My SSS-Rank Clone Talent: I Level Up Endlessly! novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7: Establishing a Mana Core, Cooking a Pizza!

Click!

His ears twitched as he turned toward the sound, only to see a woman in a white outfit.

She wore a thin skirt, and her tight white shirt accentuated her figure perfectly.

Wearing a hat with the colour of black and white, resembling that of a commander. Her crimson pupils, strikingly similar to his, locked onto him.

Eryke the First fell silent. He swallowed hard, a terrifying sensation surging in his heart—not because of the silence...

...but because his Draconic Instinct tingled with Danger!

Though he remained calm on the surface, his mind was already racing between escaping or fighting, all while desperately trying to trap the mana in his liver.

At that moment, the woman took five slow steps forward before pausing. The corner of her lips gradually curled up.

"Are you trying to form a mana core, little duckling?"

Eryke the First's expression turned strange. 'What the hell is she talking about?'

"Oh! I forgot that you probably can't understand our language." She raised her brows and smiled gently.

A pair of exquisite, majestic golden wings emerged from her back, stretching toward the ceiling, nearly covering the entire space.

"Welcome, outsider. Do you have a skill that prevents you from going insane from the Dragon Bloodline?"

Eryke the First was startled. His heart trembled, though outwardly, he remained completely expressionless before his skill kicked in.

"I knew it. Your body may lie, but your heart won't betray you on the outside."

"What do you want?" he asked, frowning.

"Haha, I've always been curious about outsiders like you. I want to know more."

"What do you want to know?" he replied, narrowing his eyes.

"How your people live, what kind of amazing things exist in your world... and what you eat."

"I'll tell you—if you let me go free."

Eryke the First blinked. In the next instant, the woman was already standing right in front of him.

"Don't get ahead of yourself."

"Can I at least get my freedom?" he gritted his teeth.

"Alright."

After a short moment of contemplation, she agreed and unlocked the cell.

"Remember, if you try to escape... hehe..."

He agreed without hesitation. Yet, he could see the amusement in the woman's gaze—she wasn't looking at a person, but at a monkey in a zoo.

"First, you will cook for me."

Before he knew it, he had been escorted to the kitchen, where the woman left him with a single warning:

"Cook something delicious, or I'll cook you."

Sigh. Staring at the empty room, he let out a deep sigh in his heart.

"Laugh all you want, but let's see who gets the last laugh."

Taking a deep breath, he turned his attention to the available ingredients.

Meat, milk, cheese, sun-kissed herbs, fire salts, ember fruit, and more...

Of course, he chose the most optimal dish to make: