“No matter how much I eat… I’m never full.”
Born with Prader-Willi Syndrome, Min Húc lives with an incurable hunger that no diet or exercise can ever fix. Despite being wealthy, brilliant, and trying his best, he’s drowning under the weight of 170kg, relentless cravings, and the despair of never being able to eat like a normal person.
Until now.
⚔️ When his doctor introduces a VR game called Athens, where he can taste food without gaining weight, Min Húc’s life begins to change. What starts as therapy becomes a life-or-death quest full of NPC friendships, bizarre quests, epic battles — and some of the most emotional food scenes you’ll ever see.
🍲 In this hilarious, heartwarming, and action-packed manhwa recap, witness:
Min Húc faint from hunger… then get up to swing a sword for bread
Battle chickens in-game just to stew them with garlic butter
Earn trust from NPC trainers by cooking them heartfelt meals
Accidentally ignite a romance between two cold-hearted NPCs
Unlock the Golden Egg-laying Chicken, which lays gourmet eggs worth a fortune
Train harder than anyone — not for power, but for permission to eat more
And finally… fry chicken for 150 people, just to see others smile
💥 All while wrestling with the real-world weight of food addiction, body image, and mental health.
📺 Watch now to experience a story like no other:
A boy battling his body, fighting in a game, and finding purpose — all for a bite of bread.
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An ancient forest endured the grip of a long,
harsh winter. Withered vegetation lay beneath a thick blanket of snow. In the heart of this
desolate landscape, a figure cloaked in black, their orange hair vibrant against the white,
stumbled forward, breath ragged. Finally, the orange-haired figure staggered to a halt
before a mound of glowing snow, muttering that it had taken nearly two months to find the
thousand-year-old ginseng root. With this, they gasped, I’ll break through all my limitations.
As they reached out to pluck the ginseng, a system notification declared the item nonexistent.
The orange-haired figure’s eyes widened, a wave of disbelief washing over them.
Could it not be here. Then, they detected the faint aroma of thousand-year-old
ginseng emanating from a nearby cave. Rage surged through them at the thought
of another stealing the fruit of their arduous search. Gritting their teeth, they
snarled, Who was it. They can’t have gone far. They activated a tracking spell. If the
target is within a 600-meter radius, they thought, it will be revealed.
The spell’s light pierced the dense trees, leading the orange-haired figure
towards a nearby cave. They followed, their mind racing. All signs point to this place.
Suddenly, a familiar scent reached their nostrils. What’s that. they murmured, surprised.
That familiar aroma. Chicken soup. Before them sat a black-haired figure,
savoring a steaming pot of chicken soup. What are they using that looks so much like the
thousand-year-old ginseng I’ve been searching for. they wondered. It can’t be. could
it. The other figure suddenly spoke, It is, indeed. Chicken soup made with authentic
thousand-year-old ginseng is the best. Stunned, the orange-haired figure could only stare.
Hey. The call drew the black-haired figure’s attention. Looking at what they held between their
chopsticks, the orange-haired figure stammered, That. could that be the thousand-year-old ginseng.
The black-haired figure seemed unconcerned, popping it into their mouth as they replied,
It is. Frozen in place, the orange-haired figure was overcome with despair, the arduous months
spent searching for the ginseng flashing before their eyes. It felt as if all their efforts had
been rendered meaningless by those two simple words. Clutching their head, they cried out,
Thousand-year-old ginseng. How could someone use it to make chicken soup. Flames erupted from their
hands. The black-haired figure finished chewing, swallowed, and offered a calm smile. Me.
I have a rare condition, called Prader-Willi Syndrome. Those afflicted with it never
feel full, no matter how much they eat, be it Korean, Chinese, or Japanese cuisine.
On average, they consume between 15,000 and 20,000 calories a day. Our protagonist,
Kang Min Húc, is one such individual. At 1.85 meters tall and weighing 170
kilograms, it’s safe to say Min Húc’s condition is worsening. Currently, Min
Húc is in consultation with his professor. Looking over Min Húc’s medical records, Professor
Chin Hoan asked, Have you been eating only cherry tomatoes these past few days. Min Húc pulled a
container of cherry tomatoes from a paper bag, scratching his head as he replied, Yes, Professor.
It seems even with just cherry tomatoes, I’m still steadily gaining weight. Professor Chin
Hoan continued, So, even on a diet, you’re still gaining weight. How many do you eat per day.
Kang Min Húc mumbled sheepishly, Around 5,000. Chin Hoan quipped, So, you’re a vegetarian
pig, then. Min Hŭac mumbled dejectedly, Professor, you don’t have to be so blunt.
You know I diligently exercise for four hours every day. Professor Chin Hoan continued his
teasing, So, you’re a healthy vegetable pig, then. The two bantered back and forth, with Min
Hŭac boasting, Besides, you know I always topped the university exams, right. Chin Hoan,
without a shred of mercy, summarized, So, a very healthy, very intelligent vegetable pig.
Min Hŭac, momentarily speechless, played his trump card. This hospital actually belongs to my father.
The professor set down the medical chart, thinking to himself, Uh oh, if that’s the case… Adjusting
his glasses, he said, You come from a wealthy family, have excellent academic achievements…you
could say you’re excellent in all aspects of life. Just an exceptionally healthy pig. Min Hŭac
sighed, It’s the same no matter what I say. Both of them burst into laughter. Turning
serious, the professor addressed him, Min Hŭac. Min Hŭac responded with a questioning hum,
and the professor continued, If this continues, it will be very dangerous. Min Hŭac paused,
his head bowed in dejection. I know. Professor Chin Hoan offered a sympathetic, It’s tough. What
do you find the most difficult. Min Hŭac replied absentmindedly, Not being able to eat what I want.
I have to eat 5,000 cherry tomatoes a day. The professor offered both praise and comfort,
But you’ve done a great job. The professor reflected, Ever since he became aware of his
Prader-Willi Syndrome, he’s been trying his best to maintain a diet. This is the hardest
thing for people with this condition. They constantly feel anxious when they’re not allowed
to eat, so for someone with Prader-Willi to manage their weight at 170kg is already a miracle.
If he could eat whatever he wanted, he might actually die. Chin Hoan spoke up, Min Hŭac,
let’s try a new therapy. Min Hŭac sounded doubtful, New therapy. The professor
continued, Yes, a virtual reality game, Athens. Min Hŭac countered,
If I play a virtual reality game where I can’t even taste the food, it’ll just cause a
yo-yo effect. I’ll crave food even more. Professor Chin Hoan interrupted, That’s in Versailles.
But in Athens, you can actually taste it. Min Hŭac’s eyes widened, Ah. The
professor, pointing to himself, affirmed, I’ve tried it myself. Even if you eat 100 packs
of instant noodles at one in the morning there, you won’t gain any weight. At the thought
of being able to eat 100 bowls of noodles, Min Hŭac’s face lit up, his
eyes sparkling with happiness. After the examination, Min Hŭac
went to his private pool to swim. While swimming, his private doctor and special
care trainer, Ô Chang Ðac, called out, Hey, Min Hŭac, want to take a break.
Min Hŭac replied, No need, I’ll exercise a bit more. Ô Chang Ðac
continued, Don’t push yourself too hard. Min Hŭac recalled the professor’s earlier words.
The professor had looked very serious: Min Hŭac, the goal of this therapy is for you to play Athens
and satisfy your psychological cravings for food. But if you eat the food provided in the game, it
might cause another yo-yo effect, because you’ll want to eat in real life what you’ve eaten in the
virtual world. However, I suggest you do so when you think we have no other choice but this.
Back in reality, Min Hŭac finished his swim, laboriously pulling himself out of the pool, where
three or four people stood ready to assist him. They attended to him, draping a bathrobe
around his shoulders. Inwardly, Min Hŭac cursed the gnawing hunger. Exercise provided a
temporary reprieve, but the moment he ate, the insatiable craving returned. Lost in
these thoughts, he made his way to the lounge. Min Hŭac arrived at the lounge.
Two rows of salad bowls were laid out on the table. Min Hŭac said
cheerfully, Thanks for the spread. He devoured bowl after bowl, a mountain
of empty dishes quickly accumulating. Those around him murmured, He finished it
all, even faster than yesterday. Unfazed, Min Hŭac turned to Ô Chang Ðac and asked, Is
that Athens game any fun. Ô Chang Ðac replied, Athens. Of course. There’s no game more exciting
than that right now. Min Hŭac continued, I’m debating whether I should play it or not.
Ô Chang Ðac teased, Are you planning on setting a new world record. Min Hŭac responded proudly,
I mean, I always top the charts in any game I play. Ô Chang Ðac said, That’s true. You
always reach the limit in every game you play, then quit. What haven’t you achieved yet.
Min Hŭac suddenly adopted a serious expression. I think it’s a balanced physique.
Ô Chang Ðac took Min Hŭac’s hand, his voice thick with emotion. Have you been
feeling too insecure lately. Min Hŭac looked at him in surprise. Are you crying over a joke. Ô
Chang Ðac stammered, Uh, well, about that… Then, clapping Min Hŭac on the shoulder, he said,
You’re right. Better to laugh than cry. Suddenly, Min Hŭac stood up and asked Ô Chang
Ðac, But, do you. Do you know what my father is. Before he could finish his sentence, Min
Hŭac’s face darkened, and he collapsed. Noticing something was wrong, Ô Chang Ðac
cried out, Min Hŭac. Min Hŭac, wake up. He’s fainted. Quick, call a
doctor. Call an ambulance. After examining him, the doctor announced, His
complications are worsening. High blood pressure, diabetes, arthritis, and a host of other
issues. His body has reached its limit. It will be very difficult to save him. Another
doctor suggested, If we perform liposuction like last time… The first doctor countered, That’s
not a viable solution. Last time we removed fat, his weight returned soon after. There was
some improvement, but it wasn’t sustainable. At that moment, Min Hŭac regained consciousness,
thinking, What did I do wrong. No matter how hard I try, this hunger keeps growing. I’ll just
eat more. Day after day, another layer of fat accumulates on my body. Maybe the doctor
is right. Maybe I can’t take it anymore. But I still want to live a little longer.
Seeing his son awake, Kang Min Hô asked, Are you alright. Min Hŭac replied, Yes, Father.
Kang Min Hô said, The doctor told me your body went into shock from overexertion.
Min Hŭac thought to himself, Damn it, he must have overheard my conversation in the
gym. How can I break this awkward silence. Kang Min Hô asked his son, Want to play a
word game. They began playing the word game: Man. Grandparents. Banana.
Min Hŭac struggled to find a word. Um… Kang Min Hô looked triumphantly
at his struggling son. Looks like I win. Min Hŭac said, Father. Kang Min Hô
replied, Yes. Min Hŭac asked his father, If I start playing video games, will you hate me.
After hearing his son’s question, Min Hô pondered for a moment: Video games, huh. So that’s the new
therapy the doctor recommended. With this thought in mind, he said to his son, Min Hŭac, even
if all you do is play games and eat all day, I will support you. But if you decide to play,
remember the word ‘joy’. Min Hŭac was both surprised and touched by his father’s
words. Kang Min Hô gently stroked his son’s head. I just want you to enjoy life, to
experience moments of happiness. Hearing this, Min Hŭac was deeply moved, and
resolved with joyful determination, Then I’ll do it. I’ll play Athens.
Meanwhile, at Ô Chang Ðac’s house, he enthusiastically presented
the game. This is a special, large-scale version just for you. Min Hŭac’s eyes
lit up at the sight of the gaming system. Whoa. Seeing his reaction, Ô Chang Ðac thought, He
must have been really worried about this. He cheerfully introduced the others present to
Min Hŭac. And just in case anything happens, the doctors will be on standby.
Ô Chang Ðac clapped Min Hŭac on the shoulder. Since high-level characters
can’t enter low-level areas, you need to get through the first round as quickly as possible
so we can all play together. Min Hŭac replied, Alright. He stepped forward and pressed
the power button on the gaming system, then asked Ô Chang Ðac, Oh, right,
what’s your username. Ô Chang Ðac paused for a moment at the question,
then leaned in close to Min Hŭac’s ear and whispered, General. Min Hŭac’s eyes
widened. What. So your username is General. Ô Chang Ðac flushed. Hey, idiot, are you
trying to make sure everyone hears. The doctors murmured amongst themselves, Oh,
so Ô Chang Ðac’s nickname is General. Min Hŭac continued, Hey, do you… Ô Chang Ðac,
mortified, interrupted, What. Min Hŭac pressed on, Do you also have a character named, like, Black
Dragon or something. Ô Chang Ðac urged him, Just get into the game already. Min Hŭac chuckled.
He he. The game system finished booting up, and Min Hŭac immediately dove into the
experience. Ô Chang Ðac encouraged him, Make sure you eat lots of delicious food in
there. The doctors joined in, cheering him on. As he entered the game, the system promptly
greeted him. Welcome to Athens. Would you like to begin. Min Hŭac replied, Yes.
The system continued, This is your first time logging in. You can now customize your
character’s hairstyle, weight, and skin tone. Min Hŭac thought, I can customize my appearance
today. I couldn’t do this in Versailles. This is the one thing I wanted to change.
He immediately instructed the system, Reduce my weight to 73 kilograms. The system instantly
transformed him into a slender, well-proportioned young man. Min Hŭac thought with delight, Wow,
I’m actually pretty handsome. Is this really me. He resolved, This time, I’m definitely going to
lose weight successfully. The system prompted him, Please choose a character name. Without
hesitation, Min Hŭac replied, Min Hŭac. He was instantly transported to an
unfamiliar village. The NPC Vallen’s voice startled him. Welcome to Ardo
Village, the village for newcomers. I am Vallen, your beginner’s guide. I
will teach you the basics. Min Hŭac’s eyes shone with excitement. This NPC is completely
different from the ones in Versailles. This guy looks exactly like a real person.
Seeing the gleam in his eyes, Vallen suddenly tossed him a sword. Now you
must begin your basic training mission. The system immediately announced: Quest:
Attack the training dummy 50 times. Time: Unlimited. Penalty for failure: None.
Reward: Bread x10, Mineral Water x10. Description: You have just begun playing Athens. To learn
basic attack skills, hit the training dummy 50 times. Seeing the reward of 10 loaves of bread,
Min Hŭac’s eyes lit up with eager anticipation. Vallen explained, To open the quest window,
just think about the quest and say it out loud. Noticing Min Hŭac’s distraction, Vallen prompted,
Hey, are you even listening. Lost in thoughts of bread, Min Hŭac let his sword clatter to
the ground. Min Hŭac thought to himself, Flour is the enemy of dieters, but it’s also
one of the most delicious things in the world. He then stepped forward and pleaded with Vallen,
Um, could I please have a sample of the bread first. Then I’ll do the quest. Vallen flatly
refused, No. Dejected, Min Hŭac thought, I crave bread so much. Unwilling to give up so easily,
he picked up his sword with a determined grip, turned towards the training
dummy, and swung with resolve. Min Hŭac thought firmly, Alright,
I will definitely eat that bread. Observing Min Hŭac’s enthusiastic assault on
the dummy, everyone commented on his speed, remarking that it was as if he already knew
martial arts. The system promptly announced the completion of Min Hŭac’s dummy-bashing quest.
Seeing this, Vallen praised him, Well done, your swordsmanship is very clean, without
any wasted movements. You have a promising future. Vallen continued, Just like the quest
window, you can view your level by thinking about it or saying it silently. Use your
reward points to upgrade your attributes. Adding a point to Strength increases your
physical attack by three points, and also increases the maximum weight you can carry, and.
Hearing this, Min Hŭac thought to himself, Of course, I did some basic research before
entering the game. Health (HP) +10, Intelligence (Magic Attack) +3, Physical Attack +3, Attack
and Movement Speed +1, and Agility (MP) +10. Finishing his thought, he said, Attributes. After
a moment of contemplation, he looked at the system notification and muttered, Ô Chang Đắc was right,
increasing my Strength is probably more useful. Mid-sentence, he caught sight of the bread
in Vallen’s hand, thinking, That’s the bread. He immediately took the bread from Vallen
and continued examining the system interface. Vallen then instructed Min Hŭac, If you
want to put an item into your inventory, just think about it or imagine putting it
in. Min Hŭac said cheerfully, Thank you. Vallen remarked, This is the first time I’ve seen
someone so happy to receive this reward. Suddenly, curses rang out, causing both of
them to look in that direction: This bread is terrible, I’d rather eat dirt.
They continued, Disgusting. I’ll just drink the water. Vallen said disdainfully, Those
kids don’t appreciate the little things. He turned back, slightly surprised, Hmm. Min Hŭac
sniffed the bread and thought, How long has it been since I’ve savored this wonderful aroma.
Is it made from rice or wheat. Or is it diet bread. Sounds healthy. Min Hŭac immediately took a
bite of the bread and thought, It’s cold and hard, like eating the crust of a baguette. As it enters
my mouth and mixes with saliva, it starts to soften. After tasting it, he exclaimed, Delicious.
Vallen asked, surprised, Huh. Really. It’s good. Min Hŭac thought happily, Carbs are
the best. Hearing Vallen’s question, Min Hŭac replied blissfully, Yes, it’s
delicious. Better than I imagined. Vallen’s perception of Min Húc shifted: Interesting.
Most people grimace when they receive this food. He continued, addressing Min Húc, If
you swing your sword 50 more times, you’ll receive another 10 loaves of bread
and mineral water. However, there won’t be any additional reward points. You can leave
at any time to start the hunting tutorial. Min Húc asked, surprised, You’ll give me free
bread. Vallen replied, Not free. I said you have to swing your sword 50 more times, didn’t I.
Just then, the system announced that Min Húc’s fullness level had reached
100%. Min Húc thought with a start, Ah, did Professor Chin Hoan mention this.
The system prompted: Even if you continue eating, your fullness level will not increase.
He recalled Ô Chang Đạc’s coaching: Even if you keep eating when you’re
full, your character won’t be affected. With that in mind, Min Húc rolled up
his sleeves. Alright, I’ll eat it all. As he struck the training dummy, Min Húc
thought with determination, Carbs, bread. Min Húc trained tirelessly from early morning,
as birds chirped, until evening. Seeing his diligence, Vallen handed him a bag of bread.
Here you go. I added two extra this time. Min Húc said cheerfully, Thank you. The system
immediately announced: Your affinity with Vallen has increased by one point. After eating,
Min Húc continued to train diligently under Vallen’s watchful eye. At that moment, the
system announced: Strength attribute +1. Min Húc said, Hmm, it seems my strength has
increased. Vallen said, You received a special reward for continuously attacking the training
dummy, but I don’t think you should use this method to increase your strength. Min Húc asked
curiously, Ah, why is that. Vallen explained, Because if you go out and kill three monsters,
you can easily level up and receive five reward points. What I mean is, almost no one wastes time
hitting the training dummy to earn reward points. Min Húc chuckled. Haha, I know. You’re so
smart, just as you look, trainer. Vallen laughed heartily. You’re quite the smooth talker,
kid. Others, seeing Vallen laugh, asked each other in surprise, Who is that. Wow, that’s the first
time I’ve seen Vallen laugh. The system announced: Affinity +1. Affinity with Vallen has improved.
The game ended. Min Húc stepped out and returned the VR headset to the doctor. Ô
Chang Đạc asked, So, how was it. Did you get to eat anything in the game.
Min Húc didn’t answer, instead sitting down dejectedly. I ate. Ô Chang Đạc
asked, Then why do you look so sad. Popping a cherry tomato into his mouth,
Min Húc replied, Because now I can’t eat that in real life. Ô Chang Đạc finally
understood. Oh, I see. Min Húc reminisced, But it was so good. Ô Chang Đạc asked, What did
you eat. Min Húc immediately replied, Plain bread. Ô Chang Đạc thought to himself, No way, is he
talking about that awful dry bread every new player gets. Poor Min Húc. Chin Hoan also found it
strange that Min Húc mentioned bread. Just then, Min Húc asked the doctor, Professor,
can I go back in after a 30-minute break. Chin Hoan replied, Of course.
While eating another cherry tomato, Min Húc said, I have to go back and eat some
more bread. Ô Chang Đạc then asked, Oh right, Min Húc, did you finish the hunting tutorial and
enter the zombie zone yet. Min Húc replied, Um, not yet, actually. I’m still hitting the training
dummy. Ô Chang Đạc asked, surprised, What. Min Húc began to recount his relaxing time in
the game. After listening, Ô Chang Đạc said, Oh, so that’s what happened. You kept
hitting the training dummy for more bread, even though it took hours. It seems like you’ll
need a bit more time before you can enter the zombie zone. Min Húc replied, Exactly. Ô Chang Đạc
said, Hey, cut it out. Just then, someone brought him a salad. Min Húc said, Thank you.
As he was eating his salad, he suddenly saw something and exclaimed
in surprise, No, not this. This, this is. The moment he saw it, his mind panicked.
Ô Chang Đạc asked, Hey, what’s wrong. Chin Hoan also urgently called out, Min Húc.
The doctors also panicked, unable to understand what had caused Min Húc such
fright, and rushed over to check on him. Ô Chang Đạc quickly ran off, shouting, Call
an ambulance. Chin Hoan also urgently said, Quickly, hand me the kit in that bag. Min Húc
reassured everyone, Everyone, calm down. It’s not what you think. Ô Chang Đạc, still doubtful,
called out, Min Húc. Min Húc said cheerfully, It said that once I complete the training dummy
exercise, I can leave that area to hunt chickens. Ô Chang Đạc breathed a sigh of
relief, thinking, Thank goodness, I thought something had happened to him. Then
he asked Min Húc, Huh. What about chickens. Yes, Min Húc continued, According to the tutorial
here, chickens are easy to kill. They’re not real monsters. Unexpectedly, Min Húc then
interjected, To be precise, chickens are perfect for fried chicken, roasted chicken, boiled chicken
is also very delicious. As he finished speaking, he drooled, thinking, It was so impressive it
almost stopped my heart. The doctors, seeing Min Húc like this, were all a bit dumbfounded.
At that moment, Vallen was watching others train, and seeing Min Húc suddenly
approach, said, Oh, you’re here. Min Húc said energetically, Yes, trainer.
Vallen said with a smile, Keep up the good work, and remember to eat and drink well. Min Húc
replied cheerfully, Of course. With that, he shouldered his sword and declared with
determination, Now, let’s continue training. He trained until nightfall. At that moment,
someone said, Finally finished the requirements. Now, let me out of here. Sure, go ahead. Suddenly,
another player became angry with Vallen, How dare you treat me like I’m nothing. You’re just an
NPC, how dare you. Vallen replied, Just like you think I’m nothing, I’m just doing the opposite to
you. The player said, You bastard, how dare you. Vallen glared at the person and
said, Shut up and get out of my sight. The person, frightened, quietly left.
He spat on the ground and said haughtily, Next time, I won’t let you off the hook.
Be careful. After handling the situation, Vallen sighed tiredly, I’m so tired. I’ll have to
ask another trainer to take my shift next time. The friend assigned to the task said, Trainer
Vallen, good job. You can go and relax now. Vallen replied, Have a good shift, my
friend. Suddenly, another trainer said, That young man left with a very happy expression.
Vallen saw Min Húc, after finishing his training, happily eating bread, looking very content.
Vallen turned around, thinking to himself, I hope he comes here tomorrow. Suddenly, Min Húc
stood up and called out to him. Slightly startled, Trainer Vallen said, Hmm. Min Húc cheerfully asked
Vallen, You’re finished with work and about to go home, right. Vallen quickly replied, Yes. Min
Húc hesitated, then said, I just wanted to ask if you’ve had dinner yet. Vallen said, Not yet,
I was planning to make something when I got home. Min Húc said shyly, If it’s alright, I’d
like to make you a delicious dinner, trainer. Vallen, slightly puzzled, echoed, A delicious
dinner. Min Húc murmured to himself, I have no way to access any cooking utensils here. The only
way to eat something better than this dry bread is to borrow the trainer’s. If I can get on his good
side, he schemed internally, I can still rely on him for a while before leaving this place.
Vallen thought, I don’t understand why, but I can see right through this kid’s intentions. He
smiled and said, Alright, alright, you don’t need to pretend anymore. Just say you want a good meal.
Min Húc chuckled nervously. It’s not exactly like that, he said, I just want to make you a delicious
dinner. Vallen laughed. You’re a terrible liar. Stepping inside and looking around, Min Húc
commented, Oh, this place is quite cozy. Vallen replied, It’s enough for me. At least
it doesn’t smell like old people. Vallen mused, It’s probably been a while since anyone
besides me has stepped into this house. There have been a few players who tried to
get close, but only for extra rewards or some other objective. No one’s ever thought to
come to my house before. He thought to himself, I guess this is the only friend who just wants
to make a good meal. Maybe I should trust him. When Min Húc saw the ingredients, he said in
surprise, Hmm. Are these all your ingredients. Vallen explained, As protectors of
Athens, we’re all provided with the same ingredients. I could go to the village
to buy more, but it’s not necessary. I always choose simple dishes to eat alone, anyway.
Min Húc declared, I guarantee I’ll make a very delicious dinner. Vallen replied, I’ll wait
and see. It sounds promising. At that moment, Min Húc noticed a large quantity of bread
and asked, There’s a lot of bread here. Can I use it for cooking. Vallen chuckled.
Ha ha, feel free. I’m going to take a bath and will be right back. Min Húc looked at
the ingredients thoughtfully. What can I make with dry bread. Let’s see…
There’s garlic, butter, honey, condensed milk, and coriander. After a
moment, he exclaimed with delight, Ah, that’s it. Garlic butter bread and soup. He
immediately started making the bread and soup. A moment later, he announced,
Done. Vallen, looking at the hearty meal before him, uttered in surprise, Hmm.
Min Húc, beaming with happiness, prepared to enjoy the garlic butter bread and soup in front of him.
Vallen picked up the bowl of soup and prepared to taste it. As Vallen was sampling the dish,
Min Húc cheerfully said, Enjoy your meal. He ate with gusto, thinking, Crispy on the outside,
warm and soft on the inside, the sweet and savory flavors blend perfectly on my tongue.
Min Húc’s eyes sparkled. Eating it with the soup makes all the flavors even more
balanced. He added, A little bit of dried garlic makes the flavor in my mouth just right.
After tasting the food, Vallen covered his face with his hand, thinking, So delicious. Then,
he burst out laughing, causing Min Húc, who was gnawing on the bread, to look at him in confusion.
Vallen said to Min Húc, It’s hard not to notice the way you eat, like you’re the
happiest person in the world. Even now, your face is brighter. Honestly, I’m also
enjoying this delicious dinner you made. Min Húc replied cheerfully, There’s nothing
happier than wholeheartedly enjoying a meal. Hearing this, Vallen began to tell his own story.
I live according to a fixed schedule every day. Every day is the same. I leave the house, go to
work, and complete my tasks. When I return home, I always feel empty inside. There’s nothing lonelier
than coming back to a house with only me in it. Vallen spoke cheerfully about Min Húc coming
to his house to cook. This is the first time someone has come and offered to cook and
eat with me. It’s truly unprecedented. A hint of melancholy touched his voice. I’ve been
alone in this house for so long. It feels like, almost like fate, that I’m slowly being swallowed
by this silence. But just hearing someone cooking for me, sharing a meal, it’s filled this house
with joy and warmth. It’s not like before, completely empty. Min Húc, touched by
his words, replied, Thank you. I’m glad. Just a simple meal can bring such a big change
to someone, he mused. Sharing a meal can also leave an unforgettable mark in one’s memory.
Vallen looked at the plate of bread and said to Min Húc, I feel like I’ll never forget this meal.
He thought to himself, The words he spoke that day… they truly touched my heart. Suddenly, Min
Húc interrupted his thoughts. Trainer, he asked, Can I have some more of that bread over there.
Vallen immediately nodded in agreement, thinking to himself, He’s still hungry even
after finishing all that garlic bread and soup. Vallen stood up and went to fetch
something. As Min Húc continued eating, Vallen approached him and said, Here. Mid-bite,
Min Húc looked up, a little bewildered. Vallen offered him a sword. You can have
this. A system notification appeared: Vallen of Ardo Village has gifted
player Min Húc the item: Vallen’s Sword. Min Húc stared at the unexpected gift, puzzled.
A sword. Another system notification flashed: You have received Vallen’s Sword. You can
now access the Ardo Basic Training Area and practice with the training dummy without
limitations. You have gained 2 reputation points. Holding the sword in his hand, Min Húc
asked, bewildered, Why are you giving me this. Vallen smiled gently. I don’t need it anymore,
anyway. Min Húc stammered, I, I just made you a meal. Don’t you like it. He quickly took the
sword and hugged it tightly. No, it’s not that. Thank you so much. I’ll use it well. Then,
Min Húc opened his skill window to check the information: Courageous Slash.
He drew the sword and examined it closely. This skill isn’t bad either.
He turned back to Vallen and asked, Trainer, could I maybe borrow some cooking tools and
kitchen utensils. Vallen replied with a chuckle, Why don’t you just ask for the whole house. The
next day, Min Húc went to the beginner training area, using a wooden sword to fight chickens.
Min Húc looked at the chickens with a gleeful expression, the thought of eating
them bringing a smile to his face. Suddenly, something flew towards him.
It turned out to be an aggressive chicken, pecking at the head of another player. The
player’s health plummeted. Before coming here, Trainer Vallen had told Min Húc to seek out
Trainer Royna. Following the instructions, he saw a woman with her arms
crossed, observing everyone around her. He approached and greeted her. Hello.
She replied, Greetings, newcomer. I’m Royna, the hunting trainer. If you can catch five chickens,
I’ll reward you. Min Húc accepted the challenge. Royna noticed the sword that Trainer Vallen had
given him. Utterly surprised, she leaned down for a closer look. That’s… Vallen’s sword.
She stammered, Is that… Vallen’s sword. When Royna looked up, Min Húc was no longer in
front of her. She put her hands on her hips, a look of annoyance on her face. He’s gone already.
Meanwhile, Min Húc munched on some bread, his mind already on the chickens. Royna
mused to herself, Vallen’s sword can only be obtained through his recognition. Just who
is this guy. Min Húc arrived at the chicken enclosure. A single chicken stood waiting for
him, looking particularly aggressive and hostile. It glared at him with one half-closed eye. Instead
of fear, Min Húc found it rather peculiar. He glanced at the other chickens nearby, wondering if
they were normal, only to discover they were all staring intently at him. Unfazed, Min Húc calmly
finished his first piece of bread, then drew his sword. Seeing him ready, the chicken charged.
Min Húc swung his sword once, and the chicken instantly collapsed. Royna was astonished;
he’d taken it down in a single blow. New players usually needed three attacks to
catch one. Is it because of the sword. No, it doesn’t seem to be just Vallen’s sword.
Could it be the stat boost from attacking the straw dummy. she wondered. After killing the
chicken, Min Húc immediately sat down, laid out his cooking utensils, and started boiling water.
While waiting for the water to boil, he prepared the chicken. The other chickens, witnessing this,
tilted their heads in confusion. Once the water boiled, Min Húc put the chicken into the pot and
went back to catching more. Alright, he thought, time to catch some more chickens. All the players
present were bewildered. They whispered amongst themselves, especially Royna, who stood rooted
to the spot. What in the world is he doing. Ignoring the murmurs around him, Min Húc focused
solely on catching chickens. With a few swift strikes, he felled four more. You really do meet
exceptional players in Athens, someone remarked. After catching the chickens and finishing
cooking, Min Húc sat cross-legged, hands clasped together. Let’s begin, he thought.
The warm, savory aroma wafting up pleased him immensely. It’s a shame I can’t have fried
chicken, but there’s no helping it. I’d love some, but I can’t find any batter right now. So, chicken
stew it is. Min Húc lifted the lid of the pot, revealing tender, simmered chicken, incredibly
inviting. Nothing’s more nourishing than this, he thought as he pierced a piece with his
chopsticks, tearing off a leg. The succulent, juicy meat glistened. Normally, chicken stew needs
garlic, jujubes, glutinous rice, and green onions, but using the available ingredients is fine
for now. It’s a makeshift meal, he mused, but it tastes delicious. Biting into the hot
chicken, a wave of satisfaction washed over him. Min Húc scooped up a spoonful of broth and
savored the flavor. Excellent. he thought, his other hand still clutching the chicken
leg. Soon, only bones remained in the pot. Min Húc raised his hand eagerly, wanting more.
Royna, who had been carefully observing him, thought, *He’s so different.
He reminds me of Trainer Vallen.* She smiled faintly. How nostalgic.
Suddenly, panicked shouts snapped Royna back to reality. What’s going on. Why is there such a
huge chicken. Royna turned towards the commotion, her eyes widening at the sight that greeted
her. What. A Golden Chicken. If he catches that, he’ll get the Golden Egg-laying Chicken.
I saw a notification about that before. The Golden Chicken was a rare
monster in the hunting training area, appearing only once a month. A blond-haired
man said to the black-haired man beside him, If that egg hatches, it’s worth 200,000 gold. It
lays one egg a day. Let’s get ahead of the others. After a few moments of stunned silence, everyone
present grabbed their wooden swords and charged towards the chicken. That was gold, after
all. Those who rushed forward were met with the Golden Chicken’s sharp talons, drawing
blood. Fueled by thoughts of fried chicken, the Golden Chicken entered Min Húc’s sights.
On the vast expanse of grass, Min Húc, wearing leather boots, took a running leap.
With lightning speed, he charged straight towards the Golden Chicken, ignoring its squawks.
Min Húc licked his lips, a look of intense craving in his eyes. He wanted to devour it, and quickly.
The Golden Chicken stuck out its dark purple tongue and let out a cry, as if
saying, Don’t even think about eating me. Knowing it couldn’t fight Min Húc,
the Golden Chicken turned tail and fled. But Min Húc wasn’t about to let it escape. In
what seemed like a single second, he leaped in front of the Golden Chicken, his sharp sword
blocking its path. So fast. The onlookers gasped at Min Húc’s incredible speed. Look at that. I
don’t think that’s a normal chicken, it moves like a person. The way it dodges. Everyone
was amazed by the Golden Chicken’s agility, but even more so by Min Húc’s speed, as if
the Golden Chicken was merely a backdrop for his performance. Wow, taking on the Golden
Chicken single-handedly. Min Húc raised his leg, poised to grab the Golden Chicken. His eyes
sharpened, his expression turning serious. Suddenly, the Golden Chicken took
flight, surprising everyone. Is it an eagle or something. Min Húc used the skill
Courageous Slash, increasing his damage by 20%. He turned to watch the Golden Chicken ascend, gripped his sword tighter, and smiled. With
blinding speed and decisiveness, he moved as if to cleave the very wind. He aimed for the
Golden Chicken and struck its head. Finally, the Golden Chicken succumbed. System
Announcement: You have successfully hunted the event monster Golden Chicken. Received
82,135 gold, received Golden Chicken Beak. The Golden Chicken collapsed to the ground: Cluck,
cluck. Beside it lay the Golden Egg-laying Chicken prize. Min Húc patted the Golden Chicken, thinking
that it would probably be delicious cooked. He collected the Golden Egg-laying Chicken item.
Level: Event Item. No penalty for failure. Special Skill: Lays one egg per day worth 200,000 gold, or
lays 10 eggs per day that are tastier than regular eggs. Description: Can be obtained by catching the
event monster Golden Chicken. Players can choose one of the two special skills. Corresponding
rewards can be received daily. After reading the description, Min Húc smiled and tapped
his finger on the screen, saying, Ooh, ooh, I’ll choose the second one, of course.
You have completed the Special Skill Selection for the Golden Egg-laying Chicken. Hidden Achievement:
The Only One Who Feels Happiness When Eating and Drinking. Received Food Storage, increased five
basic stats. The next day, in a certain city, Min Húc poured a whole pot of freshly
cooked food into his mouth. The aroma of chicken soup filled the air, causing
those working nearby to stir. What’s that smell. Chicken soup. Min Húc finished the pot
and commented, muttering to himself, Chicken soup really needs this rich flavor. By the way,
that trainer is a bit like Trainer Vallen. For many Athens players, Trainer Royna and Trainer
Vallen were known for their short tempers, earning them the nickname scary trainers.
Gnawing on a chicken bone, Min Húc thought, I wonder if there’s a reward for increasing
friendliness with Royna. It was like that with Trainer Vallen. He noticed Royna clutching
something in her arms, glancing furtively around, and considered how best to approach her.
Suddenly, Min Húc turned to look at Royna, and at that exact moment, she looked back at him.
Their eyes met. The distant crow of a rooster echoed through the air. Min Húc spoke first: Good
morning. Good morning, Min Húc, Royna replied. Curious, Min Húc asked, What’s that. Royna opened
the bag to show him, revealing its contents. Min Húc instantly recognized them as chili
peppers and potatoes. With these, he thought, I can make another spicy dish, different from the
spicy chicken stew. A sweet and spicy dish would be perfect with rice. Imagining the new dish,
Min Húc’s eyes lit up, and he practically drooled. As always, his mind jumped to food.
Spicy stir-fried chicken, perhaps. he mused. Royna spoke hesitantly, as if broaching a
difficult subject. I was wondering… how is Trainer Vallen doing these days. she stammered.
Min Húc, puzzled, responded, Huh. Royna continued, I’m just curious if he’s doing well. We were
in the same unit before; he was my superior. Min Húc, oblivious, asked, If you’re curious, why
don’t you just ask him directly. Royna replied shyly, Well, that’s… Seeing Royna’s hesitation,
a lightbulb went off in Min Húc’s head. Ah, I see, he realized. If you do a
good job, it’s easier to get items. While Royna still blushed, Min Húc became
convinced of his deduction. Seeing her move towards him, he reaffirmed his thought, There’s
definitely something going on here. Oh, right, he added, No one except me has been allowed back
to the straw dummy training area. Royna replied, Hmm. Min Húc stroked his chin thoughtfully.
Wait a minute, but you’re not an outsider. Royna, surprised, exclaimed, What. You can go
back to the dummy training area. How. Her voice rose in volume, attracting the attention of those
nearby and betraying her utter astonishment. When I received the sword, Min Húc explained,
a notification popped up saying I could automatically return there. Royna’s thoughts
raced. So, he can continue to see Vallen. An image flashed through Royna’s mind: a
dashing figure, sword in hand, clad in armor, striding towards the battlefield. During
his training, Min Húc had caught and eaten approximately two hundred chickens. Yet, he still
seemed eager for more. At this rate, she thought, he’ll probably be here for a few more days.
He looked so happy when I gave him the ingredients earlier, she recalled.
After delivering the ingredients to the perpetually hungry Min Húc, Royna clasped
her hands behind her back, resuming her duties. I’m so curious about Trainer Vallen, she mused.
Maybe I can find a way to convey my feelings. Elsewhere, a large pot bubbled merrily.
Spicy stir-fried chicken is a dish to be enjoyed anytime, anywhere. Looking at the pot,
Min Húc let out a satisfied Wow. The sweet and spicy flavors melded together perfectly. Spicy
stir-fried chicken with rice… nothing beats it, he declared. I have to savor this. He
scooped up a spoonful and took a bite. Suddenly, footsteps approached from behind.
Hmm, are you busy. Ah, you’re already eating. It smells so good. Min Húc turned to see who had
called him. Recognizing the person before him, he replied, No, I’m not busy. Oh, it’s you.
So, Royna began, could you take a look at this. With that, she opened the bag she had been
holding. Min Húc’s eyes widened. This… this is… wow, this glistening thing… carbohydrate
crystals. When it comes to calories and weight management, this is the enemy. It’s… rice.
I’ll give this to you, Royna offered, if you can help me talk to Trainer Vallen.
Knowing Min Húc’s weakness for food, she attempted to bribe him. Of course. he readily
agreed. His answer was exactly what Royna had expected. I’ve been waiting for this moment, she
thought. Yes, I even remember how many pairs of chopsticks and spoons are in Vallen’s house.
She then asked, You’ve been to his house. So, how is he doing these days. Min Húc proceeded
to tell Royna everything he knew about Vallen. After listening, Royna felt a pang of
sympathy. He lives such a solitary life, she thought sadly. But then, a different thought
sprang to mind. This is my chance. She realized this was an opportunity to get closer to Vallen.
Meanwhile, Min Húc, eyeing the bag of rice, expressed his gratitude: Thanks for the rice.
A system notification popped up: Friendliness with Royna has increased. Min Húc then asked
Royna, Oh, by the way, this is a bit personal, but if you have anything you’d like
to say to Vallen, I can pass it along. Royna mentally praised him. Oh, she thought, look
at this clever boy. Aloud, she said, Instead, could you find some ingredients for me.
Consider it a fair trade, Trainer, Min Húc replied with a wink. Alright,
I understand. Royna waved goodbye. A new quest appeared: Deliver Royna’s
message to Vallen. Quest Rank: E, Range: Straw Dummy Training Area. Penalty for Failure:
Decreased friendliness with Royna. Reward: Cooking ingredients. Description: You directly proposed
this to Trainer Royna, and she agreed, thus creating this quest. Min Húc called after her,
Take care. I’m going to try making that dish now. He grabbed the bag of rice and walked off
confidently. The dish he had in mind was egg fried rice. Waiting for the rice
to cook, Min Húc thought to himself, I’ve mastered all the cooking recipes now.
Then, as if conjuring a secret weapon, a large golden egg appeared in his hand,
an egg from the Golden Egg-laying Chicken. Min Húc had been overjoyed when he’d first seen
the Golden Chicken lay the egg. He cracked the egg into the pan and scrambled it.
Once the egg was cooked, he added the rice and drizzled some soy sauce
over it. He tossed it left and right, mixing the egg thoroughly with the rice,
creating a perfect meal. Delicious. Min Húc’s mouth watered as he looked at his creation. The
essence of egg fried rice was to scoop a heaping spoonful and shove it into your mouth. Although
a bit salty, each chew chased away the hunger. Min Húc sat down and devoured the entire
bowl in one go. Ah, that’s the taste, he sighed contentedly. The eggs here are
definitely better than anywhere else. Bring the reward here. Get lost, Vallen said.
A minute later, Min Húc came running from behind. He yelled, Trainer. Successfully catching
Vallen’s attention, he turned around and asked, Oh, what brings you here, kid. What is
it. Because I missed you. Min Húc gushed, Your face always shines brightly in my heart. He
chattered away in front of Vallen without a hint of shyness. Vallen burst out laughing. Haha,
your mouth is still as sweet as ever, kid. Finally, Min Húc got to the point. Actually,
Trainer Royna asked me to give this to you. He pulled out a small card with a rose
attached to it. It looked like a love letter. Vallen froze, then opened the card and
read it aloud: A member of the 3rd Platoon, Royna, sends her greetings to the Captain.
