Chapter 48: The God of Cuisine
Dorothy was a little speechless about Sophia's decision to directly put her in charge of the kitchen, but she wasn't particularly resistant.
She actually quite liked cooking; the kitchen at home used to be her domain.
For Dorothy, cooking was a hobby, a passion. Who could refuse the allure of delicious food?
She wasn't boasting, but her talent in cooking absolutely dwarfed her talent in magic. If cooking could lead to becoming a god in this Witch World, then the position of Chef God would undoubtedly be hers.
It was a pity that the Witch World had no true gods, only some pseudo-gods from other worlds. As a Demoness, Dorothy naturally disdained becoming one of those pseudo-gods who could only wield power within their small domains by relying on world rules.
So, when she had nothing to do, Dorothy had no choice but to integrate her culinary skills into magic. The "Witch's Magic Kitchen" series of spells, which consistently ranked among the top three best-selling Magic Web spells, was the result of her research.
Since the creation of this spell series, the overall culinary standard of the entire Witch World had improved by more than just one magnitude. It could be said that Dorothy had single-handedly raised the dietary level of this world.
Alas, to be honest, these culinary spells were far more profitable than real estate. If Dorothy had chosen money back then, the wealth she'd accumulated from these spells over the years would certainly be an astronomical figure. It was just a pity...
For Dorothy to delve into the mysteries of magic, simply relying on her own haphazard pondering was definitely not enough. A clever housewife cannot cook without rice. If the fundamental magic principles weren't solid, then everything else would be futile. To go further on the path of magic, a sufficient reserve of magical knowledge was essential.
However, the most expensive thing in the Witch World was knowledge.
Although Demonesses had always been very willing to share knowledge, almost all Demonesses would immediately write their new discoveries into theses and upload them to the Magic Web Library. Therefore, the Magic Web Library contained almost all the knowledge of the entire Witch World.
But this knowledge was not shared for free.
Demonesses who uploaded knowledge to the Library would gain Library points, and if they wanted to learn knowledge from others in the Library, they also needed to spend points.
In the Magic Web Library, as long as you had enough points, you were almost All-Knowing. The knowledge treasure trove of the entire Witch World, spanning hundreds of thousands of years, would open its doors to you, allowing you to take whatever you desired.
So when the administrator of the Magic Web Library asked Dorothywhether her spell income should be settled in Witch Gold or Library points, Dorothy unhesitatingly chose Library points.
Are you kidding? For a Demoness like her, who was on the All-Knowing Path, was there anything more important than knowledge?
Once she had enough Library points, wouldn't she just soar? When she emerged from her studies, wouldn't money be hers for the taking?
She thought that way back then, and she was still firmly on that path now. The only problem was that learning took time, and who knew when she would finally complete her studies and emerge?
Her Library points were increasing, but her Witch Gold in her pocket was growing slowly. She had even considered more than once whether to exchange some Library points for money to spend, but in the end, she resisted the temptation.
Are you kidding? Exchanging points for money was a one-way street. Library points could be exchanged for Witch Gold at an equivalent rate, but Witch Gold couldn't be used to top up Library points.
This naturally meant that Library points were more valuable. Using invaluable points to exchange for gold that could be obtained through other means was clearly not cost-effective and would result in a huge loss.
Besides, even though her account showed many Library points, they seemed insignificant when compared to the vast ocean of knowledge in the Library. They really didn't last long.
Not to mention, just the twelve-ring Forbidden Spells, whose exchange price was astronomical, her accumulated points over so many years could only buy two or three of the cheapest ones.
So, her points were far from enough and she couldn't afford to waste them.
Witch Gold could be accumulated slowly, but Library points were truly a case of the more the merrier.
Dorothy, the miser, the hoarder, the veteran squirrel, thought so.
However, what had bothered her most over the years was her slow learning speed. There was no way around it; self-study was simply too slow and inefficient. Her learning speed simply couldn't keep up with the rate at which her account points grew. The most tragic thing in life was this; she sometimes worried that if she continued like this, she might die of old age before finishing her studies, which would be a huge loss.
Fortunately, after waiting so many years, she had finally arrived at this Witch Academy.
Hehehe, I heard that scholars are everywhere here, and you can easily encounter powerful individuals just by walking around. So, finding a teacher who can increase my learning efficiency should be very easy.
