Bab 500: Three Hundred and Sixty: A Common Ailment of the Intelligent

Chen Ze shook his head, assuming that Betty was just playing with some meme again, and then he continued to focus on making his Dragon's Beard Candy. Chen Ze planned to finish the dessert quickly to add more Huaxia desserts to the menu.

"But it's almost lunchtime, looks like I need to find time to make lunch," Chen Ze yawned, not sure why he had not slept well the day before.

"Manager, Hastur asked me to pass on a message," Nyarlathotep's voice suddenly came through, almost causing Chen Ze to snap the sugar strands in fright.

"You really are popping up out of nowhere, huh? Have you been watching Batman lately?" Chen Ze turned around and looked at Nyarlathotep, who was standing at the open kitchen window, with annoyance.

"I haven't seen anything about Batman, but Hastur recently killed a dragon, a wicked one, and might come by soon. I'll be taking off now," Nyarlathotep yawned, then waved his hand and prepared to leave.