After reading it, a smile touched his lips. Just like her, he murmured. Min Húc quickly chimed in,
Oh, haven’t you eaten yet, Trainer. I’ll make you some spicy stir-fried chicken. Oh. Vallen seemed
surprised. Could you give me some hardtack. Min Húc asked. Kid, are you trying to clean me out.
Vallen chuckled. The two chatted cheerfully by the fire. Under a different sky, in the not-so-distant
past. When I was still under Captain Vallen’s command. Back then, I was so arrogant. The
whole world called me a genius. Time passed. I almost died because of my growing confidence.
It was Captain Vallen who saved me. This turned out to be a flashback of Royna’s, a memory of how
Vallen had rescued her during her impetuous youth, pulling her back from the abyss and showing her
that the sun would rise again tomorrow. Yes, thinking back on it now, it seems I’ve liked him
since then. Standing in the lush green grass, Royna gazed at the vibrant sunset. The scenery
was breathtaking, made even more beautiful by the fact that the place her beloved called
home was right before her eyes. Afterwards, apart from watching Vallen from afar, I had
no other choice. Now, Royna clasped her hands together, filled with anticipation, as she
saw Min Húc approaching from a distance. She quickly asked, What did Vallen say. He
said thank you, and that he was happy to see you were well. Hearing this, Royna lowered her
head. Captain. Suddenly, a thought struck her, and she hurriedly asked, But why so late. Min
Húc replied, I cooked him a meal before coming back. He seemed to have lost some weight.
Royna stammered, Is that so. You did well. Friendliness with Royna has increased.
Min Húc was enjoying his meal as usual when a notification rang out.
He stared blankly at the system message: You cannot eat any more.
Passive skill created: Digestion. Can eat again when fullness drops to 0%.
When fullness drops to 0%, the fullness stat will decrease from 7 to 6. Fullness
recovers at 0%. Recovery time: 24 hours. Min Húc’s face darkened, and he无力ly knelt on the
ground. The surrounding people looked at him with puzzled expressions. Min Húc still hadn’t
recovered. The fullness stat can’t exceed 7. He tremblingly picked up the spoon he had just
used to scoop a spoonful of stew, and the system repeatedly notified him: You cannot eat any more.
It was as if someone had sewn his mouth shut. For someone with an insatiable appetite like Min Húc,
this was truly hell. Wait, was that the Digestion skill just now. Maybe there’s still hope.
Ding. The skill window popped up: Digestion Skill Level 1, Effect: Rapid calorie
consumption. He suddenly understood. He recalled the weight-loss menu in reality.
When eating that unappetizing food in reality, he had to exercise for 4 hours a day. I had
an overweight body, even breathing was tiring, but here, my body feels light. There aren’t any
exercises that make me breathless. In short, if I want to eat the things I like, I can exercise.
He summoned his sword, determined. That’s right, no pain, no gain. If I overcome this
difficult phase, I can eat delicious food. I can definitely do it. As Min
Húc trained frantically with his sword, Royna tilted her head in confusion. He doesn’t
have a quest, but he’s still training. Other players whispered amongst themselves. Hey,
look at that player, exercising even in the game. Wouldn’t it be better to spend that time
catching chickens and leveling up. Of course it’s better than you, doing nothing at all.
Ignoring the taunts, Min Húc remained focused on his training. Each movement, each swing
of his sword, was filled with determination and effort. Royna watched him. That kid.
there’s something different in his eyes. Like he’s determined about something. What is it.
Inside, Min Húc’s mind screamed, I want to eat, I want to eat right now, this very moment, right
now, I wish I could eat forever. Four hours later, the system announced: Ding. All calories
consumed. Your fullness is at 0%. You may resume consuming food. Min Húc cheered with joy.
Oh yeah. At the same time, he was so hungry he was about to faint. He proceeded to take out
his cooking utensils and prepare to cook. As Min Húc was in the midst of cooking, a familiar
voice called out to him. Min Húc, do you want to train in swordsmanship with me. It was Royna.
Notification: You have received a swordsmanship training invitation from Trainer Royna. You
can move between the beginner hunting training area and Isbin Village. You have received 3
reputation points. Accepting the invitation will activate a quest. He looked up in surprise.
Ah, sword training. Royna replied shyly, Yes. There’s no particular reason. I just saw you
practicing your swordsmanship yesterday and today. In her heart, she thought but didn’t
say aloud, You seemed a little lonely. If I guide you, you’ll learn much more.
Min Húc stroked his chin thoughtfully. Will it help with exercise. Royna,
however, thought he was considering her offer. This kid isn’t arrogant, she mused.
He knows how to work his body. I want to help him too. Seeing Min Húc’s silence, Royna grew
impatient. Hey, everyone else would be thrilled to train with me, you know. Min Húc was still
deep in thought. Royna exclaimed, I’m serious. Min Húc asked her, Is the training tiring. Royna
replied smugly, Of course. You’ll definitely be crying and begging me to stop. Without
hesitation, Min Húc answered, Then I’ll do it. Quest initiated: Bardi Swordsmanship Training.
Penalty for failure: Decreased friendliness with Royna. Reward: Bardi Swordsmanship Skill.
Royna was a little surprised. First time I’ve met someone who enjoys suffering. So you agree.
Let’s start now. Follow me. Min Húc replied, Yes, Trainer. From that moment on, a student
and a trainer began their training together. Two hours later, Royna pleaded, Stop. What
kind of training is this, going non-stop for two hours. Min Húc calmly replied, If I
don’t do this, I’ll get hungry. Royna said, Give me a break. Min Húc teased her, Come on,
don’t rest, let’s keep going. After their break, they resumed their frantic training. Is
this kid a monster. Royna thought. He hasn’t forgotten a single move I’ve taught
him. His absorption rate is incredible. Like a sponge. Now the two were preparing
to spar. Alright, let’s see who wins. Min Húc gave a sly grin. Inside
Vallen’s familiar house: Hmm, Royna is teaching you
swordsmanship. He replied, Yes, Trainer. Royna had also given him a rose today.
Vallen opened the letter and read. It said: It’s me, your loyal Royna, sending greetings to
the Captain. Do you remember saving my life. I’ve always wanted to treat you to a meal to show
my gratitude. So this time, I’ve sent you a dish called fried chicken through Min Húc. At
the end of the letter was a very sweet line: I really like you. After reading it, Vallen smiled.
This girl. He turned to Min Húc and said, Kid, you’re planning to leave now, aren’t you. I knew
it just by looking at the letter’s contents. Min Húc respectfully replied, Yes, it’s
time for me to go. Vallen continued to ask, So have you achieved your goal. Not yet, I
haven’t eaten fried chicken yet. Vallen hesitated for a moment and then said, Tonight, you will.
After finishing his conversation with Vallen, Min Húc returned to continue training with Royna.
Each movement was more skillful, faster, and stronger than before. System announcement:
Bardi Swordsmanship Training 100% complete. You have acquired the Bardi Swordsmanship
Skill. Quest complete. Min Húc immediately went with Trainer Royna to Isbin Village.
Why go there. Of course, it was to eat the incredibly delicious fried chicken.
They went to the market together. Now that we’ve bought all the ingredients, let’s
begin. Royna looked at him and remarked, That look is even more serious than when
you’re training with me. He chuckled inwardly, thinking, Of course it is. This is a momentous
occasion. Soon, Royna and Min Húc arrived at their destination. Royna warmly opened the
door, inviting Min Húc inside. Fried chicken, a beloved dish for all ages,
was often referred to as divine chicken, especially when paired with beer,
becoming the ultimate beer snack. Indeed, the more he looked at it, the more perfect
it seemed. Min Húc stood there, gazing at the fried chicken, drool trickling down his chin.
He had to finish quickly so they could savor the flavor. Royna stepped into the kitchen. Min Húc,
she said, I’ll be back in a moment. He quickly replied, Yes, Trainer. When Royna returned, the
kitchen was overflowing with fried chicken. What is this. she exclaimed. Did you fry enough chicken
for 150 people. How could you make so much. Min Húc chuckled. Oh, your reaction is
exactly the same as Trainer Vallen’s, he said. Love really does make people
alike. Royna blushed, stammering, I-Is that so. Min Húc announced
loudly, Fried chicken is ready. Hearing the call, Vallen immediately
rushed to the door. Seeing a plate piled high with fragrant, golden-brown fried
chicken, he exclaimed in surprise, Wow. Vallen took the plate, brought it to his nose,
and inhaled deeply. Is this the fried chicken. he asked. It smells amazing. Min Húc smiled and said,
Enjoy your meal, Trainer. Vallen smiled in praise. You’re quite skilled, kid, he said. Min
Húc politely replied, Thank you, Trainer. Oh, right, Min Húc added, presenting a letter
and a rose. This also came from my trainer. Vallen took them, saying, I’m guessing it’s
from Royna. Min Húc confirmed, Yes, Trainer. Vallen asked with concern, Are you leaving
today. Min Húc admitted, I was planning to, but I’ll come by to say goodbye tomorrow before
I go. At Trainer Vallen’s house, he placed the plate of fried chicken on top of a cabinet,
holding the letter and rose in his other hand. Vallen began to open the letter and read its
contents. Royna expressed her feelings in the letter: Although I can only send food
to the Captain this way, I’m very happy. After reading the letter, Vallen smiled
softly. He opened the drawer beside his bed, thinking to himself, Me too.
Inside the drawer was a brand new, red ribbon hair tie, waiting for its owner. I’ve
decided to be bold and try, he thought. Meanwhile, Min Húc was happily spreading out a blanket and
singing a song about fried chicken and cola. The blanket was neatly spread on the
grass. Min Húc chuckled with delight. He always had a special love for food.
He then quickly opened a can of cola. He inhaled the foam at the mouth of the can,
excitedly saying, Oh, my foam. He took a sip and tilted his head back with a satisfied Ahh.
Min Húc placed his hand on the plate of fried chicken and happily declared, Alright, now. Min
Húc opened his mouth wide and brought a chicken leg to his lips. He took a bite, the crispy skin
crackling, then tore the meat with his teeth. Sitting happily amidst the quiet grass,
Min Húc shouted, Oh yeah. This is bliss. The next morning, he came running, panting
heavily. The system sent a notification: Due to consuming all calories,
fullness status has decreased to 0%. You can continue eating. You have reduced
your fullness status to 0% four times in a short period. The hidden quest ‘One Who Strives
to Eat’ has been completed. The ‘Digestion’ skill has been upgraded, increasing five basic
stats. Min Húc gasped in surprise. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he wondered aloud,
There’s even a hidden quest for eating. I heard that in Athens, besides the E to S
rank quests, there are also special quests, he muttered. Status window. He stared
at his achievements in surprise. Looks like these are those kinds of quests.
The system continued its notification: Digestion skill has reached level 2.
No mana or cooldown required. Effect: Calorie consumption rate doubled. Completing
100% of the average person’s hourly activity will consume 20,000 calories. Hourly activity is
calculated based on the average person’s movement from the moment the status window is opened. Min
Húc let out an impressed Whoa. after reading the notification. Excitedly, he declared, Alright,
time to go on a quest. Calling out to Royna, Min Húc presented her with the letter and the
red ribbon hair tie. Trainer Vallen asked me to give these to you, he explained. Royna stared
at the letter and ribbon in surprise. What. She quickly took the letter from his
hand. As she read, a blush crept up her cheeks, her heart pounding in her chest.
Covering her mouth with the letter, she murmured, He also. Then, she continued, Thank you,
Min Húc. I owe you one. Min Húc, still chewing on a piece of fried chicken leg, looked at
her, unsure what exactly she was thanking him for. Alright, Royna said, Now, take your reward. Min
Húc obediently held out his hands. Thank you. A system notification chimed: Received Silph’s
Leather Armor. Received 4 reputation points. Royna removed her own hair tie, gesturing
for him to check his inventory. As Royna tied the red ribbon Vallen had given
her into her hair, Min Húc gasped. It suits you, he complimented immediately.
Royna blushed, scolding him playfully, Oh, you. Min Húc stuck his tongue out, teasing her,
before addressing the system: Check item. The system promptly responded: Silph’s Leather Armor.
Rarity: Rare. Restrictions: None. Durability: 3000. Defense: 314. Special Effects: Strength
+2, Agility +6. Effect: Exclusive to Bardi Swordsmanship practitioners. Bardi Swordsmanship
level +1. Description: Silph’s Leather Armor, a leather armor passed down through generations
in Trainer Royna’s family. Min Húc grinned. I’ll put it to good use. Royna smiled. Well,
we must meet again sometime. Just then, a notification appeared: The God Athens
has sent you a quest. Player Min Húc has received two quests. The first quest
notification read: Go to Isbin Village and find Berserker Brachni. Hunt the monster
he requests. The second quest notification: Raid the Twilight Tomb near Isbin Village.
Royna’s eyes widened in realization. She’d heard that this type of notification only appeared
under special circumstances. This is the trial, then, she thought. Just follow the guidance
of the God Athens. She looked at Min Húc, who was still happily devouring his chicken leg,
oblivious to the gravity of the situation. Min Húc, Royna informed him, you’ve been given
two quests. He looked up, surprised. Quests. The system chimed: Quest: Find Brachni.
Rank: Legendary. Reward: Promotion to Legendary Berserker class. That’s right, she
confirmed. One: Go to Isbin Village and find Berserker Brachni. He’ll give you a hunting
quest. Royna continued, Quest two: You must raid the Twilight Tomb near Isbin Village.
The system announced: Rank and limitations unknown. Penalty for failure unknown. Reward
unknown. Choose one of these quests to undertake, Royna instructed. Min Húc nodded slowly.
I see. I thought I was getting more food. Royna asked suspiciously, Is that really
your reaction to receiving a Legendary quest. Min Húc immediately pretended to wipe
tears from his face. I’m so happy I could cry. What are you talking about. Inwardly, however,
he was groaning. Royna wasn’t fooled. Do you think I’m stupid. You were clearly yawning.
Don’t lie. Caught red-handed, he admitted, Fine. Royna covered her mouth, sighing with a
soft chuckle. He really is a unique individual. Recalling Min Húc’s joyful expression
while eating, Royna thought to herself, He truly believes that eating is the greatest
happiness. Suddenly, she remembered something. Of the two quests, she mused, the Twilight
Tomb should have something related to Min Húc’s interests. Min Húc, she advised, when you get to
Isbin Village, look for an old man named Arlon. He asked, confused, Arlon. Yes, Royna confirmed.
He’ll give you some delicious red bean jelly. The mere mention of red bean jelly lit
up Min Húc’s face. His eyes sparkling, he exclaimed, Then I’m off. He started walking
away, chanting, Red bean jelly, red bean jelly. Royna called after him, Come visit again sometime.
Min Húc replied obediently, Yes. and continued running, happily singing his red bean jelly
song. Watching his enthusiastic departure, Royna couldn’t help but laugh. I bet he’ll definitely
choose the Twilight Tomb, she thought to herself. Oh Chang-Uk, listening to Kang Min Húc’s story,
yelled in astonishment, What. No way. You received a Legendary quest. Min Húc, still eating,
mumbled a response. Oh Chang-Uk, stunned, exclaimed, How is that possible. Then he asked,
What’s your class. You probably don’t know yet, right. Min Húc calmly replied, Berserker. Oh
Chang-Uk was impressed. Whoa, that’s amazing. He looked at Min Húc with intensity. Others can’t
even get Legendary quests. Higher-ranked players have a better chance. Min Húc, still calmly
eating, replied, That’s great, isn’t it. Oh Chang-Uk retorted, Are you even listening to me.
He explained, Because they’re so rare, many people keep Legendary quests for themselves. Min Húc
took a bite of a cherry. Really. He popped it into his mouth, chewed, and then said with a bright
smile, I’ll do my best so I can eat. That makes me happy. Oh Chang-Uk stared at him, thinking in
exasperation, This kid only thinks about eating. How on earth did the NPCs give him items and teach
him skills. He then asked, Anyway, Min Húc, you’re going to do the Legendary quest, right.
Min Húc turned his head in surprise. Why would I do that. Oh Chang-Uk was
dumbfounded, his jaw dropping. What. What else. It’s like activating easy mode in
the game. Min Húc explained, If I do that quest, I won’t be able to eat delicious food during
that time. Oh Chang-Uk asked incredulously, What. It’s a Legendary quest, you know.
His eyes flashed. It’s a Legendary quest. He then sank into thought, staring blankly ahead.
Min Húc said cheerfully, I heard I’ll meet an old man who’ll give me red bean jelly. It sounds
delicious. Oh Chang-Uk quickly urged, Come on, Min Húc, there are plenty of other things to eat. Ah,
let’s meet at the central plaza in Isbin Village after we log back in, okay. Min Húc immediately
agreed. Okay. Arriving in Isbin Village, Oh Chang-Uk strolled leisurely down the crowded
street, surrounded by the bustling chatter of the villagers. Amidst the noisy crowd, distinct
voices called out: Evil Gate goblin hunting party, levels 5-10, one spot left. and I’ll buff you
for 1000 gold each time. Behind Oh Chang-Uk, a conversation unfolded. One person asked his
friend, Lee Jin-Tae, I got that item yesterday. His friend, curious, inquired, What did you
get. The first one replied excitedly, A really special spear. Isn’t it awesome. Meanwhile, Oh
Chang-Uk thought to himself, Min Húc said he lost weight in the game. I’m really curious what
he looks like now. What kind of transformation happens when someone loses 100kg. Even losing 10kg
makes a huge difference. Now, where is that kid. He then messaged Min Húc: Where are you. The
reply came: At the central plaza. Oh Chang-Uk wondered, The plaza. Why can’t I see him.
Suddenly, Oh Chang-Uk bumped into someone. The young man immediately apologized. Oh
Chang-Uk looked at the person in front of him and was utterly astonished. So
handsome. The young man had a high nose bridge, doe-like eyes, a sharp jawline, and
perfect proportions. He was truly flawless. Oh Chang-Uk thought he could be a perfect model.
Oh Chang-Uk scratched his neck, speechless. But then he thought, I was just stunned for a moment,
but where is that kid. He turned to leave, when the young man suddenly tugged on his
shirt and said, Um, excuse me. Then, extending his hand formally, he said, Hello, General.
Seeing this, Oh Chang-Uk was utterly shocked. He immediately thought of the chubby Min Húc.
Sure enough, the person in front of him continued, It’s me, Min Húc. Oh Chang-Uk rushed over and
asked, Is that really you. Pointing at his face, he asked, Can you change your face in this game.
Min Húc smiled and replied, You can’t change your face in Athens. Hearing this, Oh Chang-Uk rushed
over and touched Min Húc’s well-proportioned body, asking, Is this really your face. Min
Húc scratched his nose and answered, Yes. Oh Chang-Uk patted his shoulder and
said, Min Húc, you’re really handsome. Haha, Kang Min Húc, I can’t believe
how handsome you are. Min Húc chuckled shyly and replied, Ah, thank you.
He recalled an old memory. It had been a long time since he’d received a compliment about
his appearance. Back then, he was in the hospital, and his father was sitting beside him. He
softly called out, Dad. His father said, I’ve never been ashamed of you.
He held his hand, and gently said, You’re my pride and joy. You’re very important to
me. I once wanted to become a son my father could be proud of. All I had to do was lose weight.
If I lost weight, my dream of becoming a son my father could be proud of would come true. Back in
the present, General, or Oh Chang-Uk, asked him, Do you need anything else. He replied,
These items are enough. Oh Chang-Uk said, That’s true. You already have a lot of good
items, so how about I give you some gold. How about 2 million gold to start.
His face was full of sincerity. Player General has requested a trade.
After a moment of thought, Min Húc reached out his hand as if to shake Oh Chang-Uk’s,
but then, thinking of something, he pulled it back. Then, smiling, he said, I don’t think I
can accept that. Oh Chang-Uk asked, puzzled, What do you mean. He turned and said, I want to earn
the things I want to eat with my own strength. Oh Chang-Uk followed him, asking, Are you
sure. With 2 million gold, you could eat whatever you want right away. Min Húc firmly
stated, That’s exactly why I don’t like it. Oh Chang-Uk, not understanding his reasoning,
asked, What do you mean. He replied, I understand the importance of food. For some, a meal is
just an ordinary thing. But for hungry children, it can be what they look forward to most.
For others, a full meal might not mean much, or it could be an expensive meal someone saved
up for to treat someone they cherish. For some, food is commonplace, but for others,
it can be incredibly precious. Just like Min Húc in reality. Those
precious meals, I don’t want to eat them just because I have a lot of money.
I truly want to earn the right to enjoy delicious food through my own efforts. Hearing
these words, Oh Chang-Uk was initially surprised, then a satisfied smile spread across
his face. He thought to himself, Come to think of it, this kid has always
been striving on his own like this. Then, addressing Min Húc, he said, As Oh
Chang-Uk ruffled Min Húc’s hair, he said, You really are a great little brother.
As if suddenly remembering something, Min Húc pushed Oh Chang-Uk away, saying, I have
to get out of here quickly. Oh Chang-Uk asked, Where to. Min Húc hesitated, then said, Uh,
the red bean jelly is waiting for me. And with that, he dashed off, leaving Oh
Chang-Uk calling after him in bewilderment. He then thought, He’s gone, his legs like they had
rockets attached. The food one person eats every day can be different for another. Arriving
at his destination, Min Húc found a group of people gathered there. Someone asked, Are you
here to see the NPC named Arlon. Another replied, I don’t really recommend it. Me neither, that
NPC cornered me and talked for two whole hours. Something about bringing him chestnuts to get
chestnut-flavored red bean jelly. Does that even count as a quest. Why bother with red bean
jelly anyway. Listening to their discussion, Min Húc thought, Seems like he doesn’t have a
good reputation. I know, there will be people who like and dislike red bean jelly. But for me,
red bean jelly holds precious memories. My grandmother used to feed me spoonfuls of it, and
I could taste the sweetness melting in my mouth. Just thinking about it makes my mouth water.
So, Min Húc hurried into the shop: Excuse me, is the owner here. NPC Arlon was
sitting on a chair, fanning himself, and upon seeing Min Húc enter, asked,
You’re not here to ask for directions, are you. Min Húc quickly replied, No.
Then Arlon asked again, Or are you a customer waiting for some hidden quest or
something. Min Húc answered, Not that either. Suspicion rising in Arlon’s voice,
he asked, Or are you. At that moment, Min Húc’s eyes and expression lit up with longing
as he declared, I want to eat red bean jelly. Arlon looked surprised, but quickly regained
his composure, saying, You’ve chosen wisely. Young people these days don’t often seek out
this kind of food. Min Húc, looking at the red bean jelly on the table, asked, Did you make
all of this yourself. Arlon replied, Of course. He then cut a piece of red bean jelly and offered
it to Min Húc, saying, Try it. Once you eat it, you’ll understand the true value of red bean
jelly. Min Húc immediately took a piece and put it in his mouth. After a few chews,
his eyes widened. It was unexpectedly delicious. At that moment, a system notification
appeared: Affinity with Arlon has increased. Seeing him enjoying the treat, Arlon smiled
warmly and said, Young man, you certainly have a healthy appetite. Then, Min Húc asked how much it
cost. Arlon replied, 1,000 gold a piece. How many would you like. Min Húc, his eyes gleaming with
excitement, declared, I’ll take 20,000 gold worth. A moment later, Min Húc swung his
sword, felling a monster. A system notification popped up: Level Up.
Later, holding the red bean jelly, he recalled Arlon’s words: Young man, would
you be willing to hear my request. There’s a place called the Twilight Tomb, and the boss
there is a golden pig. Min Húc’s eyes widened, and he jumped up excitedly. A pig. he exclaimed.
Then, with determination, he added, If it’s a pig, I’m in. Arlon quickly added, Only players
level 10 and above can enter. At that moment, a new quest appeared: Gather 50 Chestnuts.
Quest Rank: E. Restriction: Only those who have eaten Arlon’s red bean jelly. Penalty
for failure: Decreased affinity with Arlon or inability to purchase red bean jelly. Reward:
50 Chestnuts or 20,000 gold. Quest Description: A quest requiring you to eat Arlon’s red bean
jelly. He is a master of chestnut-flavored red bean jelly, but he’s run out of chestnuts. Hunt
Chestnut Monsters and bring back the chestnuts. Min Húc then opened his status window. He was
currently level 7, no class, HP 248, MP 200, Strength 37 + 11, Dexterity 27 + 14, Vitality,
Agility, and Intelligence all 15 + 5, Fame 10, Fullness 100% out of 10, and Stat Points 0.
Min Húc’s mouth watered as he imagined all the delicious pork dishes he could make.
He then declared with resolve, I’ll just have to gather more chestnuts so
I can eat more red bean jelly. Suddenly, a loud scream echoed through the forest.
Startled, he wondered what it could be. Meanwhile, in a room somewhere,
an announcer’s voice boomed: Introducing today’s top-ranked player, the
Light Sorceress, Alisha. In the game of Athens, where character appearances are fixed,
a player known for her beautiful avatar once again became the topic of conversation.
The implication being that the player herself was as beautiful as her in-game character.
The young woman sitting at her computer, chin resting in her hand, sighed and
muttered, Am I a gamer or a celebrity. They think this beauty is natural. This
is the result of blood, sweat, and tears. Popping a cherry into her mouth, she
added, Idiots. Light Sorceress Alisha, ranked 12th in the country, and the person
behind this character was none other than Lee Ji-Ah. With looks that could rival
an actress and exceptional skills honed from her ranking climb in Versailles,
her character was adored and admired, even earning her the title of Control God, someone
who wielded divine power. Until she was defeated by an unknown player, which was when she realized
that her close-combat abilities were severely lacking. Back in Versailles,
she had played as a knight, and she had assumed that she would be fine playing a sorceress in
Athens. Finally, she resolved to train harder, much harder, to become stronger.
By going back to the beginning. Lee Ji-Ah logged into the game. She mused, I
hear there are Chestnut Monsters in this village that take new players a long time to hunt.
In Athens, creating another character wasn’t possible, but as the highest-level
player in the game’s beta test, Lee Ji-Ah received the privilege of creating
an alternate character named Armin. This allowed her to change her appearance, avoiding
unwanted attention, making it easier to train. Lee Ji-Ah slashed at a Chestnut Monster, and the
others, noticing her, sprang out and gave chase. She thought to herself, Still,
there are plenty of monsters here for training. Leveling up should be quick.
Suddenly, in the distant bushes across from her, she spotted a giant chestnut, shaking violently.
Lee Ji-Ah thought with a jolt of alarm, Isn’t that the Chestnut King. That’s…
that’s the giant Chestnut Monster King. Panic welled within her. Eleven levels difference…
should I just run. Despite her fear, she gripped her sword tightly. Resolving herself to fight, she
decided to challenge the Chestnut Monster King, rushing forward to attack. But it dodged her
blows with ease. Though she landed a few hits, its regeneration was incredibly fast. This
isn’t working, she thought. I need to create some distance. The Chestnut Monster King’s
forehead began to bulge. What is that. she thought in terror. The King, now enraged, let
out a deafening roar that shook the very trees. Lee Ji-Ah squinted, confused, her HP now below
20%. Damn it. she cursed under her breath. The King attacked, and she squeezed her eyes shut
in fear, but the blow never came. Slowly, she opened her eyes and looked around.
Min Húc stood before her, battling the Chestnut Monster King. Who is this. she wondered.
Suddenly, he turned to her and asked, Excuse me, but could I have that chestnut over there.
Lee Ji-Ah, surprised, asked, The chestnut. Min Húc pointed to the top of the monster’s
head. That one. Lee Ji-Ah replied, Oh, sure. Inwardly, she was astonished.
He’d defeated the Chestnut Monster King with a single blow. Hearing her
agreement, Min Húc said cheerfully, Wow, thanks. Lee Ji-Ah added, You should
take the item drops too. They’re rare. Min Húc sounded incredulous.
I’ve already taken your chestnut, and you want me to take the items too. Lee Ji-Ah said, It’s an item
I don’t need. It’s fine. It was a Thorn Forged by the Chestnut Monster
King, a D-rank item with no level restriction. Its special ability was to increase
attack power when crafting weapons. The description read: Can be used
for quests or sold to a shop. Hearing this, Min Húc beamed. Well then, thank
you. I’ll take it. Lee Ji-Ah thought to herself, Anyone watching would think I just gave
him an Epic item. After gathering his loot, Min Húc turned to leave, waving goodbye.
Lee Ji-Ah wondered how he was so strong. He didn’t seem to have any Legendary skills.
His equipment might be powerful, she mused, but to defeat the Chestnut Monster King in one
hit… If I train harder, Lee Ji-Ah mused, maybe I could take down a Monster King too. I’ve been
relying too much on magic. With that thought, she turned to leave, her HP considerably recovered,
ready to continue hunting Chestnut Monsters. Suddenly, a strange sound reached her ears.
Lee Ji-Ah turned back towards the noise; it was clearly the distinct sound of a sword swinging.
Is that the guy from earlier, still training. she wondered. Training like that would
increase stats, but the gains seemed minimal. Min Húc wiped the sweat from his brow, muttering
to himself, I’ll return to the real world and train for another five hours before resting. Lee
Ji-Ah was stunned. Five more hours. Wasn’t this enough. What was he doing. Did it not matter if
his stats weren’t increasing significantly. Could training in the game improve real-world combat
skills. she pondered. There had to be another reason. It was the only explanation for his low
level and incredible strength. Min Húc stopped training and sat down, opening his inventory. Lee
Ji-Ah continued to observe, convinced there was a secret to his power. She was then taken aback by
Min Húc’s next actions. He pulled out a portable stove and a pot, utensils and spices, and a
cleanly dressed chicken. Then, he began to cook. and a neatly dressed chicken. Then, he started
cooking. Lee Ji-Ah hid behind a bush, watching, utterly perplexed. What was he doing.
Min Húc chopped the chicken into bite-sized pieces, prepared the vegetables, and
added them to the pot, stirring a few times. It was spicy stir-fried chicken
and chestnuts. Lee Ji-Ah’s mouth watered; it looked delicious. But why was he suddenly
cooking. Min Húc began to eat. I have to savor this, he murmured. What followed was a mesmerizing
mukbang. He gnawed on a juicy, golden-brown chicken leg, then continued with the chestnuts.
Lee Ji-Ah gasped. Wow. He ate with such relish. She thought about her own meal waiting
in the real world: diet tea and grapes. The thought made her even hungrier.
Swallowing hard, she called out, Hey, excuse me. Min Húc, engrossed in his
meal, turned his head at the sound. Lee Ji-Ah emerged from the bushes. Could I
have some, please. Min Húc looked surprised. It’s you. The kind person who gave me the
chestnut and the item. Would you like some. Lee Ji-Ah blinked at him. Really. Min Húc
spoke politely, You were very generous earlier. He scooped a bowlful and offered
it to her. Lee Ji-Ah eagerly accepted it. Thank you. I’ll dig in. Looking at the heaping
bowl of spicy stir-fried chicken and chestnuts, she took a bite of chicken. Delicious.
The rich, fresh flavor of the chestnuts, created a sweet and spicy taste.
The chicken was perfectly cooked, tender, not at all tough. The texture
of the chestnuts, similar to potatoes, paired wonderfully with the sweet and
spicy chicken. Within a minute and a half, Lee Ji-Ah had finished the bowl,
leaving not a drop of soup. It was addictively good. Min Húc watched her, thinking,
She eats well. Lee Ji-Ah, noticing his gaze, asked a little shyly, I’ve been watching
you. You’re training so hard to get stronger, right. So she hadn’t been hiding, just observing.
Caught off guard mid-meal, Min Húc paused. He thought he was just exercising to aid
digestion so he could eat more. Lee Ji-Ah asked earnestly, I have a question for
you. I’m Alisha, the Light Sorceress. Would you like to join our guild, Arteon. Min
Húc listened silently, holding a chicken leg, neither refusing nor accepting. Then, he lifted
the lid of the pot and changed the subject. The rice is done. Lee Ji-Ah reiterated,
I said, I’m Light Sorceress Alisha, from the Arteon Guild, one of the
four strongest guilds in the country. Min Húc politely replied, No one said
you weren’t. Here, have some. Once again, Lee Ji-Ah was sidetracked, all because of a bowl
of rice mixed with spicy stir-fried chicken. Lee Ji-Ah snapped back to
reality, Huh. Did he even hear me. Is he not interested in what I’m saying. Min
Húc continued to eat his meal with gusto, savoring every bite. Lee Ji-Ah, eating as well,
continued, Besides eating, are you not interested in anything else. Others would be dying to join
a guild, and you’re getting a direct invitation. It’s strange. Min Húc paused his eating, a
thoughtful expression on his face. He asked, Is joining a guild the only way to have fun.
Lee Ji-Ah was slightly thrown off by his question. Min Húc smiled politely and replied, Playing games
is about leveling up with everyone, joining a strong guild, cooperating to get good equipment,
and receiving praise from others, right. I don’t think that’s the most enjoyable path. I play games
because I really enjoy eating. Hearing this, Lee Ji-Ah recalled her time as a knight in Versailles,
where she had never considered the concept of fun. Playing the role of a sorceress here, she truly
felt the joy of the game. Do I need to practice swordsmanship when I don’t feel any joy in it.
This is a game for entertainment. That’s right, playing games is supposed to be fun. Enlightened
by this realization, Lee Ji-Ah looked at Min Húc, who was enjoying his meal, and said, Hey,
can we be friends. Min Húc, hearing this offer, became pensive. Lee Ji-Ah then tempted
him, I’ll buy you delicious food later. Min Húc’s attitude immediately did a 180, I’ll
add you right now. Lee Ji-Ah clarified, Not now, I’ll add you after I switch back to my main
account. Min Húc joked, I eat 100 times more than a normal person, don’t complain if your
food expenses end up being half the price of your house. Lee Ji-Ah laughed, Yeah, it’s okay.
Thanks for the spicy stir-fried chicken earlier. The two said their goodbyes. See you later. Lee
Ji-Ah resolved, Alright, I’ll do what I want. At the red bean jelly shop, Arlon
praised, You’re the first person to bring back this many chestnuts.
And such large ones at that. We can make a special chestnut red bean jelly.
Hearing this, Min Húc’s eyes lit up. He asked, Special. Arlon then asked, You’ll be going to
the Twilight Tomb when you reach level 10, right. Min Húc replied, Of course, Mr. Arlon.
Arlon carried the basket of chestnuts inside, saying as he walked, Just a moment. Suddenly,
Min Húc received a friend request. It was from the level 412 sorceress, Alisha. Min Húc was
a little surprised by the sudden notification, then accepted. Oh, really. I thought
it was a scam. Because in Athens, there’s basically no such thing as alt accounts.
Her main account is Alisha, a very high level, while that Armin clearly looks low-level. Even
if she really is Alisha, I’ll still decline the guild invitation. Ah, I have to add General as a
friend. Where is he. While he was lost in thought, Arlon came out and handed him a piece of
jelly, saying, Eat this, then get to work. Min Húc, who was busy navigating the market
screen, suddenly stopped, his eyes sparkling as he looked at the jelly. Thank you. Two Ting
sounds rang out. General has become your friend. Min Húc, while eating, contacted Oh Chang-Uk,
There we go, can you hear me. Wow, you finally figured out how to send a friend request.
Yes, I took the time to learn how to do this. Hearing the chewing sound, General asked,
Eating red bean jelly. Yes, it’s delicious. The evidence was the smacking sounds of his
eating. So, what are you going to do now. Min Húc swallowed the jelly. Um, I’m planning to
go to the Twilight Tomb. The boss there is a pig. Min Húc said with a look of longing.
General asked, skeptical, A pig. Are you planning on eating it. Min Húc replied,
Of course. General worried, I don’t think you’ll find anyone to butcher it for you there.
Min Húc continued eating, Food tastes different when you work for it yourself. But before
he could finish his sentence, a commotion erupted from General’s side. Ah, Min Húc, I’m
hunting right now, I’ll talk to you later. Okay, happy hunting. Finishing his jelly,
Min Húc stood up. Alright, time to get going. He then headed straight for the market. The sounds
of bartering and trading filled the air. Goblin Toenails here, 2800 gold, thank you. A young woman
looked up when she heard someone call out, Hello. It was another customer approaching her stall.
Habitually wiping the sweat from her brow, she said, Yes, please come in.
Suddenly, her eyes landed on his face, and a mixture of surprise and a slight
flutter of excitement washed over her. Wow, so handsome. Min Húc approached and said, I’d
like to sell some items I’ve collected. The young woman composed herself, regaining her
professional demeanor. Please place the items you wish to sell on the scale. What are they.
Min Húc replied, Chicken Feathers and Thorns of the Hardened Chestnut Monster. Yes, please
place them here. The young woman thought, If it’s chicken feathers, it’ll probably
be around six. Looking again, she realized there were sixty. Panicked, she thought, Is the
scale broken. Seeing that Min Húc hadn’t stopped, she was astonished. Did he really kill that
many chickens. The chickens are so low-level; even if you hunt a lot, you
don’t gain much experience. The people behind them began to murmur. Hey,
look at that player, isn’t that him. You mean Ardo’s Chicken Hunter. The young woman looked
at Min Húc. *Ardo’s Chicken Hunter. The one who catches chickens and cooks them right there.
So cool.* Flustered, she said, Excuse me, please place the items on the scale again. Okay.
The scale displayed 582. Inwardly, the young woman screamed, How many chickens did he catch. Min
Húc muttered thoughtfully, I thought I ate around 700 chickens, but it turns out it was only 500.
Overhearing him, the young woman was stunned. Only 500. Min Húc called out, Ah, can I sell this too.
It was a Golden Chicken Beak, and also a Thorn from the Hardened Chestnut Goblin King. He looks
like a new player, what has he been doing all this time. The young woman calculated, If it’s 582
chicken feathers, that’s 60,300 gold, 45 chestnut monster thorns are 15,000 gold, the Golden Chicken
Beak is 500,000 gold, for a total of 675,300 gold. Min Húc was also a little surprised. Oh, not bad.
I’d like to sell them. Please wait a moment. As she pressed the confirm button,
a notification popped up: First successful transaction exceeding
600,000 gold. Received the title ‘Patient Salesman.’ Reputation +1. Min Húc asked, What’s
‘Patient Salesman’. The young woman exclaimed, Wow, you got a new title. That’s a first for our
shop. Min Húc asked, puzzled, Is it that amazing. The young woman replied, Of course it is.
It’s a personal title, only given to those who sell things they’ve hunted and gathered
themselves. Are you saving up for equipment. Min Húc accepted the money and replied, No, I’m
going to the Twilight Tomb. He thought to himself, Because there are pigs there, and you can make
so many delicious dishes with pork. I’ll buy ingredients with this money. Min Húc was lost in
his culinary fantasies. The young woman asked, What about travel expenses. Do you
want to find some party members. Min Húc looked confused. Teammates. What for. The
young woman explained, They’re people who go to the Twilight Tomb together in a group. Min Húc
asked, Can’t you go alone. She hesitated. Well, yes, but. is this your first time in a dungeon.
Yes, it is. The young woman’s eyes widened. If it’s your first time at the Twilight Tomb, you
can’t enter without a dungeon hunting party. Min Húc’s disappointment was evident. The young
woman quickly tried to reassure him. Don’t worry, you can find teammates at the central plaza.
But this only seemed to deepen his gloom. Do I have to form a team to play. Thank you.
The young woman offered some encouragement. Good luck. Don’t forget to join a party
before entering the Twilight Tomb. Goodbye. After Min Húc left, the young woman mused
to herself, Does he prefer playing alone. Reaching the central plaza, he was bombarded
with a cacophony of recruitment calls. Join the Double Lizard hunting party. Looking for a
group. Urgent. Looking for a girlfriend. I’m 13, they call me the Ace of baseball at
school. Delicious energy drinks for sale. Min Húc sat dejectedly on a bench. Is there
really someone else who wants that pig besides me. If so, I’ll have to share… and my
precious vegetables too. A single tear rolled down his cheek. He quickly pulled
himself together, glancing warily around. First, I need to store these in the warehouse. He
was stowing his vegetables when he heard someone call out, Twilight Tomb party. We’re about to head
over, just one spot left. Min Húc spun around. Oh. He hurried over to the person calling out. The
person turned, and Min Húc asked, Can I join your party. The immediate response was, What’s your
class. Min Húc scratched his head sheepishly. I don’t have one yet, but I’m level 10.
So, this is your first hunting mission, huh. Yes, Min Húc replied. The
person looked him up and down, noting his surprisingly high-quality equipment.
No problem. I’ve guided people through this quest a few times. Min Húc’s eyes lit up. Really.
The person affirmed, I’ll invite you to the party. I’ll guide you through the entire quest.
A party invitation popped up: Do you want to join the Twilight Tomb party. Min Húc selected, Okay.
The person led Min Húc over to where the other party members were waiting. You’ve joined the
party. This is one of our members. Hey, this is Min Húc. A blonde-haired individual introduced
himself. Hi, I’m Raku, a level 13 sorcerer. I’m Min Húc, currently classless, level 10. Min
Húc greeted them cheerfully. The others politely responded, Nice to meet you. A voice, presumably
Roy’s, called out, Let’s get organized and head out. Okay. Two other people joined the group.
The shorter of the two clapped Roy on the shoulder. Hey, he’s classless and pretty
low-level. Isn’t this a bit risky. Roy smiled reassuringly. I guide people through
the Twilight Tomb often. It’ll be fine. If anything goes wrong, I’ll take
responsibility. Don’t worry. Reassured, the other person replied, Alright then.
Let’s get going then. They cheered excitedly, To the Twilight Tomb. Roy instructed, Monsters
will appear a little further ahead. Follow me. A notification appeared: You have entered
the Twilight Tomb. Clear the dungeon to exit. Forced exit will result in a penalty.
Min Húc munched on a piece of bread as he walked. Raku, watching him eat with such relish,
suddenly craved castella. He realized Min Húc had already eaten what looked like ten pieces.
Is your fullness stat really that low. Raku asked. No, it’s just so delicious, I can’t
stop eating it. Raku stammered, Oh, uh, Castella really is good. It’s so
soft and fluffy. And don’t forget, castella is best enjoyed with milk.
Take a bite, then a sip of milk. Or, even better, dip the castella in the milk before eating it.
Slicing the castella makes the flavor even richer. After that, finish off the
remaining milk— so refreshing. Raku asked, Can I have a bite.
Min Húc bluntly replied, No. Roy, walking ahead, suddenly announced, Ah, there
they are. Raku’s face paled at the announcement. Roy pointed ahead. Those are
Mini Ants. Mini Ants can stretch their legs. They use this to lure people in.
