NOVEL WEB Chapter 74: Meal Together
Quagmire, upon entering the kitchen, glanced around, after being satisfied by what he saw, including the furniture, tiles, and all of that. He immediately went to the counter and prepared. First, he checked the cabinets and saw that there were pans all complete, and there was even the non-stick one, which left him satisfied.
After checking everything and making sure there was at least some salt in the counter, he then went into the sink and summoned a cut of beef, just the right size for the two of them, him and Habagat. After getting the cut, he sliced it into two equal parts with a knife he got from the drawers, which was, of course, made into perfection by the precise calculation of his droids.
It was then followed by him smothering it with salt, a lot of salt. To be exact, he had no choice; there were not a whole lot of things to choose from. Right now, he only has salt and cow meat, or beef. He had to make do with what we had.
Even so, he felt a kind of irony that he had a nice house and all that, but he did not have condiments or any spices that could liven up the taste; it was always a boring taste. It does not make him jump from surprise, nor giggle in sourness, it is just simply plain and boring. Nothing of note or worth to liven things up. With that, he let out a chuckle and continued on preparing.
After smothering it with salt, he grabbed it and placed it near the cooktop. Then he grabbed a pan from the cabinets and placed it right at the middle of the cooktop, inside the perfectly drawn circle. With the source of energy coming from the Central Power Beacon, he used it as a starter to make fire under the pan, and sustained the fire with the energy.
The energy coming from the Central Power Beacon is really convenient, not only could it be used as a form of energy, and it could make things work, but it could also be used as a basis of life itself, or to facilitate life. Which is why he was able to make clones of his own genetic makeup as a template.
Of course, despite being a template, they have randomized genes, so that diversity would be kept, if ever he decided to have girls as clones. It's like propagating humanity with him as the image, or rather as his genetic makeup, his entire species as the template, and so people that are vastly similar to him, without tarnishing the gene pool.
The more he thought about it, it was like humanity was starting anew, and having this much power made him feel like a god, but alas, he was not. Which is why he believes he needs to stay grounded, it is good to have dreams and sometimes let his head get in the clouds, but it is not good if he lets it get over his head.
After all, he believes that hard work never betrays, and so he would work hard and make do with what he has, making use of each and every resource he could find and make. Everything for the prosperity of the coming mankind.
With those thoughts in his mind, Quagmire felt his heart lightened up, as the more he thought, the firmer his goals became, and the more sure he was of what he was about to do. Just earlier, he was confused and did not know what he wanted and needed to do; after all, everything that had happened so far had been so quick and had not left him much room to think and decide.
Nevertheless, everything is now alright, things are moving in the right direction as he believes so, he now have the foundation, and so he must use it and make it more stronger, firmer, better, resilient so that the things that he builds on the top would last, and reach unimaginable heights. In the meantime, he would enjoy the peace and quiet he had, as things would get more hectic as time went by.
All the while lost in thought, his dextrous hands move with terrifying efficiency. He softly and gracefully places the first slab of meat into the pan and lets it cook. As the juices and fats come out, he expertly flips it from side to side and from front to back. Upon doing that, he was able to make it cook evenly, and use the juices as oil, replacing the need for oil, and with that, he also avoided the meat from sticking to the pan, or having it burned.
Looking over the slab of meat he was cooking, he let out a pleasant smile as he thought about how he would enjoy the meat along with Habagat. It's been a long time since having someone to talk to, and so rescuing Habagat and finally getting a companion and a friend in these times is a godsend. Things would be less lonely from now on, and would even be more, after his children are born.
The meat was beginning to cook, and a pleasant smoke was now coming out. Eventually, the aroma was permeating throughout the kitchen and eventually coming out of the house. Habagat, smelling the smoke coming out, suddenly remembered about the meat, and so he quickly leaped off the platform he was watching curiously on.
He quickly dashed off into the place where he smelled the aroma, and upon arriving at the door, he tried to scratch it with his paws, without the nails, to alert his Master.
"Woof!" Habagat muttered, along with a telepathic smiley face at Quagmire.
Quagmire received and perceived it as Habagat, having a wolf cub that could telepathically communicate, really is convenient. Thus, he let go of the meat that was cooking, and quickly let Habagat in, during which he returned to cook the second slab of meat after the first one.
With Habagat waiting on the floor with his tail wagging excitedly, Quagmire chuckled at his antics, and so when he was finished, he placed it on the plates and placed the meat on the table. As the table was big enough, he grabbed Habagat by the waist and placed him on top of the table, and so they happily ate the beef that he had cooked.