Picking Up Supreme Treasures in the Dream Realm-Chapter 539 - 359. The Magical Effect of Satellite Star Formation_3

Chapter 539: 359. The Magical Effect of Satellite Star Formation_3

Yang Fan looked at Trish, who was eagerly waiting, and couldn’t bear to refuse. He smiled and said, "Although it’s not cooked yet..."

Trish showed a disappointed expression.

Yang Fan shifted his tone: "But I’m a magician, it’s not a problem."

Trish immediately became happy.

Because she knew, the magical performance was about to begin again.

Yang Fan opened the steamer and brought out the half-cooked cake.

From the color of the cake, even a child could tell it wasn’t done.

He smiled and said, "Watch closely!"

Trish widened her eyes.

Yang Fan moved his right hand, and a lighter appeared in his hand.

"Click!"

The lighter produced a flame.

Yang Fan waved the lighter,

and the flame detached from the lighter, leisurely flying toward the cake, and directly hit it.

In that instant.

"Whoosh!"

The flame expanded dozens of times, and a large fireball appeared in the room, engulfing the entire cake.

The little girl was startled, quickly taking a few steps back.

The flame lasted less than half a second, then vanished completely.

The cake turned into a beautiful golden color, emitting a tempting fragrance.

"Wow!"

Trish exclaimed in extreme excitement.

To her, this was wonderful magic.

In fact, it was just one of the ways to use fire superpower, instantly baking the cake.

And to bake the cake to perfection, neither undercooked nor burnt, requires strong control. Ordinary superpower users can’t achieve this.

Yang Fan quickly spread a layer of cream over the cake, and topped it with strawberries, completing the creation.

Seeing this, Trish couldn’t stop drooling.

Yang Fan laughed as he watched, cut a piece of cake, placed it on a plate, and handed it to the little girl.

Trish picked up a piece with her small fork, eagerly tasted it, smiling so her eyes squinted: "So delicious!"

*

JICA Headquarters.

Inside a certain underground secret chamber.

A colonel held a monocular, gently shook it a few times, and tentatively called out: "Mr. X?!"

The monocular was silent.

The colonel waited for a few seconds, his face darkened, and he cursed under his breath: "Damn it!"

He tossed out a sentence: "I will make a move," and then there was no further reaction. What did that count as?

Beside him stood a senior intelligence officer, sounding a bit helpless: "Could Mr. X be worried about the Great Xia Spirit Crow, so he disconnected again?"

Nowadays, many people know that Mr. X seems to have a very serious psychological shadow regarding the Great Xia Spirit Crow, constantly worrying about being found by them, hence often having neurotic reactions.

The colonel sighed.

He didn’t speak, but his expression showed he strongly agreed with this statement.

The senior intelligence officer shrugged his shoulders and added: "I really can’t understand, we’ve never discovered the Great Xia Spirit Crow setting foot on Federation soil, why is Mr. X so terrified?"

The implication was — paranoia.

At that moment.

An angry voice suddenly echoed in the secret chamber: "The Xia People have an ancient saying, a frog that stays at the bottom of a deep well will never know how truly vast the sky is."

It was Mr. X’s voice.

The senior intelligence officer listened with an embarrassed face.

Mr. X continued: "You haven’t even awakened the slightest bit of superpower traits, you have no idea the true extent of the strength of a real powerhouse."

The senior intelligence officer lowered his head, not daring to refute him.

The colonel hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "Mr. X, how do you plan to track the monster? This thing is really cunning, we’ve dispatched five teams to track it, all were evaded."

Mr. X snorted: "You don’t even know what the monster looks like, what abilities it has, how can you track it?"

The colonel was dumbfounded for a moment, instinctively asked: "Do you have information on the monster?"

Mr. X replied with a tone full of pride: "Of course!"

He added: "Watch closely!"

Just as he finished speaking.

"Buzz!"

The monocular in the colonel’s hand vibrated strongly.

A beam of light emerged from the monocular, transforming into a clear image.

It was the form of the Desperate Water Demon.

Its hair was constantly waving, seeming very vivid.

The colonel and senior intelligence officer were dumbfounded.