They’re stronger than they look, so be careful. Min Húc was only thinking about one thing: If
we kill them all, there will be a pig. Raku, bewildered, asked, Pig. What do you mean.
Roy explained, I’ll go to the center and draw their attention. Raku, use your long-range
magic. Min Húc, assist only when absolutely necessary. Raku responded seriously, Right,
let’s do this. Roy advanced, slashing at a Mini Ant, while Raku attacked
it with fire. After the battle, everyone busied themselves collecting items,
while Min Húc simply stood by, eating his bread, generously giving Roy a thumbs-up
when an item dropped. You’re really good. It’s because it’s the end-game period.
Your equipment looks amazing. These are really rare for a newbie. Min Húc, your items look great
too. Min Húc started to say something, Me too, but trailed off, looking at the long spear on
Roy’s shoulder. I’ve seen that somewhere before. Roy chuckled. Let’s keep moving. Raku said grimly,
Try to stall for time. My cooldown is almost finished. Even after that huge explosion,
the ant is still alive. Ah, it noticed me. As the ant prepared to charge, Min
Húc drew his sword and rushed forward, slaying the ant with a single blow.
Raku, snapping out of his fear, said gratefully, Thanks. Roy, you said
you’d carry us, but the monsters keep attacking me. Roy immediately blamed
Min Húc’s chatter for distracting him, preventing him from concentrating.
Raku is focusing on his role, but I’m being disturbed by Min Húc’s constant
munching. I’ve been lenient with you, but it’s your first time in a dungeon and
you’re not even trying, just eating bread. That’s not how it works. Stop eating,
and help us attack, Min Húc. Seeing no response, he called out again, Min Húc.
Min Húc finally looked up. Huh. Did you say something. Roy, enraged, strode over
and knocked the bread from Min Húc’s hand. Min Húc, caught off guard, watched
his bread fly through the air and crumble on the ground. Roy continued his
tirade, You’re just focused on eating. You’re not listening to a word I say. He didn’t finish
his sentence, as a fist made intimate contact with his face. Raku, inwardly terrified,
thought, Just one punch, and his HP dropped that fast. Roy, sprawled on the ground,
clutched his face. What are you doing. How dare you hit me. Min Húc looked down at
him with a haughty and terrifying glare. Roy fell silent. Min Húc’s expression returned
to normal, though his brow remained furrowed. Don’t waste food. Roy, furious, scrambled to
his feet. I don’t want to go with this guy. Kick him out. From now on, let
this newbie fend for himself. He doesn’t even act like a newbie anyway. Just
worry about the front lines, Roy snapped. Min Húc, indifferent, continued eating.
Raku watched their exchange nervously. They pressed deeper into the dungeon.
Roy, still walking ahead, announced, Great Pythons will appear soon.
They’re much stronger than Mini Ants. I’ll take the lead and come back after
luring them out. Raku, picking up on the fragmented plan, felt a surge of anxiety.
Min Húc, unfazed, continued munching on his bread. Roy continued, Then you two follow behind
and attack it. We’ll see what happens after that. With that, he walked off,
leaving the two standing there. Raku turned to Min Húc, pleading, Can I have
a piece, please. Min Húc, his expression unchanged, didn’t even turn around. No.
Raku fidgeted nervously. This is scary. Why aren’t they back yet. Min Húc suggested,
Try the chat window. Raku opened the chat. Roy, are you coming back soon. I’m ready. A message
from Roy appeared: Found the snakes. Raku typed, Are you still there. From this message onward,
Roy remained silent. Suddenly, a yell echoed through the dungeon. Everyone. Raku, seeing who
it was, called out, Roy. Roy continued to yell, his voice laced with terror. We’re
dead. Great Pythons. They’re here. Raku panicked. Great Pythons. Roy continued,
I can’t handle them alone. I’m out of energy from their attacks. Raku whimpered, I can’t.
Roy, gasping for breath, pressed on. You two have to help me now. Raku glanced around. So, me and
Min Húc. One moment Min Húc was holding his bread, the next he had drawn his sword, blocking
Roy’s attack. Seeing his blow deflected, Roy glared at Min Húc with a venomous look.
Realizing he couldn’t win immediately, he stumbled back a few steps.
Min Húc stood protectively in front of Raku, both staring at Roy with serious expressions.
Roy spoke coldly, How did you figure it out. Raku was confused. What. Why did you suddenly
attack Min Húc. Min Húc replied, Because he’s a PKer. Roy asked a non-sequitur, Since when. Min
Húc pointed at the spear. Earlier, in the plaza, I overheard you bragging to your friend.
‘Hey, Lee Jin Tae, yesterday I got a special item, a unique spear.’
‘Pretty cool, huh.’ There’s only one of an item when it’s unique or purebred.
Chances are, he took it from someone. Min Húc asked indifferently, This party was all
about stealing equipment and killing players, wasn’t it. Roy sneered. It’s easy to
achieve my goal when you join the party. It doesn’t matter anyway, the rest are just
a slow sorcerer and a classless newbie. Roy suddenly lunged at Min Húc, thinking
arrogantly, With your level 10 skills, you definitely won’t be able to withstand this,
one hit will do it. To his surprise, Min Húc knocked him back with a single swing of his sword.
Roy was shocked. How did you dodge that. He gripped his spear tighter, enraged. Damn it.
Min Húc took a stance, raising his sword. Roy spat, Just a level 10. How annoying.
This time, Min Húc took the initiative, lunging forward. A flurry of blows followed.
He waited until Roy’s arms grew heavy, then seized the opportunity to strike him down.
Min Húc sheathed his sword. Raku rushed over, worried. Min Húc, are you alright.
Yes. Are you hurt, Raku. Good thing I was here. Raku asked dejectedly, What do we do now.
Min Húc replied casually, Let’s go. Raku was confused. Huh. Min Húc’s voice
lifted with excitement. Let’s go catch a pig. Raku was completely lost. As
they walked, they slashed at a few snakes. The sight of food invigorated Min
Húc. The snake has an apple, he said, An apple, an apple. Raku
quickly stopped him. Min Húc, that’s a venomous snake. Ignoring the warning,
Min Húc took the apple. A notification popped up: Venomous Snake Apple, Rank:
Rare, Restrictions: None, Skill: Decreases experience by 5% upon consumption.
Description: Much tastier than a regular apple. Raku sighed. You thought it was something good.
You can’t even sell it, and eating it reduces your experience. But Min Húc remained cheerful.
To Raku’s horror, he took a bite. Each bite produced a crisp sound, the
sweet juice filling his mouth with the freshness of ripe fruit. I’d love to make
jam out of this and eat it with bread. You have consumed a Venomous Snake Apple.
Experience decreased by 5%. Min Húc declared with satisfaction, Delicious, and no calories.
Raku was speechless. Is he really going to keep eating them. Is it because it’s his first
time. He’s already lost 5% experience. Min Húc continued to slay snakes and devour their
apples. Raku, stunned by his relentless eating, thought, I have to stop him. Min Húc. Why
do you keep eating them. That’s hard-earned experience you’re losing. Min Húc called out,
Raku, have you ever tried eating 5,000 cherry tomatoes in one day. Raku was bewildered. What
are you talking about. Min Húc smiled. If you keep eating like this, you’ll be just like me.
Raku was completely baffled by Min Húc’s words. Min Húc continued forward. It’s okay if you don’t
understand. Let’s hurry. We still have a pig to catch. Raku followed, intrigued. He really is a
strange one. They stopped before a large door. Anticipation filled Min Húc.
Pig, Just wait, I’m coming. A pig. A Golden Pig. Raku
tugged at Min Húc’s shirt, chattering excitedly. It’s a special boss that
only appears occasionally in the Twilight Tomb. Defeating it gives better rewards than
normal bosses. But that also means it’s much stronger. But Min Húc’s mind was
filled with thoughts of pork belly, shoulder, and loin. Seeing his lack
of attention, Raku asked anxiously, Min Húc, are you even listening to me. Min
Húc charged forward without hesitation. The Golden Pig also rushed towards them. Min
Húc easily dodged and attacked the Golden Pig. The Golden Pig was knocked down, but, unfazed,
it got back up and charged at Min Húc again. This time, it was met with a painful blow.
Raku called out worriedly, Min Húc, be careful. Min Húc started to thank him, but the Golden Pig
charged straight at him. Raku gasped in fear. Min Húc felt a sting of
pain, but quickly recovered. With renewed determination, he thrust
his sword through the Golden Pig’s head. The Golden Pig collapsed. Wiping his brow,
Min Húc said cheerfully, Wow, I thought it would be tough, but it wasn’t anything
special. Raku nearly cried, Min Húc, are you okay. Let me get you a potion. Ting.
First party hunting quest complete. Received 10,000 gold.
Received 5 bonus points. Twilight Tomb conquest quest complete.
Min Húc suddenly remembered, Oh, right, there was also a quest from the instructor.
Notification: You will become a God of Cookery. Experience required to level up has tripled.
God of Cookery skills created. Min Húc exclaimed in surprise, Whoa. God of Cookery.
These skills. do I have a class now. Let’s see. After reviewing the skills, Min Húc
cheered, Wow. startling Raku. Min Húc scrutinized the Ingredient Gathering skill. Butchering
chickens used to be such a chore; this skill is a godsend. And what’s this. True Value of
the God of Cookery, passive skill, master level. Minimum power: None, Effect: Unknown. Description:
Consuming a new dish will increase various stats. So, just by eating, I can increase all my stats.
Amazing. Raku called out, Min Húc, come look at these items. Take my hand to trade. I’ll give you
gold and some other things. They’re quite rare. Min Húc replied cheerfully, Raku, you use
them. I’m not a sorcerer. Raku demurred, But Min Húc, you’re the one who got them.
I feel bad. Then, remembering something, he asked, Oh, right, Min Húc, you like bread,
right. Min Húc’s eyes lit up. Is there bread. Raku quickly clarified, No, no, not exactly.
Have you heard of Sun Wheat. Min Húc shook his head; it was his first time hearing about it.
It’s a specialty of Isbin Village. Bread made from this wheat is far superior to regular
bread. Min Húc’s excitement was palpable. Really. Raku continued, But currently, the
only place where Sun Wheat can be grown is occupied by goblins, so it can’t be cultivated.
So, they’re looking for players to help form a team to conquer Isbin Village. The reward for
success is Sun Wheat. Just hearing this ignited a fire in Min Húc. Raku went on, The reward isn’t
enticing enough for most players, but I thought you, Min Húc, might be interested. Min Húc,
practically vibrating with excitement, replied, Yes. What a wonderful reward. Thank you, Raku.
Raku responded politely, No, thank you. You made things so much easier. I really enjoyed
being in a party with you, Min Húc. I have to log out now. Min Húc replied, No problem,
Raku. You’ve worked hard. Get some rest. You too, Raku replied. You too, echoed Min Húc.
System notification: Raku has logged out. The party has been disbanded. Min Húc turned to
the pig. Now then. As he touched the pig, a series of notifications popped up: Ham,
tenderloin, pork belly, shoulder, acquired. Min Húc was amazed. Whoa,
so that’s how it’s divided. Fantastic. This is the way it should
be. Min Húc accepted the bounty of meat, then set out his grill, fruit,
soup, and a pile of vegetables on the cooking surface. He added tongs.
Min Húc could hardly contain his excitement: Awesome, pork.
These ingredients seemed more than enough. Min Húc carefully placed each
slice of meat onto the hot grill, savoring the satisfying sizzle. Perfect, perfect.
He also grilled kimchi, mushrooms, and garlic as side dishes.
He cut the meat as it cooked to perfection. First, of course, he had to dip
it in sauce, to truly appreciate the flavor. He took a bite, chewing thoughtfully. Min Húc
sighed contentedly. He wrapped the meat in sesame leaves, adding a bit of rice, garlic, and kimchi.
So good. Min Húc devoured bite after bite, too delighted to speak. Ah,
how can it be this delicious. I was supposed to be doing other things,
but I ended up eating again. Suddenly, two ting sounds rang out.
The Soul of Eating has been activated. Plus 1 Energy, plus 1
Endurance. Min Húc was surprised: Huh. What. Did my stats really increase. The
Perfect Combination. Notification: Perfect Combination. The harmonious combination
of soybean paste stew and pork belly. Additional bonus stats received. Received 2 Strength points.
That’s right, the harmony between dishes is crucial. So this is what the question mark in the
True Value of the God of Cookery meant. It’s not just about eating delicious food to increase
stats. That question mark holds much more. If I eat dishes that don’t go well together,
will my stats decrease. Like fried chicken and. well, later. This will be interesting.
Those who have signed up for the conquest team, please step over here. The team leader asked: What
are everyone’s specialties. I’m very good with a bow. I know how to use a spear. How about you.
I’m very good at eating. The team leader paused for two seconds, scratching
his head with a pencil: Oh, that’s good. Then he seemed to process it: Huh.
You’re good at eating. Yes, I’m not a picky eater, and I can eat a lot. The team leader couldn’t help
but chuckle: Alright, you’re a hearty soldier. The team leader announced loudly: After this, all
volunteers, let’s have a meal before we depart. Min Húc asked: You’re giving us a meal.
That’s right, how can we fight on an empty stomach. Min Húc cheered, Wow.
In contrast, the others were murmuring: What’s this. We should be setting
off quickly. Oh, there’s food, let’s talk after we eat. Let’s see how good
the food is. Before going to get his food, Min Húc said: I’ll get a portion for the team
leader too. The team leader replied: Thank you. Standing in line, Min Húc looked ahead: What’s
on the menu. Seeing the menu, Min Húc exclaimed excitedly: Oh, it’s hamburgers. While the others
grumbled: I really don’t want to eat at the army mess hall. Min Húc cheerfully said: Two portions.
Thick patties with lettuce, and even kimchi. The team leader sat at a table and,
seeing Min Húc, waved him over: Over here. Min Húc approached and placed the tray
of food in front of the team leader: Here you go. Mmm, you eat too. You might be surprised. I’m
going to enjoy this. Min Húc took a bite of the hamburger. The soft bun combined with the
crisp lettuce, fresh tomato, and thick patty, its rich flavor mingling with the kimchi
and sauce. Taking advantage of the heat, he ate the golden-brown french fries, dipping
them in the rich ketchup. If he wanted something a bit smoother, a cup of cola would do the
trick. Min Húc sighed in satisfaction: Ah. So this is the true skill of an army chef. The
team leader, hearing this, was quite pleased: Everyone says army food is nothing special,
but I don’t think so. Of all the things I ate yesterday, nothing was better than what
Ran made. Min Húc asked curiously: Ran. The team leader replied: Our head chef.
Min Húc was surprised: Oh. True Value of the God of Cookery activated.
Received 1 Strength, 1 Endurance. Chef Skill activated. Received 1 Energy.
So enjoying a well-prepared meal can also increase my stats. Compared to the common dishes
found online, food made by a professional chef is truly significant. Cooking techniques all have
their secrets. It would be great if I could learn them. Min Húc spoke up again: Team leader. The
team leader, chewing his food, absently hummed in acknowledgement. Min Húc scratched his head:
Could I possibly ask to be a kitchen assistant. If I could learn, I could cook even better
dishes. So the team leader led Min Húc to the kitchen and called out: Hey, Brak,
let this guy be a kitchen assistant. Min Húc turned his head, looking around inside
the wagon: Wow, it’s really spacious inside this wagon. Is it magic. Brak gave him a cold glance
and refused: Hmph, we’ve already found someone. The team leader pleaded: Give me some face
and take him on. Maybe he can do some of the heavy lifting. Brak exclaimed: If Head Chef Ran
finds out… The team leader dashed away: Anyway, I’m counting on you. Just let Min Húc stay here.
Just then, a figure walked in. You want to be a kitchen assistant. It was Ran, Head Chef
Ran. Min Húc replied enthusiastically: Yes, I’d like to apply to be a kitchen assistant.
Ran, just as coldly as Brak, refused: We have enough people. You should look elsewhere.
Min Húc said resolutely: But I absolutely have to work here. Brak, standing behind
him, listened with trembling hands and feet. Ran sighed: But the Chef skill is
much less effective than regular skills, since you have to cook yourself. Usually, people
come here wanting to level up. You say you want to be a chef. Do you have some other expectation
for coming here. Min Húc spoke earnestly: No. I want to learn how to cook, and I’ll
also do the cleaning. I want to cook even more delicious food. Ran seriously
assessed him. Min Húc thought: Of course, I think you have superior skills in this kitchen.
Ran then assigned him a task: Then, within twenty minutes, go out back and peel all of this garlic.
If you can do it, I’ll take you on and teach you how to cook.
Min Húc picked up the sack and asked: Is this all of it. Ran crossed his arms and
replied: That’s right. Then, he turned and walked away: If you can’t do it, go back to catching
goblins or join the conquest team. For you, it… Min Húc paid no attention to these words,
continuing with his task. Gathering Ingredients. Ran froze,
not understanding what Min Húc was saying. Min Húc replied: I’ve finished peeling
them. Ran, in disbelief, rudely snatched the sack: What. Now you’re lying. With a whoosh, he opened
the sack and stared, dumbfounded. So much garlic, in such a short time… Ran asked, How did
you do that. Min Húc grinned and asked, What do I do next. Ran was speechless. This
guy… The system announced: You can learn cooking skills from Head Chef Ran. Received 4
reputation points. Cooking skill quest created. System Quest: Cooking Skill, Rank C, no
time limit, no penalty for failure. Reward: Acquire Cooking Skill. Description: The foundation
of cooking is knife skills. Complete 100% of the knife practice. Yes, normal people hold a knife
with their whole hand like this. Wait a minute, Ran demonstrated, you have to draw the
knife while cutting. Give me the knife. You have to draw and cut at the same time.
Ran instructed, One of the reasons for drawing the knife while cutting is to maintain the
freshness of the ingredients. Min Húc watched intently. Oh. Ran looked at Min Húc’s bright
eyes with satisfaction. He was like a student, full of enthusiasm for learning. It seemed
his words about wanting to learn weren’t lies. Ran left, saying, These are the basics. Remember
them well. Now I have to go prepare dinner. Min Húc replied, Yes, sir. Ran pointed, These are
the spoiled turnips. Brak won’t throw them away, he keeps them for practice. You can use
them to practice. You won’t be using your whole hand to cut anymore, will you.
Ran added, Oh, you can eat the leftover ingredients in the refrigerator. Min Húc
said excitedly, Thank you. Head Chef Ran, you’re the best. Ran observed Min Húc and
thought to himself, To cut all of that, it would take all day, with only a short
break. Normally, people give up halfway through. Someone saw him and called out, Oh, Ran.
The person asked, I heard you took on a newbie this time. Ran replied, Yes. The person asked,
How is he. Newbies usually don’t like this kind of work. Ran said, Well, I agreed. He
seems serious. The other person said, It’s good that he’s diligent. What’s on the menu
tonight. Ran replied curtly, Fried pork cutlets. The person said goodbye. Looking forward
to it. See you later. Ran replied, Alright. Ran stepped into the wagon.
Where is it. He’s probably only halfway through. But this swishing sound…
This isn’t Brak’s knife… Could it be his. Min Húc saw him enter. Oh, Head Chef Ran. Min Húc
reported, I’m almost finished with the turnips. System: Completed 100% of knife
practice. Received 10 dexterity points. Received God of Cookery’s Perfect effect.
Learned Highest Level Cooking Skill. Learned God of Cookery’s Cooking Skill. Learned
God of Cookery’s Ingredient Gathering Skill. Learned Ingredient Tracking Skill. Learned Focus
Skill. The system window displayed: Notification: You have mastered all cooking skills. He was
about to confirm when Ran suddenly asked, Have you been practicing knife skills this
whole time. Yes, sir. The Head Chef asked again, Aren’t your hands sore. Min Húc smiled and said,
It’s fine, it feels better and better. He then focused on continuing to cut the turnips. Ran
stood behind him, stunned. This young man not only had a good attitude towards practice, but his
skill improvement speed was astonishing. He smiled happily. This guy seemed to be no ordinary person.
After Min Húc finished cutting all the turnips, the Head Chef clapped his hands in praise.
Excellent. It seemed Ran had acknowledged Min Húc. Ran continued, Now, I’ll teach you
how to make fried pork cutlets. First, look at this piece of meat. You need to wipe off
the blood and season it with salt and pepper. If you add too much salt, the meat will
become tough and lose its natural sweetness. Proper seasoning is crucial. Min Húc
listened attentively to every word, observing Ran’s every move. Ran continued,
Coat the meat in flour, then egg, and finally breadcrumbs. Min Húc asked in surprise, What
did you just say. Ran replied, What’s wrong. I’ll show you first. If the breadcrumbs
float when you sprinkle them in, it means the temperature is right. He then demonstrated
for Min Húc. Ran’s fried cutlet was a tempting golden brown, looking perfectly crispy.
Min Húc exclaimed, Wow. Ran handed him a pair of chopsticks. Now it’s your turn.
Start by checking the oil temperature. Min Húc took the chopsticks and said, Yes,
sir. He began pouring oil into the pan, thinking determinedly, I have to make
this delicious. Suddenly, a notification sound rang out: Oil temperature 154 degrees.
Startled, he thought he’d misheard and turned to look at Ran. Ran barked, Focus. The notification
sounded again: Oil temperature 157 degrees. Min Húc wondered what this notification sound
was. The oil had reached the required temperature. Min Húc placed the meat into the hot oil. Ran
watched him intently as he stared at the pan, thinking to himself, *This lad is just like me.
Could he be sensing the temperature without a thermometer.* The moment arrived.
Min Húc focused all his attention. Now. He lifted the perfectly golden-brown cutlet,
identical to Ran’s. The fried cutlet was complete, the timing impeccable.
Min Húc’s system displayed: Fried Cutlet Complete. Min Húc chuckled
with delight. My timing was perfect. Another system notification appeared:
Please select between Ability Buff or Actual Value. So I can make food with buffs.
He turned to Ran and asked, Do all dishes have buffs. Ran replied, Not necessarily.
You need a certificate to add buffs to dishes. Min Húc told Ran about the skills
he had received. He was surprised to see that the freshly made cutlet was also an item.
He grinned at Ran. It’s already an item since I picked it up. Then he noticed the Buff Setting
skill. Aha. So I can use 100% of the skill for each cooking session. This means I can decide
to use a high buff ratio. He also saw the Focus and Ingredient Search skills, which helped
in finding cooking ingredients. But I can’t level up this skill yet. Seeing Min Húc lost
in thought, Ran asked, Did you receive some skills. Min Húc replied, It seems like there are
a lot of good things. Ran was surprised. A lot. Min Húc pouted in disappointment. But none of
them make the food taste better. Ran hesitated. Did you taste them. Min Húc turned around. Yes,
sir. Ran smiled encouragingly. Just think that thanks to those cooking skills, you fried that
cutlet perfectly. The taste will be excellent. Min Húc immediately brightened. Really.
Can I eat this. Of course. Then, Ran began slicing cabbage for a sauce, plating
and completing the dish for his eager student. Min Húc sat obediently at the
table, knife and fork in hand, his face full of anticipation, waiting to savor
the dish he had helped create. Thank you for the meal. The dish was beautifully presented,
with cabbage, corn, and rice, and the fried pork cutlet nestled in the center. Min
Húc cut into the cutlet with his knife, a satisfying crunch echoing in the small space.
The thick cutlet was still juicy and flavorful inside. He chuckled to himself, I can’t
believe I fried that. Min Húc took a bite. The initial sweetness of the sauce
deepened into a rich savoriness, its potency enhancing the crispy exterior.
The sauce softened the crunchy breading just enough, while the tender meat inside
remained succulent. Who came up with this perfect combination. he wondered. Fried pork
cutlet wouldn’t be complete without cabbage, its refreshing crispness a delightful contrast.
He scooped a spoonful of the sweet and savory corn into his mouth, his taste buds exploding with
happiness. A wave of pure contentment washed over him. Ran, watching from afar, couldn’t help but
smile. After you finish, help me prepare dinner. Late that night, Min Húc dozed off at a
table inside the army tent. Ran entered, carrying a glass of water. There’s a bit
of a problem. Min Húc startled awake. Oh, yes sir. You should eat something too.
Ran sat down. I’m fine. Min Húc persisted, But I don’t think I’ve ever seen you eat anything.
I take medicine instead of eating, he replied. Medicine.
Min Húc was surprised. I thought you were like me, someone who pursues delicious flavors. Ran set
down his glass. Delicious is delicious, but what I pursue is the flavor that others experience.
I’ve never tasted anything in my entire life. Min Húc asked, stunned, Is there
something wrong with your health. No, it’s not that, Ran said. Min Húc
exclaimed, Wait, you can’t taste anything. Then how do you cook. Dexterity stat.
I do it all based on the dexterity stat. When dexterity increases by one point, the flavor
increases by twenty. Under the influence of the dexterity stat, we can create delicious food.
How long must one practice to reach that level. Ran started to say something more, then stopped.
It’s nothing. I’ll be going now. You should rest. After Ran left, Min Húc remained troubled.
What does it feel like to have no sense of taste. he wondered. It’s probably like
chewing on rubber when you’re eating a sweet potato. Since the head chef taught
me how to cook, I want to help him too. Min Húc suddenly remembered the Ingredient Search
skill. He stood up and opened his control panel. Chinese cuisine selection confirmed,
setting buff effect. He commanded the system, Restore lost sense of taste.
The system responded: Understood. Searching for ingredients within a 1km radius. The search
will take three days. Concentrating connection with the player. Three days later, one morning,
Brak’s voice rang out as usual in the barracks: Focus. Right hand movements, faster. Min
Húc worried. It’s already the third day, and I still haven’t received any
notification. Maybe it can’t be helped. Suddenly, a loud explosion interrupted
his thoughts. What was that. There’s a strange noise outside.
It’s a fierce battle, Brak said. We need to feed the players. Focus.
Suddenly, a tremor like an earthquake shook the ground, startling everyone. A system
notification chimed: Ingredient search successful. The kitchen staff, buzzing with anxieties
about the approaching orc horde, fretted over the considerable distance between the mess
hall and the orcs’ usual territory. Meanwhile, Min Húc, poised for action, received another
system notification: Ingredient to restore lost sense of taste acquired: Marrow of the
Orc Chieftain. Recommended dish: Sweet and Sour Stir-fry. With a sudden flourish, Min Húc
summoned his sword and bolted outside, leaving the kitchen staff in stunned silence. Someone
yelled, Rookie, where do you think you’re going. Min Húc sprinted towards the
battle, his eyes immediately locking onto the roaring Orc Chieftain.
Panicked players cried out, Can we log out now. What’s happening in the beginner zone.
The Chieftain’s sharp gaze fixed on its prey, its massive greataxe swinging down with terrifying
force. Min Húc, oblivious to the chaos around him, focused solely on the Chieftain’s marrow.
Another orc, noticing Min Húc’s apparent inaction, charged with its axe raised, only to receive
a stinging backhand that sent it sprawling. Min Húc settled into a fighting stance,
the image of sweet and sour stir-fry fueling his charge towards the Chieftain, his eyes
gleaming with a fervor usually reserved for striking gold. A nearby man, witnessing Min Húc’s
reckless advance, shouted, Is that cook crazy. As Min Húc closed the distance,
the Chieftain brought its heavy greataxe down in a crushing blow, but Min Húc’s
agility allowed him to slip past the attack. Circling the orc, Min Húc
thought, Its swing radius is wide, a clear weakness in its attack
pattern. It leaves openings. With his sharp analytical skills,
he quickly grasped the limitations of the Chieftain’s massive weapon.
As the Chieftain raised its axe for another strike, Min Húc seized his chance,
lashing out with his sword across the orc’s waist. However, his blade failed to
even scratch the Chieftain’s thick hide. The attack was little more than a mosquito bite,
and the Chieftain, annoyed by the buzzing pest, roared and swung its greataxe again,
forcing Min Húc to retreat. Keeping his distance from the enraged, smoke-snorting orc,
he analyzed the situation. This is a typical brute force orc. It can’t win against speed and
technique. His superior analytical abilities quickly provided the answer. Min Húc, now
confident in his strategy, charged again. This time, he activated his Quick Attack skill,
unleashing a flurry of blindingly fast thrusts. The orc, overwhelmed by the speed and precision
of the assault, faltered, its movements slowed, its defenses riddled with holes. Min Húc’s
relentless strikes finally took their toll, the Chieftain vomiting blood before collapsing
in a heap. Cheers erupted from the onlookers. The kitchen boy took down the Chieftain. He
actually did it. Min Húc basked in the glow of his unexpected victory. Back at the barracks,
the discussion continued to swirl around the recent events. Seems those orcs were tracking
the goblins. That explains why the goblins retreated so quickly. If it wasn’t for that cook,
we would’ve been in serious trouble. From now on, the sunlight will be effective. It’ll be safe
to send the rookies back to the conquest team. Ran sat quietly on a bench outside, replaying Min
Húc’s words in his mind: Wear comfortable clothes, even if sitting hurts your butt, you must wait.
Then you will see a miracle. A small smile touched his lips as he thought, He told me to wait,
and have lunch together. He clenched his fists, resolving to give Min Húc something
in return. As Ran entered his tent, he found Min Húc already waiting
for him. Min Húc playfully held an imaginary microphone towards Ran. Can I
get a quick interview. How are you feeling. Ran replied, You tell me. Min Húc grinned. Wow,
I think you’re feeling pretty good. They both stepped inside, Min Húc gesturing
for Ran to sit at the table. Then, he presented a plate of sweet and sour meat. This
is sweet and sour pork made with the marrow of the Orc Chieftain. Ran asked, The Chieftain’s marrow.
From the previous conquest. Min Húc confirmed, Yes, it’s supposed to restore lost taste.
Ran’s eyes widened. So that’s why you suddenly jumped in and killed that orc.
Min Húc scratched his head sheepishly, thinking, Well, yes, for that, and for the sweet
and sour pork. Touched by Min Húc’s kindness, Ran watched as Min Húc picked up a bowl
of sauce. It’s nothing special, really, go ahead and eat. At this, Ran
suddenly exclaimed, Wait a minute, kid, what are you doing. Min Húc, slightly
embarrassed, replied, Pouring the sauce. Ran’s voice rose. If you’re going to pour sauce
on it, why fry it in the first place. Frying is for the crispiness. Min Húc countered, It’s not
sweet and sour pork without the sauce. The sauce softens the outside, and the combination with the
meat creates the perfect flavor. Ran argued back, No, if you want it soft, why bother frying it
at all. Min Húc retorted, You can’t even taste it. You’ve never tried it this way. The two, with
their differing culinary preferences, debated back and forth until, exhausted, they both sighed.
Suddenly, the absurdity of arguing over food struck them, and they both burst out laughing.
Min Húc suggested, Okay, how about we compromise. We’ll only pour the sauce on half.
Ran agreed. Fine, let’s eat. Following the principles of respecting his
elders, prioritizing the care of the sick and first-timers, Min Húc offered Ran the first bite,
suggesting he try the sauced portion first. Ran picked up a piece of the glistening, golden-brown
meat, it looked incredibly appetizing, and brought it to his lips. He savored the flavor
as it spread across his tongue, slowly awakening his dormant sense of taste. Ran ate in silence,
Min Húc watching him expectantly. Ran thought, There’s a… a tingling sensation. Slowly, the
sauce, a complex blend of ingredients, delivered a wave of sweetness. The crispy exterior, even
with the sauce, hadn’t lost its satisfying crunch. With each chew, the savory sweetness of the pork
intensified, the tender meat melding perfectly with the rich sauce. All these sensations, these
flavors, were exploding on Ran’s tongue. Having been completely unable to taste anything before,
Ran couldn’t help but exclaim, It’s… it’s delicious. Min Húc beamed with joy.
Ran, head bowed, repeated, It’s so good. Min Húc chuckled. Don’t get too emotional yet,
Chef. He then brought out two more dishes: black bean noodles and spicy seafood noodles,
adding, Noodles are best enjoyed with wooden chopsticks. With that, they
both picked up their chopsticks, and began to slurp their noodles contentedly.
Because Min Húc had told him it was the tastiest way to eat, Ran exclaimed, The stir-fried meat
and vegetables with the sweet sauce, combined with the noodles… it’s an incredible combination.
His mouth full of glistening black bean noodles, he added a piece of bright yellow pickled
radish, declaring, A perfect match. And if you try the rich broth first, your
mouth explodes with the flavors of the vegetables and seafood. The broth clings to the
noodles… it’s like they’re dancing in my mouth. Ran remarked, It’s spicy, but so refreshing.
Min Húc replied, That’s the magic of spicy noodles. Ran continued to express his amazement,
explaining that after so many years without taste, this was the first time he’d experienced
such delicious food. Understanding this, Min Húc encouraged him to eat more, the table
piled high with food. After devouring everything, Ran stepped out of the tent, telling Min Húc to
wait a moment. Min Húc thought to himself, If I get wheat as a reward now, what should I make.
The mere thought filled him with happiness. A short while later, Ran returned, holding
a red box, and asked, Will you accept this. Min Húc took the box, unsure of its contents.
Opening it, he found a gleaming, exquisitely crafted knife. Surprised, he asked, What is this.
Ran replied, It’s a gift for you. At that moment, a notification appeared: Hidden Quest
Complete: Reward – Elle’s Kitchen Knife. Min Húc was stunned, realizing
this had all been part of a quest. Ran smiled warmly and asked, So, are you
satisfied. Min Húc, overjoyed, replied, I love it. He stared at the reward notification, marveling at
its details. Dexterity increased by 4x. Duration: Infinite. He wondered, Does that
mean it refreshes daily. Then, he looked curiously at a Combine button,
unsure of its function. Ran suggested, Try holding the knife and your sword at
the same time. As Min Húc held both items, a new notification appeared: Combined with Elle’s
Kitchen Knife. He let out a whoop of delight. Ran explained, Elle’s Kitchen Knife
is a combinable item. Your sword has absorbed it. In this state, your sword
can transform into various kitchen tools, like a hammer, a fishing rod, and so on.
After hearing this, Min Húc thanked Ran, thinking, That’s so convenient. Then he heard
Ran ask, Min Húc, do you know who Elle is. Min Húc leaned in, ready to listen. Ran began his
story, Elle was the princess of a king who ruled a glorious empire. She was known as the Sword God, and the most revered ruler in history. Min
Húc immediately expressed his admiration, saying, Wow, Chef, you’re amazing. You
even received a gift from the Emperor. But Ran corrected him, Elle was my ex-lover.
Min Húc was utterly shocked. Ran continued, I was the head chef of the royal
palace. Elle loved the dishes I made. The Emperor was always ill, so Elle had a
difficult childhood. She said that after eating my food, she felt healthier and smiled more.
But in the end, a chef like me and Elle couldn’t be together. Her subordinates chased
me out of the palace. Before leaving, I tried to see her one last time. I could
see the makings of a great ruler in Elle. She wasn’t ashamed of me. She even encouraged
me to hone my swordsmanship. I promised her that when she surpassed the previous Emperor,
I would return and cook her the most delicious meal. Ran trailed off, lost in memory.
He recalled the scene of their parting. And just a few days ago, he’d heard that
Elle’s skills continued to improve day by day. Min Húc, delighted by the story,
asked excitedly, Wow, so are you going back to the palace now. Ran shook
his head. No, they won’t let me in. Min Húc’s face fell slightly. However, Ran quickly
continued, So, I have a favor to ask. Could you go see Elle for me. And cook her some delicious food.
At that moment, a new quest notification appeared. Min Húc felt a pang of understanding. He thought,
I understand the feeling of wanting to see someone but not being able to. Just like how much
Chef wants to see Elle. Min Húc remembered how he used to hide in his room, ashamed of
his increasingly chubby body. He would curl up under the covers, staring at his brightly lit
phone. Friends would text, asking why he wasn’t at school. Min Húc had even considered changing
his phone number, not wanting anyone to see him like that. He worried about what would happen
if someone hated him. In the game, however, Min Húc enthusiastically agreed to Ran’s request.
I understand. I’ll go see the Emperor and bring her your delicious food. Ran thanked him, and
the quest acceptance notification popped up. After finishing their meal, they both stood
up. Ran asked if Min Húc was heading back to the village now. Min Húc explained that
he planned to hunt since he could obtain wheat from the monsters nearby. Hearing
this, Ran cautioned him, Be careful out there on your own. Min Húc waved goodbye to
Ran, replying cheerfully, Don’t worry, Chef. Stepping outside, he ran into the Captain.
The Captain greeted him immediately. Oh, Min Húc. Are you leaving already.
Seeing the Captain still tidying up, Min Húc offered to help,
but he declined. No, it’s alright. I’m all done. He suddenly
turned back and handed Min Húc a heavy sack, saying, Here are some rewards for you. Min
Húc took the sack, surprised by its weight. So much. Wow, thank you. The Captain praised
him generously. Since you contributed so much, we’re giving you extra. He then handed
Min Húc a dungeon key. This is a special reward for the top contributor.
Min Húc asked, puzzled, Top contributor. The Captain explained, The soldiers’ morale has
greatly improved thanks to your cooking. This is in recognition of your hard work. He continued,
This golden key is for a hidden dungeon. Experience gained there is doubled, and if you
do well, your level will increase significantly. Min Húc realized it was thanks to the buff, which
had also increased his experience. The Captain expressed his confidence in Min Húc’s abilities,
then bent down to search for a map to give him. Min Húc interrupted, Hold on, I have something
to do first. The Captain, confused, asked, What is it. What else does a rookie like you have
to do besides leveling up. Min Húc explained, I was wondering how I could meet Elle. The Captain
was taken aback. Elle. You mean the Emperor of this empire. After receiving confirmation, the
Captain told him he would see her when he reached the castle. Min Húc corrected him, Not just see
her, but meet with her privately. Basically, a way to cook for her. The Captain sighed,
exasperated. What. Don’t even think about it. Elle isn’t just anyone. Min Húc realized
it wouldn’t be easy, but he was determined to do it. Back in his room in the real world,
Min Húc sat at his computer, typing Elle into the search bar. He found a wealth of information
about her. When he read that the Emperor would be searching for a successor in a tournament,
he gripped the phrase, murmuring, If victorious, the Empress will personally teach
her swordsmanship. Then he thought, if he were to speak directly to the Emperor about
Chef Ran, he’d clearly have to reach level 80. Returning to the game, Min Húc leisurely
hunted monsters while munching on bread. When one monster cried out, This human is
crazy. He just keeps eating and eating. Min Húc, feeling a surge of irritation, swung his
sword, slaying the monster and reaching level 55. Suddenly, glancing at the monster’s remains,
Min Húc noticed it had dropped a skill book. Not bad, he thought. He opened the book,
and a notification popped up: Class requirements not met. Unable to acquire skill. Min Húc felt
a surge of frustration. Come on. What’s wrong with the cooking class. Why can’t I learn this.
He thought, This is just my luck. No choice, I’ll have to sell it. He arrived
at the Stone Tower. Oh, this is the hidden dungeon that doubles experience.
What kind of dungeon is this. Min Húc inserted the key into the lock, and the scene
instantly transformed into a farm. An old farmer was leading a cow
along the edge of a field. Seeing Min Húc still standing there dumbfounded,
he guessed he was a newbie. He thought to himself, This guy probably
won’t last long before giving up. Meanwhile, Min Húc suddenly exclaimed, Is this for
real. I wasn’t expecting much from the dungeon, but this is exactly what I wanted.
Pumpkins, sweet potatoes, red beans… Thank you, Goddess Athens. The old farmer
stared at him, bewildered. At the same time, a game notification appeared: Hidden Dungeon:
You have entered the hidden dungeon, ‘Farmers’ Field.’ The old farmer cleared his
throat, startling Min Húc, who turned around. He asked, looking at him, You’re not from around
here, are you. Min Húc bowed in greeting. The old farmer introduced himself as Blaine, the guardian
of this area and Min Húc’s guide. Blaine then asked, Do you know what kind of dungeon this is.
Glancing at the vegetable garden beside them, Min Húc replied, Oh, a sweet potato
digging dungeon. Blaine posed the question, Indeed. Do you think you can accept this
challenge. Though it’s just a dungeon that requires you to dig up sweet potatoes.
Min Húc innocently replied, Yes, of course. Hearing this, Blaine explained the task to Min
Húc, This dungeon isn’t difficult. When you dig up sweet potatoes and pumpkins, you might see
a black light. Those are black sweet potatoes. They’re quite evil and suck the nutrients out
of the other sweet potatoes. Your task is to dig up 20 black sweet potatoes and bring them
to me. You have three days. Min Húc listened, stroking his chin in thought,
then raised his hand to ask, I have a question. Can I eat the sweet
potatoes I dig up. Blaine smiled and replied, Of course. Eat as many as you like.
As soon as he finished speaking, Min Húc excitedly grabbed a hoe and turned to
begin his task. Blaine thought, I wonder how long he can keep this up. The tools are over there.
Min Húc’s eyes lit up. Without turning around, he replied, Yes, I’ll do my best to dig. No
problem. At this moment, Elle’s Kitchen Knife, which he had received earlier, came into
play. It automatically transformed into a farming tool thanks to its special effect.
Min Húc squatted beside the sweet potato field, humming to himself, Just gotta dig up the sweet
potatoes and give them to him. Hehe. Now that I have sweet potatoes, what can I cook in this
weather. Min Húc started to use the tool to dig, but discovered he couldn’t.
A game notification popped up: Farming skill increased by 1%, reaching 100% will
unlock the Cultivation skill. As Min Húc continued digging, notifications of increasing skill
levels kept appearing, rising bit by bit. Because it was so slow, Min Húc grew a little
frustrated and muttered, You think I’m gonna give up on my sweet potatoes. He struggled
for a long time before finally unearthing one, then pulled it up to discover it
was a whole bunch of sweet potatoes. He jumped for joy. Min Húc quickly regained his
optimism: Alright. Just keep going like this. Elsewhere, the tournament was in full swing. The
place was packed with people coming and going, and reporters were conducting interviews.
One reporter thrust a microphone forward: This tournament seems to have a lot of
super rookies who haven’t participated before. Miss Lucia, what are your thoughts on
this tournament. Kain, ranked third in Athens, and his younger sister Lucia waved to the
reporters. Lucia, with an impassive expression, replied, It should be quite interesting.
Another reporter asked: Miss Lucia has achieved the legendary 30th rank nationwide and
received the title of Shadow Warrior. According to Athens’ official announcement, this is one of the
strongest titles at the legendary level. To reach this level, many people are curious about your
physique, abilities, and secret techniques. Please share a few words. Being surrounded like this made
Lucia uncomfortable: What’s with this situation. Since when were there more reporters than players.
