Night, the best time for late-night snacks.

After completely transforming into a girl, Wang Xiaole's appetite had decreased significantly, not eating much and not feeling hungry.

But just because he wasn't hungry, doesn't mean the girls were the same way.

He couldn't remember who had suggested it first, but Wang Xiaole was certain:

By now, the girls in the room were each like hungry chicks, with mouths wide open, eagerly looking at him.

Although Wang Xiaole was not a mother bird, he still had to tend to their physiological needs at this almost-late hour.

Ding-ling-ling!

As his disciple had told him before, Wang Xiaole found the bell placed in the room and shook it a few times with his hand.

The bell was a type of magical tool that allowed the palace maids and servants to hear the bell ringing clearly even if they were miles apart.

There were different types of bells, and the maids could distinguish them by their tones to identify which room and who was calling for them.

Soon enough, a neatly dressed maid entered the room, pushing a cart with both hands, looking energetic and spirited.

Having served in the palace for many years, this maid was very familiar with what needed to be done next.

As Wang Xiaole watched, the maid lifted the food covers;

The food was arranged vertically, so viewing from one direction, they were arranged from front to back.

The maid picked up a metal cover and, as she displayed the subsequent food, she stacked the covers one on top of the other.

By the time she was done, the maid had lifted all the covers and swiftly pressed the food tray on the table of the small cart.

Like a waiter, she adjusted the bowtie on her uniform and extended her right hand, offering a menu.

Although Wang Xiaole had not eaten much Western food, he still took the menu and flipped through it with both hands.

The menu clearly listed the various dishes the maid was bringing, including the following:

Caviar, bread, foie gras;

Red wine sauce caviar, fresh bread, steamed foie gras

Braised caviar, butter bread, grilled foie gras

......

'Why do I only see dishes made from three ingredients when I look through this?'

Wang Xiaole, looking puzzled, blinked a few times with eyes that were not yet tired, and asked the maid in confusion.

'This is how we usually eat in the palace; compared to ordinary nobles, what I have prepared for His Majesty is already a very sumptuous meal.'

The maid was sincere.

That's how it is on the Western Continent.

If not for desserts and snacks, the variety of dishes in the Western Continent accounts for only one-fifth of all dishes in the Eastern Continent.

To say it is "monotonous" is not entirely accurate, it is "quite monotonous"!

Wang Xiaole understood this, but hidden under the bed where the maid couldn't see, were four girls;

The three dishes definitely wouldn't be enough for those four, so Wang Xiaole had to muster up the courage to ask the maid once again:

'Are there any other dishes available?'

'There are! There are over a dozen flavors of sandwiches, would His Majesty like to try them?'

(Whispers) 'What's the difference between a sandwich and bread? (Actually, there is).'

After muttering to himself on Digu, Wang Xiaole gave up all expectations and no longer harbored any hopes for the food in the palace.

"Alright, you can go back to sleep now. I won't call for you again," he said.

"Yes, Your Highness."

As he bowed and bent at the waist, the maid performed a standard palace etiquette, and before leaving, she asked, "Before I leave, could Your Highness provide an evaluation?"

The maid took back the menu and flipped it over for the person in front to see the back of the menu.

Three patterns caught Wang Xiaole's eye: three stars, four stars, and five stars.

"Please give me a rating on my service, preferably a five-star rating considering the fact that I stayed up all night and brought you a midnight snack," the maid said, pointing to Wang Xiaole to check under the corresponding number of stars.

In fact, this request was not without reason.

After all, the competition for positions within the palace was extremely fierce. Many young girls eagerly sought a job here; and the girls already working in the palace worked hard every day to keep their jobs.

Wang Xiaole's rating could greatly influence the maid's future, whether it meant a promotion and raise or being let go, all hinged on the whim of the one being served.

Although Wang Xiaole didn't think of himself as a kind person, he still thought:

A young girl diligently doing her job, sacrificing her beauty sleep for it;

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaole's heart softened, and he picked up the pen and gave her a five-star rating.

"Thank you, Your Highness, you are truly a good person, not only beautiful but..."

"Stop!" Wang Xiaole gestured to silence the maid when she started praising him.

It wasn't that he had ascended to a higher moral ground, developing immunity to all flattery, but he felt the timing of the compliments was off.

Glancing back at the bed, Wang Xiaole stood up, walked over to the maid, and whispered, "Listen, I will always give you good ratings from now on, but as a trade-off, regardless of whether there's anyone in my room, please refrain from praising me. Okay?"