As she thought of that beautiful future where her learning speed would multiply several times, Dorothy's smile gradually became distorted.
"Young lady, please don't make such a silly face at the food. You're smiling like a mouse that's fallen into a rice granary, and you're almost drooling."
Beside her, Sophia looked at the mysteriously giggle young lady in front of her and couldn't help but frown, somewhat puzzled as to what was so funny.
Was being put in charge of the kitchen such a happy thing?
But looking at the clearly distracted young lady, and then at the cooking spell still perfectly operating on the stove, a hint of complexity flashed across the Angel Witch's face.
Had her control over spells become so proficient that she could control them unconsciously? Was this the realm of a spell creator?
The pure white girl sighed in her heart. At this moment, she finally completely believed that the young lady's earlier words were not a joke. The famous Forest Witch of the Magic Web might just be this silly-smiling young lady herself.
"Ah, it's nothing, I just suddenly thought of something happy."
Reminded by Sophia, Dorothy snapped out of her myriad thoughts. She habitually reached out to wipe the corner of her mouth, then glared unhappily at the pure white girl nearby.
Where was she drooling? Not at all.
"Okay, the food is almost done, we can eat. But where's Mother?"
Dorothy waved her hand, and invisible magical hands skillfully began to plate the cooked food and place it on the dining table. She also untied her apron, asking curiously.
Since waking up, she hadn't seen her Mother Youfeiliya, but the Angel Witch had told her earlier that her clothes, which were dirty from throwing up due to teleportation sickness yesterday, were actually changed and cleaned by her Mother.
However, Sophia on the side was now shocked by the dishes placed on the dining table.
What the heck? Were these dishes enchanted with Holy Light? Why were they glowing?
Looking at the table full of shimmering, art-like exquisite dishes, the Angel Witch fell into contemplation.
After a long time, she finally came back to her senses and answered the young lady's question.
"Teacher is very busy. Yesterday, seeing that you wouldn't wake up for a while, she went back to deal with matters. She said she would come over as soon as she finished."
Dorothy didn't press the matter further.
She wasn't the kind of child who would throw a tantrum if her mother wasn't by her side when she woke up. Her experience as a Transmigration understood the hardships of adults.
Youfeiliya must be very tired. After all, this birth mother was not only a great lord but also an Apex Witch, one of the top figures even in the entire Witch World. Such a powerful individual must be busy with countless affairs. Her previous search for her must have delayed many things, and now she probably had to go back and work overtime.
So she nodded understandingly, without saying much.
And actually, it was quite good that Youfeiliya wasn't here. After all, her birth mother's aura was too strong. Dorothy always felt a bit uncomfortable when she was with her, always feeling apprehensive as if facing a powerful figure.
She probably wasn't used to it yet. It should get better once they became more familiar.
Now that only Sophia remained, Dorothy actually felt relieved.
"Hmm, then try my cooking. The kitchen will be in my charge from now on. Consider it my rent for living here."
She also sat down at the dining table and confidently said to the Angel Witch across from her.
"Please take care of me from now on, Miss Sophia."
Although the two had almost become a couple directly, they weren't very familiar yet, and they might have to live together for several years. So, Dorothy had truly put her best effort into this meal, hoping to leave a good impression on her future roommate.
On the other side, the pure white girl looked at the young lady across from her, who was smiling kindly, and then at her rustic appearance. She actually didn't feel like bothering with her much.
Who wants to get along well with you? If it weren't for Teacher's orders, I wouldn't even want to talk to you. We don't get along.
Sophia grumbled this in her heart, but she looked down at the table full of shimmering, delicious dishes, sniffing the captivating and wonderful aromas, and finally, she couldn't help but nod.
"This is my task anyway, young lady."
Mm-hmm, it's just Teacher's task, she's just carrying out orders.
The Angel Witch confirmed this in her heart as she forked a piece of golden roasted dragon wing rib in front of her.
Then, she took a big bite. After chewing a couple of times, her golden eyes widened instantly.
At this moment, in a trance, the girl felt as if she had seen the legendary God.
Hmm, there's no mistake. This is definitely the All-Knowing and omnipotent God in the realm of cuisine.
Little Witch, another bowl, please.