The reporters kept pressing: Many are curious about your class privilege and how you
obtained it. Please say a few words about this. Lucia retorted, Strength comes to those
who speak less. However, noticing his sister was about to say something she might regret, Kain
quickly stepped forward and covered her mouth, interjecting, The world is vast, and there are
many strong individuals. No one can predict the future. The reporters quickly understood
the situation and helped smooth things over: These are humble words from Kain,
ranked third. What close siblings. Kain said this because he believed that
although no player could compare to Lucia, being too complacent wasn’t good. The world wasn’t
fair, as there were many ways to level up. Back in the farm dungeon, Blaine stretched: I didn’t
hear any notifications last night. Did I miss it. When he looked across, he was surprised
to see Min Húc curled up in a blanket, munching on a sweet potato while reading a
book. He even innocently boasted that he was eating a sweet potato, claiming this was the
best way to enjoy them. Then he announced he had finished digging up the black sweet potatoes.
Blaine turned around in astonishment to see the basket in the corner overflowing. He was amazed
that in just one day, this young man had put so much effort into harvesting. Seeing Min Húc
stroking the golden-brown skin of a sweet potato, Blaine curiously asked if he had roasted it.
Min Húc replied nonchalantly, No, I boiled it. Blaine then asked if he could try a piece. Min
Húc seemed reluctant. Mmm, since I harvested them from your field. but just one piece,
okay. He handed the sweet potato to Blaine. Then Blaine asked, You know, you’re the first
person to dig up this many sweet potatoes. Hearing this, Min Húc suddenly felt a pang of guilt
and clutched his blanket, trembling slightly. Blaine suddenly looked out at the field. Good
heavens, you ate them all. At this point, Min Húc also felt wronged and explained, You said
I could eat them. You didn’t even hesitate when you agreed. Blaine was truly stunned. Oh my, you
really ate them all. My farm. Min Húc scratched his head sheepishly. Do you want some more.
Blaine was speechless. No, I’m fine. But in the end, he still had to give Min Húc his
reward. You can choose between the Mahabah Couple’s Ring or the Low-Quality Seed.
Min Húc’s attention was drawn to the Mahabah Couple’s Ring first. He read the two
options presented: Choose between an item that increases your defense or a skill that can lure
enemies to attack. Wow, this is a great choice. Blaine also thought Min Húc should choose
the ring. Yes, you’ll choose this one, right. However, Min Húc asked about the seed, which
surprised Blaine a little. He asked, What will this seed grow into. Blaine explained in detail,
The fruit is much tastier than the usual kind, but it doesn’t have any special abilities or buffs.
After speaking, Blaine fell into thought. This is a test. This dungeon has existed for many
years; of course, people have come to complete the task. But when they receive the reward,
they usually only look at the attributes and naturally choose the better one. But this is the
Farmers’ Field dungeon. Even though no one cares about that seed, the real reward lies here.
At this moment, Min Húc made his choice. He excitedly said he wanted the
seed, I don’t need the ring. Blaine didn’t expect this choice. Kid,
are you serious. This is a good choice. Min Húc elaborated on his choice. No matter
how good the option is, can an item replace food. Of course, delicious fruit is the best.
Hearing this, Blaine was overjoyed, and his affinity with Min Húc increased. He grabbed
Min Húc’s shoulders and said, Are you curious what this seed will grow into. Notifications
of increased affinity continuously popped up. Min Húc and Blaine smiled at each other. Blaine
enthusiastically asked, Are you curious about what flowers it will bloom, what fruit it will bear,
and what it will taste like. Then Blaine excitedly hugged Min Húc. You will be a true farmer. I
saw it from the moment you took the harvesting seriously. Min Húc was a little embarrassed.
Just then, Blaine handed him the box containing the ring. Here, take this too. He said
in surprise, But I already chose the seed. Blaine said cheerfully, No, both are
yours. You are the true owner of the seed, and this ring is yours as well.
A game notification popped up: The Low-Quality Seed has been renamed to the Seed
of Effort and Care. Following this, a series of game notifications appeared: You have received
a hidden item. Min Húc held the item, still moved. Isn’t choosing the seed a matter of course.
System notification: Completed the quest to dig 20 black sweet potatoes; Completed the hidden quest
‘One Who Cherishes Small Things’; Received 1000 Farmer experience points; Doubled experience gain
rate for Beginner Farmer for one week; Leveled up to Beginner Farmer; Increased acquisition
rate for unique skills in the Farmers’ Dungeon. Min Húc was astonished. Wow, so many skills. I
feel so lucky to receive so many good things. Blaine confided, I’ve been waiting for someone
who cares about farming. Someone willing to put in the effort just for a low-quality seed.
You’re the first player to come here and truly enjoy farming. Min Húc, touched, called out,
Mr. Blaine, it’s because the sweet potatoes you grow and care for are so delicious.
Blaine smiled gently. Hearing you say that makes this old man very happy. You’re the only
one I can trust. Min Húc asked, puzzled, Huh. The old farmer assigned a quest. Lately,
some Sweet Potato Monsters have appeared in the dungeon, causing me quite a headache.
Could you catch those Sweet Potato Monsters. Min Húc was dubious. Sweet Potato Monsters.
Blaine explained, Sweet Potato Monsters are black sweet potatoes that steal nutrients from
other sweet potatoes and control their own bodies. Since you dug up all the black sweet
potatoes, they can emerge from the ground and attack you. These monsters are wreaking havoc
on the farm, but I think you can handle them. After Blaine finished speaking, a quest
notification popped up, asking whether to accept the quest. Min Húc hesitated.
So, I just need to kill sweet potatoes. Blaine continued, Oh, and if you defeat
the Sweet Potato Monsters, there’s a chance they’ll drop Golden Sweet Potatoes. Will you go.
Hearing this, Min Húc’s eyes lit up. He ran off, saying, I’ll go right away. I’ll be back soon.
A system notification appeared: Quest accepted. Blaine added, Go a little further, and you’ll
reach a large field. The Sweet Potato Warriors will come out after you defeat the Sweet Potato
Monsters. Min Húc shouted back to the old farmer, Thank you. The place where the black
sweet potatoes lived, the place they had previously occupied, was a sunny spot.
The ferocious Sweet Potatoes were emerging from the ground. They thought it was just
a normal day where they could do as they pleased. But as soon as they poked their heads
out of the ground, they saw a foot stomp down beside one of the black sweet potatoes.
Min Húc tilted his head, a dangerous smile spreading across his face, an aura
of menace radiating from him. So, you’re the Sweet Potato Monsters. Seeing
him, they froze, trembling in fear. Min Húc drew his sword and suddenly struck
down one of the Sweet Potatoes, still smiling. Destroying the farm is not allowed. After
defeating the first Sweet Potato Monster, he said, One down. The Sweet Potato Monsters behind him,
witnessing this scene, all trembled with fear. Min Húc suddenly turned and looked back, sneering
at the demoralized Sweet Potato Monsters. That Sweet Potato Monster knew that today was its
last day, bidding farewell to this world. A few minutes later, the Sweet Potato
Monsters were all lying scattered on the ground. A system notification appeared:
Completed the quest to eliminate 10 Sweet Potato Monsters. Another notification appeared
beside it: +1 Willpower. Min Húc wondered, Oh, what can I do with this. He narcissistically
thought, I’ll have a strong will to eat and drink. A roar interrupted his thoughts. Looking to his
left, a giant sweet potato holding a rather large spear, its muscles bulging as it lifted itself up.
Min Húc wondered if it was a Golden Sweet Potato. Ah, no, that’s a Sweet Potato Warrior. Looking at
the ferocious face of the Sweet Potato Warrior, Min Húc remained confident. I just need to
catch this monster to get a Golden Sweet Potato. He began to imagine, If I get a Golden Sweet
Potato, how should I eat it. Make a pizza with sun wheat. Or candied sweet potatoes.
Or just eat it plain. I really want to eat a Golden Sweet Potato right now.
Suddenly looking at the sweet potato, he swallowed, licking his lips and
saying, You look so delicious. The Sweet Potato Warrior, hearing this, froze.
He raised his sword and stepped forward. The Golden Sweet Potato is mine. Min Húc swung his
sword, slashing the Sweet Potato Warrior twice. After the sweet potato fell,
he stepped forward and said, I wonder what a Golden Sweet Potato
tastes like. The Sweet Potato Warrior, frightened, started to run away from Min Húc.
He yelled, Hey. Where do you think you’re going. Chasing after it, he shouted, Hand over the Golden
Sweet Potato. The sweet potato glanced back, reaching down to grab another sweet potato
from the ground and eat it to regain health. Min Húc thought in surprise, It recovers
health by eating sweet potatoes. He declared, If that’s the case, then I’ll finish you
off before you can recover. In a flash, the Sweet Potato Warrior, caught off guard, was
sliced in half. A system notification appeared: Sweet Potato Warrior defeated. You have received
a Golden Sweet Potato. Min Húc turned back to look at the sweet potato lying there, swallowing hard.
The cross-section truly was a Golden Sweet Potato. He wondered, I wonder if the Golden Sweet Potato
is delicious. He snapped out of his thoughts, telling himself, Wait a minute, Min Húc,
even though it looks like a sweet potato, if I eat a monster. Suddenly he remembered, But
I already ate that pig. Just go with the flow. Now on the cutting board were small pieces
of Golden Sweet Potato that Min Húc had already cut. He sang as he chopped, Sweet
potato, sweet potato, Golden Sweet Potato. He picked up the pan and said, I want to steam
the potatoes, but this pan doesn’t have a lid. He pondered how to handle the Golden Sweet Potato.
Ah, let’s make that dish. Min Húc started a fire to cook. Alright, now I just need to
wait for it to cook. Half an hour later, the dish was beautifully presented in the pot,
half candied sweet potatoes and half roasted sweet potatoes. Min Húc smacked his lips. It looks so
good. He picked up a sweet potato. Ouch, it’s hot. Breaking a piece off, the golden color
revealed itself from beneath the dark outer skin. Min Húc squinted at the golden
glow. So bright. He took a bite and said, I must savor this. He exclaimed,
It’s hot, but it tastes amazing. The natural sweetness was completely different
from the sweetness of sugar and chocolate, melting in his mouth. It was hard to believe
this was the taste of a vegetable. As he ate, he kept thinking about the golden color of
the sweet potato. Even though it was hot, he couldn’t stop eating. He picked up a bowl of
kimchi stew, still thinking about the taste of the sweet potato. The sweetness lingered in his
throat. Taking a sip of the cold kimchi stew, the flavors blended together, a refreshing
sensation spreading throughout his body, an unparalleled feeling of comfort.
Min Húc continued, using a bamboo skewer to pick up pieces of candied sweet
potato. Because the pieces were too big, he had cut them into smaller pieces to fry.
He took a bite. The sweetness of the sugar and the sweet potato combined, creating a crispy,
cool sensation in his mouth. Just a moment ago, Min Húc had been skeptical about whether this was
truly a Golden Sweet Potato, but after tasting it, he declared with certainty, It really is
a Golden Sweet Potato. His hand continued to grab more sweet potato. While he was
enjoying his meal, the system chimed again. A notification about the True Value of the God
of Cookery appeared: You can absorb the Sweet Potato Warrior’s skill. Do you wish to accept.
At this point, he was bewildered. Absorb a skill. He hesitated for a moment. Ting. A
sound rang out, signifying the absorption was accepted and the conversion successful.
The skill Boundless Appetite was created. A few more tings followed. The skill was
formed. The God of Cookery’s True Love of Food skill was formed, creating a new quest. The
final ting displayed a long table explaining the effects of the Boundless Appetite skill.
Min Húc was astonished. What. I really received these skills. How is that possible.
The skill book couldn’t be used just a moment ago. He suddenly understood. Ah, it’s because my
level wasn’t high enough to use the skill book. Min Húc realized, So, I received the
skill by eating. By absorbing the skill the monster possessed. If that’s the case,
could I absorb a fire dragon or a meteor. Then. At this moment, he seemed to
think of something very important, but the result was only, I wonder what dragon
meat tastes like. Having completed the quest, Min Húc ran back to the old farmer, calling
out, Blaine. As soon as the old man saw him, he asked, Oh, you’ve finished the quest. Min Húc
replied, Of course. I’ve taken care of everything. Hearing this, Blaine praised him, Well done.
You must have leveled up quite a bit. Follow me, I’ll teach you how to cultivate and care
for seeds. Min Húc’s eyes lit up. Whoa, can we plant them now. Blaine replied, Of course.
Min Húc suddenly noticed a strange door, thinking to himself, Was there a door here before.
The old man opened the door and called to him, Come in quickly. This time we’ll plant potatoes.
When he saw Blaine’s garden with his own eyes, his eyes shone even brighter. Back in the real
world, two weeks later. Seeing Min Húc exhausted, Professor Chin Hoan asked, Min Húc, do you want to
rest for a bit. Min Húc happily expressed himself through body language, saying, No need, Professor.
I’ve harvested so many potatoes now. I’m tired, but it’s okay. The professor asked with a
curious smile, Athens is interesting, isn’t it. Min Húc replied enthusiastically, Yes, it’s
amazing. I can eat everything I want. Professor Chin Hoan said, That’s good, but don’t overdo
it. Min Húc replied with a naive smile, Yes, Professor. When the professor said, Let’s go,
Min Húc was stunned for a moment before replying, Yes. It turned out that today was the day to
measure the effectiveness of the Athens treatment. Min Húc turned to ask Oh Chang Uk, Where’s
my dad. Oh Chang Uk replied that he couldn’t come today due to an urgent matter. Hearing
this, Min Húc sank into negative thoughts. Everyone seemed tired. His father too.
If all this effort yielded no results, how disappointed would everyone be in him.
Min Húc stepped onto the scale, closing his eyes tightly, afraid to look at his weight. A few gasps
from the people around him made him curiously ask, Can I open my eyes now. Oh Chang Uk said, Alright.
Min Húc nervously opened his eyes and saw the number 172.2. Confused, he asked, What was it
before. Oh Chang Uk said excitedly, 173.2 kg. Hearing this, Min Húc blurted out, I lost a
kilogram. Everyone present simultaneously clapped and congratulated him. Congratulations,
Min Húc. Min Húc, congratulations. We knew you could do it. The encouraging words
of acknowledgment brought tears to his eyes. He remembered lying in the hospital
bed, thinking he was about to die, that there was no hope left, that he would die
without being able to eat the foods he loved. Min Húc knelt down, looking at himself, tears
streaming down his face, unable to believe he had done it, and then burst into sobs.
Seeing this, Oh Chang Uk panicked: Hey, hey, why are you crying. You’re making me worried.
Don’t cry anymore, I’ll buy you candy in Athens. Hearing this, Min Húc immediately stopped crying,
wiping his nose. Oh Chang Uk looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze: This
kid. Min Húc said cheerfully, Do you know about strawberry milk candy.
Oh Chang Uk sighed: Haiz, the mere mention of candy and he stops crying. Min Húc
laughed: Hehe, I have to smile on a happy day. Min Húc reminisced about his slim figure
from the past. When will I be able to return to how I was before. If I could be like that again.
His train of thought was interrupted. Oh Chang Uk asked, You said you were going to the hidden
dungeon today, right. Min Húc replied, Yes, it’s done now. I’ve dug everything that needed
digging. My dexterity stat also increased. Today, I can also harvest the seeds I planted.
Oh Chang Uk asked, Is that so. So, what’s your dexterity stat now. Min Húc said calmly,
Probably 298. Oh Chang Uk was astonished: What. The dexterity stat of an intermediate guide and a
senior mechanic is only around four hundred. Min Húc asked back, Really. Maybe it’s because
the increase rate was multiplied by eight. Oh Chang Uk was speechless: Even if it’s
multiplied by eight, it can’t increase that much. He suddenly understood, smiling and saying to
Min Húc, I think I understand now. Min Húc: Huh. Oh Chang Uk continued, I heard there are many
ways to increase dexterity. One is to continuously perform actions related to dexterity, and the
stat will increase rapidly. There’s another way, which is enthusiasm. If you keep working
without rest, your dexterity will also increase. Min Húc was bewildered: Is that so. So,
everything has its own rules. Inwardly, Oh Chang Uk praised Min Húc, thinking, This kid,
whatever he does, he sees results. I think he’ll do anything related to food and drink.
He put his arm around Min Húc and said, As expected of my talented younger brother. Min
Húc asked, What’s wrong with you. I’m getting goosebumps. In the world of Athens, at this
moment, there was also someone astonished by what Min Húc had accomplished, and that was Blaine.
I can’t believe it. A carefully nurtured seed could develop to this extent. Of course, the
fruit depends on the player’s effort and care. But this growth rate, these fruits shimmering with
gold. This is truly the proof of a real treasure. He continued to exclaim, Even I have never
grown such golden fruit. Perhaps this is more than just a delicious fruit. At that
moment, Min Húc ran over and said, Hello. Blaine replied, You’re here. You said you were
leaving today, right. Min Húc responded, Yes, I came to harvest the fruit from the seed you
gave me. Min Húc said with an excited expression, What kind of fruit is it. I’m
really looking forward to it. Blaine said mysteriously, Come and see. Min Húc
obediently followed. Blaine thought to himself, I’ve found the right person. It
turns out he likes farming this much. Behind him was a face thinking only of food
and delicious flavors. Delicious, it must be delicious, so delicious, absolutely delicious.
Blaine pointed to a golden fruit on the tree and said, This is the plant you grew. Min Húc was
surprised: Whoa, it actually bore seven fruits. He continued, Just reach out your hand
and say ‘harvest’. Min Húc reached out his hand and began to pick. Each golden
fruit was plucked. The first one, beneath its golden skin, revealed the refreshing
green of a watermelon. Min Húc cheered with delight: Is it a watermelon. He looked
at the system notification. Even tastier than a regular watermelon. Regular
watermelons are already delicious. He could only think about eating the watermelon.
Blaine said: Check its abilities. Min Húc, lost in his thoughts, didn’t react, prompting Blaine
to raise his voice: Quickly, check its abilities. Min Húc startled, hugged the watermelon
and stammered: Abilities. Oh, right. It increases dexterity and intelligence too.
Blaine was speechless, unsure what to say. At that moment, a strawberry larger than
Min Húc’s face appeared before him. His eyes widened in astonishment: Whoa. Min Húc gulped,
thinking to himself: I want to eat it right now. His actions startled Blaine, who looked at
him like he was a hippopotamus. While happily munching on the strawberry, he suddenly thought of
dishes made with strawberries. Strawberry juice, strawberry sandwiches would be delicious
too. Looking at the strawberry in his hand, already half-eaten, he said
regretfully: I’m such an idiot. He suddenly came to his senses: It’s okay,
Min Húc, I still have the watermelon. Quickly accept the reward. He continued cheerfully: Let’s
harvest the next fruit. Blaine sighed, leaning on his hand and chuckling: This kid
doesn’t care about stats at all. The system suddenly notified Min Húc: Your level
is not high enough to unlock. He said regretfully: Ah, I can’t see the remaining fruits.
One fruit unlocks every 10 levels. So I have to reach level 120 to unlock them all.
Blaine advised: It’s best to store them in the inventory and open them when you reach
the corresponding level. He continued: You’ve worked hard during this time. Now you’ll
take a carriage to the Emperor’s Palace, right. Min Húc, hugging the golden fruit, replied: Yes,
thank you for everything. I hope to see you again. Blaine replied: Alright, I believe
you’ll become an excellent farmer. Min Húc suddenly remembered: Oh, right,
I left some potatoes here. Blaine smiled: Are you apologizing for the sweet potato incident.
He replied: Yes. This answer made Blaine laugh heartily and say: Thank you anyway.
Back in the small farmhouse, Blaine shakily picked up the potato, realizing
Min Húc had only left one. He yelled: What do you mean by leaving only one potato.
Looking at the words written on the cardboard box: Potato Rest Stop, Super Delicious, Blaine
could only shake his head. This kid. This time, a guy even more formidable than
a wild boar came to the farm. The coachman turned to Min Húc and said:
Young man, look. Didn’t you say you were going to the Emperor’s Palace. Hearing this, he
was startled: Huh. The coachman reminded him: We’re almost there. Check your
belongings and prepare to get off. Min Húc sat up and looked outside. This was
indeed the Emperor’s Palace. Min Húc looked at the scenery with astonishment,
his eyes scanning around: Wow, it really is the Emperor’s Palace. It’s so vast.
Where do I go to participate in the qualifiers. He noticed a flyer posted on a nearby bulletin board.
It contained information about the qualifiers. Oh, there are so many participants. They’re
forming a long line to register. He blew on his cup a few times. Foo, foo, foo, to
cool it down. After blowing, he took a sip. After tasting it, he exclaimed with satisfaction,
Ah. This is the latte made from the leftover sweet potato. It’s really delicious. Hee hee, I have to
savor every sip, he chuckled, gazing at his latte. Those behind him couldn’t help but gulp. Oh my, it
smells so good. Someone further back, intrigued by the aroma, lifted their head. What is that smell.
Min Húc continued to relish the delicious latte, savoring the subtle sweetness of the sweet potato.
The warm milk makes it so smooth, he thought. The moment it touched his lips, he felt the velvety
froth. Next, the sweetness spread throughout his mouth. Then, a warm sensation flowed down
his throat, becoming thrice as soothing. He laughed cheerfully, continuing to enjoy
his latte. Haha, so good. He drank slowly, but it didn’t cool down. The person behind
him remarked to their friend in astonishment, Look at that guy. I think he’s already
had 20 cups, and he’s still drinking. The competition staff called out,
Next contestant, please. Hearing this, Min Húc froze, surprised that his turn had come
so quickly. Min Húc looked at his latte longingly, almost tearing up at the thought of leaving
it behind. He wanted to drink more. He thought the wait in line would be much longer.
Seeing his hesitation, the staff member asked, Are you giving up. Min Húc quickly replied,
Oh, no. I’m coming, I’m coming. The staff member began to explain the competition. The
preliminary round has a total of three stages. You need to clear them within 30 minutes.
The first stage is simple. You just need to hunt an Arcus monster of level 80. It’s
a bit challenging, but if you observe the timing carefully, you should be able to make
it. Min Húc stepped forward, surprised. Oh, oh. Just then, his stomach rumbled.
He clutched his belly. I’m so hungry. Min Húc gripped his sword hilt. Let’s
finish this quickly. He charged towards the monster with his sword. With a single
swing, he effortlessly defeated the Arcus. The staff member’s eyes widened in
astonishment. What. The Arcus was defeated in one hit. The system announcement rang
out: You have cleared the first stage. The staff member immediately introduced the second
stage. Let me introduce the second stage. The location for the second stage is the forest.
You must find the clue in the forest and escape. But Min Húc, instead of listening to the
staff member, looked at the forest ahead with surprise. Oh, oh, oh. He thought to himself,
There are so many edible herbs in this forest. He took out his shovel and sat down. I have to
dig them all up. The staff member, puzzled by his actions, uttered, Huh. He stared at Min Húc
in disbelief. What. How did he know the key to exiting the forest was buried under these plants.
Min Húc spotted something strange on a leaf. He looked at it curiously. This looks strange.
He reached out to get a closer look. The staff member was surprised he found it so
quickly. It doesn’t look like anything edible; a normal person would definitely ignore it. Who
is this person. As Min Húc touched it, the clear notification sounded: You have cleared the second
stage. He looked bewildered. How did I clear it. What did I do. The staff member, observing him,
guessed, Does he also have a searching skill. Such a contestant is truly unpredictable.
The staff member leaned down and said to Min Húc, Let me introduce the third stage. Min
Húc pleaded, Just let me dig up one more of these. The staff member said, The time limit for clearing
the stages is 30 minutes. But Min Húc, undeterred, continued digging. I’ll be done right away.
Twenty minutes later, the staff member explained the third stage to Min Húc. The third stage
is to run from the entrance to the opposite exit and survive. It’s best not to hunt the
mischievous monkeys grinning in the trees, the staff member warned. They’re level
90. He pictured Min Húc being pelted with bananas and smugly pulled down his cap.
Usually, players hit by a banana are immediately immobilized. He’s been lucky so far, but this
stage will be difficult. A monkey threw a banana towards Min Húc. But he caught it easily.
He even bragged to the staff member, oblivious to the man’s shock. See. The monkeys are
giving me presents. The staff member thought, No, that’s not a present, it’s an attack, but
didn’t say anything. The system displayed the banana’s information: Monkey Banana.
Item Grade: E. Common Level. Restrictions: None. Effect: Poisonous if eaten. Staple
food of monkeys. Also used as a weapon. Ignoring the Poisonous if eaten warning,
Min Húc peeled the banana, preparing to eat it. These monkeys are so kind. The staff
member, seeing him about to eat the banana, chuckled inwardly. Good. If he eats that
banana… Min Húc happily ate the banana. Thank you. I’ll enjoy this very much. Delicious.
The system announced: Gluttony skill activated. You are not poisoned. Both the monkey and
the staff member stared at him, wide-eyed. The staff member thought, Just who is this guy.
Min Húc continued to eat the banana cheerfully, even fearlessly asking the monkey for more. Thank
you so much. It’s delicious. Can I have some more. Hearing this, the monkey became even
angrier. It threw a barrage of bananas at him. But he still reached out and caught
all the bananas thrown his way. He smiled brightly. Thank you. Yes, just like that.
Unable to bear the sight any longer, the staff member reminded him, You have to get
out now. Time is almost up. Min Húc hugged the pile of bananas, which had formed a small
mountain, with a regretful expression. Oh, is that so. I wanted to eat more.
Oh well. While he was distracted, the monkey tried to throw another banana to
attack him. This time, he’s definitely done for. it thought. But before the monkey could throw
the banana, Min Húc stopped it with one hand. Min Húc sat down and patted the monkey’s
head. Little fella, giving me a farewell gift, are you. Thank you, I’ll enjoy it very
much. You’re all so kind. Min Húc looked at them with a happy expression.
Seeing his smile, the monkeys’ hearts beat faster. Shyly, one offered him a whole
bunch of bananas. Seeing the entire bunch, Min Húc was surprised and couldn’t believe
it. Ah. You’re giving me this much. I’m so embarrassed. Min Húc happily accepted
the bananas. The staff member was speechless and didn’t want to watch anymore. Hey, if a
monkey gives you a whole bunch of bananas, it’s a very meaningful gesture, you know.
Min Húc looked at him, confused. Meaningful. The staff member explained the meaning of the
gesture. I’ll tell you tonight. Hearing this, Min Húc was stunned. What. Elsewhere, a voice echoed
through a crystal ball. Just who is this newcomer. The person beside him sighed in response.
Didn’t you say you wanted to keep an eye on the new players. He seems quite strong,
doesn’t he. The other person replied, He’s considered strong. But I absolutely don’t want
him in the Knights Order. The speaker was Radem, a member of the Phoenix Knights Order. The
person beside him replied, I understand. Radem sighed, assessing Min Húc. He looks like
he eats like a Phoenix. The person beside him shared the same thought. I think so too. He
continued, 29 minutes and 57 seconds. That’s an impressive record. And that includes the time
he spent digging up herbs and eating bananas. If you only count the time he spent clearing the
stages… The other person voiced his thoughts. This is just my personal opinion, but he seems even
stronger than Lucia. At the tournament grounds, a girl riding a dragon soared through the
air. Greetings, everyone, she announced. I’m your host for today’s competition. This
tournament is being held on Cork Island. A new battle format has replaced
the previous one-on-one style. Over 200 players have advanced past
the preliminaries. In this competition, the last player remaining after all others have
been eliminated is the winner. The time limit is 12 hours. If no clear winner emerges, scores
will be tallied to determine the victor. Let’s see what happens as the players who’ve cleared
the preliminaries enter the waiting room. The waiting room is a safe zone, so there’s
no need to worry. Inside the waiting room, as Lucia entered, she overheard a
group of people mentioning her name. Is Lucia really that strong. She’s definitely
going to win, right. One of them scoffed, Win. She’s only famous because of her
brother. She doesn’t have any real skill. This gave her pause. These individuals
belonged to the Bakallo Association, an organization formed by active-duty
military officers. Even at lower ranks, they were considered the elite of the elite.
They’re spreading rumors that I only joined to gain fame. How ridiculous. Skill should speak for
itself. Believing in rankings over ability is just empty talk. With a sigh, she dismissed them.
Suddenly, the waiting room door swung open, accompanied by a voice: Whew, almost late.
I’m not late, am I. Seeing the person enter, she thought, Another one with no sense of time.
But she was surprised to see Min Húc calmly eating a banana amidst the crowd. All eyes were
on him. Noticing Lucia staring, Min Húc startled, approached her nervously, and offered,
Um, would you like a banana. Taken aback, Lucia asked, Huh. Me. Min Húc replied, Well, you
were staring, so I thought you might be hungry. Lucia couldn’t help but laugh. Confused, Min
Húc asked, Why are you laughing. Realizing her lapse in decorum, Lucia quickly apologized.
You don’t seem nervous in this atmosphere. Why should I be. I suppose you’re right. Lucia
offered Min Húc a bottle of water. Here, she said, Eating so much fruit will make you
thirsty. Min Húc, surprised, asked, For me. After Lucia confirmed, he quickly accepted
the water, thanking her. You’re so kind. It’s nothing. Suddenly, he reached towards a control
panel with a smile. Time to make some good food. A watermelon appeared in Min Húc’s hand,
surprising Lucia. What…what is that. A watermelon. I can see it’s a watermelon.
Min Húc grinned. Watermelon and sparkling water make a watermelon cocktail. Lucia
was surprised he’d make such a thing here. He explained that his storage in Athens
kept the fruit cool and fresh. He scooped out the watermelon, added fruit jelly,
rich milk, and soda. The watermelon cocktail was complete. Lucia was impressed.
Min Húc turned to her. Would you like some. Oh, never mind, Min Húc said, noticing her hesitation.
He grinned. More for me then. He savored the cool sweetness of the watermelon, the soda adding
a delightful fizz. The sweetness of the fruit cocktail blended perfectly, capturing the essence
of watermelon without even having to bite into it. It was a watermelon cocktail paradise.
Min Húc ate with gusto. Watching him, Lucia couldn’t help but smile.
He seemed so genuinely innocent. How long did it take you to get here. she asked.
Min Húc, mid-bite, replied, Twenty-nine minutes and fifty-seven seconds, I think. Almost didn’t
make it. Noticing her continued gaze, he offered, You keep staring. Want a bite.
Lucia’s face brightened. Okay, just one. She wondered why he didn’t
seem the least bit nervous or worried. Min Húc smiled. Because you gave me your soda.
Lucia realized, Oh, so that’s why you’re sharing. Suddenly, a man walked over and kicked
the watermelon Min Húc was about to share, sending it tumbling to the floor, now inedible.
The man sneered. Whoops, my bad. You guys alright. Lucia jumped to her feet, furious. What do you
think you’re doing. He responded mockingly, I said I was sorry. No need to get your
feathers ruffled. You two were being awfully loud with your eating and drinking.
Thought you were getting a bit carried away. Lucia seethed. The tournament was about to
begin, and these people were acting like this. Min Húc, equally displeased, spoke coldly,
Hey, you flies. Clean this mess up and get lost. The man’s sneer deepened. Who are you to tell us
what to do, you freak. Min Húc started to rise, but Lucia, worried, stepped in front
of him. Don’t. I’ll handle this. This was exactly what they wanted. Calm down,
she told Min Húc. And be careful of the Bakallo Association from now on. After cautioning
Min Húc, she turned back to the group, her expression serious. Let’s settle this.
The waiting room fell silent, the atmosphere thick with tension. Lucia’s voice
was cold and sharp. Fine. Let’s go. The system, having monitored the entire incident,
updated the spectators in the stands. As the tournament’s start time approached, Lucia and
the Bakallo group left the waiting room together. In the stands, the news spread like wildfire,
causing a wave of shock. Kain shot to his feet, clutching his head. What. He was
deeply worried about his sister. Running his hands through his hair, his
face darkened. She can’t go with them. Alisha scowled at his outburst. Quiet
down. What’s going on. Kain’s voice was laced with anxiety. Leaving the waiting room
means no more random placement. His sister’s decision baffled him. Wasn’t she walking
into a trap. Alisha, her ears ringing, covered them. Your sister’s a championship
contender. What are you so worried about. But Kain’s worry stemmed from a deeper
understanding. The Bakallo Association President has a secret rank… Alisha
stared at him, surprised. Kain continued, It’s the Cold-Blooded Leader. He recounted the
man’s past to Alisha. He can deploy buff tactics with access control. Kain’s voice was thick with
worry. And he can control the entire field through the map. After hearing this history, it was
clear that the Bakallo Association President was a cunning and ruthless strategist. Kain
believed they were at a severe disadvantage. Not long after, in a dense forest,
Lucia and the Bakallo group made their way to the dueling grounds. Unseen,
a blond man, cloaked in invisibility, shadowed them. He had his target locked. A
voice echoed in his ear, You know what to do when the tournament starts, right. The blond man
grinned, a sinister glint in his eyes. Of course. How much longer until it begins. he
asked. The mysterious voice replied, Just a moment now. A countdown began: Four, three…
As the voice counted down, the blond man crept closer to Lucia’s group. Slowly, slowly… The voice
continued, Two, one… Now. The blond man lunged, a knife gripped tight in his hand, a confident
smirk twisting his lips. Die, Lucia. Suddenly, Lucia turned, as if sensing his presence.
The blond man swung his knife, but Lucia’s form dissolved into a wisp of black smoke.
Damn, I missed. He looked around wildly, his invisibility now useless. Where
had she gone. How could she have known. As he panicked, the black smoke coalesced. Lucia
reappeared, standing before the would-be assassin, a look of pity on her face. You’re pathetic,
she said, placing a hand on her hip. She looked down at him. I could sense
your breathing the whole time. Then, glancing at the largest member of the Bakallo
group, she asked, This is all you could muster. The man trembled, sweat beading on his
forehead. Their underhanded plan had failed. The match has begun, hasn’t it. she said calmly.
She sighed, feigning regret. If you had just stayed put, you might have lived a little longer.
The inevitable followed. A drawn-out scream of No. echoed through the forest, marking the end of
their treacherous scheme. Lucia had taken them all down, leaving them sprawled on the brown earth.
She turned and walked away, continuing her advance. The system announced, its voice
filled with astonishment: Wow. The match has just begun, and Lucia already has six kills.
The stands erupted in a cacophony of noise. Kain, jaw agape, covered his mouth in shock. My
sister… Alisha, however, seemed less surprised, calmly pulling a pastry from a paper bag as she
spoke. Don’t worry. The system continued its commentary. The Bakallo Association President
received the news. The system displayed him in a fit of rage, berating the blond man.
He slammed a stack of papers onto his subordinate’s head. You couldn’t even manage
a simple assassination. The system added, Eliminating their opponents seems to be proving
difficult. The furious President returned to studying his map. The system continued,
However, it appears he still has other plans. The President’s gaze was fixed
on the map, his mind calculating. The Bakallo Association President pointed
to a location on the map. The system tracked his movement. He’s targeting… The map has
pinpointed the target. The image zoomed in, revealing the person he was pointing
at. The target was now clear. The system continued its commentary: Ah, it’s the
player who was with Lucia earlier. A dark-haired figure, dressed in black, stood with his back
to the screen. It was him. The system continued, its tone laced with curiosity, drawing
the attention of the spectators: He’s targeting this player. Why is that.
Kain and Alisha stared intently at the screen. This isn’t good. That player’s about
to be in trouble, Kain said. Alisha, however, continued to calmly eat her pastry. If he plays
his cards right, he should be okay. Before Kain could finish his sentence, Alisha chuckled,
holding up her bag of pastries. It’ll be fine. But Kain remained worried for Min Húc.
Will he really be alright. At that moment, Min Húc was facing off against about four members
of the Bakallo Association. The system’s character voice echoed. You guys, Min Húc said, are
with the Bakallo Association, aren’t you. The group laughed. So what if we are. one of
them sneered, his tone dripping with disdain. The Bakallo Association President watched the
scene unfold on the map, a smug grin spreading across his face. He observed, his thoughts filled
with self-satisfaction. If I recall the situation in the waiting room a few minutes ago, that
player… The President was certain of one thing: this player had some sort of connection
to Lucia, whether as a friend or a lover. He was merely speculating, unsure of
the true nature of their relationship. Meanwhile, Min Húc was still fuming over the
watermelon cocktail he had carefully prepared for Lucia being kicked over. His face darkened,
and he gritted his teeth. Now you’ve done it. The President watched Min Húc’s expression,
trying to glean some insight. Regardless, I can see your reaction. He continued to
think, Even if I couldn’t capture Lucia… At that moment, Min Húc’s anger reached its
boiling point. This had crossed the line. He continued, his words strained through clenched
teeth, You… The Bakallo Association President continued to sneer, confident in his plan.
Then let’s capture this guy. It seemed the President had already scripted his next move.
Capture this newbie and throw Lucia into disarray. He was still lost in his fantasy,
underestimating Min Húc as a mere novice. Min Húc drew his sword from his hip, his
voice low and menacing. Clearly… Meanwhile, the President continued his gloating. I’ll
assassinate Lucia again. At that very moment, Min Húc’s voice boomed, directed at the Bakallo
group. …you destroyed the watermelon cocktail I worked so hard to make. He was furious with their
blatant disregard, his body poised for battle. The Bakallo Association President’s insidious
nature was on full display. No player can survive a battle against our guild. The Bakallo member
in the red shirt tightened his grip on his sword, a smug look on his face, ready for a fight.
Looks like you want to start something, huh. He pointed his sword directly at Min Húc.
Pretty cocky for a newbie. But in Min Húc’s eyes, he was nothing more than a small fry.
Min Húc swung his sword in retaliation, striking a precise blow that sent the red-shirted
man stumbling off balance. He cried out in pain. He wondered in disbelief, How could this low-level
player dodge my attack. With that level of skill, it’s impossible. He realized with a jolt of
alarm that Min Húc was not to be trifled with. Suddenly, another hand clamped down on his wrist.
His loss of balance had left him vulnerable, and in the blink of an eye, Min
Húc had slammed him to the ground, his sword clattering away with a metallic clang.
Min Húc stepped onto the red-shirted man’s chest, the pressure forcing a gasp of pain and a
mouthful of blood from his lips. Min Húc’s face was a mask of terrifying calm, his eyes
narrowed as he pointed his sword directly at the man, as if ready to end his life.
The others watched in stunned silence, murmuring amongst themselves. What the. He took
him down with a single move. He’s strong. Clearly, they hadn’t anticipated Min Húc’s true strength.
They had completely underestimated him. For a moment, it seemed as though Min Húc was about
to finish the red-shirted man off. But then, he simply sheathed his sword, stood up,
and walked away, leaving his defeated opponent sprawled on the ground, utterly
demoralized. The others were speechless, frozen in place by the sheer audacity of it.
Enemies of the watermelon cocktail. Min Húc’s head snapped around, his gaze fixing on the
remaining Bakallo members. His expression was a mask of cold fury, his eyes burning with an icy
rage. They trembled, witnessing this unreasonable display of power. Fear gripped them, but
Min Húc showed no mercy. With a roar, he charged. This is unforgivable. He tore through
them, scattering the Bakallo Association members like leaves in a storm. Moments later, on the
Bakallo Association President’s tactical map, red skull icons littered the display, signifying
the defeat of all his subordinates. He cried out in disbelief, What in the world just happened.
Who is this guy. That newbie…. Just then, a subordinate burst through the door,
his voice urgent. Commander. Report. What is it. What happened. the President
roared, his voice laced with panic. The subordinate stammered, That… that person…
The subordinate continued, his voice shaking, He… he fights like a man possessed. He’s… he’s a
monster. The image of Min Húc casually consuming healing items while simultaneously decimating his
forces was burned into their minds. Terror seized them; they wanted nothing more than to surrender.
The subordinate pressed on, No matter how many times we hit him, his HP just… it doesn’t go down.
A flicker of recognition crossed the Bakallo Association President’s face. A man
possessed…. Those expensive recovery potions… the Bull’s Blood Elixir. Yes, sir. the
subordinate confirmed, adding, There’s no other explanation for that kind of regeneration.
He’s chugging them like water. Staring at the sea of red skulls on his tactical map, the
President muttered, Is he… is he part of a guild. The subordinate stammered, unable to provide
a clear answer. A chilling realization dawned on the President. Have we… have we crossed
the wrong person. Back on the battlefield, having vanquished all his opponents,
Min Húc smirked, licking his lips as he glanced at his full health bar. This skill
is incredibly convenient. A skill description materialized before him: Absorption and
Conversion (Active). Upon consumption of any item, restores 30-40% of player’s HP.
So that’s how I’m staying at full health. He wondered what challenges lay ahead.
Are there any other skills as useful as Absorption and Conversion. Meanwhile,
within a magnificent, opulent palace, ministers bowed low before an imposing emperor,
seemingly engaged in an important meeting. I believe the tournament has reached its critical
stage, the emperor stated. The long, flowing white gown and slender figure revealed this
emperor to be a woman. She sat upon her throne, her voice carrying an air of authority.
Indeed, Your Majesty, a minister replied. It appears a new player has single-handedly
eliminated a significant number of opponents. This emperor possessed vibrant, fiery
red hair and piercing golden eyes, radiating an aura of regal power. It was Elle, the
Empress of the Eclipse Empire. She questioned, a hint of disbelief in her voice, Acting alone. Not
affiliated with any guild. It seemed improbable, but the minister confirmed, Yes, Your Majesty.
Elle abruptly gestured with her hand. Bring me the magic crystal orb. She wanted to witness this for
herself. The minister immediately obeyed, hurrying to retrieve the orb. Once the orb was brought
forth, revealing Min Húc’s battle in its entirety, Empress Elle, initially contemplative,
noticed something significant as she watched. Her eyes widened in surprise. That…
she breathed, her gaze fixed on Min Húc’s sword. Empress Elle clearly recognized it.
At the replay screen where Min Húc and Lucia’s match was being displayed, Kain and Alisha
remained seated, listening to the system’s lively commentary. Has the Bakallo Association retreated.
the commentator exclaimed, then shifted focus to Lucia’s progress. Lucia continues to eliminate
players left and right. The excitement in the arena is palpable. Kain and Alisha watched
intently. Just as predicted, Kain sighed, a touch of boredom in his voice. It looks like the
final victory will go to Lucia. If it’s this easy, it’s not even fun. I was genuinely worried
about my sister at first, but seeing her take down dozens of players single-handedly, with Min
Húc’s assistance adding to the Bakallo Association President’s headache… well, victory seems a little
too simple. Alisha, however, held a different perspective. Not necessarily, she countered.
There might still be a reversal of fortune. Kain, a mixture of anxiety and curiosity,
questioned, A reversal. Alisha explained, Because the second phase hasn’t begun yet. She
continued, When the match enters its second phase, the barrier’s range on the island will
progressively shrink. Touching these barriers significantly reduces HP. A simulated map appeared
on the screen, illustrating Alisha’s explanation to Kain. As a result, she clarified, the remaining
players will be forced within the shrinking barrier, leaving them no choice but to fight.
Just as she finished speaking, the system’s voice boomed, Ah. The event monster
has appeared. The system announced the arrival of the event monster, displaying
its image on the screen: a colossal frog. Alisha’s eyes lit up with excitement. It seems
the audience is finding this quite thrilling. She immediately used the giant frog as
an example, continuing her explanation to Kain. To introduce a variable, they release
monsters, leading to unexpected battles. Kain, now understanding the situation, let out an Oh.
Within the match, the giant frog attacked players, forcing them to join forces to defeat it.
Perched high above the chaos, on a branch overlooking the giant frog, sat a figure
cloaked in black. Seeing this mysterious, silver-haired figure in black, Alisha couldn’t
help but feel suspicious. The player had been avoiding direct confrontation from the start.
I thought he was aiming for the next round, she mused, but why hide in the presence of the
monster. She wondered what he could possibly be searching for. Back with the silver-haired
stranger, the presumed quiet observer suddenly erupted in a chilling, bestial laugh.
Heh heh heh… Good. Now we can begin. In this event, he declared, I’ve only been
waiting for the moment the monster appeared. It seemed another antagonist had entered the
fray. A closer look revealed his silver hair, blue eyes, and a terrifyingly sinister smile.
The organizers initially released only weak monsters, he scoffed. I’m not one to bother with
such insignificant prey. I had to wait for the strongest monster to appear. His objective
was clear. He wasn’t searching for anything, as Alisha had suspected. He was waiting for this
precise moment, the release of a powerful monster. To utilize his Legendary Skill, he declared,
Absolute Domination. Absolute Domination was a Legendary Skill, capable of controlling
a monster for one hour. However, if the monster fell under another player’s control,
the initial player would suffer a penalty. He had previously used Absolute Domination
on a Fire Dragon released in a prior match, using it to attack other players. His plan
was to use this skill to attack other players, forcing them to withdraw from the match,
paving the way for his championship victory. He reaffirmed his strategy: Before that, I must
conserve my MP and observe. Moments later, Lucia delivered a final, devastating blow, eliminating
her last opponent. She stood amidst dozens of defeated players scattered across the ground.
Haiz, she sighed. Not very exciting. Now, let’s take it easy. Lost in thought, she suddenly sensed
a dark presence behind her. She froze, startled by the sight of a bull-like monster looming close by.
It snorted furiously, its glowing red eyes radiating power and menace. It was a Level
140 Minotaur. Lucia stared in disbelief. What is this. This bull is too high-level,
and massive. Her only option was to flee. Just then, a match announcement appeared: The
barrier’s range is shrinking. Event monster. Lucia was taken aback. Its level isn’t like
the other players. This monster’s level is abnormally high. She couldn’t risk a
direct confrontation. The Minotaur, snorting and with terrifying red eyes, gave
chase. Frowning, she cursed the organizers under her breath, wondering if they were even
aware of this. With the barrier shrinking, she assessed the situation. The center, after
the shrinking, is the waiting area. I’m dead. Suddenly, a thick cloud of dust erupted in
the waiting area, causing confusion. What’s happening. Then, as the dust settled, a wave
of terror washed over the onlookers. What is that. A Minotaur was charging towards them,
pursuing Lucia. The event monster shocked all the players. Why is it running this way.
Is it chasing Lucia. The crowd buzzed with speculation. Why would Lucia lead it here.
someone cried. That sound is terrifying. Lucia spun around to face the beast. Is it being
controlled. I didn’t attack it. What’s going on. She saw it standing, axe in hand, black
threads wrapped around its wrists. Is this a control skill. she wondered, stunned.
Muahahahaha. The mysterious cloaked figure erupted in laughter. His plan had worked
perfectly. He had taken control of the Minotaur using his Absolute Domination skill.
What. Lucia gasped. The system finally announced, Ah, it’s a Warloch Jackal player. It seems
he’s using the Absolute Domination skill. So, this was a Warloch Jackal player, specializing in
harming other players. In the stands, the audience erupted in a cacophony of disbelief.
Using Absolute Domination here. Isn’t it forbidden due to the severe penalty.
Kain and Alisha’s amusement turned to apprehension. Can Absolute Domination really
succeed. Alisha thought, horrified. If a player controls that powerful monster… …everyone will die
against that powerful bull. This is a massacre. The system announced, Barrier range shrinking.
Damn it. Lucia thought, a mixture of frustration and fear. Already. I can’t fall here. Trapped
and unable to continue running, Lucia could only try to buy time. Gripping her throwing knives,
she leaped and hurled them at the Minotaur. They missed, clattering harmlessly to the ground. Due
to the vast difference in levels, Lucia couldn’t inflict any damage. I’m dead. I’m finished.
The Minotaur unleashed a powerful blow, sending Lucia flying. She crashed into a tree
with a sickening thud. Lucia’s health plummeted, flashing red as she entered a stunned state.
Pain wracked her body, leaving her helpless. The Minotaur advanced relentlessly,
its savage red eyes burning with a terrifying intensity. Damn it, I’m stunned.
she thought desperately. Trapped in the stun, she could do nothing. This can’t be happening.
With the beast closing in, Lucia saw no other option but to accept defeat. Suddenly,
a figure darted forward, shielding her from the monstrous creature. A familiar
silhouette. Lucia stared in astonishment. It was Min Húc, the young man with the red-hilted
sword, standing defiantly between her and the raging Minotaur. It’s him… from before.
Lucia couldn’t comprehend what was happening. Why is he saving me. How did he even know I was
in danger. Panic overwhelmed her as she sank to the ground. Why is he here. A wave of anxiety
washed over her. He needs to leave. she screamed. Run. Or log out. But Min Húc remained motionless.
A chilling thought gripped Lucia. Could he be…. Min Húc’s mind drifted back to the real world,
to a time when he was still thin and frail. He remembered sitting by a crackling
fire, the attendant offering to add more coals to the already intense heat. With
the fresh coals, the grill glowed a fiery red. Min Húc reached for a piece of meat, thinking,
These ribs are perfectly marinated. As he grilled, he continued his internal monologue:
Spread them evenly until they change color. Grill and slice them into bite-sized
pieces, then place them on lettuce leaves, served with pickled onions. His mouth
watering, he declared, Let’s eat. Snapping back to the game, his eyes lit up.
Beef. Lucia’s voice jolted him back to reality. Are you protecting me.
Touched, she thought, Yes, that’s it. She recalled Min Húc offering
her a banana, gently asking if she wanted to eat. He had smiled at her, a genuine, kind smile.
He’s always been so thoughtful, she thought, tears welling in her eyes. Sitting beside me, smiling…
such a good person, coming to my rescue… Tears streaming down her face, she cried out, Don’t be
reckless. Min Húc, hearing her anguished plea, responded with a confused, Huh.
Sobbing, Lucia continued, Don’t sacrifice yourself for me. Bewildered,
Min Húc muttered, What is she talking about. Suddenly, the Minotaur slammed its axe
into the ground, the impact jarring Min Húc back a step. Whoa, you’re strong, he
said, a hint of apprehension in his voice. Drawing his sword, he charged forward. Just as
I expected. Seeing him rush towards the monster, Lucia cried out, He’s too fast. Undeterred,
Min Húc engaged the Minotaur head-on. After a flurry of attacks, he retreated
slightly, assessing the situation. The Minotaur suddenly lunged, bringing its
axe down with earth-shattering force. Seeing the axe hurtling towards him, Min Húc
refused to stand idly by. He channeled the Mahabah Twin Rings into his sword, activating their
effect. A system notification flashed before him: Absorption skill can only be used once.
Min Húc manipulated the shattered debris, letting out a yell. He plunged his sword into the
ground, sending a shockwave towards the Minotaur, causing the beast to glance down at the
trembling earth. Seizing the opportunity, Min Húc launched himself into the air,
attacking from behind. As he closed in, his eyes gleamed. Delicious. The monster,
realizing the predicament it faced, showed a flicker of fear in its bestial eyes.
A system notification chimed: Minotaur successfully defeated. Awarded
40 Reputation Points, 1 Achievement Point, and 120 Tournament Points. The Minotaur has
been vanquished. With the battle concluded, Min Húc breathed a sigh of relief. Whew.
Seeing him relax, Lucia rushed over, her voice laced with concern. Are you alright. Are you
hurt. We need to get back to the stadium quickly, get you healed. Min Húc looked at her, puzzled.
What. I need to gather ingredients quickly. The system promptly announced to all remaining
players to return to the stadium. Lucia, still worried, prepared to move. Min Húc, however,
spotted the fallen beef, his eyes lighting up with glee. Both were teleported to the outskirts
of Cork Island, greeted by a system message: Congratulations to all surviving players.
Score tabulation will now commence. Rankings will be announced shortly. Min Húc turned to Lucia.
So, no more cows will appear now. Lucia replied, That’s right, the match is almost over.
Disappointment tinged Min Húc’s voice. Oh. The system began its announcements. 10th
place. Lucia’s attention snapped back. Ah, the rankings are being announced.
The system continued. 4th place. 3rd place. 2nd place is Lucia. A
wave of sadness washed over Lucia. Clenching her trembling hands, she thought, In the
end, it’s still like this. I still have so much to improve. The system declared, The winner is. Lucia
turned to thank Min Húc. Thank you for helping me. But he was gone. Huh. Where did he go. The
organizers announced, The winner will participate in the awards ceremony with Empress Elle.
An attendant rushed to the Empress. Your Majesty, I have something to report. Elle, perplexed,
asked, What is it. The attendant quickly reported, The winner has disappeared.
Elle’s brow furrowed. How could the winner disappear. The attendant stammered,
explaining that they had seen Min Húc about to leave. They had tried to stop him. Where are
you going. The Empress is about to arrive. But Min Húc had simply replied, Tell the Empress to
wait a moment, I have to go eat some beef first. The attendant had watched, dumbfounded,
as Min Húc hurried away. What. Beef. Elle, bewildered, repeated, Beef. Did
you tell him about the awards ceremony. The attendant confirmed, I did, Your
Majesty, but he left the arena quickly, with a look of utter bliss on his face.
Seeing the Empress’s reaction, the attendant anxiously inquired, Your
Majesty. Suddenly, Elle burst into laughter, leaving the attendant even more confused.
Assuming the Empress was angered, the attendant blurted out, I’ll immediately send someone to
find him and bring him back. Elle chuckled. There’s no need. The attendant, still
puzzled, uttered, Ah. Elle explained, He left for food. Isn’t it that simple. The
attendant bowed respectfully. Yes, Your Majesty. Elle turned to leave. Conclude the
awards ceremony. The attendant responded, Yes, Your Majesty. As she walked
away, Elle looked up at the sky, lost in thought. Ran, I think I understand
why you gave that kitchen knife to him. The broadcast displayed the news: The winner
has disappeared. The Empress has returned to the palace. The announcement sparked a flurry of
discussion and speculation amongst the viewers. Kain watched as a dejected Lucia searched
for something, his thoughts turning to his sister. You’ve been through a lot, little
sister. He offered words of comfort. It’s a shame, but you did very well.
But Lucia was still searching, her thoughts racing. The winner disappeared. He’s
the only player who vanished from here. Kain said, I told you, we can’t predict what will
happen. Recalling Min Húc’s smile and their shared moments, Lucia thought, Could it be.
At that moment, Min Húc was slicing pears, whisking eggs, and boiling noodles. Next came the
fragrant beef, topped with an enticing egg yolk. Some slices weren’t cut all the way
through, preserving large, succulent chunks of beef. Besides the beef, Min Húc also
prepared braised ribs and spicy cold noodles, a truly mouthwatering spread.
Looking at the feast before him, Min Húc cheered excitedly. Ah, even though I
made it myself, it looks incredibly tempting. He immediately picked up a
plate and declared, Well then, first. Min Húc quickly mixed the eggs and beef
with his chopsticks, picking up the first bite, his eyes sparkling. He happily announced, I’m
going to savor every bit of this. After eating, he thought contentedly, The sweetness of the
seasoning blends perfectly with the fresh, rich flavor of the beef, and the
pear adds another layer of delight. After finishing the beef, he remarked, This
flavor is hard to achieve with well-done meat. Next were the cold noodles. Min Húc immediately
slurped up a mouthful of spicy cold noodles and exclaimed, Ah, so refreshing. Then,
he picked up a rib and declared, If you add a piece of grilled rib, this is the
pinnacle of culinary harmony. He promptly took a bite of both the rib and the noodles together.
A burst of flavor exploded in his mouth. His eyes widened in blissful appreciation as
he thought, First, the coolness, the chewy noodles coated in the spicy, tangy sauce.
Then, as if to balance those flavors, a piece of tender, perfectly cooked meat. I’m
truly grateful for this beef. Min Húc picked up another piece of beef and said, Honestly,
paired with the salad and cherry tomatoes, it’s like all my worries melt away.
Truly delicious. Finished with his meal, Min Húc lay back and sighed, Ahh, pure bliss.
Just then, a notification popped up, surprising him: Value of the meal, skill
of the Minotaur: you will receive the skill ‘Earth Shaker.’ Do you accept. Min Húc, seeing
the message, remarked, Oh, there’s this too. He immediately selected Accept and
said, Accept. The system announced: Receiving. 88%. Receiving. 94%. Receiving. 100%.
Skill ‘Earth Shaker’ successfully acquired. Seeing this, Min Húc mused, If I’m this strong,
won’t I be able to eat even more delicious food. He gazed at the sky for a moment, then
feeling sleepy, quickly drifted off. In the kingdom, a minister reported to
Empress Elle, Your Majesty, the winner of the competition has arrived. Hearing this,
Elle replied, Oh, is that so. Bring him in. Min Húc entered and bowed. Greetings. Elle said,
You are the winner of the recent tournament, correct. Min Húc cheerfully replied,
Yes. Elle spoke about his reward. Thank you for bringing honor to the competition.
Your reward is the opportunity to learn my swordsmanship from now on. Upon hearing this,
Min Húc glanced absently in another direction and replied, Ah, yes, thank you, Your Majesty.
Seeing his reaction, Elle paused, a thought crossing her mind. Noticing
he didn’t seem particularly thrilled, she asked, Is something not to your liking. Min
Húc immediately denied it. No, Your Majesty. May I ask for something instead. Elle replied, Speak.
Min Húc said, As the winner of this tournament, I heard Her Majesty can grant me one wish.
Elle gripped the armrest, lost in thought. He was such a simple man. Even without a
sense of taste, he still cooked for himself. He carried that sword. So I thought this person
would also be simple, like him. It seems I was mistaken. Elle’s expression shifted. What do
you want. Is it countless treasures from my vault. A title. Gold or silver. Speak quickly.
Min Húc replied, This is a difficult request to make. I don’t know if it’s possible. Hearing
this, Elle thought, Just like the others, after all. She said aloud, Speak. Within
my power, I will grant it. To herself, she thought, Just another greedy fool.
Min Húc said cheerfully, Well then, may I have the honor of enjoying some Spam.
Just mentioning it brought a smile to his face. The thought of the delicious treat filled
him with happiness. Before entering the palace, an official had asked him, You are Min Húc, the
winner, correct. Min Húc smiled and replied, Yes. The official led him forward. Please follow
me. Min Húc replied, Yes. At that moment, a faint aroma drifted towards him, catching his
attention. He followed the official to meet Her Majesty. Sniffing the air, he began to suspect
what it was. He had smelled it since entering the palace. There was no mistaking it—
it was the smell of Spam. Where is that smell coming from. he wondered. Do they
eat Spam in the palace too. Earlier, Min Húc had glanced absently in the direction of
the enticing scent. He had only half-heartedly replied to Elle, Ah, yes, Your Majesty.
But in his mind, he thought, It’s normal for the Emperor to eat Spam. Of course,
it’s so delicious, naturally the Emperor would eat it too. It’s truly an irresistible
delicacy. Min Húc beamed. Your Majesty, please grant me the opportunity to enjoy some Spam.
Hearing his request, Elle couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Finally, she laughed
aloud. A ha ha ha. Min Húc looked at her, puzzled. Why was she laughing.
I didn’t say anything strange. With the aroma of Spam wafting around, how could
I think of any other wish. The system displayed an increase in his affinity with Elle, awarding
him 3 stat points and 5 reputation points. Min Húc looked at the status
screen. My affinity increased, and I got stat points too. Elle addressed
him. Alright, you want Spam, is that right. Min Húc’s eyes sparkled. Yes, he replied
sincerely. Elle turned to her attendant. It seems the chef is preparing it already. Will
you dine with me. Her attendant started to speak, Your Majesty— but Elle cut her off. Silence.
She turned back to Min Húc. Follow me. Min Húc quickly replied, Yes, yes. A table
laden with enticing dishes was laid out before them. Min Húc couldn’t help but gulp. Whoa.
Elle asked, Is this alright. He covered his face, beaming. Wonderful. But then Min
Húc stroked his chin, looking at the table. But. Seeing his hesitation, Elle
looked at him quizzically. What is it. Min Húc spoke honestly to Elle. This might
be a bit disrespectful, Your Majesty. She immediately gave him permission to speak. Go
ahead, Elle said. Using such formal language with me is probably still unfamiliar to you. Min
Húc ventured to ask her, Then, may I call you… sister. Elle agreed. Alright. Elle’s attendant,
overhearing this, was incredulous. Sister. Min Húc asked her, Sister, why is the
Spam like this. It pains my heart. Elle looked at him with a confused expression. Is
there something wrong with how it’s cooked. Min Húc told her, There are even more
delicious ways to prepare Spam. Hearing this, she looked at him curiously. Oh. Even
better than the chefs in my imperial palace. Min Húc wanted to show her just how delicious it
could be. If I may, I’d like to try. Elle quickly agreed, granting him permission. Certainly. Chefs,
prepare everything he needs. They acknowledged the order and obeyed. Yes, Your Majesty.
In the kitchen, Min Húc placed the Spam into a pan. Seeing this, Elle asked,
Just frying it. Min Húc replied, Yes, but there’s one more crucial ingredient.
That crucial ingredient, he explained, was rice. Min Húc scooped some rice and told
Elle that Spam tasted best when paired with it, surpassing any other dish. Elle was surprised
by his preparation. Oh, this is. An attendant pulled out a chair, inviting Elle to sit. Min
Húc spoke up, Let me show you how to eat it. Elle picked up her chopsticks
and a spoon. Min Húc began his instructions. First, take a spoonful of rice,
and place the Spam on top. Elle asked skeptically, Min Húc reassured her, Just eat it like that.
Elle found it remarkably simple. Oh, is that all. So she took a bite. After
finishing the first mouthful, her eyes widened in surprise. This flavor. The
crispy, golden Spam combined with the rice, neither too salty nor too bland, retained
its rich savoriness. It felt as if each grain of rice was infused with the
essence of Spam. The bite was perfect. Seeing Elle speechless, Min Húc knew she found
it delicious. So. Good, isn’t it. Elle replied, It’s truly delicious. Elle asked him again,
You said this was your wish, right. You should eat too. Min Húc feigned politeness. Oh, but. He
didn’t finish his sentence before digging in with gusto. Well then, I won’t stand on ceremony.
Min Húc thought to himself, Spam truly is the perfect companion for rice. This
rich, sweet flavor. It’s delicious with noodles, good with ketchup,
and even just with rice alone, without any other side dishes, I could easily
finish a whole bowl. As for Elle, she continued to praise the dish. Goodness, until yesterday
I was so foolish. How could I not know Spam with rice was this delicious. It’s embarrassing.
Seeing her like this, he simply thought, She’s quite an interesting person. Elle spoke, It’s not
some precious dish, but it brings such a sense of satisfaction. Min Húc told her, Satisfaction
doesn’t come only from precious things. The beauty of food is that even if it’s not expensive,
it can still make people happy, right. Elle smiled, agreeing with his sentiment. You’re
right. Min Húc suddenly remembered something and turned to her. Ah, Sister. It’s true that I
came to see you because I won the tournament, but actually. Elle asked, Hmm. What is
it. Min Húc said, The real reason I came here is because Chef Ran asked me to find you.
Hearing that name, Elle blushed. Ran. She seemed momentarily distracted, then quickly replied,
Oh, is that so. What did he ask you to do. Min Húc explained the truth to Elle. Chef Ran told
me to make you a delicious meal. Elle told him, This is already delicious enough. Min Húc didn’t
want to make just one dish, but many delicious dishes for Elle in Ran’s stead. Of course
it is, but having been asked by Chef Ran, I can’t just make something this simple.
Elle set down her chopsticks. Oh. So, what special skills do you have. Min Húc began to
list his strengths. I’ve studied swordsmanship, farming, magic, and all sorts of other skills.
Elle rested her chin in her hand, regarding the hero in a new light. Normally, new players
were only proficient in one area. But he seemed different. Still, she was quite surprised he
was strong enough to achieve such a victory. Min Húc clenched his fist, sharing his secret:
Just eat a lot and train hard. Elle smiled in response. You’re right. That’s a prime example.
So, can you tell me what dish you plan to make. Min Húc immediately answered honestly: Of course.
He considered what an emperor might enjoy. What would an emperor like to eat. She seems to like
Spam, so maybe nothing too fancy is needed. But looking at Elle’s expression, another thought
occurred to him. Who knows, maybe she wants to eat something I don’t know how to make.
At that moment, Elle interrupted his train of thought: I want to eat flounder sashimi. Min Húc
was surprised by Elle’s preference for sashimi. He echoed, Sashimi. Elle
then recounted: My father, the late emperor, always wanted me to become a
strong ruler. I resented him for it back then. The first time we went fishing together,
he personally made sashimi and soup for me. It was then I understood that he did it
out of love. I still remember that flavor. Hearing this, Min Húc understood it wasn’t
about the cost of the dish. Being an empress doesn’t mean she can’t enjoy simple food, but the
chef has never made anything like this. Right, this is Chef Ran’s request. Can I help her
recapture that flavor. Min Húc readily agreed: Yes, I’ll definitely make it for you.
He quickly accepted the task. Since he had agreed, Elle stood up and said,
Then let’s go now. Hearing he had to go somewhere, Min Húc asked in surprise, Go where.
To learn my swordsmanship, of course. Afterwards, they arrived at the training grounds. Each
wooden dummy had different ability scores. Every time you destroy one, your stats will
increase. Even using magic won’t restore them immediately. These are special
training tools of this country. Now, shall we begin. Min Húc replied listlessly, Yes.
Seeing this, Elle said with disappointment, You don’t seem very enthusiastic. You’ll
receive cooking ingredients every time you complete a training level. Hearing this, Min
Húc suddenly became filled with determination, declaring firmly, Let’s start right now.
Seeing his newfound enthusiasm, Elle said cheerfully, That’s the spirit. I’ll demonstrate
first. Watching Elle draw her sword from its scabbard, Min Húc couldn’t help but think: Oh, the
Empress’s swordsmanship. I’ve only heard of it, never seen it. Starting with a wooden
sword, huh. Elle didn’t say anything, immediately swinging her sword with lightning
speed. The wooden dummy instantly split in two. This sight made Min Húc exclaim excitedly,
Whoa. Elle stated, Exactly. Your turn. Can you remember that movement. Having to recall
Elle’s previous movement left him quite flustered. He explained, That was too fast.
Knowing he couldn’t keep up with her speed, Elle decided to repeat it step by step.
After a period of training, Min Húc was panting from exhaustion. Seeing this, Elle said
with a smile, Everyone’s like that at first. Make the most of your energy while you
have it. Try practicing for a week. Yes. Min Húc quickly replied to Elle and
diligently practiced every day. On the first day, as Min Húc practiced hitting the wooden dummy,
the surrounding guards cheered him on: Keep going. On the second day, after finishing his
training, Min Húc collapsed on the ground, exhausted. This continued on the third day,
the fourth day… After a week of training, Elle arrived at the training grounds.
She held a certain expectation in her heart: Hopefully, he’s managed to handle about half of
them. But upon arriving, she was astonished to find Min Húc had completely decimated the dummies.
Seeing Elle, Min Húc was overjoyed. Hearing his greeting, she asked, This is….
Understanding her unspoken question, Min Húc hastily apologized, I’ll clean this up.
Elle was taken aback by the results of his week-long training. These wooden dummies were
designed to regenerate every one or two hours, yet the majority lay in splinters. Seeing
Elle staring at the destroyed dummies, Min Húc nervously explained, I’m sorry,
they became like this while I was training. Noticing the numerous wounds on his
hands, remnants of his intense training, Elle thought to herself, Players usually
have regenerative abilities. Could he have been training continuously without waiting
to heal. Furthermore, that sword energy… it exceeded 100% training intensity.
I hadn’t realized it before, but this is truly unbelievable. Then, Min Húc looked at
Elle with sparkling eyes, asking expectantly, At this level, can I receive the ingredients.
Looking at his enthusiasm, Elle couldn’t help but sigh. He really was like a copy
of Ran. Of course, she replied. Later, as they walked to the palace, Elle saw him
preparing Spam again, which puzzled her. Startled by Elle’s silent approach, Min Húc
quickly tried to hide what he was doing. Ah. You scared me. There’s nothing tastier than
Spam here, he blurted out. Elle commented, There are plenty of other ingredients here.
How many dishes are you planning to make. Min Húc replied, Just this one. I’ll put
everything in here. Hmm. Try adding this. It’s an imperial elixir; it’s very good for you.
It’s a reward for your diligent training. Knowing it was an incredibly precious item, Min
Húc asked Elle, Can I really use this as I please. Yes, it’s a gift for you, she confirmed.
So, Min Húc added the elixir to the ingredients, creating what appeared to be Budae Jjigae, or
Army Stew, infused with the potent elixir. Elle’s eyes lit up at the sight of the dish.
Sitting down at the table, she asked, What is this. Min Húc replied, It’s Army Stew,
and then instructed, Try it. Start with the noodles and Spam. Taking her first bite,
Elle savored the perfectly cooked noodles, combined with fresh vegetables and a savory
flavor. The Spam, cooked to a tender softness, tasted completely different
from its fried counterpart, enhancing the flavor of the broth. Another bite,
and it was pure bliss. So, this is how Spam can taste, she mused. Seeing Elle’s look of enjoyment,
Min Húc said with a touch of pride, Of course. He then added a pre-prepared rolled omelette
to the stew. If you eat Army Stew with rice, the balance of salty and mild flavors is
perfect. Suddenly, Elle asked, When are you leaving. The question gave Min Húc pause. After
resting today, probably tomorrow, he answered. Hearing that Min Húc was leaving tomorrow,
Elle felt a pang of regret. But he continued, Next time, I’ll definitely bring
the ingredients and make you that dish you’ve been longing for. I promise.
Touched by his earnest promise, Elle expressed her gratitude. Min Húc brushed it off politely,
It’s nothing. It’s more than just that spicy soup. It’s not something so easily dismissed. I want to
repay you, Elle insisted. Then, she extended her hand towards Min Húc, Here, give me your hand.
I hope you’ll accept this, Elle said, taking his hand and kissing the back of
it. Immediately, a soft light emanated from the spot. It was Elle’s kiss, a mark
of friendship, now etched onto his skin. Elle smiled radiantly. Thank you, she said.
Thank you for your efforts for my sake. I’m so glad you came to the palace. Anytime you need
my help, just rub this mark. I’ll come to you immediately. Farewell, and I’ll be waiting
for that dish you promised. After bidding farewell to everyone in the palace and the guards,
Min Húc cheerfully continued his journey. Walking through the forest, Min Húc consulted his map.
Huh, he muttered in surprise. You can only reach the nearest coast once you’re level 200 or higher.
I need to reach that level if I want to go there. He sat down on a roadside rock to rest. It seems
a bit difficult to go now, he thought. I have to level up first. Suddenly, the game sent Min Húc
information about the Varas Kingdom. It was a region focused on developing production skills,
where various crafting abilities could be learned. Min Húc noticed there were many
cooking-related quests there, which piqued his interest. On another mountain,
Bronni, the guild leader of Haoden, shouted gleefully, Hahaha. What a haul today.
His guildmates, looking at the fallen bodies on the ground, retorted, Amazing. I never
expected NPCs and players to team up like that. Bronni chuckled. Give it a try, he said. Clean
up. He felt incredibly lucky, grinning from ear to ear. Suddenly, a voice called out from
behind, Haoden’s guild leader. Bronni turned to see a masked figure. Before he could react, the
figure continued, A guild specializing in preying on players passing through the mountain roads.
I hear you have no regard for the consequences. Bronni’s ears perked up. What. Who are you. The
figure abruptly introduced himself, I’m Calde. Hearing that name, Bronni recalled the
second-ranked player, the blacksmith Calde. Calde continued, I have something I need
Haoden’s help with. Something that will happen in the Varas Kingdom. Meanwhile, in the Varas
Kingdom, Min Húc munched on shrimp-flavored chips while observing his surroundings. He had been
able to travel directly there through a portal. The place was teeming with people possessing
crafting skills; it was known as the village of crafters. Min Húc realized that living here
would indeed allow him to focus on crafting. He had been considering this ever since he wanted
to boil sweet potatoes. For added convenience, if he wanted to make more dishes,
he would make a lid for his pot. Min Húc suddenly pushed open the door
of a house, but found no one inside. He wandered around, calling out to see if anyone
was home, when he saw a child with a pouty face, glaring at him, which startled him.
Min Húc assumed she was an NPC, and before he could ask anything, the
child pointed at the bag of chips in his hand and asked, Is that yummy. Min Húc
offered the chips. Very yummy, he replied. He kindly asked the little girl if she wanted
some. However, the girl looked downcast and replied sadly, No, Hye Min can’t eat them.
Hearing her name, Min Húc had a feeling she might not be an NPC. He quickly
asked, Why not. Something so yummy. As Min Húc pouted sympathetically,
saying it would make his tummy hurt, the little girl pulled out a handful of chocolate
candies from her pocket and offered them all to him. He looked at the candies, feeling a pang
of regret for her. Why aren’t you eating them. Hye Min then shyly replied, Daddy told me
to eat them, but Hye Min doesn’t like them. Min Húc crouched down to Hye Min’s level. You
don’t like chocolate. he asked. The little girl shook her head. No, she replied. Min Húc
was puzzled. But chocolate is so delicious. Why not. Lost in thought, Min Húc absentmindedly
nibbled on the little girl’s hand, making her cry out, Don’t eat
my hand. He quickly apologized, popping a chocolate into his mouth. Seeing this,
Hye Min scolded him, Piggy. Min Húc chuckled, his mouth full of chocolate. I’m not a piggy,
he mumbled. I’m Min Húc. Where are your parents. Hye Min’s face fell at the mention of her
parents. Daddy is always busy, she sniffled, and Mommy is in heaven. Just as Min Húc
registered her words with surprise, Hye Min mimicked her father’s voice, Go play with Mister
Ron at the blacksmith shop. Daddy will be back later. On impulse, Min Húc hoisted the little
girl onto his shoulders, grinning. How about playing with Min Húc until Mister Ron comes. And
so they played together all day, Hye Min perched on Min Húc’s shoulders, giggling non-stop.
Suddenly, someone called out Hye Min’s name. It was Ron, the man she had mentioned.
Seeing Hye Min on Min Húc’s shoulders, Ron immediately asked with suspicion, Who are you.
Hye Min jumped down and ran towards Ron. Hello, sir, Min Húc said. As she reached Ron, Hye
Min exclaimed, Mister Ron. He played with me and let me ride on his shoulders.
Ron looked up at Min Húc, following Hye Min’s pointing finger, and asked
skeptically, You played with Hye Min all day. He then invited Min Húc inside to talk.
Hearing Min Húc mention he had a favor to ask, Ron suddenly understood. So you’re here looking
for work, he said. I’m so sorry I wasn’t home and you had to look after Hye Min. Min Húc, sitting
across from him with Hye Min now drowsily leaning against him, replied, It’s no problem at all.
I enjoy playing with children. Ron continued, But I’m truly sorry, my current situation
makes it difficult for me to help you. Min Húc inquired about his situation, and Ron
sighed, explaining, It’s because of this. Hye Min’s father has been very busy lately,
so I’ve had to look after her constantly. Because of that, I’ve missed delivery
deadlines, and several clients have threatened to cancel their orders. Even so, I
can’t just leave Hye Min unattended. I lost my own child in an accident some time ago,
he added, his voice heavy, so this is a difficult situation for me to just brush aside.
Min Húc was taken aback. Hye Min had fallen asleep in his arms by now, but he quickly offered to
help resolve the issue. Ron seemed to think Min Húc hadn’t grasped the problem. What.
What do you mean. he asked. I’ve explained my situation. Do you still not understand.
Min Húc replied earnestly, You mean because you have to look after Hye Min. If you apologize and
renegotiate the deadlines, they might understand. Seeing his enthusiasm, Ron hesitated. But. Min Húc
encouraged him, Why not try to persuade them. If it works out, I’ll ask you about the favor again.
Before he could finish, a game notification popped up: New Quest: Resolve Blacksmith
Ron’s Worries. Ron, on his end, finally agreed. Alright, he conceded. If it
works out, anything is fine. Min Húc, reading the quest details and noting the reward of cooking
ingredients, was slightly puzzled. Nevertheless, he continued his inquiries. But what kind of
father leaves his child here and goes off like that. he asked. Ron explained, He used to work
at the blacksmith shop. I don’t know the details, but for Hye Min’s sake, he’s training for
something. It seems he joined some kind of guild. Min Húc suggested meeting Hye Min’s father
directly. Ron agreed. Certainly, he said. Just a moment, let me show you the list of clients.
Ron scrolled through the list, searching for Hye Min’s father’s name, muttering to himself,
I wonder which guild he joined. Is it one of the legendary guilds listed here. A woman tapped her
fingers lightly on a wooden table, musing aloud, I really need to sign a new contract with
a different blacksmith. A young woman, her chin resting in her hand, looked
weary. Ron’s craftsmanship isn’t bad, though. It turned out the speaker was Mae
Ken, the owner of the first-aid supply shop. A knock echoed through the room. Who is it.
she called out, turning towards the door. After calling out, she went to open the door. Standing
there was a young man, Min Húc, who pushed the door open and entered with a friendly smile.
Mae Ken asked immediately upon seeing him, Are you here to learn the basic
bandaging skill. Min Húc replied, Ah, no. I’m here on behalf of Mister Ron. Mae Ken
broke out in a sweat. Why. she asked nervously. Don’t tell me you’re here to cancel the contract.
Min Húc confirmed, Yes, it’s about the contract. Hearing this, Mae Ken started to close the door,
clearly intending to dismiss him. Seeing this, Min Húc quickly put his hand out to stop her. Ah,
ah, please wait, he pleaded. Please hear me out. Mae Ken flatly refused. There’s no need, she said.
Min Húc realized that if she closed the door, he might not get another chance to step foot
inside, let alone complete his task. Pointing at the Basic First-Aid Course sign outside the shop,
he blurted out, That. I’m here to learn first aid. Mae Ken saw through his clumsy lie immediately.
For beginners, a skill at this level isn’t very useful, she said. Min Húc persisted, sticking
to his story like glue. It’s alright, I want to learn. Mae Ken pressed further, There’s a tuition
fee, you know. Min Húc remained resolute. Yes, I’ll pay. After accepting Min Húc as a student,
Mae Ken brought out a training dummy and bandages. We’ll start with this, she said. Min Húc
looked at the array of items on the table, startled. If you cut this doll with a knife, Mae
Ken explained, it will simulate a real wound. She then took out scissors and demonstrated, the
doll’s expression shifting to one of pain. Then, you have to bandage it carefully like this.
Min Húc watched, mesmerized. Keep practicing like this, and your skill level will increase.
After the bandaging was complete, the doll’s expression changed to one of contentment.
Min Húc feigned understanding. Oh, oh, he said. Seeing he seemed to grasp the concept,
Mae Ken said, Try it. Min Húc replied, Yes. While practicing, Min Húc asked Mae Ken,
Have you ever treated children. Mae Ken saw right through his attempt. Are you trying to
appeal to my softer side. she asked. I won’t budge. Min Húc sighed. That’s not it, he said.
He continued bandaging, his expression softening. Children get hurt easily. I want to learn this
in case Hye Min gets injured. Hearing this, Mae Ken asked, Is Hye Min your younger
sister. Min Húc replied, She’s not my sister, but Mister Ron takes care of her.
Mae Ken closed her eyes in thought. Ah, Ron, she murmured. A moment later, understanding
dawned on her. She slapped the table in surprise. Ron has a child. Min Húc looked up, bewildered,
continuing to bandage as he explained, Ah, no, she’s not his child, but she lives with him. Mae
Ken asked, confused, What. That’s hard to follow. Min Húc looked up at Mae Ken and explained the
situation further. Oh, I see, so that’s how it is. He’s been neglecting his work because he’s
been taking care of her. Mae Ken clasped her hands together, hesitant. I didn’t know that.
Mae Ken continued, I’ve heard recently that Ron has been slacking off at the blacksmith shop.
Min Húc responded, It’s because Hye Min’s father is very busy right now. But I haven’t received my
order on time either. I’m in a difficult position too. Hearing Mae Ken sigh, he continued, I’m not
asking you to forgive him immediately. I just hope you can understand his situation. Mae Ken crossed
her arms, considering. Hmm, she said. Seeing this, Min Húc pressed on, But if you could
reconsider the contract, I would be truly grateful. Mae Ken finally spoke. Today’s
lesson ends here. You can come back to practice at this time from now on. Min Húc replied, Yes.
Min Húc’s learning speed was remarkably fast, earning him praise from Mae Ken. Really. he
asked, feigning modesty. It’s nothing special, just focus and dexterity. As a diligent
apprentice, he continued, smoothly transitioning into his request, I have a small
favor to ask. Could you reconsider the contract. Mae Ken, reminding herself internally to
remain firm, turned her face away. That has nothing to do with this, she stated flatly.
A knowing smile spread across Min Húc’s face, as if a new idea had just sparked.
A hotteok, a sweet Korean pancake, was now complete. Mae Ken, noticing the finished
treat, inquired, What’s that. Min Húc replied simply, I wanted to make some pancakes.
With that, he slipped on a pair of gloves. First, he kneaded the dough and let it
rise, then added sugar and various nuts, before finally frying it in a pan of hot oil.
That, he explained, is a hotteok. Mae Ken watched, mesmerized, as Min Húc expertly crafted
the hotteok from start to finish, her chin resting in her hand. Yes, Min Húc affirmed,
Sweet and delicious. It looks very tasty. Mae Ken’s mouth watered, and she quickly
covered it with her hand. Hotteok, she blurted out, Can I have one. Her voice
filled with longing, she added, That sweet smell and the way it looks…it seems so good.
Min Húc, however, pulled the tray of freshly made hotteok back, dangling the tempting
treat like bait. Reconsider the contract, he proposed. That has nothing to do with you, Min
Húc, Mae Ken retorted, still refusing to budge. Well then, Min Húc sighed dramatically,
I guess I have no choice but to eat them myself. He proceeded to take a large bite
of the first hotteok, right in front of Mae Ken. That’s outrageous. she exclaimed.
As he chewed, enjoying the sweet treat, Mae Ken thought to herself, Wait a minute,
How…how can he eat it so deliciously. With each bite Min Húc took, Mae Ken found
herself swallowing harder and harder, unable to tear her gaze away from the delectable
hotteok. It looked like the most delicious food in the world. Finally, she conceded.
Alright, she said. Hmm. Min Húc responded, feigning ignorance. I’ll reconsider, Mae Ken
relented. After all, Ron has his own difficulties. Min Húc’s face lit up, recalling their earlier
conversation. Really. he asked excitedly. Yes, Mae Ken confirmed. Overjoyed, he exclaimed,
Wonderful. I’ll make you a special one. After Min Húc finished preparing the special hotteok,
Mae Ken brought it to her lips, thinking, What is this hotteok, anyway. Let’s see how it tastes.
As she took a bite of the steaming pancake, the soft dough melted in her mouth, releasing a
burst of sweetness from the melted sugar and the crunch of various nuts. It required careful
eating, but hot, it was truly delicious. It was the first time she had ever tasted such a
delicious hotteok. Mae Ken savored each bite, praising it internally. Meanwhile, Min
Húc, also enjoying a hotteok, reminded her, Don’t forget to reconsider the contract, okay.
Mid-bite, Mae Ken felt a sudden pressure. Why are you helping Ron so much. she asked.
Min Húc paused, seemingly pondering the question. Hmm, why indeed. Someone who always
thinks of others, but can’t manage their own affairs well…isn’t that a shame. Wiping his mouth,
Min Húc added, We should help each other out. Mae Ken listened, a look of understanding dawning
on her face. He’s strange, she thought. Newcomers are always busy pursuing their own interests,
even thinking that the bandaging skill is useless, so it’s often overlooked. But Min Húc learned
it so seriously, just to be able to help others. Helping each other… she mused, seemingly touched
by his kindness, realizing a fundamental truth. Alright, she said, reflecting on her own past
selfishness. I’ll reconsider the contract. Really. Min Húc asked, his voice brimming with joy.
Mae Ken rubbed her chin thoughtfully. It’s all thanks to your hotteok, Min Húc.
Wow, that’s lucky. If only everyone had a generous heart like Mae Ken.
Mae Ken, puzzled, asked, Do you have to go see other people too. With
the matter settled, Mae Ken handed Min Húc a piece of paper and explained its contents.
Elsewhere, Ron nervously addressed a woman. Oh, hello, ma’am. I truly apologize about the
previous incident. I was just about to offer compensation. No, no, it’s alright, the woman
replied. You can just continue with the previous contract. Ron, bewildered, responded, Huh.
Your friend came and explained your situation, she clarified. Ron suddenly remembered Min
Húc’s words: I’ll persuade them. Ah, so you really do sympathize with me. Ron
asked, still slightly disbelieving. Of course, the woman assured him. I also know
how hard it is to raise a child. Moreover, she continued, your friend helped bandage my child’s
injury. I don’t know how to thank you enough. That friend is truly generous, someone remarked.
