Looking at the pile of objects suspected to be a chunk of roasted meat with some charred parts and some bloody ones, Gu Mengmeng deeply felt that her compliment for Elvis moments ago was too exaggerated.
She had a deep understanding now that looks did not represent everything, not cooking skills, at least.
It was a talent to be able to turn a piece of fresh meat into a biochemical weapon.
Eat it? Gu Mengmeng definitely could not eat it.
But if she straight away say that she was not going to eat it, she could not resist Elvis's hopeful eyes.
Gu Mengmeng struggled for a while before deciding to sacrifice her stomach to please Elvis.
After all, Leader is the truth, while looks are justice.