"Understood!"

The maid couldn't quite fathom the odd request from the Crown Prince, but that did not stop her from agreeing later on.

After sending off the service person, Wang Xiaole closed and locked the door from the inside, then clapped his hands next to the bed.

"Come out, come out, it's time for supper!"

Freya and the other girls who had hidden earlier "clunked" their bodies and emerged from under the bed where they had been hiding.

Their movements were not yet adept, and it took them some time to crawl out;

However, as they experienced more of such situations in the future, their speed would naturally improve.

"Xiaole, I'm hungry," Freya's urging was like a subtle reminder, indirectly notifying Wang Xiaole to bring the supper over.

But even without her reminder, Wang Xiaole, who had been standing for a while, moved his legs and walked over slowly, each hand holding a plate with neatly arranged cutlery.

"Go ahead! I wasn't hungry to begin with, so these are all for you guys."

Freya glanced at the food on those plates, and it was Lucia who raised the puzzled question:

"Why can't we see dishes made from the fourth kind of ingredient after looking around?"

"Because only these foods... don't worry, I have a solution."

The solution to the monotonous types of late-night snacks had long been brewing in Wang Xiaole's mind before he sent away the maid;

What he was currently doing was simply turning his idea into action, officially starting to operate at this moment.

The necessary props for this were the easily available tableware, especially the knives, forks, and plates.

His idea was simple:

Since there were only a few types of dishes, why not make use of creativity and combine those few types of foods to create a completely new dish.

The first new dish:

Pour out some caviar and drizzle it over the surface of the bread;

To ensure flavor saturation, the bread had to be sliced with a few slits beforehand to allow the sauce to penetrate easily.

The second dish:

Take a knife and fork, cut the foie gras into fine pieces;

And place some larger pieces into the caviar, then use chopsticks to thoroughly mix them, creating a fusion.

The third dish:

Pour drinking water into a bowl, place fresh bread in it, and soak it until it softens;

Then pour the foie gras into it until the contents of the bowl, from pure liquid, transform into a liquid-solid mixture.

The fourth dish...

"Don't continue making more!"

Even Freya, with her love for fine cuisine, felt an instinctive fear towards the three dishes that had just been created.

"Someone like me should eat this kind of food; or rather: the food you prepared for me before was too good, so this kind of dinner is just right now."

Caused by her peculiar M trait,

She regarded the dishes prepared by her loved one with all sincerity as a new form of punishment, and now she was deciding to eat it with gratitude.

"You two are so strange, are there any problems with these dishes? I don't think so!"

As Lucia's culinary skills were not high, she could not see what problems the above three dishes might have, and simply thought they were not bad.

In order to prove that she was not like those two vixens, Lucia played the role of a warrior later on;

She picked up the utensils, forked a piece of bread, and fearlessly put the food into her mouth.

"Chew... chew... chew..."

"Is it delicious?"

In any case, Wang Xiaole was the creator of these dishes, so he naturally cared about the opinions of the tasters.

When he asked Lucia for her thoughts, he did harbor some expectations within his heart;

He had also fantasized about the scene where he would receive the other party's appreciation face-to-face.

However, the truth would only be revealed in the next moment.

As Lucia was halfway through chewing, her teeth, along with her tongue, solidified in her mouth.

What spread inside her mouth felt like a numbing sensation;

Strangely enough:

Although there was no shortage of magic users present, no one at that moment targeted Lucia with a specific paralysis spell.

What's happening?

As Lucia realized this question, the paralyzing sensation spread from her mouth to her entire body.

She couldn't move!

How much she wished to give a positive reply when her lover asked for her thoughts, to properly acknowledge Wang Xiaole.

Unfortunately, Lucia couldn't do it.

Instead, her consciousness, still immersed in a heavy drowsy feeling affecting her brain, gradually plunged deeper and deeper into darkness.

Thud!

Lucia fell to the ground, completely losing consciousness.

Even though Mewo White doesn't like her big sister, she now took practical action, lifting her little arms and dragging her back to bed for rest.

Of course, both Mewo White and the orange cat are not foolish;

It was impossible for either to continue eating those dishes while a taster was falling into a coma.

Leaving out the colorful example, the other girls generally learned one lesson:

Midnight snacking is not a good habit!

Because there is a chance of harming one's stomach by eating harmful food, it's better to avoid eating at night in the future.