Meanwhile, Min Húc, smiling, helped someone carry supplies, continuing his rounds of persuasion.
He helped an elderly person with their laundry, cooked for the farmers. He’s truly amazing,
another voice chimed in. How could we not listen to him. Ron, stunned,
could only manage, Ah, about that. Before he could finish his sentence, another
voice interrupted from behind. Hey, Ron, if something like that is happening, you should tell
us first. Ron turned to see the speaker, fearfully exclaiming, Brett. The man continued, Keeping
secrets like that only leads to misunderstandings. You’re really not very tactful. If you had told
us, we would have understood. Shaken by everyone’s reaction, Ron stammered, I’m truly sorry.
The man rubbed the back of his neck and laughed heartily. So, can you take the order again. My
smithy only relies on you. Mae Ken, standing nearby, also smiled and added, That Min
Húc should come visit more often. He’s a very good person. Ron nodded, Ah, yes. He’s
such a kind newcomer, and a good cook too. Ron thought to himself, It’s like
he used magic. Finally, Min Húc bid farewell to everyone in a cheerful atmosphere,
leaving behind a particularly fond memory. Min Húc looked inside Ron’s house and called
out, Uncle Ron, I’m here. But there was no answer. Puzzled, he stepped inside. Ah, not
home again. Min Húc casually sat down on a chair. No other choice but to wait, I guess.
Just then, his stomach rumbled. He sighed. This won’t do. Hotteok just isn’t
filling enough. He grabbed a spatula. Then, he chopped kimchi on a cutting board. First,
chop the kimchi, then add oyster sauce to the pan, add the rice, and finally,
the indispensable fried egg. A perfect plate of kimchi fried rice was
complete. Min Húc looked at the dish before him, feeling grateful for the kimchi the
elderly woman had given him. Thank you, he murmured. I’ve done a good job helping others.
He picked up his spoon, ready to eat. But before he could take a bite, he heard a voice calling
his name. He looked up to see who it was, and exclaimed in surprise, Hye Min. In
reality, a little girl’s cries echoed, No. I don’t want to eat. Her worried father
sat beside her, looking on helplessly. Hye Min. He anxiously asked the doctor, You mean.
besides waiting, there’s really nothing else we can do. The doctor’s words were true.
For Hye Min, eating was a source of fear. Hye Min’s father was deeply troubled
by this. The aftereffects of the illness. are truly difficult. The doctor tried to
encourage optimism. But if this continues. what will happen to my daughter’s condition. When
will there be a change. I’m sorry, the father apologized. I got a little agitated just now.
The doctor understood. Such reactions were normal. I understand, sir. Actually, it’s not like
there’s absolutely nothing we can do. The doctor showed Hye Min’s father some materials about
virtual reality therapy. He looked at them, unsure of what the doctor intended. The doctor
began to explain. In the virtual reality game, Athens, it was possible to experience the
sensation of eating, and this could be used as a form of treatment. It was worth a try.
Hye Min’s father held her hand. The little girl asked anxiously, Are you crying again, Daddy.
To reassure his daughter, he quickly wiped his tears. No, I’m fine. I’ve just been very busy
lately and haven’t had time to play with you. Hye Min held her father’s hand, and said cheerfully,
It’s okay, Daddy. I played at Uncle Ron’s house. I played with Mr. Pig. Her father looked puzzled.
She continued, beaming, Yes, I fed him chocolate. He ate all of it. Her father, catching her
enthusiasm, replied, Our Hye Min has a friend now. She added, Yes, and he let me ride Mr. Pig. It was
so much fun. He gently stroked her head. Really. I thought you’d be sad, but I’m glad you had fun
today. She smiled and replied, Yes. After logging into the game, Hye Min happily made her way to
Ron’s place. I have to go find Uncle Ron and play. She opened the door and peeked inside, seeing Min
Húc cooking. What is Mr. Pig doing. He replied, This is kimchi fried rice.
She looked at his fried rice, remembering the fried rice her father made.
Daddy used to make this for me too. I really liked it. But every time I ate it, it hurt.
Even though it hurt, why does it look so good. Back in reality, Hye Min’s voice trembled
as she asked, Can I have a bite. Seeing her desire to eat, Min Húc initially
refused. No, no, I only fried one egg. She immediately retorted, Hey, Mr. Pig, you ate
all my chocolate. Min Húc relented with a sigh. Hmm, hmm, alright, alright, I know, come here.
He handed her a spoon. Here, take this. As she was about to scoop up a spoonful of
rice, he stopped her. Wait a minute. Min Húc placed a piece of fried egg
on top of the rice, and smiled at her. This is the proper way to eat it.
Looking at him, she recalled the feeling of eating. Eating would cause pain, followed
by vomiting, and her hair had even fallen out. Back then, her father had patiently
coaxed her, Hye Min, try just one bite, okay. She had turned her head away, uncomfortable.
I don’t want to. He continued to plead, Just one bite. When she turned back, she noticed tears
in his eyes. Now, before her, Min Húc beamed. Hye Min, this is really delicious. Maybe I
should call it a special gift, shouldn’t I. She looked skeptical. Really. Is it really
that good. Is that why Mr. Pig is so happy. She took a tentative bite, her eyes
widening. Seeing her expression, Min Húc knew. Delicious, right. Isn’t it. Kimchi
fried rice has to be eaten with fried egg to be truly delicious. Suddenly, she said, It’s
strange. Min Húc asked, surprised, Strange taste. She explained her sensation. It’s
strange. Before, eating would hurt, but now it doesn’t. It doesn’t hurt at all,
and I feel good too. Seeing her happiness, Min Húc’s own spirits lifted. Of course.
Eating delicious food should make you happy. Come on, say it after me: Food is the best. She
raised her hand like him and shouted, Food is the best. Hye Min continued to eat with gusto,
and seeing her enjoy the meal so much, he encouraged her, That’s right, that’s right,
eat a lot. She replied, Okay. Just then, the sound of something falling to the floor
caught their attention. Min Húc turned to look at the newcomer. Who is it.
He addressed the person, Uncle Ron isn’t here right now. The newcomer remained silent,
tears welling in his eyes. He set down a bag, and finally spoke, his voice thick with
emotion. She’s finally eating. Hye Min, our Hye Min. He embraced his daughter tightly.
You’re finally eating again. Hye Min, her eyes glistening with tears, looked up at him. Daddy.
Hearing her call the man Daddy, Min Húc was startled. Daddy. This is Hye Min’s father.
Hye Min’s father, weeping, expressed his gratitude. Thank you. Thank you so much.
Min Húc, bewildered, looked at him with a confused expression. Hye Min’s father explained,
I heard you’ve been taking care of Hye Min all this time. I was so worried she wasn’t eating
anything. This is wonderful. Hye Min, it’s so good that you’re eating again. Ah, I apologize
for my behavior just now. I’m Hye Min’s father. He stood up straight and offered a small,
teary smile as he introduced himself. Seeing his level, Min Húc felt a pang of
awkwardness. He could sense the depth of love this man held for his daughter.
The three of them sat down to talk, and Min Húc began to understand the situation.
I see. Yes, that’s why I wanted to repay you. Hearing Hye Min’s father speak of repayment,
Min Húc stammered slightly, flustered. It’s okay, I didn’t really do anything. Min
Húc now understood that Hye Min was here alone because of her treatment.
He empathized with their situation. He, too, couldn’t eat, having made himself sick
from overindulging. Hye Min’s father insisted, Please, let me do something to repay you.
Before I started Hye Min’s treatment, I was a renowned blacksmith in Athens.
Have you ever heard of the Dragon Sword. At the mention of the Dragon Sword, Min Húc’s
ears perked up. The Dragon Sword, crafted by a legendary blacksmith, held the highest auction
value in the game. It was a legendary item with unparalleled attack power, the top choice for
any warrior. It’s really effective for chopping beef bones. Hearing his masterpiece relegated to
culinary use, Hye Min’s father looked puzzled, asking, Beef bones. You need specialized
tools for chopping beef bones, don’t you. Min Húc’s words left him confused.
I crafted the Dragon Sword. I’m a Descendant of Hephaestus. Learning that Hye Min’s father
was the creator of the legendary Dragon Sword made Min Húc even more excited. I know.
Hye Min’s father said to Min Húc, So, I want to make you an item, anything you desire.
This surprised Min Húc. An item. Anything I want. Yes, anything at all. Just name it.
He remembered the guild’s rule against crafting for outsiders, but this young man
felt different. He looked at Min Húc, assuming he was contemplating what to request. A
sword. Armor. Just like any other player. Suddenly, Min Húc seemed to have an idea. He
stood up, a grin spreading across his face. When frying rice, to ensure the seasonings are evenly
distributed and absorbed, make me a frying pan. His request stunned Hye Min’s father. He asked,
incredulous, You want… cookware. A frying pan. Not a sword, not armor, not a powerful weapon or
item, but a frying pan. Min Húc quickly confirmed, Yes. Hye Min’s father asked again, still
in disbelief, Not something with attack power or restorative abilities, but just a
pan… that helps mix seasonings into food. Min Húc, full of anticipation, replied,
Yes. Seeing this, Hye Min’s father thought, Is he testing my skills. Let’s see how far
he can push this. Wiping sweat from his brow, he said, Think it over. You could ask for so much
more. Are you sure. Hearing this, Min Húc paused, then answered, Yes, that’s it. When frying,
the surface of the food must be crispy, he continued, If it could also have that ability,
it would be amazing. This bizarre request made Hye Min’s father lament, The rice must be evenly
seasoned, and the fried food must be crispy on both sides… Min Húc, beaming, quickly confirmed,
Yes. At this point, Hye Min’s father was utterly defeated. Seeing his expression, Min Húc asked, Is
this request too difficult. I understand, it would be a real headache to make something like that.
He quickly backtracked, No, no, it’s not that, I’ll make it for you, even though I detest such
outlandish requests. Hearing the agreement, Min Húc was ecstatic. Thank you. Thank you so
much for saying you’ll make it for me. Hye Min’s father thought to himself, A frying pan. As a
Descendant of Hephaestus, I feel utterly ashamed. Later, Min Húc visited Ron at the blacksmith
shop. Ron asked, What kind of magic did you use. But Min Húc cheerfully replied, Just
took a stroll while enjoying some delicious food. Grasping Min Húc’s hand, Ron expressed
his gratitude. Truly, thank you so much. The contract issue is mostly resolved, and Hye
Min’s situation… it’s all thanks to you. At that moment, a quest completion notification
appeared: You have completed the quest ‘Resolve Blacksmith Ron’s Worries.’ Ron then
presented him with the promised reward. I’ll give you the reward I promised earlier.
Just the sight of the basket filled with ingredients made Min Húc’s mouth water. It was
a Jeon ingredient set, unmistakable. Before, the thought of Jeon always brought to mind the
anticipation of the New Year holidays. But since his illness, he felt he couldn’t even dream of
eating it. Because back then, his father had told his mother, From this year on, let’s not make
those traditional dishes for the holidays. They’re so high in calories, what if Min Húc sees them.
So, unable to wait until he got home, he asked Ron, Could I cook here.
Ron smiled kindly and replied, Of course. Wipe your drool first. With permission
granted, Min Húc immediately started cooking. A while later, he finally finished. The
aroma that wafted up was divine. It was truly delicious. As Ron reached for a
piece, Min Húc stopped him. Uncle Ron, he pleaded, could you scold me a little. I
really want to feel the holiday spirit. He looked at Ron with a yearning expression.
Ron responded, You’re a strange one, kid. Min Húc, have you found a job yet. Rumi
next door landed a position at a great smithy. You should be preparing for something. All you
do is play games all day, what are you doing with your life. Do you even have a girlfriend.
Your job isn’t stable, when are you going to think about marriage. What are you even doing.
Ron’s barrage of reprimands made Min Húc feel fantastic. This was the holiday spirit.
He then took a bite. The moment he bit into the Jeon, the hot oil burst in his mouth,
mingling with the distinct flavors of the ingredients. It was all perfectly blended.
The edges of the Jeon had to be eaten from the outside in to be truly savored.
Next came the fried fish, fried tofu, and fried mushrooms. Eaten plainly, they weren’t
anything special, but coated in batter and fried, they were truly delicious. Among all the Jeon,
the circular ones, despite not having any special seasoning, held a strange allure. He felt a
surge of gratitude for the holiday tradition. Min Húc ate, so moved that tears welled in
his eyes. Delicious, he praised. Hye Min, beside him, chimed in, Delicious food
is the best. Min Húc readily agreed, You’re right, delicious food is the best.
Ron, standing before them, mumbled sheepishly, I know that. Seeing this, Min Húc gestured
towards the food and asked, Uncle Ron, would you like some Jeon. Ron quickly
accepted. Of course. You made it so well. In that case, Min Húc began, I’d like to learn
blacksmithing from you too. Hearing this, Ron immediately retorted with mock annoyance,
I have to make a living, you know. Knowing he wouldn’t agree easily, Min Húc turned to
Hye Min. Come on, Hye Min, let’s eat. Isn’t it good. The little girl smiled. It’s delicious.
Seeing the two of them enjoying the food so much, Ron finally relented. Alright, alright, I’ll teach
you. Hearing this, Min Húc immediately turned back, Really. Ron confirmed quickly, Yes, now
give me another piece. After finishing their meal, they joked around cheerfully. Ron, seemingly
still savoring the Jeon, picked at his teeth. Min Húc turned to tease the little girl. Hye Min
likes kimchi fried rice, and she likes this too, right. Little Hye Min, feigning anger, pointed
at him. So what. You ate all my chocolate. Min Húc stammered, No, it’s just… I saw you
enjoying it so much. Was your chocolate good. Min Húc’s mouth watered as he spoke. Delicious,
very delicious. Seeing his enthusiasm, Ron asked, Kid, you like chocolate too.
In the Varas Kingdom, there’s a legend, Ron began, about a tree that produces chocolate.
No matter how much you eat, it keeps producing more. Min Húc’s eyes lit up. A chocolate tree.
Ron continued, That’s right. No matter how much chocolate you eat, more grows on the tree the
next day. So, if you mine at the Bretri Mine, sometimes you even find chocolate mixed in
with the ore. He turned to see the two children bickering and called out, Hey, are you listening.
What’s more, he added, those fruits have mysterious powers. They say if a sick
person eats them, they’ll recover and gain incredible energy. I know a miner at the
Bretri Mine named Reton. Want to try meeting him. Min Húc eagerly replied, Of course.
As soon as he accepted the offer, a quest notification popped up: Confirm the legend of
the chocolate tree with the miner Reton. Hye Min, putting on a serious face, looked directly
into Min Húc’s eyes. If you find any chocolate, you’ll bring some back to the smithy and share it
with me, right. Min Húc smiled gently. Of course. In return, you have to eat more. In the corner of
a small tavern, two men conversed in hushed tones. One was a blue-haired man, the
other cloaked from head to toe, only his mouth visible. About the mission, what
have you heard. He continued, Ah, before that, I think we need to sabotage the mission. The
cloaked figure continued, Don’t let the guild members know who the requester is. Bronni replied,
Guild members have to know the mission details. What exactly do you need help with.
The mysterious figure answered, What I want you to help me with is, in three
days, we’ll be taking over the Bretri Mine. Bronni was taken aback. Taking over. You
mean killing the kingdom’s soldiers and seizing the mine for ourselves. We’ll
enter the mine and cut off the kingdom’s communication. We’ll also need to take care
of the monsters that spill out from the mine. The monsters in the mine…
I hear they’re very strong, difficult to subdue. If that’s the case, will
the miners also lose their lives in the process. The mysterious figure gave a sinister laugh.
Indeed. Kill them all. With that said, Bronni departed, leaving the
mysterious figure alone to drink. He lifted his glass and drained it in
one gulp, recalling Bronni’s earlier question. What are you trying to achieve that
requires such measures. That, I cannot say. He slammed his beer mug down on the
table. The secret door within the chocolate mine. I’m so fortunate to have
obtained the key. Damn the Varas Kingdom. If they knew the truth about me possessing
this key, they would immediately tighten their control and protection of the mine. That’s
precisely why I must exploit the Haoden guild to escape. Using the materials behind the secret
door. Only three people are capable of crafting a legendary item. The first is Kashas,
currently residing in the dwarven lands, followed by the one who created the
Dragon Sword, who remains missing. He clenched his fists, seemingly consumed
by rage. Now, with no one searching, this is my chance. It has to be now or never.
With those materials, I can create a legendary item even more powerful than the Dragon Sword.
At that thought, he burst into laughter. Those around him stared as if he were a madman.
He appeared to be drunk. Min Húc, guided by the kind blacksmith Ron, arrived at the Bretri
Mine, where he met Ron’s friend, the miner Reton. Reton said, This needs a bit of fixing. Min
Húc asked doubtfully, Is it even usable in this condition. Reton replied, I was about
to throw it away, it’s so rusted and worn. Reton pointed into the distance and told Min Húc,
You can go over to that workbench and fix it. Min Húc respectfully replied, Yes, sir, and quickly
ran over. Reton watched him and thought, For a beginner, having them fix something like that is
best. Even if they break it, it doesn’t matter. Watching Min Húc diligently work, Reton mused,
If you give equipment to a novice blacksmith, no matter how good it is, it’ll break if
hammered like that. The damaged parts of the pickaxe suddenly began to glow. I’m certain
the glowing parts are the areas that need repair. Whenever a skill related to craftsmanship
is used, it manifests like this. I’m sure of this because it’s exactly the same as
when I learned to bandage wounds. A thought suddenly struck him. If he keeps hammering at
that spot, he might actually do a good job. Min Húc focused on the glowing point, raised his
hammer high, and struck down with determination, repeating the process over and over.
Reton, standing at a distance, stroked his chin and marveled, Well, well, this
lad. Hasn’t he only been learning for a day. How can every movement be so precise. Min
Húc’s every action left him wide-eyed with astonishment. In disbelief, Reton rubbed his
eyes several times. Am I seeing things. While he rubbed his eyes, Min Húc finished.
He breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. Holding up the pickaxe he had just repaired,
he asked, Is this alright, sir. Reton said, Let me see. Min Húc quickly handed it to him.
Reton took it, utterly surprised. How is this possible. It’s truly gleaming, Could it be that
you’ve repaired it to its best possible condition. Min Húc scratched his head bashfully. Ah,
you could tell. Reton couldn’t help but exclaim, This is a skill that even seasoned
blacksmiths don’t easily acquire, young man. You truly have a talent for blacksmithing.
Item repaired: It will not break, mining efficiency increased. Min Húc beamed. Really.
Truly. Reton, the miner, chuckled. You did a great job, lad. You’ve got a real knack for this.
The other miners, curiosity piqued, crowded around, amazed by Min Húc’s handiwork. Perhaps
he managed it because of his increased dexterity, one thought. After examining the repaired pickaxe,
they surged forward. Did you really fix this. What. Do you want a job at the smithy. Could you
fix my shovel. And mine too. Their voices rose, creating a clamor like a bustling marketplace.
Min Húc instinctively raised his hands to hold back the eager crowd. Uh, sure. Just give them
to me. A towering miner boomed with laughter. Well then, thank you kindly. The hushed
murmurs continued around them. How could he do such a good job on his first try.
We need to keep a close eye on this kid. Back at Ron’s smithy, Hye Min’s father
rested after a hard day’s work. He thought of his young daughter, Hye Min, how
she’d been too weak to eat when she was ill, and how she was now finishing all her meals
at the hospital. His heart swelled with joy. All his previous worries melted away as
his daughter grew stronger each day. It was all thanks to Min Húc. He made a silent
vow. If that young man ever needed help, he would give it without hesitation. A
tremor of doubt ran through him. But. but. He suddenly shot to his feet and shouted, Why
a frying pan. Was crafting something like the Dragon Sword just a dream. He picked up
the frying pan, staring at it in a daze. He set it back down. Although
it was nearing completion, something still felt… missing. Hye Min’s father
propped his chin on his hand, lost in thought. Adding special ingredients to fulfill Min Húc’s
wish. I’ve already added plenty of fire-attribute materials. But it needs more than just fire.
If only I could use more diverse attribute materials. He remained standing there, his
expression pensive. A material encompassing all attributes. I seem to have heard of
such a thing, but where could I find it. The Bretri Mine shimmered under the blazing
sun. The veteran miners marveled at the tools Min Húc had polished to a gleaming
shine. Wow, you’re really good at this. Min Húc stood there, scratching his
head and laughing. It was nothing, really. Just a few repairs. The crowd buzzed
with excitement. You fixed them perfectly. Mining Team Five has a real talent on its hands.
Min Húc looked around. By the way, Mr. Reton, I was meaning to ask. Have you ever heard of
a chocolate tree. Reton’s face fell, and he paused for a moment before answering. Are you
talking about the legend of the chocolate tree. It’s just a legend. With that, he abruptly
turned and walked away. Min Húc didn’t press further, simply murmuring, I see.
If Reton says so, then he probably doesn’t know anything. Now, where am I supposed to find this
chocolate tree. A thought suddenly struck him. Oh, right. I have a skill for this. He activated the
skill, and the system window appeared. Material Search Skill: Please specify the material you
wish to find. Uses remaining: One out of three. Min Húc spoke aloud. I’m setting the buff to
‘Resurrection of the Dead’. Searching. Searching for material. Search successful. A map appeared,
marked with a red dot. Min Húc gasped. What. It even shows a map. And it’s right nearby. A voice
called from the mine entrance. Attention everyone. The monsters inside have been cleared out.
Reton, nearby, turned to Min Húc. Newbie, hurry up. Once you’re done tidying up,
come over here. Yes, sir. Min Húc replied. Everyone headed into the mine together. Reton,
leading the way, said, This should be enough. Hey, Lu Wan, you go with the
newbie. Show him the ropes. Lu Wan waved to Min Húc. Over here, Min Húc.
The two of them began to swing their pickaxes. Just do as I do, Lu Wan instructed. You might not
find any minerals at first, but after a few hours, you’ll see plenty. Focus. he added. Min Húc
replied, a little embarrassed, Right, thanks. Lu Wan muttered to himself, Why would someone
like him come here to learn this kind of thing. It’s hard work, and the pay isn’t great. Min
Húc unearthed something and held it up for his colleague to see. Look. I found a mineral.
Lu Wan glanced over. Huh. That’s not a mineral. It’s chocolate. Chocolate. Min Húc’s mouth began
to water. Lu Wan continued, Around this mine, chocolate is often mixed in with the minerals.
He grumbled, I don’t know why. This system makes no sense. I guess it’s meant to be sold to
cooks. Oblivious to Lu Wan’s complaints, Min Húc continued to stare in wonder at the
chocolate bar in his hand. So Ron was telling the truth, he mused. If that’s the case, then. Lost
in thought, he didn’t notice Lu Wan yawning and wandering off, leaving behind a parting comment:
That’s not a mineral, just chocolate. Keep at it. Moving to a different spot, Lu Wan sighed.
Two hours and only forty pieces. You really need to improve your mining skills here.
A sudden commotion from the area where Min Húc had been instructed earlier caught
Lu Wan’s attention. He followed the sound. What’s going on. Arriving at the scene, he
found his fellow miners gathered in a circle. One of them spoke up. Wow, Lu Wan, that newbie
is really working hard. Lu Wan replied, Oh, him. Hearing a familiar voice, Min Húc
poked his head out from the crowd. Oh, Lu Wan. he said with a bright smile. Lu Wan
asked, Min Húc, how did you dig up so much. Min Húc replied, Thanks to you. Lu Wan asked
incredulously, Thanks to me. The young man excitedly called him over. Look.
Min Húc proudly displayed a pile of chocolate to Lu Wan. Look how much I
dug up. Lu Wan exclaimed in frustration, That. I told you that wasn’t mineral. Why did
you dig up so much chocolate. Min Húc flinched, finally understanding. Oh, the minerals. I
piled them all up over there. He pointed to a corner. Following his gesture, Lu Wan saw a
surprisingly large pile of minerals. Everyone present was astonished by this display.
Lu Wan, stunned, stammered, How. how is there so much. I’m so lucky. Min Húc was
right. Really lucky. Too much. Scratching his head, Lu Wan stared at the pile of
minerals, thinking, How did he do that. Then he noticed something that made him
gasp— Kang Min Húc’s bloodied hands. Seeing Lu Wan staring at his hands
with concern, he cheerfully replied, It’s nothing. Just a few scrapes. Lu
Wan was aghast. What. You need to rest. Min Húc replied innocently, Even so, I want
to dig a little more. Lu Wan yelled, I know, but it’ll hurt. Min Húc, still smiling, turned
to him and said, I just need to bandage them up. Lu Wan shook his head, wondering why Min
Húc was pushing himself so hard. Mining isn’t even his main job. What’s he getting out
of this. Don’t tell me it’s for the chocolate. The more he thought about it, the more he
sweated. The surrounding miners began to murmur amongst themselves. Hey, even the newbie
is working this hard. How can we rest. Let’s get digging. Yeah, we can’t lose to him.
Everyone raised their hands in a cheer. There’s a famous line from a movie— Life is
like a box of chocolates. Min Húc realized that. But it wasn’t a line that could move him.
He continuously wiped the sweat from his brow, because, until now, his box of chocolates
had always been empty. He remembered the loneliest moments, battling his binge eating
disorder and his overweight body, all alone. But things were different now. Whether
the chocolate was dark or sweet, the flavor didn’t matter. Min Húc unearthed
a piece of chocolate and held it in his hand. His eyes glistened with tears. Because it
represented something vital in his life. Reton watched Min Húc digging, equally astonished.
He was speechless, stunned by the sight. A nearby blacksmith, observing the scene, clicked his
tongue in admiration. That lad’s quite skilled. It’s the first time I’ve seen a newbie dig up
this much. Min Húc sat cross-legged, obediently letting them pat his head. A younger blacksmith
chimed in, Indeed. He’s incredibly hardworking. He doesn’t even respond when called. And his tools
are meticulously repaired. He’s unearthed more than we usually do in a day. Min Húc responded
with a cheerful humility, It’s nothing, really. Reton, also pleased, watched him with folded arms.
I must say, he began, mining and repairing tools as well, you’ve truly been a great help to us.
Young man, come here for a moment. Min Húc approached him, asking anxiously, Is something the
matter. Reton, with a worried expression, said, Ah, come sit down. About earlier, I told a lie.
Min Húc was confused. Reton continued, The Chocolate Tree truly exists. Hearing
these words, Min Húc’s eyes widened. That ingredient. so there really is a Chocolate
Tree. But why are you telling me this now. Reton anxiously twiddled his thumbs.
Seeing Min Húc’s silence, he continued, If word got out that it actually exists, it could
cause trouble, so I wanted to keep it a secret. But you don’t seem like the type to cause
problems or threaten the mine. So, I called you over to apologize. I’m sorry for lying.
A system notification appeared. Secret Quest: You have earned the title ‘True Chocolate
Lover.’ Every time you mine a special mineral, you will receive a special type of chocolate.
Min Húc was utterly astonished. A secret quest. This is amazing. I can even get special
chocolate. Just the thought made him happy, his mouth watering. Reton continued, It would be
wonderful if you could reach the Chocolate Tree, but. he hesitated, unfortunately, there’s a saying
in the legend. Only those who possess the key can open the path leading to the Chocolate Tree.
Min Húc asked seriously, So I’ll never be able to reach it. Reton replied disappointedly,
As far as I know, that’s correct. Because you don’t have the key. Min Húc accepted this
with a wistful smile. I see. That’s a shame. But being able to eat special chocolate,
working hard, and even leveling up. who knows, maybe one day. Because nothing is
impossible in this world. Right. Reton breathed a sigh of relief. Indeed.
The sound of echoing footsteps filled the space, but strangely, no one was there.
Is this the final area. So it’s Bronni sneaking around. Quickly investigate the forces here. The
invisibility potion only lasts for 30 minutes. An NPC and a player. He accidentally
made a noise, momentarily panicking. Both Min Húc and Reton heard it and turned their
heads towards the sound. Reton asked, What is it. What are you looking at. Min Húc replied, Nothing.
I thought I heard something. Perhaps you misheard. Bronni looked down at his feet, gritting his
teeth in frustration. What the. Tinfoil. Who eats mineral chocolate like that.
Min Húc continued, That’s strange. I definitely heard something. Reton brushed
the matter aside, changing the subject. But why did you come to help work in the mine.
Isn’t your main profession a chef. I’m very curious about the Chocolate Tree. Besides, being
able to help everyone is a good thing, isn’t it. Reton replied, Usually, newbies train
in combat to increase their strength. Min Húc smiled. Mm. For those people, that’s
what they find interesting and fun. For me, simply put, just being able to eat delicious
food makes me happy. I see. I understand your motivation now. Bronni, having overheard the
entire conversation, wore a sinister smile. Good. The mine is staffed with about thirty
people, and there are only two players here, neither of whom are capable of direct
combat. Typically, low-level NPCs don’t have strong combat abilities. The presence of
players is the biggest variable. This time, everything seems to be going too smoothly.
Alright, now I just need to prepare to head out. With that, he stepped forward,
accidentally bumping into Min Húc’s pile of ore, sending it tumbling down.
Min Húc, caught off guard, could only sit still. Seeing this, Reton
immediately rushed to his side. Dangerous. The falling rocks worried Reton greatly.
He quickly approached and asked, Are you alright. Yes, if I had been crushed underneath,
I would have been flattened. Thankfully, I’m not injured. That wasn’t the sound of
rocks. If it wasn’t rocks, then what was it. Min Húc looked around, making the invisible figure
exceptionally cautious. Outside, someone asked, Are you ready. Yes, currently heading towards the
mining area. The guild members’ preparations are complete. When I give the signal, begin moving.
Hearing this, Bronni immediately replied, Understood. Then, Calde used the legendary key
to open the path leading to the legend. Monsters will appear, so be careful in the cave.
The other miners, finding this puzzling, voiced their confusion. He’s been working
with that pickaxe for days now. Why is he so diligent. Throughout the past few days, Min
Húc had been mining solely to find special chocolate. The results of his chocolate-seeking
endeavor: within the iron ore was dark chocolate. Within the silver ore was milk chocolate. If I
find other ores, who knows, there might be even tastier kinds. A moment later, he unearthed gold.
The system announced: You have obtained gold ore that can be converted into special chocolate.
Seeing Min Húc unearth gold, Lu Wan said to him, You dug up gold. That’s expensive. Selling one
piece gets you more than other types of ore. Before he could finish his sentence, Min Húc
popped the gold into his mouth to taste it. The first bite was the sweetness of chocolate,
and as he chewed, there was a crunchy sensation of nuts inside. This is also chocolate.
Chocolate really goes well with anything. I want to eat it all. Seeing
Min Húc eat gold like that, Lu Wan asked in astonishment, What are you doing.
Min Húc replied with an innocent smile, I saw the notification saying it could be
turned into chocolate. But how can you eat that. Compared to inedible gold, isn’t chocolate
better. Min Húc looked at the system and realized… You have obtained the title: True Chocolate
Miner. You have received 30 million gold. Seeing this, Min Húc asked, How much is a piece
of gold worth. Hearing him ask about the price, Lu Wan thought for a moment, then said, The price.
Recently, it’s been around 5 million per piece. This price made Min Húc exclaim with delight, Not
bad profits indeed. This outburst caused Lu Wan to yell in exasperation, Min Húc, are you loaded. Do
you own shares in this place or something. Just then, Reton spoke with a gloomy expression, Those
damned soldiers… Knowing what was troubling him, Lu Wan asked, What’s wrong. Has the aid
been delayed again. Reton replied sadly, Yes. They know our Mine Number 5 has been doing
well lately. They still resent us being here. Varas’s soldiers have always been like that.
I’m sorry, Min Húc. Hearing this, Lu Wan also felt it was true; recently, thanks to Min Húc,
their mining output had increased significantly. Without aid, will he still continue working
here. There’s nothing else we can do. Let’s start today’s work. They were mining when
suddenly, a howl echoed from behind them. Everyone turned around to find a pack of
wolves nearby. This bewildered Reton. Why are there wolves here. They aren’t monsters
that appear in this area. So he called out, Are you alright. What happened suddenly.
Seeing the wolves, Lu Wan became very worried, because even with combat skills, they
couldn’t fight them. Min Húc was just a crafter. Fighting would only waste mining
materials. The best solution was really to log out himself. So Lu Wan immediately stood up
and turned to Min Húc. Quickly, run away with the others. However, despite what he said,
Min Húc didn’t follow his instructions and remained still. By now, the pack of wolves had
quickly advanced in front of the two of them. Min Húc immediately raised his pickaxe
and with one swing, defeated a wolf, but immediately afterward, the entire
pack lunged at him. Seeing this, he used a flying sword to deal with them all at once.
This scene astonished Lu Wan, because Min Húc had clearly stated he was a chef. Suddenly, Min
Húc shouted, I almost missed it. This made Lu Wan ask in confusion, Huh. What.
Min Húc pointed at the ore and said, This new type of mineral. Sure enough, a
notification popped up again. What kind of chocolate will it be this time. Will it be smooth
white chocolate or refreshing mint chocolate. Seeing him look up and smile, Lu Wan hurriedly
reminded him, Min Húc, now’s not the time for that. Get out of here. Outside the mine,
Bronni said triumphantly, The rest inside must have been killed by the monsters. Block
the mine entrance. Suddenly, a voice rang out, Wait. Don’t close it. Everyone hasn’t come out
yet. This greatly surprised Bronni. Why aren’t they dead yet. How could they still be alive and
coming out. So Lars of the Haoden guild stepped to the mine entrance, blocking their way, making
everyone extremely worried, unsure of what to do. Only Min Húc found it amusing and said, Are you
an elementary school student. What. Lars stared at him blankly. Min Húc replied, You know,
bullying others and then taking their place. At this, Lars became furious. Are you calling
me an elementary school kid who steals spots. You bastard. As he prepared to strike Min Húc,
a glass wall suddenly materialized, stopping him in his tracks and surprising everyone present.
Outside, Lars pounded furiously on the glass, fuming, Argh. Why didn’t anyone mention this thing
earlier. Another voice offered an explanation, It’s there for the kingdom’s soldiers to
deal with monsters in the mine. It’s a barrier to prevent them from escaping. Lars,
frustrated at being unable to land a blow on Min Húc, seethed. But if that hidden door opens
and the monsters get out, you won’t be able to handle them alone. I’ll watch you die.
Those inside shared the same thought, but Min Húc simply smiled calmly and said, I’ll
tell my sister. Hearing him mention his sister, they burst into laughter. Calling your
sister. Oh, how terrifying. What’s your sister going to do. Is she the top-ranked
player or something. Min Húc looked at Lars silently. Are you looking down on my sister now.
Lars pointed a finger at Min Húc’s forehead, unafraid. I don’t care if you call
her or not. Min Húc warned him, You’ll regret this. Lars ignored him. Oh
really. The red mark on Min Húc’s hand glowed. Lars turned to his companions. Guys, I’m
so scared. Before his sister gets here, let’s destroy this place. His companions
replied in unison, Let’s do it. Lu Wan asked Min Húc anxiously, What are you going to
do now. Can your sister really handle this. Min Húc said loudly, Let’s eat first. Seeing
him thinking about cooking in this situation, Lu Wan was stunned. Eat in this situation.
Min Húc persuaded him, We need to eat to have strength. Help me cut the vegetables, I’ll cook.
He tossed the ingredients to Lu Wan. Looking at the ingredients, all of which offered
buffs, Lu Wan suddenly understood. So, eating these is for fighting. You really are
a true chef. A while later, Min Húc finished making fried rice. Upon its completion,
everyone who saw the food he made started to salivate. Indeed, no matter the situation,
hunger always prevails. Min Húc brought a plate of rice in front of them and said, Here, eat
quickly. You’ll have strength after eating. Lu Wan hesitated. But what about the monsters. Min
Húc immediately reassured them, Don’t worry, when I’m eating, not even a dog dares to come near.
Reton also accepted a plate of rice from Min Húc, bewildered. Lu Wan picked up a
spoon and urged the others, Eat quickly and then deal with them. Everyone took a bite,
and expressions of satisfaction spread across their faces. Delicious. So good.
Everyone exclaimed with delight, This is truly the best fried rice I’ve ever had.
What’s in this. I feel stronger after eating it. What did you put in it. Min Húc called out, Next.
One of the team members said to the person next to him, Even if monsters come now,
I can fight immediately. The other person agreed. Hey, watch your words.
As everyone was enjoying their meal, a growl echoed, Grrr. Everyone pretty much
guessed where the sound came from. Outside, Bronni was trying to break the glass. Damn
it, this door isn’t even scratched. Is the button inside the only way to open it.
A moment later, another person ran up. Why hasn’t it moved. The door is about to close.
Bronni turned to the newcomer, exasperated. Ugh, just wait a little longer. Aren’t you the
one who researched the mine’s information. Just then, another person ran up to him,
panting. Guild Leader Bronni. Bronni, annoyed by the interruption, snapped, What is
it. Why are you so frantic. He turned back, scowling at his subordinate. Are you trying
to annoy me. he roared in frustration. Spit it out. The newcomer hurriedly tried to stop the
argument. This isn’t the time, Guild Leader. Bronni snapped, What is it. But as he turned,
he saw Elle standing before him. Seeing her, Bronni was taken aback. Elle. What is
she doing here. Elle looked around and then noticed the person behind Bronni. She
used magic to pull him towards her. You, she said, you’re the mastermind behind
all this. Seeing his face clearly, everyone was surprised. Isn’t that Calde.
It’s him, the rank two blacksmith, Calde. Suddenly, a voice called out from behind them.
Ah, you came early. Min Húc ran happily towards Elle. Seeing him safe, she breathed a sigh of
relief and smiled. My little brother called, so of course I had to come right away.
Calde, hearing how they addressed each other, was utterly shocked. Little brother. Min Húc
cheerfully raised his hand. You’re the best, sis. Elle, ignoring Calde, released him and walked
over to Min Húc. I’m glad you still remember the seal, she said. Min Húc replied brightly, Of
course. How could I forget my promise to you. Lu Wan, seeing their close relationship, hurriedly
snapped a picture. Sister and little brother. And a seal. This is hot news. I have to capture
this. Min Húc said to her, But I have to level up before I can go to the sea, so I’m working
hard. Elle, curious, asked why he was in such a hurry. Why did you call me here so urgently. Was
someone giving you trouble. Elle smiled at him. Hearing this, Min Húc looked away, feigning
nonchalance. Ah, it’s like this… Calde, seeing his gaze, immediately sensed something was wrong.
He leaned in close to Elle’s ear and recounted everything that had happened. Well, speaking of
the bad things Calde has done, he whispered, he seized the mine without caring about the miners’
protests, harmed them, and then dared to bully me. Overhearing this, Calde hurriedly tried to
explain. Ah, it’s not like that. There’s a misunderstanding here. At that moment, the
taunts they had directed at Min Húc earlier were replayed, and Min Húc whistled, looking away.
Hearing the words they had used to mock him, Elle’s face darkened. Oh, is that so.
She ordered their arrest. They tried to flee, but were quickly apprehended.
Elle stood before their leader and asked, So, you initially planned to monopolize the
resources, knowing about the minerals but using the key to open it, correct. Yes, Calde stammered,
trying to plead with Elle. Please spare my life. Forgive me this time, and I will create a treasure
for the Empire, a magnificent legendary item. He thought desperately, If Elle imprisons me, it’ll
be for at least ten years. My character will be deleted. I have to beg. Elle turned to Min Húc.
Min Húc, she asked, what do you want to do. Min Húc, wearing 3D glasses and munching on popcorn,
considered the question. If it’s the key… He finally spoke. Have you used the key
yet. Calde quickly replied, Yes, yes. Min Húc, still chewing his popcorn, asked,
Then can I go in there. Hearing this, Calde hurriedly said, But, but even
so, without a skilled blacksmith, those materials can’t… Min Húc interrupted him.
Then you don’t know, he said. Elle also gave her permission. Hmm, if you want to do that, go ahead.
Min Húc cheered. Whoa. Calde stared at them in astonishment. Suddenly, Min Húc remembered
something and called out to Elle, Oh, Sis. She responded quizzically, Hmm.
Pointing at the group, he said, We can’t just let these bad guys go. Elle
smiled, understanding his meaning. Hee hee, leave it to me. Min Húc then stepped into an
area filled with trees and flowers. The system notification popped up: You have entered
the legendary land. Time limit: one hour. Everything around him was chocolate.
His eyes sparkled as he looked at the chocolate surrounding him. So this is it,
he murmured, the legendary Chocolate Tree. I’m not sure if this is thanks to the key or not.
He quickly snapped himself back to attention. Now’s not the time. I only have an hour.
He touched the tree and used his harvesting skill. The system announced: You have received the
legendary item White Chocolate. Classification: Ingredient – Effect: Medicinal. You have
received the legendary item Dark Chocolate. Classification: Ingredient – Effect: Medicinal.
SS-rank ingredient. You have received the Spirit King Tree Branch. He picked up the branch and
examined it. So this is what he said was a special ingredient with divine properties. The
tree slowly disappeared. The system continued: You have received the Chocolate
Tree. Min Húc gasped in astonishment. The whole tree went straight into my inventory.
The system informed him: You can harvest from your Chocolate Tree every day. Seeing this message,
he thought excitedly, So that means I can eat chocolate every day, as long as I want. This
is amazing. I really have to thank that guy. When I get back, I’ll brag to Reton.
Having completed his main objective, Min Húc turned around excitedly. Now, let’s enjoy
dinner. He rushed towards the piles of chocolate. Comments continuously popped up. This is crazy.
Everyone, whether AI or NPC, is like a real person. I wonder if those players have gone mad.
What will happen to Calde. Someone dig up all the info on Bronni. Dozens of other comments appeared,
and search rankings soared, mainly related to Elle, Elle’s items, the Haoden guild, and Calde.
Lu Wan was watching his own YouTube channel. The views are no joke. he thought. That was the
first time I got that close to Elle. Totally worth it. Calde, a guild leader, doing
something like this. He’ll be penalized and ostracized. Elle might become an enemy of
the Ares guild because of Calde. Why did she have to go that far. Not my problem, anyway.
He then pressed the end button. Looking up at the sky, he wondered if Min Húc was alright.
At Hye Min’s father’s house, Min Húc cheerfully pushed open the door. I’m home. Hye Min’s
father greeted him. Oh, Min Húc, you’re back. Min Húc replied, Yes, it was very interesting.
Her father chuckled. Is that so. It was my first time gathering ingredients, and it felt quite
challenging. Were there a lot of chocolates. At first, there were even more than minerals.
