greatest satisfaction.

"Do you find me strange, Misser?"

Dust suddenly asked, knowing that she was being abrupt. As a mixed-race girl who had once carefully tried to survive, she was naturally not lacking in caution and keenness.

It was only because she was favored by the gods that she felt confident, and she really wanted to get closer to Fan Wei.

"Strange? No." Fan Wei noticed the change in the dust, but he already knew she was extraordinary, able to demonstrate special abilities in the system's authentication.

Dust, at least like him, is a very special kind of existence.

Perhaps she has discovered her own uniqueness, just like he obtained the system.

“Perhaps we are quite similar,” Fan Wei said earnestly, which made the girl’s heterochromatic eyes sparkle with a joy of acceptance and recognition.

"You must have been sent by God to give me...our gospel!"

Dust raised its hand, as if making a vow, "I will do everything in my power to help you!"

"Let's start packing the gifts!" Fan Wei smiled brightly as he pulled out a mountain of packing boxes from his spatial storage. It's really nice to have someone help!

Dust paused, then smiled, her face blooming like a flower—not flamboyant, but like a few scattered little flowers blooming in a crack in the rock, a simple and pure beauty.

"This one is for Draine. I hope he can handle things smoothly with the nobles." Fan Wei muttered to himself as he packed the gift. As a mark for the gift, Dust helped beside him and silently made a wish.

'May Misr's wish come true.'

'This is for Baron Carcamos; I hope he and Lady Bellatriu have reconciled.'

'May Misr's wish come true.'

"This is for Ms. Aruo Rou. I hope she likes it."

'I hope...who is this woman? I hope she never appears before Misser!'

Overall, the gift wrapping and shipping went smoothly. I heard that the Empire's postmen face severe punishment if they mess things up.

After handing the mountain of gifts along with a tip to the weary-looking postman, Fan Wei returned to the kitchen with a touch of sympathy.

The publicity and promotion at the middle and upper levels were handled by Drain and his companions, while Dust helped at the lower levels. All he had to do was prepare the prizes.

The prizes are, of course, ingredients. Fan Wei himself can't participate in the New Year's Eve dinner table for people in Beijing, and the large quantity makes it difficult for him to cook them all.

But ingredients that he has processed are fine!

This is a nationwide event, with potentially hundreds of thousands, millions, or even tens of millions of participants. Naturally, a considerable amount of prizes will be needed, requiring at least tens of thousands of tons of supplies.

Even a hundred-ton truck wouldn't be enough to handle the sheer volume of cargo!

Even with the help of monsters, the dungeon's output efficiency is still insufficient to quickly meet such demands. Fortunately, Fan Wei has an undeveloped virgin territory that can provide resources.

In the End, the vast resources of flesh and blood there can be used as nutrients for the modified fast-growing flowers, provided that the Red Poison is properly disposed of.

The restaurant itself acts as a 'multi-purpose workshop,' providing a production line that can quickly produce enough products. Combined with the 'greenhouse' supplying vegetables, it's simply perfect.

"What's next, Misser?" Dust asked Fan Wei.

"Ah, I plan to..."

A soft thud interrupted the conversation. Fan Wei turned his head and was surprised to see an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time standing at the window. It was none other than Aricaberen.

"Hey, dear Fan, you haven't forgotten me, have you?" Cabernet greeted him with his usual handsome smile and magnetic voice.

"Ah!" Fan Wei pretended to think. "Oh, it seems to be Mr. Thief, who hasn't been here for a long time."

"How are things going between you and Her Highness the Princess?"

Faced with his teasing and jokes, Caberen chuckled, "Heh, of course you can't compare to our irresistibly charming and exceptionally skilled chef. Verdilis has even praised you to me."

"Your story of beating up the Fourth Prince and the Exploration Legion's superhumans is no longer news."

"You can feel it, right? There are countless eyes watching this place from outside. It took me a lot of effort to sneak in."

Fan Wei was aware of some outside spying, but he ignored it.

It's bad if one person is watching you, so you have to be careful. But if a group of people are watching you, that's actually a security measure. Haven't you noticed that even highly skilled thieves have a hard time infiltrating?

"Welcome, Cabernet. Are you here to have dinner with me?"

Fan Wei welcomed his friend's visit.

“Of course, I really like your cooking.” Cabernet took off his hat and pressed it to his chest. “Also, I’ve planned a really fun New Year’s Eve event~ Interested in joining us?”

"New Year's Eve activities?" Fan Wei's gaze turned strange as he thought of the charming and eccentric thief in front of him.

As the saying goes, on a dark and windy night... no, not murder or arson, but this guy is either going to rob some noble family's treasury or to have a relationship with noble ladies that goes beyond friendship.

A gentleman like him...!

Fan Wei, with a shameless and pretentious attitude, seemed to think it wouldn't be appropriate for him to go.

"This stage has been carefully selected by me," Caberen boasted. "All the most prominent figures in the capital's thief world will be participating."

"It can be described as the most magnificent, exciting, and passionate operation in history."

"We're going to the palace! We're going to steal everything!!"

Looking at Cabernet, who was spreading his arms wide like the ultimate villain in a stage play explaining his plan, Fan Wei admitted that he was indeed shocked.

"Um," he said with an awkward laugh, his eyes darting around, "I have something to do that day, so I won't bother you."

“...Don’t wait until I tell you before you refuse.” Cabernet’s gaze was deep, as if to say, you already know too much.

"You didn't give anyone a chance to react at all!!"

"Haha." After a bit of teasing, Mr. Phantom Thief laughed, "Okay, actually I just thought it would be fun~ so I invited you to participate. If you don't want to come, then you can go and do your thing."

"Alas, the protagonist on the stage is always as lonely as snow."

"Are you still so vain even after being rejected?"

"Caberon...you bastard."

Looking at the aloof, blond-haired handsome man, Fan Wei was speechless. "Honestly, this is far too dangerous. Why do we have to go to the palace? Isn't that the most dangerous place in the entire empire?"

"Because..."

With a hearty smile, Aricabelen said with a mix of helplessness and nonchalance, "There's something... I just had to steal."