Anna Morgan and Julia Evans were quick and efficient, soon cutting the food into pieces, skewering them with iron sticks, peeling and washing everything clean, and even starting a fire, making it warm and cozy.

While grilling the food, Raymond Brooks finally showed his skills. Although he was a homebody, having lost his parents early on, he had developed strong self-care abilities and was even nicknamed “Little God of Food” back in college.

The little loli had brought a full set of seasonings. When Raymond Brooks was organizing things earlier, he had already familiarized himself with those strange condiments, and after a bit of experimentation, he became even more adept. After everyone tasted the grilled fish made by Raymond Brooks, all the barbecue duties fell to him. Even Julia Evans looked at him with newfound respect, while the little loli shamelessly claimed it was her unique insight that led her to bring Raymond Brooks along. Only Anna Morgan remained silent, devouring the food at lightning speed.

It was only then that Raymond Brooks understood why Anna Morgan had said the food might not be enough. Judging by her exaggerated way of eating, it seemed even all this food might not be enough for her alone. While Alice was talking, Anna Morgan had already swept all the food off her plate like a whirlwind. Alice, a step too slow, spotted the freshly grilled fish skewers in Raymond Brooks’s hands and was about to snatch them, but seeing his odd expression, she finally felt a bit embarrassed and said, “You eat first, give me some later.”

It was rare for the little witch to show a conscience. Raymond Brooks smiled and shook his head, handing them to her. Alice grinned sweetly and continued munching away.

This atmosphere reminded Raymond Brooks of the times he went on barbecues with close friends during college. Unfortunately, life is like a phone call—either you hang up first, or I do. His life on Earth had already “hung up”; whether it was his close friends or that girl from the past, he would never see them again.

After a few bites of grilled fish, Alice noticed his absent-minded look and tossed a bilong fruit at him, hitting him square on the head. She laughed, “Raymond Brooks, I didn’t expect your grilled fish to be so delicious. Maybe I should consider making you my royal consort.”

Raymond Brooks had just taken a bite of the bilong fruit and nearly swallowed the shell when he heard this: Did this loli even know what “royal consort” really meant?

Anna Morgan was completely focused on the food and didn’t react at all. Only Julia Evans shot Raymond Brooks a warning glance but said nothing. It seemed she was used to the little loli’s outrageous remarks. After eating for a while, under Alice’s threats and bribes, Raymond Brooks was forced to switch from chef to storyteller and began telling stories.

Raymond Brooks chose the universally known “Snow White” from Earth, but as soon as he finished, the villainous queen in the story was immediately despised by Alice. Her comment was that the queen was too stupid—especially with the poisoned apple. How could Snow White spit it out after eating it? If it were her, Snow White wouldn’t have even escaped the palace in the first place. Not only that, she’d poison the prince too, seize the kingdom, unite the two countries, and go down in history.

Anna Morgan was most dissatisfied with the protagonist, Snow White. As a female swordsman, she thought that even if the queen had magic, Snow White could have chosen to practice swordsmanship! Even if she lost and fled into the forest, she should have taken the seven dwarves hostage and enslaved them. Then, at the critical moment when the queen tried to forcibly marry the prince, the heroine would rescue the man, fight bitterly to defeat the queen, and finally retire to the mountains with the prince, creating a legendary tale of swords and magic.

Julia Evans also shared her view: since the magic mirror said Snow White was the most beautiful woman, why didn’t she use her charm to seduce all the men in the kingdom to deal with the queen? At the very least, she should have seduced the prince to start a war between the two countries, becoming a femme fatale.

Raymond Brooks, sweating profusely, summarized the three versions: one was the empress version, represented by Wu Zetian, with an 80% similarity; one was the heroine version, with too many examples in martial arts novels to count; and the last was the enchantress version, represented by Daji and Bao Si, with a 90% similarity.

After Master Wu Cheng’en, Master Grimm was once again moved to tears. Just as Raymond Brooks was feeling embarrassed, the three girls unanimously demanded a retelling.

But the story was already finished—how could he redo it? Forced by their urging, Raymond Brooks racked his brains and finally changed the ending, coming up with a makeshift sequel: at the critical moment, Snow White, knowing the apple was poisoned, ate it on purpose to fool the queen. Later, she pretended to be crazy and foolish, secretly built up her strength, and used her beauty to seduce the neighboring prince. In the end, she united the forest and the prince’s forces to turn the tables and eliminate the queen.

This simplified Hamlet-style sequel still failed to please everyone and was criticized for being brainless, but at least it barely passed. Raymond Brooks wiped the sweat from his forehead and secretly vowed that if he ever returned to Earth, he would post more encouragements on Qidian for authors—being a writer was not easy.

The three girls, still unsatisfied, leaned together to chat, especially Alice and Anna Morgan, who kept playing and joking around. Raymond Brooks didn’t dare to join in. For safety’s sake, he stayed far away from the three girls and continued focusing on his chef duties. As a novel enthusiast, he remembered at least hundreds of stories, but these three witches were just too much to handle. If every story turned out like Snow White, just thinking about it was exhausting.