Little Hye Min ran to him, holding out her arms to be picked up. Where’s my chocolate. Min
Húc happily lifted her up and continued. Ah, the chocolate. Min Húc pulled out the
special chocolate blocks from his inventory. Hye Min’s father stared at the pile in surprise.
You got that much chocolate. Min Húc waved his hand dismissively. Not from the mine. I dug it up
somewhere else. Then where did these come from. Her father stammered in astonishment, Min. Min
Húc, isn’t this SS-rank ingredient. He then picked up the Spirit King Tree Branch and asked,
How did you find this. Min Húc replied calmly, It appeared while I was harvesting the chocolate.
Hye Min’s father stared at the small white branch in his hand, a cold sweat breaking out. This
ingredient. if you’re not a skilled blacksmith, you can’t use it, and you can’t sell it either.
Ah, I’ve heard of this before. I wonder if I can use this to fulfill Min Húc’s request.
Min Húc said cheerfully, Yes, please. If so, thank you very much. Alright, maybe I can make something
with this ingredient. With Min Húc’s agreement, Hye Min’s father became very enthusiastic,
brimming with excitement for the task. Well then, I’ll get back to work. He said, then disappeared.
Little Hye Min approached the table to examine the things Min Húc brought back. Is all of this
chocolate. Can I eat some. Seeing her excitement, Min Húc said he would make her some delicious
treats. Is there an oven here. Hye Min replied, Yes, there’s one in the kitchen. Then,
the two of them, with hearts full of culinary passion, went into the kitchen and laid
out their cooking utensils. Min Húc held a whisk, Hye Min held a mixer, both ready to begin. She
looked up and asked, What is it. Are you making a cake. He winked at Hye Min. Something like
that. First, they chopped the chocolate and butter into small pieces and melted them,
then added cocoa powder and flour. Min Húc stood mixing the wet ingredients,
while Hye Min carefully sifted the flour and poured it into a large bowl. They
mixed the melted chocolate with the eggs. Then, they combined it with the flour until no
dry patches remained. Hye Min watched intently, seemingly captivated by the process.
Next, they preheated the oven, placed the mixture inside, and waited for it
to bake. After a while, the cake was done. Min Húc, wearing oven mitts, took it out,
cut it into small squares, and decorated each piece with a dollop of whipped cream. Finally
finished, they brought the brownies to the table, along with two glasses of something to drink. Each
holding a fork, they said in unison, Thanks for the meal. Although it had been out of the oven for
a bit, the crust of the brownies was still warm. The melting cream softened the brownies
even more. Inside, the brownie was soft and chewy. With each bite, the rich aroma of
chocolate filled their mouths. Min Húc picked up his glass from the table and took a sip.
The coffee perfectly balanced the sweetness of the brownie. Speaking of dessert, milk was
a must-have. Little Hye Min smiled and said, Thank you, Brother Heo, for showing
me that eating isn’t suffering. Even in the hospital, this chocolate is delicious.
Min Húc was pleased to see her happy and chuckled softly. Thank me for what. I didn’t do anything.
Food is the best. Hye Min’s father rushed in, slightly out of breath. Min Húc. Min Húc
turned and asked, Ah, yes, what is it. Holding a frying pan, her father said, I.
I’ve finished it. I’ve finished the pan as you requested. A piece of equipment with multiple
functions, it was a complete success. Min Húc took the gleaming pan, his face alight with excitement.
But it doesn’t have the option you mentioned. Skill: Eagle’s Cry. The Great Steadfast Pan, The
Legendary Pan of Hepas. Durability: Infinite, Restrictions: Strength 300, Agility 300,
Dexterity 300. Aside from the stat values, everything else is normal. Try cooking with
it, her father suggested, a little bewildered. Min Húc asked excitedly, Can I really. Awesome. Do
you have any ingredients I could use. Of course, of course I do. Put the pan here. Min
Húc and Hye Min’s father began to cook. He opened his inventory, slowly selecting
ingredients as if he were shopping at a market. Should I fry something or make fried rice.
Hye Min’s father, seeing his enormous stockpile, was speechless. You have this many ingredients.
Min Húc was still considering his options: I’ve already had the brownies, now it’s time for
some meat. He tapped his selection, and the chosen cut of meat instantly appeared before his eyes.
First, he put it in the pan and stir-fried it, then added the vegetables and stir-fried
them until cooked, finally seasoning it, and a plate of stir-fried meat was
complete. Min Húc looked at the fragrant dish in front of him, his mouth watering.
Hye Min’s father, confident in his creation, said, If you fry something, it will also
be very crispy. Thanks to your ingredients, I was able to complete it. It has multiple
functions; if you use the water function, it can automatically wash dishes. And because it
has been optimized, even though it’s a frying pan, it still has combat options. That’s
nothing, really. Min Húc held the pan, his eyes crinkling with a smile. I’m
very, very satisfied. Thank you, sir. Elle’s knife has been connected. Hye Min’s father
looked at his daughter and said, Ah, one more thing. Now that Hye Min’s treatment is over, the
connection seems to be weakening. I also have to take care of Hye Min, so I’ll be busier. Min Húc
replied, The treatment is over. That’s fortunate. Her father patted Hye Min’s head and continued,
It’s all thanks to Min Húc. I just ate a meal with her. It’s Hye Min who should be grateful.
Can we be friends. Min Húc immediately agreed without hesitation. Of course, sir. Hye Min’s
father looked at him with grateful eyes. Then Min Húc, thank you very much. At Hye Min’s
father’s workplace, while he was working diligently, someone suddenly called him. He
looked up and saw it was the Guild Leader. She waved to him, walked in, and
asked, Have you finished the gift. Yes, thank you very much for allowing me to craft
the weapon. The Guild Leader leaned against the table, smiling. You’re welcome. Speaking of
which, how about that sturdy pan. Hye Min’s father chuckled. Moreover, he’s the one who helped
Hye Min. We all help each other to live. Besides, I keep thinking he resembles someone.
He looks a lot like the Guild Leader. The Guild Leader leaned in, listening
intently, and smiled. Like me. Yes, I can see that. The Guild Leader rested her
chin on her hand, a thoughtful expression on her face. Hmm, I’d like to meet him too.
Min Húc was diligently practicing using the pan. He accidentally enlarged it, so large that
he could fit inside. It’s too big. The Legendary Pan of Hepas. Restrictions: Strength 300,
Agility 300, Dexterity 300. Special Abilities: All stats increased by 15%. Magic evasion
increased by 100, magic evasion effect doubled. Magic reflection increased by 50%. Soul
evolution power increased by 50%. No need for level five magic skill proficiency. Level two
can use. Has the function of a frying pan, can cook. Skills: Eagle’s Cry, Optimized Frying Pan.
Oh Chang Uk, after looking at the stat sheet on Min Húc’s phone, was utterly astonished.
His jaw dropped. I want this too. This can even use magic. But because of the dexterity
restriction, I can’t use it. Min Húc, are you about to reach level 100. Min Húc confirmed the
truth, replying, Yes. Oh Chang Uk advised him, Based on your reputation, don’t forget to do
the quests for each level. Min Húc, while eating cherry tomatoes, replied, Yes, yes, I know.
Ah, can I start with the specialized job quest. Oh Chang Uk looked at him
affectionately and said, Sure, do as you please. Min Húc excitedly held his phone.
Okay, then. He recalled something from the game, Hye Min’s father had said to him, For you,
Min Húc, it seems using a pan is more suitable than using a sword, is it because your class is
also a chef. Min Húc gave an embarrassed laugh. I’m not a chef. Hye Min’s father looked
surprised. Min Húc pointed at himself and continued, It’s true I can cook,
but if you’re talking about class, I’m a Food God. Hye Min’s father was utterly
astonished. A Food God. I simply thought you were a chef. If you’re a Food God, then… Legend has
it there’s a hidden ranking related to Food Gods. A legend, you say. It’s a story I heard
while researching the Chef’s Tower. It’s something all production class individuals
know. Min Húc was unaware of this. He asked, I’m not familiar with this legend, sir. Hye
Min’s father then began to tell him the legend. Once upon a time, there was a person
who possessed earth-shattering power, reaching the very heavens. This person, because
they loved eating so much… This person was full of adventurous spirit. Despite such power, they
refused the throne offered to them. During their adventures, they made an absurd request to a Black
Dragon. ‘Grill this meat with your dragon fire.’ Or, ‘Get me honey from the flowers grown in the
fairy sanctuary, so I can eat rice cakes dipped in honey.’ Those are just a few of the strange
tales from their adventures. Min Húc didn’t find this fervent passion for food strange; on the
contrary, he was quite interested. His eyes lit up. I wonder if it was delicious. I’d love to
be friends with that person. Hye Min’s father continued the story. And just like you,
upon acquiring the rare amantadium ore, this person requested a Golden Hammer be crafted
as a cooking utensil. Min Húc… Min Húc was stunned after hearing the story. No, in this case, it
should be said that Min Húc resembled that man. Min Húc asked, Are there any more stories,
sir. Is there no other information. Instead of listening to my stories, why don’t you
try visiting the Chef’s Village. You should have said that earlier. Back in reality,
Oh Chang Uk looked at his phone and said, Min Húc, I’m going to meet a friend for
a bit. Min Húc feigned a sulky tone. Your little brother has no friends, so he can only sit
here and eat cherry tomatoes alone. Oh Chang Uk, feeling apologetic, consoled him, I’m sorry.
Or, I could stay. Min Húc, only pretending to be upset, said, Just kidding, go ahead.
He reached the door and, standing there, said, I’ll be back soon. Min Húc sat on
the chair, smiling as he watched Oh Chang Uk’s back recede into the distance.
So enviable. I also used to have things called friends, before I developed
this eating disorder. I always feel sad, it’s hard to meet anyone. I unilaterally
cut off contact with my precious friends. Just by looking at my appearance, the
change is obvious. I felt ashamed, so I ran away. I wonder how everyone is
doing. Suddenly, he remembered something. Min Húc picked up his phone and clicked to
reload his social media. Is the ID correct. As soon as he entered his password,
notifications flooded in. His phone vibrated so intensely he almost dropped it.
What is this. Why so many notifications. He went to his messages. Genie ramen. Messages
of concern appeared one after another. What’s this pig doing. Eating ramen again. How
have you been lately. He recalled fond memories from the past. A girl with long
hair, arms crossed, said, I’m a genie. My ID has been Genie since elementary school.
Min Húc playfully teased, Genie, buy me a hot dog. She retorted sharply, Get lost. The more
messages he read, the more tears welled up in his eyes. Hey, I successfully lost weight. Do you have
a goal. Want to see my results. Don’t want to see. Even if you beg, I won’t send it to you, you nasty
thing. We miss you. Long messages left unanswered. Min Húc laughed and cried with happiness, almost
weekly. It seemed everyone was doing well. Good. A final tear traced a path down his cheek. He read
a message that surprised him. Wiping his tears, he saw the message: The three of us are playing
Athens right now. It would be great if you were playing Athens too. You know my IGN, right. The
code is 41462. Min Húc was stunned. Were the three of them still playing together. Should he contact
them through Athens. He thought for a moment, then abandoned the idea. No. What was
he thinking. Somewhere else in the game… Small monsters lay scattered across the
ground, slain. Why did you catch so many, Genie asked. The girl turned around. It was
the Guild Leader who had visited Hye Min’s house to talk to her father. Genie, the Guild
Leader of Legend. She looked up. You’re here. Talking with her were two guild members, Khan
and Lock. She approached them and asked, So, how did it go. Anyone good. Not as good
as we’d hoped. No one really stood out. Is that so. Healers are rare these days.
Khan continued, It wouldn’t be a problem if Lock had just become a Priest. Why didn’t
you choose Priest, Lock. Lock yelled angrily, You’re so selfish. I’ve told you countless
times I don’t want to be a Priest. Why do you keep pushing me. Khan looked at him with
exasperation. Why are you always whining. Genie looked at the two of them. What about a
Chef. We’re short on those too. I’ve been looking, but haven’t found any. Genie rested her chin on
her hand, thinking. We’re facing a lot of issues. That’s why we’re splitting up and playing
individually. It would be so helpful if we had a Chef. Ting ting, a notification arrived.
Hold on, she said, immediately pulling out her phone. Yes, hello, Roban. Who’s Roban. A new
guild member Genie met while doing a quest. Khan and Lock watched as she listened intently to
the phone. Are you in the leveling phase now. Yes, yes. Your current level. Oh my, you’re doing
incredibly well. Level 300 in a month. Yes, I believe you. Khan and Lock stood behind her,
their faces darkening. The terrifying nightmare is back. Just eating and leveling, huh.
The call ended. At the Hill of Screams, a large crowd had gathered. A red-haired
Hunter, Roban, leaned against the wall, sighing. This place is so frustrating.
He was eavesdropping on a conversation between another Hunter and the gatekeeper. Can’t
solo it. No, you’ll need to find another member and form a party. The Hunter thought to himself,
annoyed. Why did this place insist on parties. He’d have to share experience, the rewards would
be smaller, but he’d be doing all the work. He opened the hidden quest displayed on the
system: Track the Evil Power of the Witch. He really wanted to claim all the rewards for
this quest himself. Where could he find a teammate willing to hand over their share.
Just as he was pondering, a tantalizing aroma drifted past his nose. What is that
smell. He looked towards the source and saw Min Húc frying something. What is that.
A soldier walked over to Min Húc. Don’t eat here. Go somewhere else. Min Húc looked up
at the soldier. Why. Is there a fire ban. No, it’s not that. Honestly, who eats
in front of a dungeon entrance. Min Húc expertly pressed down with a spatula,
then flipped the food with a practiced flick of the wrist. Roban watched from afar, mesmerized.
It’s kimchi pancake, he thought. It smells so good. The more you chew, the more
you taste the kimchi. How long do you have to fry it to get it that crispy.
Roban wiped the drool that trickled down his chin. The tantalizing aroma brought back memories of
rainy days, holding his attention captive. I have to eat kimchi pancakes after logging off today,
he thought, captivated. The soldier beside him, unable to resist any longer, said, I’ll guide
you through the dungeon. Just give me a piece. Min Húc, munching on a pancake, asked
dubiously, But aren’t guards supposed to, well, guard. The soldier scratched his head. Oh, right.
Roban, who had been observing the whole scene, suddenly had an idea. Wait a minute, that player’s
a Chef, and I still haven’t found a party member… Min Húc continued chatting with the soldier.
He smiled and offered a kimchi pancake. So, if I give you a piece of this, could you give
me the duck meat from the reward. Really. Roban thought to himself, He’s definitely a
newbie. Perfect. I’ll take this guy through the dungeon, then convince him to let me have
all the rewards. Min Húc continued teasing the gatekeeper. I don’t have a party. Can I have the
duck meat in advance. You’re asking for too much. Mustering his courage, Roban approached Min
Húc. Min Húc turned to see the red-haired Hunter extending a hand. Team up with me.
Roban puffed out his chest. I’ll take care of everything. You just need to be my
teammate, alright. Why me. Aren’t you also looking for a teammate. Min Húc held his
plate of kimchi pancakes, eyeing Roban with a hint of suspicion. That’s true, but you’re
a bit too enthusiastic. It’s suspicious. Roban was determined to persuade him.
Just come with me. I’ll give you the duck meat from the quest reward. For
a food enthusiast like Min Húc, this offer was irresistible. He shook Roban’s hand.
A notification popped up: Joined Roban’s party. Roban led the way, and Min Húc, after
packing up his pan, followed. Let’s go. The prospect of duck meat seemed to energize
him. Inside the Hill of Screams was a barren landscape of withered, leafless trees.
Their voices echoed in the desolate space. Min Húc, you know about the Legendary tier,
right. Yeah. Roban placed his hands on his hips, boasting confidently. I’m a Legendary tier
Berserker. Even though I just want to be a normal Athens player, I keep ending up
in the high ranks. Ignoring his bragging, Min Húc focused on eating the kimchi pancake in
his hand. Roban continued to prattle on about his achievements. I was high rank in Versailles too.
Do you know how powerful a Berserker is. Uh-huh. Min Húc thought, The more he talks, the
hungrier I get. Roban warned, Be careful. I don’t know what will appear. I’ll handle it.
Min Húc, you just stay back and support me. Min Húc quickly replied, Okay. Suddenly, out of
nowhere, a small fireball flew towards Roban. Min Húc, calmly continuing to eat
his pancake, enlarged his frying pan and intercepted the attack. Roban
stammered in surprise, W-was that… a pan. Min Húc said to Roban, Something just came
at us. Before he could finish, a creature approached. It was a ferocious duck, capable of
shooting fireballs, its wings spread in fury. Min Húc turned to Roban. I’ll take care of
this. He popped the last bit of pancake into his mouth and charged towards the duck,
pan in hand. Roban exclaimed in alarm, Y-you’re going to fight that with a frying
pan. You’re alone. You can’t catch it. But Min Húc didn’t listen, continuing
his charge. Closing in on the duck, he leaped into the air and brought the pan down
on its head with a resounding clang. A large lump immediately swelled on the duck’s head.
Min Húc was surprised. Huh. It’s not dead. Naturally, the duck, now enraged,
flapped its wings and soared above him, spewing three fireballs. Min Húc looked up,
his gaze fixed on the incoming fireballs. Gripping his pan, he waited for the
perfect moment. When it arrived, he enlarged the pan, deflecting all three
fireballs with a single, expertly timed swing. The fireballs, now redirected, hurtled back towards
their source. They struck the duck squarely, sending it plummeting to the ground with a squawk.
Min Húc was overjoyed, a bright smile spreading across his face. Easy peasy. Let’s fight together.
Roban, who had witnessed the entire exchange, stood dumbfounded. What incredible
equipment… Min Húc boasted proudly, This is a gift I received. It’s a good item.
Roban, lost in thought, didn’t seem to hear him. A Chef can fight like that. A normal
pan would have broken by now. What in the world is that thing. He addressed Min Húc.
If you want to go deeper inside, we have to defeat a certain number of monsters. Is that so.
Min Húc’s excitement grew. Can we catch a lot of them at once. Yes. With that, he activated Eagle’s
Cry, boosting the stats of his nearby party members and drawing the attention of the monsters.
Roban stood frozen, caught off guard by this unexpected move. Behind him, hundreds of
footsteps echoed, growing closer. Huh. He turned to see a massive flock of ducks.
They were charging straight towards him. Roban panicked and fled.
Min Húc, however, was delighted. This way, we can take care of them all
at once. Roban, the Hunter, yelled back, You’re insane. And so, the battle began.
System notifications chimed repeatedly: Duck meat acquired. Experience points gained.
After the fight ended, Roban collapsed on the ground, exhausted. I’m dead tired. I can’t
go on. Min Húc, calmly eating a pancake, asked, Really. Roban, exasperated, replied,
What do you mean ‘really’. Aren’t you tired. I’m about to die. Is there some kind
of buff in those pancakes of yours. Min Húc, chewing his pancake, answered,
We haven’t caught enough yet. Roban was indignant. What do you mean ‘not enough’.
Min Húc looked dissatisfied. This amount will be gone as soon as I digest it. What else
will I eat. You’re eating pancakes right now. Min Húc pulled out his pan. But you’re so tired…
He asked, Do you want some food. Min Húc tossed some vegetables to Roban. Here, help
me chop these. He opened his inventory, selected the duck meat, and laid out his cooking
utensils. Alright, now… first, stir-fry the duck meat with just the right amount of seasoning. Once
it’s cooked, add the vegetables, then sprinkle with green onions and sesame seeds. And there
you have it, stir-fried duck with vegetables. Min Húc turned to Roban, holding a plate of food.
Alright, are you done. Roban had also prepared a plate of vegetables, beautifully arranged with
sliced garlic and chopped onions. Min Húc, upon seeing it, immediately praised him. Perfect. You
have a real eye for food. Roban bashfully accepted the compliment. Then, Min Húc handed Roban some
chopsticks, and they began their meal. I have to savor this. The subtly sweet and spicy seasoning
complemented the tender, fragrant duck meat perfectly. With each bite, the rich, delicate
flavor of the duck became more pronounced. From the very first bite, Roban declared
it delicious. Min Húc said cheerfully, Try wrapping the meat and vegetables in a slice
of pickled radish and popping it in your mouth. The refreshing taste of the radish and the
sweetness of the duck meat go so well together. And this is essential, Min Húc said, pulling out
a can of soda and pouring some for his companion. Roban was surprised. I didn’t know they had this
in Athens. Well, when in Rome… He drained his cup, a look of pure satisfaction spreading across
his face. So, feeling better now. Roban thought, a little embarrassed, Just like he said.
This feeling… it’s a first. In Athens, food is just for filling up HP.
So I only brought some jerky and beans. He realized something. Eating with this
guy… it’s not just about filling HP. It’s… fun. Maybe that’s why I feel more energized. That’s
why I only brought some dried meat and beans. Eating with this guy isn’t just about
restoring HP, it’s about creating joy. Maybe that’s why I feel more energized.
Roban turned to Min Húc with a smile. Yeah, I’m completely stuffed. This guy is amazing. Let’s
eat some more, then we’ll continue. Okay. Roban cleared the dishes and asked, How much longer.
Min Húc opened his system interface. Let me see… Looks like we’re all done. Faster than I thought.
The system displayed a Boss Spawning notification. The monster’s stats were 10% higher in the
Hill of Screams. Across the barren landscape, Min Húc wondered, A Boss Monster. Roban,
beside him, explained, It’s an epic-level monster that appears in this area. They walked
forward together. Min Húc, slightly breathless, lagged behind a bit and heard Roban say, Just in
time. Let’s catch it quickly and get out of here. Min Húc said, disappointed, I just finished the
duck meat. But his spirits quickly lifted. Can we catch a few more before we go. Roban offered
a tempting proposition. If we kill the Boss, it drops epic-level equipment.
Min Húc, on the other side, was also extremely persuasive, his eyes
sparkling. However, Roban turned away, saying, Where is this boss, anyway. He added, It’s
a giant duck, so there should be a lot of meat. Min Húc’s eyes lit up with excitement. Holding his
pan in one hand and clapping Roban on the shoulder with the other, he declared, Catching a Giant
Duck has always been my dream. At the Ares guild, the Guild Leader sat at his desk, dejectedly
reading through a stack of applications. He sighed in frustration. This idiot. He began to
think. Since Calde declared independent action, unrelated to the guild… I hope things
will settle down soon. Right now, the important thing isn’t that idiot.
The Legend guild is preparing to take over a manor. Are they finally ready to reveal
themselves. I heard they were once the unofficial top rankers of Versailles. It would be very
beneficial if we could defeat them. Just as he was lost in thought, his secretary entered the room.
Mr. Ares, these are the documents you requested. The secretary pointed to a photograph. Do you
remember this Berserker player. It’s that crazy Hunter, Roban. I’m confirming information that he
joined the Legend guild after opening his account. Ares carefully examined the documents.
When he saw Min Húc’s picture, he asked, Who is this. The secretary explained, Like
in Versailles, to enter a dungeon, you have to form a party. This is probably a new player
he brought along. Ares continued to question, Location. The secretary replied, Hill of Screams.
Have you contacted the attack team yet. Yes, sir. Ares stroked his chin, a cold smile playing on
his lips. Focus on the Hill of Screams. We’ll turn that place into our spy base. The secretary
stammered, suddenly apprehensive. B-but… how is that possible. Ares remained calm. Don’t
underestimate the value of players. This will be very useful for monitoring the Legend guild’s
movements. The secretary remained doubtful. But hasn’t he been with the Legend guild for
a long time. If it’s someone like Roban, it seems like it will be difficult. Ares
stubbornly held to his opinion, ordering, Offer him gold, items, hunting grounds – invest
heavily. No matter what, we must lure him here. The secretary broke out in a cold sweat upon
hearing this. What if we offer these conditions and Roban still refuses. A dangerous look flashed
across Ares’s face, and he said in a low voice, Then execute him. Meanwhile, in the game,
Roban and Min Húc were sprinting through a sea of flames. Roban suddenly stopped,
pulling Min Húc back as he looked in a certain direction. I think it’s over there.
Min Húc followed his gaze, seeing a group of people screaming and fleeing
through the fiery landscape ahead. Behind them, a gigantic golden duck spewed flames.
It was the Boss Monster, the Golden Duck King. At that moment, a young man stepped forward and
shouted, Everyone, fall back. I’ll deal with it. With that, he swung his sword at
the Duck King. Enraged, the duck unleashed a torrent of fire, incinerating
the young man and sending him crashing to the ground. The surrounding players
scattered in terror. Roban turned to Min Húc. Be careful. Don’t just rush in, you hear.
But Min Húc was staring intently at the Golden Duck King, drool trickling down his chin. He
licked his lips. Delicious. Roban groaned. This guy… This isn’t the time to be drooling.
It turned out Min Húc’s stomach was rumbling, and the sight of the Boss only made his
mouth water more. He gulped repeatedly, closing his eyes as he imagined the culinary
possibilities, leaving Roban utterly bewildered. Suddenly, Min Húc charged towards the colossal
Boss, yelling, Delicious. as he ran. Seeing his teammate’s reckless abandon, Roban, unable to
stop him, wailed, Min Húc. I can’t take this. As Min Húc neared the Boss, he
instantly enlarged his frying pan, using it as a shield against the duck’s fiery
breath. As the two forces clashed, the onlookers gasped in astonishment. Good heavens. Is that
a frying pan or some legendary equipment. Min Húc deflected the flames with a
powerful shove, further enraging the duck. Roban then charged in as well. Now it’s my turn.
He barely finished his sentence before the area in front of him erupted into an inferno. Gritting
his teeth, he resolved to land at least one blow. Roban swung his blade at the duck,
but it was immediately blocked and he was sent flying. Min Húc rushed in from behind
to assist. Roban managed to yell, Look out. but it was too late. Everyone expected Min Húc
to use his frying pan again, but instead, he activated a sword skill, transforming the pan into
a gleaming blade. His swordsmanship was bizarre, leaving the Boss dazed and disoriented.
Unfortunately, the attack missed. Min Húc was surprised the Boss remained unharmed, but
the thought of the seven-course duck feast that awaited spurred him on. This time,
utilizing a rapid slashing technique, he was determined to feast on this duck.
The final blow shattered the Duck King, defeating it. A game notification announced
that Roban’s team had defeated the Boss Monster. Roban, still stunned, stared blankly at the
item in his hand – a white radish – leaving him speechless. Min Húc immediately rushed
over to check on him. Roban, are you alright. Roban replied, Yeah, all thanks to you.
Min Húc asked Roban if he had received any good equipment or epic items. Roban,
still dazed, replied, Yeah, I think so, inwardly puzzled as to why Min Húc wasn’t
using any items and seemed so eager to share. Min Húc, on the other hand, was practically
beaming, showering Roban with congratulations on his loot. The item description notification from
the game finally arrived, revealing that it wasn’t a white radish after all, but a Thousand-Year
Fleeceflower Root, an item with numerous special properties. Suddenly, Roban offered the
item to Min Húc, saying, Here, you take this, leaving Min Húc completely bewildered.
Accepting the root, Min Húc asked, How much do I owe you. Roban replied, No, it’s not for sale.
Just take it. Min Húc exclaimed delightedly, Really. Roban continued, Yeah, you
helped me a lot. After saying this, he thought to himself, Such a generous guy, I
am. He then suddenly realized that Min Húc was planning to cook the precious ingredient,
the one they had worked so hard to obtain. He quickly asked, Are you really going to just
eat such a renowned medicinal ingredient like that. If you cook it properly, its effects will
be… Min Húc looked at the root in his hand, perplexed. Hmm, but if I make radish
kimchi with it, it’ll probably be really delicious. Roban was astonished. What.
He thought to himself, I gave it to him, and this is what he says. Meanwhile, Min Húc was still
lost in his radish-induced reverie. Crispy radish kimchi… Seeing the sparkle in Min Húc’s eyes as he
talked about the radish dish, Roban couldn’t bring himself to interrupt his joy and played along.
Radish kimchi is indeed very delicious. Min Húc agreed, Right. Right. We definitely have to try
it. Roban hesitated. Well… He consoled himself, It’s probably fine, it’s just a game after all.
At that moment, Hilton was searching for the two of them. He asked two nearby players,
Excuse me, have you seen a two-person team, one of whom uses a frying pan. The swordsman
replied, Ah, you mean the Frying Pan Assassin. Hilton put his hands on his hips and repeated,
Frying Pan Assassin. The passerby pointed in another direction. The one with the frying
pan, right. I saw them heading that way just now. Hilton thought to himself, That’s just
a nickname, right. He doesn’t look like an assassin. He continued to inquire, Anything
else special about them. The swordsman thought for a moment. Let me see… I think
he was looking for a place to cook. Hilton figured that made sense, given he was a chef.
Thanking the orange-haired swordsman, he said to the people behind him, It’s that way. After
walking for a while, they arrived at the location the swordsman had indicated. Is this the place.
Suddenly, they caught a strange scent. What’s that smell. After seeing the dish emanating the
enticing aroma, they exclaimed, Is that… intestine stew. Min Húc asked Roban, Did you add the spices.
Roban replied, You like it like this, right. The people behind them whispered amongst themselves,
Why are they suddenly eating intestine stew. For the buffs. Their mouths watering, the group
murmured, Look at the ingredients they’re using… that meat… amazing. Roban scooped a spoonful of
rice into the steaming bowl of intestine stew, took a bite, and sighed. Fantastic. Min Húc
chimed in, The meat is really good too, making the onlookers practically drool with anticipation. Min
Húc continued to instruct Roban on how to maximize the flavor. Eat it with the radish kimchi. Roban
immediately picked up a piece and took a bite. The onlookers, who had been eyeing the dish for a
while now, murmured, That’s it. A bite with every sip of stew, he knows how to eat this stuff.
Roban exclaimed, Is it because this radish kimchi is made with the Thousand-Year Fleeceflower
Root that it tastes so good. It’s much better than usual. A voice from behind a bush muttered, Who
uses a Thousand-Year Fleeceflower Root to make radish kimchi. How can there be such crazy people
in this world. Another voice added, They look so happy, though. And it looks so delicious. Seeing
his subordinates mesmerized, Hilton snapped, Don’t just stand there gawking. Just then, the
Guild Leader contacted him: Hilton, is Roban there. Hilton immediately replied, Guild Leader,
we’ve just located him. The Guild Leader asked, What’s he doing. Hilton answered truthfully,
He’s eating intestine stew. The Guild Leader, thinking Hilton was joking, said irritably, What.
Don’t give me that nonsense. He then instructed, Focus on monitoring him for now. If
he doesn’t agree, you know what to do. Meanwhile, Min Húc and Roban had finished
their meal. Min Húc sighed contentedly, That was delicious. Roban agreed, Even though we
just got it, this is really good. Thousand-Year Fleeceflower… Before Roban could finish his
sentence, Hilton interrupted, Mr. Roban, hello. You’re Roban the Berserker, correct.
Roban thought to himself, Why is the Ares Guild here. And why are there
so many of them. Sensing danger, he whispered to Min Húc, If things get dicey,
run. Min Húc, still oblivious to the situation, watched as Hilton continued, Let’s get straight
to the point. Roban, not wanting to prolong the encounter, replied, Then get on with it.
Hilton cleared his throat and announced, Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Hilton of the
Ares Guild. Greetings, legendary Berserker of Versailles, Mr. Roban. We’d like to invite
you to join our guild. Roban chuckled, Haha, people still remember me from that outdated game.
Min Húc cheerfully added, I played Versailles too. Roban replied to Hilton, Join, huh. I just want to
play for fun. He was secretly messaging his team. The Ares Guild members closed in, their presence
a clear threat. Roban feigned nonchalance, Are you kidding. I’m good as I am. While giving
vague answers to distract them, Roban glanced at Genie’s message. She asked, Really. What did
you say. Hilton began laying out enticing offers, If you join our guild, not only will you receive
special items, but we’ll also share the profits from our hunting grounds. As Hilton continued,
Roban barely registered his words, his fingers busy typing to Genie, I don’t know, but they’re
making offers now. Genie teased, They have good taste in talent. If you want, switch teams. Roban
replied, Really. Genie explained, They’re trying to poach you, which means they’re challenging
us. This is a declaration of war. Roban typed, I don’t want to switch. Genie asked, Can you get out
safely. Who are you with. Before he could answer, Hilton spoke, You’re talking to someone from the
Legend Guild, aren’t you. Roban was stunned that Hilton had guessed everything correctly.
He laughed to hide his surprise. Haha, this kid knows everything. Hilton immediately
reported the situation to Ares, It seems Roban isn’t interested in joining. He’s barely listening
to the offers. Ares angrily demanded, How much did Legend offer him. Hilton declared, I’ll take
him down. Ares agreed. Hilton then asked, Should we deal with the player he’s with too. Then
added, Understood. Focus on attacking quickly. Roban tried to de-escalate the situation. Well,
about this… Before he could finish, a blast of magically conjured wind whizzed past his face. He
panicked. What do I do now. The opponent warned, Take another step and I’ll fire. Roban dodged,
summoning his sword. What do you want. Without a word, Min Húc pulled
out his frying pan and countered. The mage on the other side yelped, Ah. What.
What is that pan. Before the mage could recover, Roban appeared from behind, striking
him with his sword. How dare you. He then broke into a run, the others still in
pursuit. As he ran, Roban thought, Damn it, even though Min Húc and I are strong, we can’t
handle this many people. What should I do. He spotted Min Húc standing nearby and an idea
sparked. If we go that way… if it’s Min Húc, it might just work. He ran straight towards Min Húc,
extending his hand. Min Húc, follow me, quickly. Min Húc, surprised,
asked, Huh. Where are we going. Seeing this, Hilton immediately ordered his
soldiers, Quickly, after them. He cursed under his breath, Damn it, these fools.
He promptly reported to Ares, Lord Ares, they’re running away. That chef is unexpected.
I’d guess he’s level 200. That frying pan seems to be a rare item. Ares immediately asked, What
happened. Hilton replied, We’re pursuing them. They’re right behind us. They’ve entered the
Darklands. He added, trying to reassure Ares, Don’t worry, they’re just rats in a maze.
He gritted his teeth, thinking, If I catch them, I’ll definitely get my hands on that pan. Min Húc
and Roban were being chased in circles by the mob. When they paused to catch their breath,
their pursuers seemed to be closing in, yelling, Stop. Running like rats. Roban
thought, Damn, they’ve chased us all the way here, and there are even more of them now.
Hilton gestured forward, saying, How about you abandon the Legend Guild now and follow our Lord
Ares. I’m giving you one last chance. Become Ares’ subordinate. Faced with this offer, Roban raised
his middle finger defiantly. Why would I become the subordinate of someone weak like Ares. I play
games for fun, not to be anyone’s subordinate or work for anyone. Hearing this blunt refusal,
Hilton ground his teeth. You little punk, you don’t know how to talk. He then ordered
all his soldiers to attack Roban and Min Húc. A crowd wielding swords and spears surged
forward across a large pool of water. Seeing this, Roban smirked, holding up an old,
brown piece of paper with green hieroglyphs drawn on it. It was an item that triggered
a hidden quest. The system prompted him, asking if he wanted to start the hidden quest.
Roban immediately activated the item aloud, and the system confirmed the initiation of
the hidden quest. Suddenly, the clear water the soldiers had just run through turned a
murky purple-black, churning like a living creature. Faced with this strange phenomenon,
the soldiers standing in the purple-black mire panicked, unsure of what was happening.
Accompanied by a bizarre sound, the purple mire suddenly coalesced into a ferocious
monster, which began attacking everyone present. The soldiers fled in terror from the spreading
purple-black fog. The system announced: You have entered the domain of the Black Magic
Sorcerer. All immunity statuses removed. All magic defense capabilities removed. The Seven
Deadly Sins have been activated: Gluttony. The fog quickly enveloped everything, including
Roban and Min Húc. Before the system could finish its quest announcement, Roban clutched
his face, muttering, All thanks to Min Húc. Suddenly, the words Eat, repeated over and
over, caused Roban to clutch his head and sit down. He realized this was the curse of
the sin. Min Húc asked worriedly, Mr. Roban, are you okay. What’s wrong. Roban suddenly
spoke in a high-pitched voice, I’m hungry. Hearing this, Min Húc replied, Me too, as a large
question mark appeared above his head. Screams of terror echoed around them. Suddenly, food began
raining down from the sky, accompanied by the repeating curse, Eat quickly. Roban grabbed the
falling food and devoured it ravenously. Beside him, Min Húc complained, If you have that,
why are you eating alone. Besides, you should cook it first. It’ll taste better. Min Húc said
this because he saw Roban gnawing on raw meat. Looking at the others, they too were groaning in
hunger, uncontrollably stuffing their mouths with the food falling from the sky. Some, unable to
grab any food, went mad and started eating dirt. Although Roban was affected by the curse and
eating uncontrollably, he hadn’t lost his mind like the others. Seeing Min Húc still composed,
Roban thought, As expected, this guy isn’t affected by the gluttony curse. Suddenly, Roban
shouted, Min Húc, while we have the chance, take care of Ares’s men. Tie me up. Min Húc, seemingly
misunderstanding, said awkwardly, Uh, you have that kind of kink. Roban yelled back, No. This is
like a main character trope. How can you joke at a time like this. Following Roban’s urgent request,
Min Húc quickly used his frying pan to knock out everyone around them,
preventing them from continuing their crazed eating, and then tied Roban up.
Roban started explaining to Min Húc about what was affecting everyone: This is the curse
of the Black Magic Sorcerer. I’m so hungry, I’ll become ravenous. I’m so hungry. Min
Húc commented, But I feel completely normal. Roban continued, I know, because you normally eat
so much. I’m so hungry. But I don’t know why it’s like this. I’m so hungry. Every sentence
Roban uttered ended with I’m so hungry. He then asked Min Húc, How can you stay so calm.
Min Húc shrugged. Because I always have this curse on me. Faced with this unexpected answer,
Roban was stunned, looking utterly dumbfounded. Suddenly, Hilton, crawling on the ground with
his mouth full of dirt, grabbed Min Húc’s leg. He mumbled, You. I won’t. let you. go. So
hungry. As he spoke, his hunger overwhelmed him, and he bit into Min Húc’s leg. Min Húc exclaimed
in shock, What are you doing. I’m not food. Roban urgently shouted, Min Húc,
get away. Forgetting he was tied up, Roban lost his balance and fell on top of
Hilton, causing him to spit out the dirt. Roban painfully got back up, and suddenly,
Hilton’s ear looked exactly like a steamed bun. His mind overtaken by the illusion,
Roban lunged forward and bit Hilton’s ear. Hilton screamed in pain. Seeing this, Min Húc
cried out in alarm, Mr. Roban, you can’t bite people. But Roban continued to yell, Steamed
bun. Seeing that reasoning wouldn’t work, Min Húc sighed. Oh dear, there’s no other
way. He pulled a steamed bun out of his bag, broke it in half, revealing the enticing meat
filling. Min Húc took a bite of the bun himself, then tossed a small piece away. Look, food’s
over there. Roban, Hilton, and the others, like dogs chasing a treat, scrambled after the
flying piece of bun. Min Húc then had to use a rope to pull Roban back. In Ares’s office,
he raged, Why has everyone logged out. Are they all stuck because of those two.
He received a message: Guild Leader, the members sent to Howling Hill have entered
the Darklands. They are currently afflicted by the Seven Deadly Sins. Faced with this urgent
news, Ares replied, So they all logged out because of the curse. The reply came: No, the player
using the frying pan caused everyone to log out. Ares was utterly shocked by this startling news.
He thought, Meaning he wasn’t affected by the curse at all. He was clearly within the curse’s
range, so why. Could he have the Curse Torch. The Curse Torch is a special equipment item that
prevents the wearer from being affected by any curses. Several powerful players had tried to buy
it on the trading floors with astronomical amounts of gold. This player probably. While pondering
Min Húc, Ares was interrupted by his subordinate. Ares’s subordinate suddenly reported: Guild
Leader Ares, everyone has been forcibly logged out. Ares trembled with rage, and could only
order: That guy with the frying pan isn’t an ordinary player. Retreat. Looking at the
items enveloped in light scattered across the ground, Min Húc scratched his cheek and
wondered, I wonder if I can collect these. There’s no warning against it, and I have
to share with Roban, too. Min Húc filled his backpack with items, saying cheerfully, Look,
Mr. Roban, they left behind so many items. However, Roban, tied to the tree, had
fainted and was foaming at the mouth. Faced with Roban’s dire condition, Min Húc
untied him while saying, You can’t even open your eyes now. This is troublesome. Let me see
if I can find any ingredients to lift the curse. Roban, still delirious, kept muttering about
steamed buns and lunged at Min Húc, trying to bite him, but was blocked by the frying pan. Min
Húc racked his brains, trying to remember when he started using suggested ingredients. Dragging
the still-bound Roban, he said, Let’s hurry and get out of here. I need to calm down and
think about how to cook the duck deliciously. After dragging him for a while, a light suddenly
appeared in the sky. It was a notification of Min Húc leveling up, along with the message: You
have overcome the Sin of Gluttony within the Seven Deadly Sins. You have entered the Hidden Lands.
Min Húc didn’t know what the Hidden Lands were. Roban, being dragged, gradually regained
consciousness and groaned. Min Húc untied him and said, Thank goodness. I thought you’d
be obsessed with steamed buns forever. Are you清醒 now. Roban replied, Steamed buns.
I think I saw them in a dream. Oh right, You can let me go now. but why am I having
a nosebleed. Just as they were talking, a giant brown toad suddenly appeared. Faced
with the appearance of this ferocious creature, both of them immediately became alert.
Roban, just getting to his feet, said, I don’t know anything about the Hidden Lands,
but this looks like a boss monster. We should at least be careful before it attacks. The toad
suddenly jumped and spewed brown liquid from its mouth towards Min Húc and Roban.
Both of them quickly jumped aside to dodge. The ground where the liquid landed
bubbled and sizzled as if being cooked. Roban said, his voice trembling, That’s
corrosive poison. It decomposes anything it touches. Be careful. While Roban was
strategizing, he suddenly said, Min Húc, can you use your pan to neutralize the poison.
Min Húc, smelling something, squatted down, dipped his finger in the poison, and tasted it.
Roban exclaimed in horror, Why did you eat that. Spit it out. But Min Húc calmly replied, But
it smells so good. After consuming the poison, he didn’t collapse and die. Instead, a
system notification appeared: You are not poisoned due to immunity. First time tasting
poison dipping sauce, skill points awarded. The poison Min Húc ate transformed into a
new ingredient. According to the description, it was the Poison King’s Dipping Sauce, an
ingredient obtained by absorbing material from the Poison King. Roban was speechless. After all,
Min Húc was glitched because of the frying pan. Before he could finish his inner thoughts,
Min Húc charged towards the toad with his frying pan. This reckless action had
become so familiar that Roban yelled, Running off on your own again. As he ran, Min
Húc thought, If that poison is soy sauce, then. First, add a spoonful to the egg fried rice, mix
it well, and it becomes soy sauce egg fried rice. Add a piece of kimchi on top, and it’s perfect.
Add another spoonful of broth, and it’s a perfect side dish with various ingredients. When I level
up and reach the sea area, there will be crabs, and then I can make soy sauce
marinated crabs. Take a bite of the vermillion crab roe mixed with soy sauce,
add a bit of soy sauce mixed with crab roe, then mix it with rice and put it in my mouth.
As Min Húc thought about each dish, vivid images appeared, along with an intoxicating aroma, making
his hungry stomach rumble and his mouth water. He stared at the toad, thinking that
with this soy sauce, anything could be eaten. Driven by intense cravings, Min
Húc charged at the toad without hesitation, slamming his frying pan against its head.
He relentlessly attacked the toad with his pan, leaving it dazed and confused. After a tireless
assault, Min Húc seized the opportunity and yelled, Gather ingredients. The system
immediately notified him that he had successfully collected the Poison Dipping Sauce item.
Min Húc rejoiced at his accomplishment: Wow, I actually got it. Look, Mr. Roban, this
creature’s poison is actually soy sauce. Roban retorted irritably, What soy sauce. There’s
no soy sauce here. Min Húc blinked: Weren’t you leading me here for this, Mr. Roban. Roban
furrowed his brow, denying it: Absolutely not. Having obtained such a delectable item,
Min Húc ran off to collect more. Roban, unable to keep up with his pace, yelled,
Please slow down a bit. Another toad, enraged by the defeat of its comrade,
leaped forward and spewed poison at Min Húc. But it had chosen the wrong opponent.
Like a five-star chef, Min Húc skillfully caught the poison with his pan,
not letting a single drop escape, and then poured this soy sauce into a bottle
for safekeeping. This action further enraged the toad. But for someone with an insatiable
appetite, this wasn’t enough. His eyes gleamed, a sinister smile radiating a terrifying aura.
Sensing this, the toad’s face paled. Then, its cries mingled with Min Húc’s imposing voice.
Roban, looking at the flattened toad, felt a pang of pity: Min Húc, how long were
you tormenting it for it to shrink like this. Min Húc replied, I was just collecting the
poison. Roban said sternly, That’s tormenting it. I thought it was some kind of attack. Hearing
the continuous leveling-up sound, Roban exclaimed, You’re leveling up so fast. Min Húc chuckled
in response: Yeah, the sound keeps going. The system displayed a quest notification: Job
Quest: Unseal the Culinary God’s Relic. Culinary God Relic Quest: During his lifetime,
the Culinary God traveled extensively, creating countless legendary tales and earning the
recognition of numerous powerful figures. In his travels, he left behind five perfect cookbooks for
posterity, known as the divine cooking techniques. Please examine the first divine skill at the
Chef’s Tower. Min Húc was very excited about the newly appeared quest: The Culinary God’s Relic.
Chef’s Village. While Min Húc was still marveling at the new quest, the system announced: Min
Húc received the Black Magic Sorcerer’s Cloak, Roban received the Black Magic Sorcerer’s
Staff. Min Húc recalled what Hye Min’s father had told him: I only thought you were a
chef, but if you’re a Culinary God. In legends, there’s mention of a hidden class related to
the Culinary God. I learned this when I went to Chef’s Tower to find a cure for Hye Min. I think
the first production class all know about it. Roban nudged the contemplative Min
Húc: Min Húc, compare this with other items. Min Húc, snapping back to attention,
replied, Alright. Roban suddenly confessed, Actually, I thought Min Húc was weak,
so I brought you along. But honestly, it seems like I haven’t done anything. Min Húc was
puzzled as to why Roban would say such a thing. Roban chuckled, If it were just me, I
wouldn’t have been able to accomplish all of this. Thank you. You can take everything,
it’s fine. Min Húc responded, That’s kind, but you should heal yourself first, Roban.
At that moment, Roban noticed his right arm was injured, a wound he hadn’t realized he’d
sustained. Min Húc sat down and bandaged Roban’s arm. After finishing, he proudly declared, There.
I learned a little bit about bandaging. Roban, looking at his neatly bandaged arm, thought
to himself, Just who is this guy. Strong in combat, and good at healing too.
Roban couldn’t help but praise him, Min Húc, you’re skilled in so many areas.
How do you know all this. Min Húc replied with a confident grin, It’s because I train
while I eat. Hearing this casual response, Roban pondered, Is he hiding something.
Then he suggested, Min Húc, want to spar. Min Húc, taken aback, replied, With me. Why
are you asking so suddenly. Roban answered, Yeah, I want to know your true strength.
He thought, I really want to know what kind of person he is. Is he strong because of that
special item, or is he extraordinary himself. What if he truly is someone with real power. Roban
continued, It’s a good idea, let’s try it here. Min Húc replied, Alright. Nearby, a pink-haired
player holding a camera suddenly appeared, milling about. They muttered, I came here because
I heard about the frying pan assassin, but I guess it was just a rumor. Seems like a wasted trip. If
I could film that, I’d definitely become famous. Glancing over, they saw Min Húc and Roban facing
each other, weapons in hand. Roban declared, We fight until one of us surrenders. Min
Húc, brimming with excitement, replied, Okay. The pink-haired player immediately raised their
camera. Is that the guy with the frying pan. Are they about to PVP. Awesome, let’s livestream
this. The livestream title was set: Live Stream: Frying Pan Assassin PVP Showdown.
The chat channel erupted in excited chatter. Roban attacked first,
swinging his sword in a wide arc towards Min Húc, who blocked the blow with
his own. Then, Min Húc pushed Roban back, thrusting his sword forward, but Roban dodged.
The two were evenly matched. The chat channel buzzed with activity, the viewer count
steadily climbing. The pink-haired player, surprised by the sudden surge in viewers,
wondered who these two sparring players really were. After a fierce exchange, it was
Roban who was defeated, slammed against a wall. Rubbing his chin, he thought, I’m at my limit.
Min Húc’s recovery ability is incredible. Seeing Min Húc charging towards him, Roban yelled, Stop.
Min Húc stopped instantly. Roban continued, I lose. You’re really strong. Min Húc
smiled, extending a hand and saying, Good match. You’re really strong,
Roban. You’re injured, are you alright. Before Min Húc could finish his sentence,
his stomach rumbled loudly. Clutching his protesting belly, he groaned, My stomach… I’m so
hungry. Roban chuckled. Hey, Min Húc, he said, would you be interested in joining our guild.
Someone with your abilities would be very welcome. Our guild leader would be thrilled. Min
Húc simply smiled and replied, No, thank you. Roban wasn’t giving up. Well, think
about it, he urged. Min Húc stammered, Um, well… Remembering a friend,
he politely declined. I have somewhere I need to be. Roban didn’t press the issue further.
If that’s the case, then there’s nothing I can do. That’s a shame. Min Húc smiled apologetically.
I’m really sorry. Roban then suggested, Let’s at least become friends in-game. We can play
together later. Min Húc readily agreed. Sure. Roban logged out and collapsed onto his bed with
a sigh. I’m exhausted, he muttered. He thought about Min Húc, deciding he was a good guy, if
a little bit of a big eater. It would be nice to continue playing the game together.
Roban picked up his phone. What time is it. he wondered. No matter how much he
pressed the buttons, the screen remained dark. He’d forgotten to charge it.
Plugging it in, he turned it on and checked his messages. Why did Genie send
so many texts. he mumbled. Time to reply. He was surprised to see screenshots of the
livestream of his and Min Húc’s sparring match. Roban skimmed the long messages, worried he’d done
something wrong. But then he saw Genie’s message saying that Min Húc was her friend. Staring
at the screen, Roban muttered in disbelief, Min Húc and Genie are friends. What’s going on.
His phone then began ringing incessantly. Looking at the caller ID, he quickly answered.
Hello. Genie yelled from the other end, Why did you just answer now. Her shout was
so loud that Roban had to pull the phone away from his ear to avoid going deaf. Sorry,
he said, I just finished a hidden dungeon, so… But what happened. You asked me if the person with
me was Min Húc. You two are friends. Genie sighed. It really was Min Húc. It’s a long story. Can we
meet tomorrow. Min Húc, fresh from the shower, emerged with a towel around his neck. Oh Chang
Úc immediately noticed him. Oh, the Frying Pan Assassin. he exclaimed. Everything alright.
Want some breakfast. Your dad’s waiting for you. Morning, Min Húc replied quickly, pulling out a
chair. What’s a Frying Pan Assassin. Oh Chang Úc, holding a teacup, readily explained, You
don’t know. The livestream of you hunting monsters on Howling Hill is trending. Everyone’s
calling you the Frying Pan Assassin because you fearlessly fought with just a frying pan. Min
Húc looked weary. That’s a scary nickname, he said. Sounds like I’m wielding a scythe.
That’s why I messaged you when I saw the livestream, but you didn’t reply. Why did you turn
off your phone. Min Húc, eating his breakfast, replied, Oh, that. She hadn’t eaten her watermelon
cocktail yet, so she kept asking when she could have it again. Oh Chang Úc asked, What cocktail.
Lucia, Min Húc answered. From the last competition. She didn’t get to eat her watermelon
cocktail because of those bad guys. Oh Chang Úc rested his chin on his hand, looking thoughtful.
Lucia… Lucia from the last competition… His eyes suddenly widened. That
Lucia. Min Húc nodded emphatically, holding his fork. If she wants to eat it, she can
buy it or make it herself. I don’t understand why she has to make me feed it to her. You, too, Oh
Chang Úc said. Don’t you think anything of it. Min Húc tilted his head. Think what. Nothing.
Are you going back into the game after you eat. Yeah, I have a quest to do. I might be able to
meet Chef Borto in Chef’s Village. Two figures sat deep in thought at a café table. So, this is
Min Húc. they both murmured simultaneously, their voices laced with disbelief. They were utterly
bewildered; how could this possibly be Min Húc. The young woman, Genie, nodded. Yeah, she
confirmed. Roban also said the account name really is Min Húc, but there’s no way our Min
Húc could be this good at the game. He was the weakest among us, Lock insisted, a torrent of
questions tumbling out. How could his physical abilities have improved so drastically. Genie
responded, That was before. Things change. If he’s mastered Athens, it’s possible,
she conceded. Still… Lock ground his teeth, frustration simmering beneath the
surface. If this really is Min Húc… isn’t this a bit much. It’s almost cruel.
Disappearing for years without a trace, cutting off all contact… he continued, his
voice rising with each word. It’s not like we’re debt collectors. Why wouldn’t he want
to see us. Lock glanced down at his phone, the screen reflecting the hurt in his eyes.
Years without a word, and now this video… This is Athens, he pointed out. If he remembered
us, he could have sent a message. Isn’t this just… awful. It’s like a cruel joke, Genie agreed
softly. We want to see him, but we can’t. Chi Sô, you should try to understand his
situation, Genie pleaded, turning to the other young man at the table. Chi Sô, or Lock as he was
sometimes called, remained silent for a moment, then turned his face away. I’m not sure
I can, he admitted quietly. Suddenly, the door to the café swung open, and
Genie instantly recognized the newcomer. Roban. she called out, waving him over. Over here.
Roban spotted them and approached, a friendly smile on his face. Hey there, he greeted. This is
Khan, and this is Lock. Hi everyone, I’m Roban. After settling into a seat and ordering a coffee,
Roban spoke, a hint of wonder in his voice. Honestly, I’m pretty surprised too. It’s a small
world, isn’t it. he remarked. Genie, holding her own drink, nodded. We were pretty shocked by that
video too, she admitted. That’s why we asked you to come. I thought Min Húc was just an ordinary
player, Roban mused. I wondered if he’d want to be friends, maybe even join our guild. But it seems
like he already has a group he’s planning to join. I already know about that, Roban confirmed.
If I manage to contact him, I’ll let you know, Genie. So, what now. Genie inquired, a note of
anxiety creeping into her voice. He’s turned off his notifications, Roban explained.
Genie hesitated, then asked tentatively, Is he… doing okay. Roban scratched his
cheek, considering his words. Well… he began, then decided on honesty. He seems to be doing
very well. He ate enough for forty people and still wasn’t full, he revealed, a chuckle
escaping his lips. And during our fight, he was munching on bread while battling.
Even ate some of the dangerous monsters… At this revelation, all three of Genie’s companions
stared at him, their faces etched with disbelief. Genie sighed, a mixture of amusement and
concern in her voice. He always loved food, but this is… extreme. Chi Sô exclaimed, Don’t you
think that’s a bit much. Even so, Genie countered, doesn’t that make him easy to find. How many
people in Athens use a frying pan as a weapon. Chi Sô shot back, You don’t think
so. Chi Sô held up his phone, a grim expression settling on his face. It’s
not that simple. Look at this. Genie leaned in, her eyes widening in alarm. Why. What’s happened.
Due to the overwhelming demand for frying pans, Chi Sô read aloud, we are currently not accepting
any further orders. For additional features, please inquire separately. It seemed a
blacksmithing guild had capitalized on the trend. Chi Sô handed the phone to Genie,
who stared at it in disbelief. What is this. He’s just a student. Not even a celebrity… she
muttered, shaking her head. Some blacksmithing guild must have created a quest around it.
Genie buried her face in her hands, overwhelmed by the sudden turn of events.
Roban offered a pragmatic observation. If Min Húc doesn’t turn his chat back on, it’s
going to be very difficult to find him. Genie looked back at her phone, a sigh escaping her
lips. Where could he be now. she wondered aloud. Meanwhile, in an in-game tavern, a gruff voice
grumbled in frustration. Damn it, Borto muttered, clutching a tankard of ale. Is the Culinary God’s
successor really not going to appear. He turned to his companion, a hint of bitterness in his voice.
Wasn’t that legendary Borto overly superstitious. No matter how skilled someone is, it’s just
cooking. Hearing the surrounding laughter, everyone assumed the legend of the Culinary
God was nothing more than a fairy tale. Borto had long dreamt of the Culinary God’s
successor. He stared at the picture, but found no clues. Our family came here to protect the
Culinary God. The Culinary God split heaven and earth, and one day, his successor will appear.
Don’t forget that. These words, Borto realized, were his deceased father’s final instructions.
That was why he was so resolute. His successor will definitely come here. I can’t forget these
words. To find the Culinary God’s successor, Borto had striven to become the strongest
in Chef’s Tower. Even if he spent the rest of his life searching, he wouldn’t regret it.
Borto continued to drain his mug, when suddenly, he heard a knock at the door. Who would be
looking for me at this hour. Borto wondered. He hurried downstairs and opened
the door. What is it. he asked, peering outside. Standing there was a young man
holding numerous skewers of food. Borto froze, a giant question mark forming in his mind.
Hello, the young man, Min Húc, said excitedly. I’m here to search for the Culinary God’s Relic.
Borto stared blankly at Min Húc. The Culinary God’s Relic. Meanwhile, Min
Húc continued to eat heartily. Seeing this, Borto thought, This kid… Come
in first. Alright, Min Húc replied. After inviting Min Húc inside, Borto placed a glass of
water firmly on the table. So, he began, you’re looking for the Culinary God’s Relic, correct.
Borto questioned Min Húc, who sat opposite him. Yes, Min Húc confirmed. My quest is to meet
Borto. I’m sure you’ve been through a lot. Min Húc scratched his head. Yes.
Borto thought to himself that Min Húc looked quite young. Pushing up
his glasses, he said, Then I’ll ask you a few questions to test your qualifications.
Okay, Min Húc immediately responded. Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted, feeling like a job
interview. What’s the first thing you think of when you wake up in the morning. Borto asked.
I’m usually hungry, Min Húc answered honestly. Borto continued, If a dragon offered you a gift,
what would you want. Min Húc replied brightly, I’d want a bit of its tail. I want to know what dragon
tail tastes like. One asked, the other answered. So, the final question, Borto declared.
If the world were to end tomorrow, what would you do. Hearing this, Min Húc
clenched his hands under the table. Both nervous and innocent, he replied, Without a
doubt, I’d want to eat something delicious. That’s right, Borto said, rising
from his chair. Wait a moment. Okay, Min Húc responded. But there’s one final test.
This is a dish sealed by the Culinary God himself with his own power. If you’re not the true
successor, you won’t be able to eat it. Borto brought out a plate of food and placed it before
Min Húc. Try this. I can’t, Min Húc replied. Borto froze. What. This dish absolutely needs
to be eaten with something else. It turned out what Min Húc wanted was a bowl of rice.
Soy-marinated quail eggs, he explained, naturally have to be eaten with sticky rice.
Borto’s jaw dropped in disbelief. What. Those are quail eggs. Min Húc picked up his
chopsticks. Please excuse me, he said. Then, under Borto’s watchful gaze, he picked up
a quail egg and popped it into his mouth. He paused, stunned. Is that all it is. The
sticky rice was soft and chewy, topped with flavorful marinated egg whites and perfectly
cooked yolks. Though smaller than a bite, the flavor was impeccable. Savoring the taste, Min
Húc declared, Delicious. Turning to look at Borto, Min Húc was surprised to find him kneeling.
Culinary God. Huh. Min Húc exclaimed. Elsewhere, Khan called out, Hey, Genie, check
your messages. Genie glanced at his phone. Yeah, what’s up. After reading the message, Abel typed
back, I figured out how to beat the Ares Dungeon objective. Hurry up, Genie, get over here. Genie
replied, Really. Abel chuckled, Heh heh. Chi Sô, sprawled out on the couch, commented, If
it’s that dungeon. it’s newly released, the buffs aren’t strong enough.
Yeah, not enough buff to deal damage, Abel messaged. Best bet now is cooking. Don’t
even need to share with the party members. Chi Sô craned his neck to look at the
phone. Genie typed, True. He continued, Do you know about Chef’s Village. Abel replied,
Chef’s Village. Right, there’s a hidden quest there. After completing it, you get a buff
reward. That buff is super strong. With it, we can definitely clear it. The three of them
looked at each other and said in unison, Whoa, there’s a Chef’s Village in the game. That’s.
I’m not the Culinary God. Why are you kneeling. Min Húc, seeing Borto kneeling so low, couldn’t
bear to remain seated. He helped Borto up, waving his hands dismissively. Borto
insisted, No, you are the Culinary God’s successor. That dish was made by the Culinary
God himself. Only his successor can eat it. Min Húc was taken aback. Huh. So I’m the
Culinary God’s descendant. He pointed at himself, incredulous. Borto affirmed, You said you came
to learn about the Culinary God’s Relic, correct. Min Húc replied, Yes. Borto began to explain, The
Culinary God had many friends. They created many legends across the continent of Asgan.
Some could summon millions of soldiers with a single command, a hero who
triumphed over the demon legions, a noble king. The Culinary God entrusted food
and ingredients to many of his subordinates, to be saved for his future successor. After the
Culinary God’s passing, these individuals used their power to seal away the things he entrusted
them with. The moment those foods are eaten, they unleash incredible power and pass it on to
the consumer. These are the Culinary God’s Relics. Borto continued, What you just ate was a
phoenix egg, related to the God’s first dish. Min Húc’s face lit up. A phoenix egg.
That was a phoenix egg. Min Húc asked again, still in disbelief. Indeed.
Min Húc’s voice trembled. If a phoenix egg is that delicious, how amazing must
the phoenix itself be. Borto, sweating slightly, asked, You’re not saying you want to eat an entire
phoenix, are you. Delicious, isn’t it. Even better than quail eggs. If you want to find food related
to the God, go to the nearby Celov region. As for the job quest, that’s all I know. Go to the Celov
region and search for the God’s food in order. Min Húc grumbled, No plan, just search for the
God’s food in order. I’d rather go catch some more ducks. Borto trailed behind him, muttering,
The God’s food will have an incredibly exquisite taste. Min Húc sighed. Honestly. He then searched
for directions to Celov in his search bar. Well, I know now, so I’m off, Min Húc said
cheerfully. He tossed Borto a banana. Here, catch. Bananas are good for hangovers. With a
hearty laugh, Min Húc headed down the stairs, preparing to leave. Borto watched him
go. Successor-dono. He then followed Min Húc to the door to see him off. Min Húc
bid Borto farewell and departed, his frying pan slung across his back. He set off for Celov.
Ahead, three people were huddled around a map, discussing something. Min Húc approached
and asked one of them a question, as three other figures quietly passed behind
him. Min Húc looked up at the sun and smiled, thinking to himself, The Culinary God and
his subordinates, and even God’s buff. In the distance, Genie ran, wiping sweat from his
brow, a similar thought echoing in his mind. Does that mean. something to cook with. Min Húc strode
forward. Alright. Beneath the blazing summer sun, he planted his hands on his hips, a
bright smile stretching across his face as he embarked on a new journey.
On the grill, the aroma of meat and mushrooms filled the air. A cheerful
sizzle emanated from the cooking food. Smoke curled upwards. A pair of chopsticks
deftly picked up a piece of meat cooked to a perfect medium-rare and a golden mushroom,
placing them in the center of a lettuce leaf, along with a few essential seasonings.
Min Húc rolled it all together, taking a large bite. Before he’d even chewed
a few times, the flavor exploded across his tongue. A faint aura shimmered around him,
a testament to the deliciousness of the meat wrap. He sighed contentedly. This hunting
ground is a bust. Nothing here at all. It was precisely because there was nothing of value
that Min Húc had resorted to hunting these weak monsters. But he felt a pang of regret. No
decent food. Surrounding him were only spiders, their corpses littering the ground where he sat.
He continued to savor his meal as he grumbled. Not that I’m scared of them, but these spiders are
such a nuisance. I was saving this duck meat, but there’s nothing edible in this monster zone.
So, Min Húc had resorted to hunting and eating the duck to replenish his stamina. But it’s
so good. Meat is the best. Within seconds, his spirits lifted, his mood brightening as he forgot
about his lack of valuable spoils. But behind his energetic form, happily enjoying his meal, a
spider, seemingly out of nowhere, crept closer. It leaped, attempting to grab Min Húc, who
was still lost in his culinary world. The spider assumed he wouldn’t notice, but
Min Húc had his chopsticks at the ready. Gripping them tightly and utilizing the
weapon-switching function, he drew his sword and slashed at the spider without hesitation. Min
Húc remained seated, leisurely chewing his food. Finishing his meal, he stood up and stretched.
Can’t even eat in peace. The spider that had dared to disturb him lay dead behind him.
He suddenly remembered something. Oh, right. At that moment, a system notification
popped up: You have received a Strange Seed from Celov. Min Húc received a strange seed.
He held it up, examining it curiously. What kind of seed is this. The more curious he became,
the more closely he scrutinized it. It was likely a rare drop from the defeated spiders. They
keep dropping these. I must have killed 200 spiders already. He even searched for
Strange Seed on the Athens website, but to no avail. No search results appeared.
He thought to himself, No idea what it is. Maybe killing a few more will give me a clue. He
decided to hunt a few hundred more spiders to find information about the strange seed he possessed.
But a scent wafted from somewhere, stopping him in his tracks. Min Húc paused. Huh. What’s that
smell. The scent emanated from a deep cave. He followed the scent into the cave. Deeper
inside, the aroma intensified. So fragrant, Min Húc thought. What is that
smell. He still couldn’t place it. But as he concentrated, he realized it was the
smell of fried chicken from the elevator in the real world. Suddenly, the scent vanished.
Huh. He blinked, confused. Where did it go. From the far end of the cave, a light
emanated. What’s that light. Curiosity and suspicion propelled him forward.
Suddenly, a bright flash engulfed him. He was transported to another place.
The ground was dry and cracked, all creatures and monsters were in a weakened
and exhausted state. Buildings lay in ruins, trees withered and leafless. It was
a scene of desolation and decay. Even the Orcs and werewolves were too weak to
attack strangers, listlessly awaiting death, starved from the lack of food. Min Húc
stared in astonishment. Where is this. he muttered, bewildered. He felt a surge of
disorientation; he’d never been here before, and the sudden teleportation had left him reeling.
He scanned his surroundings. It wasn’t winter, yet the landscape was desolate and barren. The
sight stunned him; he could scarcely believe his eyes. Even the monsters were gaunt and
listless. What on earth had happened here. As he cautiously explored, his eyes caught sight
of a magnificent phoenix soaring through the sky, its wings catching the sunlight.
The phoenix was immense, its shadow completely enveloping Min Húc. Red-orange
feathers drifted down, beautiful and majestic. Suddenly, the phoenix spoke, its gaze fixed
intently on him. Are you the successor of the Culinary God, Allen. A system notification
appeared: You are the first to discover the legendary monster, the Phoenix Lord. It was
a legendary monster, enormous and imposing. Min Húc stood frozen for a long moment. Another
system notification: You have gained reputation. Astonishment flared in Min Húc’s eyes. Really. he
exclaimed, awestruck by the magnificent creature. He stammered, momentarily speechless in the face
of such beauty and power. But more than awe, Min Húc felt a growing desire to transform the
phoenix into dozens of dishes, its meat fried, roasted, and savored. Seeing the hunger
in his eyes, the phoenix couldn’t help but sweat a little. He doesn’t seem to respect me at
all, it thought. He wants to turn me into food. The phoenix slowly repeated its question. I ask
again, are you the successor of the Culinary God, Allen. Min Húc wiped his mouth and answered
seriously, Yes. The Culinary God’s name is Allen. The elegant phoenix introduced itself. I am
Chronicle, the Phoenix Lord, guardian of this Monster Paradise. But paradise… Min Húc turned to
look at the desolate land. Barren and withered, he observed, filled with dried plants
and dust. This place is called paradise. Remembering the starving, weakened monsters,
he silently questioned how such a place could be considered a paradise.
Min Húc asked Chronicle, Are you a subordinate of the Culinary God.
Chronicle replied, No, my Sovereign was a subordinate of the Culinary God. It seems he
has already partaken in the Thousand-Year Meal. Min Húc’s eyes widened in surprise. What.
He paused, lost in thought. A subordinate of the Culinary God would surely know about
the God’s food. Did the Thousand-Year Meal mean… death. Chronicle, seeming to know what Min
Húc was thinking, said, But it is not impossible to awaken him. Min Húc’s surprise returned.
The Phoenix Lord continued, My Sovereign always awaited the Culinary God’s successor. But he could
not wait any longer. Before passing, he entrusted me with all the power to awaken the Culinary God.
As Chronicle spoke, it gently flapped its wings, revealing the awakening power of its Sovereign
at their tips. But the power quickly faded. Unfortunately, it added, it is only a temporary
effect. Min Húc, surprised yet again, asked, Why. Chronicle explained, Though this place is no
longer worthy of the name paradise, it truly was a paradise for monsters once. It turned out
this land had indeed been a haven for monsters, but now, all that was gone. The phoenix continued,
Originally, different monster species couldn’t coexist peacefully, but here, there was a
rule: no devouring one another. My Sovereign, the Messenger, and the Culinary God
used this rule to govern this land. The Messenger sowed seeds for the trees to blossom
and bear fruit, Chronicle explained. The Culinary God created a type of food that could keep us from
starving for fifteen years. Under the protection of the Saint, all beings lived together in
harmony. It was truly a time of bliss. Chronicle closed its eyes, reminiscing. That’s why we
didn’t starve. That’s how we survived until now. But all things must come to an end, the
phoenix sighed. That food has lost its effect, which is why this has happened. But fortunately,
you’ve arrived at the right time. As soon as Chronicle finished speaking, a system
quest notification appeared. This is… Min Húc began, reading aloud. The quest
is to feed the monsters in this place. The reward will be monster eggs, as well as
the opportunity to meet the Culinary God and the Messenger. Detailed notes were written on
the quest board. He was astonished. Feed all the monsters here. How… How can I possibly do
that. Min Húc looked at Chronicle, bewildered. Why is this the quest. But Chronicle remained
perfectly calm. He looks so surprised, it thought. I can be certain that… Then Min Húc blurted out,
I’m too busy trying to keep myself fed and alive. Hearing this, the phoenix tilted its head
back and let out a series of Ha ha sounds. Hearing the phoenix’s laughter, Min Húc looked
up at it. Ha ha… It sounds like it’s laughing. What’s so funny. Min Húc asked. Nothing, Chronicle
replied, covering half its face with a wing. The Culinary God said the exact same thing as you.
Min Húc’s eyes lit up, and he immediately gave two thumbs up in agreement. Exactly. Only he
understands me. But Chronicle interrupted him. But, the phoenix continued gently, he said that
rather than indulging in delicious food alone, he hoped you could experience the joy… the
joy of sharing delicious food with others. Min Húc was enlightened. His eyes widened
as he recalled the meaningful memories of cooking and sharing meals with others. The phoenix
continued, If you earnestly complete this trial, you will also receive a corresponding reward.
Min Húc pointed at himself, skeptical. You mean me. He wondered if the phoenix, the ruler of
this Monster Paradise, was telling the truth. What reward would he receive for completing the
quest. How would the meeting with the Messenger and the Culinary God take place. Looking up at the
phoenix, Min Húc pondered. If I seriously complete this trial, will I really receive a corresponding
reward. Will I receive cooking ingredients. The phoenix, with its own calculations in
mind, spoke solemnly. When our Sovereign was still alive, he once had a great battle
with the Culinary God. But not long after, there was tragic news about the Culinary
God, which caused him immense grief. Unable to contain his curiosity, Min Húc
asked, They sound extraordinary. But why did they fight. Chronicle suddenly became
enraged. The Culinary God stole my egg. That’s why our Sovereign went to confront him.
But he simply replied, ‘I marinated the egg in soy sauce. It was delicious.’ Min Húc
silently imagined whether the marinated egg was similar to the ones he had eaten before.
The Phoenix Lord was still furious, roaring, If I meet the Culinary God in hell,
I will definitely not forgive him. Min Húc chuckled wryly. You’re so
petty. The legendary monster let out a satisfied laugh. Indeed, you understand
me. Inwardly, it judged this human to be a hundred times better than the Culinary God.
Then, it assigned the task to Min Húc and explained the rules: The time limit for the
quest was only two weeks. During this time, if he couldn’t raise the monsters’
satiety level to 50%, it would be considered a failure. He could find ingredients
on the wall separating this land from Celov, but it would be very difficult to gather them
alone. He had to cooperate with the Messenger to solve the monsters’ hunger problem. Hearing this,
he interrupted: But I don’t have a Messenger. Seeing the Phoenix Lord starting to get annoyed
again, Min Húc quickly said with a smile: You don’t need to worry, I already have that
ability. The monster couldn’t believe it: Without the Messenger, how could you have that ability.
Did you… eat the Messenger. It felt a chill as soon as the words left its beak. Min Húc
was speechless: I didn’t eat anyone. Well, whatever. The Phoenix Lord couldn’t be bothered.
Just go now, I’m too hungry to talk anymore. With that, it turned and left, glancing back with
disdain, thinking he would starve to death anyway. Min Húc was left staring blankly
at the game notification displaying the monsters’ current satiety level: 0%.
This wasn’t too difficult to understand; it’s just that our player was already thinking
about eating before even starting the task. Min Húc began to imagine the wonderful scene
of raising the satiety level and receiving monster eggs. Then, cracking one open and
frying it up would surely be delicious, the thought making his mouth water. After a
long while, Min Húc finally began the task. He picked up a hoe and started digging,
enthusiastically saying: If I want to eat monsters, I need ingredients first.
This was just like digging up sweet potatoes before, he thought. Digging and eating
sweet potatoes, working and snacking at the same time was so much fun. A game notification
activated the Willpower skill, increasing the effectiveness of all crafting-related skills,
so Min Húc quickly dug straight furrows. He immediately sowed the seeds and watered them:
Now I just need to find some fertilizer. He quickly dug up fertilizer from the pile of dirt
next to him. The game notified him that he had received fertilizer: Can promote seed growth,
can be applied multiple times. Seeing this function, Min Húc was excited: It can be applied
multiple times. If I dig it up, I’ll use it to fertilize the seeds. He then scooped up another
handful of fertilizer: This much should be enough. He sprinkled the fertilizer on the
freshly dug soil, excitedly saying: Grow quickly, seeds. Not long after,
the growth rate of the seeds increased, and Min Húc watched in amazement as the seeds
he had just sown rapidly grew. These strange seeds bore fruit that could be harvested. At this
moment, a cute pink piglet jumped out of a flower. He was surprised to see different animals jumping
out of each plant. He was overjoyed that all these strange seeds were cooking ingredients,
and there was even a cow: I really want to bring these seeds home. Let’s start harvesting.
The game sent a notification. You received Special Processed Beef. You received all parts of the cow.
You received meat from the strange seeds. Although delicious, only monsters can eat it. Min Húc felt
extremely heartbroken: I worked so hard to farm, and you’re telling me I can’t eat it. You
clearly said you’d give me cooking ingredients. Keep it up. Under a tree, a green monster
was leaning against the trunk, resting. Suddenly, Min Húc jumped in front
of it, holding a plate of food, his eyes sparkling as he called out, Orc Chief. He
wanted to offer the plate of meat to the monster, but his hands trembled, reluctant to let it go.
He tried to reassure himself: Give it to him, right hand, don’t hesitate. All this is for the
Culinary God’s feast. When he finally steeled his resolve and presented the dish,
the monster suddenly knocked the meat to the ground. Min Húc was furious,
heartbroken: You dare throw the meat away. The monster yelled back: I’m sorry, but sir, we
orcs don’t eat cooked meat. Min Húc abruptly drew his knife and pointed it at the monster: Huh. So
you only eat raw meat. It trembled as it replied: Yes. Min Húc considered this, thinking: That
makes sense. Every species eats different things, like elephants, so big, but they only eat
grass. The orc now looked genuinely apologetic: Hey, you’re a kind person. I’m sorry for
dropping the meat. I was just startled. Min Húc decided to let it go: Alright, alright,
I understand. Raw meat, right. Then I’ll make raw beef. He started preparing the dish,
mixing spicy, sweet, and soy sauce for a dipping sauce: There, this is a
delicious sashimi. Dip it in this sauce. The green orc’s eyes lit up at the sight of
the meat: Edible. With that, it snatched a piece of meat and popped it into its mouth.
The delicious flavor exploded in its mouth, making it exclaim happily: Delicious. This is
the first time I’ve eaten something so good. A game notification popped up: The Orc Chief
loves this dish. Your reward will be better. But Min Húc wasn’t happy: Even with a better
reward, there’s nothing for me to eat. I want to eat rice. He then resolved: No, I still
need to feed another one. If I feed it a lot, I’ll probably get ingredients. He looked
towards the group of orcs and shouted: Hey, Orcs, come and eat. They ate the delicious
food, moved to tears: So delicious. This is the first time I’ve eaten something so good.
Watching them eat with gusto, he thought to himself: Is this the feeling the Culinary God
wants me to experience. Suddenly, another game notification appeared: Satiety level increased
by one point. You received Salted Sardines. Min Húc was astonished: Are these the
sardines preserved with the Culinary God’s hundred-year-old salt. Grilled to a golden
brown, the salted sardines sizzled in oil, dipped in a bit of— what was it. —and
soy sauce. The Culinary God really knows how to eat. His eyes sparkled, imagining
the delicious food he might get to eat. But then he read the next line of the
notification: These are sardines preserved with the Culinary God’s hundred-year-old salt.
There are no salted sardines more delicious than these. You must gather all the ingredients for
the Culinary God’s Imaginary Home-Cooked Meal to eat this. Below was a list of ingredients for
the Culinary God’s Home-Cooked Meal. Min Húc was still missing five ingredients. Excellent. I
must feed these monsters until they’re full. He cheered with delight. Suddenly,
from afar, the orcs approached, their leader saying: You are truly skilled.
The food was truly delicious. We all loved it. Therefore, we want to repay you, but
we have nothing to give but our thanks. Min Húc thought to himself: Ah, they don’t know
that completing the quest will give a reward. All I need to do is feed them until they’re
full, right. Then, looking at the barren land, he said to them: How about this,
you guys help me grow some food. The orcs looked at each other,
and suddenly exclaimed: Why do I suddenly feel so weak. Why is my head
suddenly spinning. Min Húc inwardly cursed their laziness and decided to try a different approach.
He began to speak with a laugh: Now that you’ve eaten the food I made, you won’t feel hungry
anymore. Are you really going to shy away from a little work now. How embarrassing. Actually, if
you help me, after I’ve fed all the monsters here, I plan to make even more delicious dishes,
even better than the one you just had. Hearing this, the orcs were moved,
and immediately changed their tune: Suddenly, I feel energized. Yes, full of
strength, my mind is clear. They asked him: What do we need to do. Min Húc said: First, we
need to water the seeds. Go fetch some water. But the orcs said awkwardly: But human, we don’t
have any buckets. Min Húc was astonished. Would he really have to farm for two weeks all by himself.
The thought of the arduous labor sent shivers down his spine. One orc said: We haven’t used buckets
in a long time. They’re all rusted and broken. Min Húc, still clinging to hope, asked:
Do you have any sickles or hoes. When they replied that they did, he suddenly felt
a surge of energy. Bring all the tools here, and I’ll fix them for you.
Not long after, all the tools were repaired. The orcs were immediately
enthusiastic: Thank you. We’ll work hard. Kang Min Húc continued his work of cooking
for the monsters. Time to feed the Ogres, I guess. He remembered the orcs saying that Ogres
were omnivores, so they could eat cooked food. He started craving cooked meat again. From afar,
the Ogres could already smell the fragrant meat: I’m so hungry. I wonder if that’s delicious.
At that moment, he suddenly waved to them: Hey, Ogres, come and eat. The beef won’t be as
good if it’s overcooked. With that, he quickly stuffed a piece of meat into an Ogre’s mouth.
The delicious taste made it exclaim excitedly: Delicious. Kang Min Húc told it to
call its companions over to eat. So a crowd of Ogres came rushing over, jostling
each other: I want to eat too. Don’t push. A game notification popped up: The Ogres are full.
The Two-Headed Ogre is full. You will receive a reward. You received the Two-Headed Ogre’s
Gloves. But Min Húc grumbled in frustration: Why do I keep getting useless things like
this. Give me food. As if his wish was heard, another game notification appeared: You received
the Culinary God’s Home-Cooked Meal ingredient: Soybean Paste. Kang Min Húc’s face
immediately lit up with joy: As expected, having monsters help really speeds things up.
Let’s put the Ogres to work. Thinking this, he shouted: Can you guys help me out a bit
after you’re done eating. The Ogres’ expressions immediately changed: Dream on, we’re Ogres.
But in the end, they couldn’t avoid it and had to exchange labor for food. Min Húc,
feeling reassured, directed them: Come on, you’re about to have some delicious food. Not just
for you, but for all the other monster races in Paradise too. Although eager in their hearts,
the Ogres still pretended to be indifferent: It’s not like we’re helping just because we
want to eat. It’s all for our friend. Kang Min Húc didn’t expose their pretense.
He suddenly looked at the monster egg, which was gradually growing larger, and thought
to himself: Just how big can this egg get. A game notification popped up: The monster egg
has reached a special level. Note: The egg’s level depends on the monsters’ satiety level.
Min Húc, though surprised, quickly realized a new worry: But the satiety level hasn’t reached
100% yet, meaning it’ll still grow bigger. But I’ve used up all the seeds I brought with me. What
am I going to do. I can’t leave this place. Then, at the mouth of the cave, he thought
of a plan: The monsters in this quest, after arriving in Paradise, although they can’t
leave, they should be able to enter, right. Arriving at the cave entrance, Min Húc suddenly
whistled. The game immediately displayed a notification: Activated Christ Pony’s Call.
Immediately afterward, a swarm of spiders emerged from who knows where. Min Húc quickly
lured them into the cave, using himself as bait. Running to the other end of the cave,
Min Húc shouted to the orcs: Everyone, help me. If you catch these monsters,
I’ll give you seeds that can grow food. Hearing that the reward was food,
the orcs’ eyes immediately lit up, and they enthusiastically charged forward.
Even the ogres nearby eagerly joined in. No matter how ferocious the spiders were, after
a while, they were all eliminated by the ogres and orcs, their corpses piling up.
Min Húc clapped his hands in delight, praising them: The monsters here are really strong
to be able to eliminate them so quickly. The game continuously displayed notifications: You received
seaweed. You received steamed eggs. You received mixed spinach. You received mixed bean sprouts.
His eyes lit up, realizing he had gathered all the ingredients. So he immediately began to
praise the orcs and ogres: Good job, everyone. Now go sow the seeds, water and fertilize
them. I have to go somewhere else for a bit. Min Húc went to a secluded place to
cook. Looking at the table full of food, he exclaimed excitedly: Finally,
it’s my turn to eat. Min Húc took a spoonful of soup and tasted it.
Savoring the flavor of the soup, he exhaled in satisfaction: Ah, this spicy and
rich aroma. Khanh tuong has to have this strong, spicy flavor. And this delicious pumpkin and tofu.
Eaten with rice, it’s truly. wonderful. I’ve already finished the Khanh tuong soup. Should
I roll the seaweed with rice. Just eating seaweed alone is already delicious,
but if I dip it in some soy sauce. Seaweed carries the flavor of the sea, and
combined with the saltiness of soy sauce, it’s perfect. Having finished the seaweed,
Min Húc moved on to another dish – steamed eggs. The steamed eggs are so soft
and smooth, and the crispness of the green onions is just right, perfect.
Even the mixed vegetables are delicious, not bland at all. I can’t stop. While
eating, Min Húc suddenly realized: Oh, there’s also salted mackerel, but I’m almost
out of rice. The fish is perfectly cooked. He flaked a piece of golden-skinned mackerel,
placed it on a spoonful of hot rice, and ate: Ah. Just the right amount of saltiness. This dish
really goes well with rice; one bowl isn’t enough. I still want to eat rice; home-cooked
meals are the best. At this moment, a Phoenix Lord yawned, stretching languidly.
So hungry I can’t sleep. It seems the descendant of the Culinary God is still seriously completing
the mission. But when it saw him leisurely sitting under a tree, eating an apple, it froze.
Min Húc, still oblivious, continued happily munching on the apple. Crunch, crunch. As he was
eating, a voice boomed from above: I thought you were better than the previous Culinary God,
but it seems you’re not. Hearing this voice, Min Húc looked up in surprise.
Its eyes blazed with anger: You dare to waste time eating here. Min
Húc froze, unsure how to explain. Uh. I. Collecting his thoughts, Min Húc blurted
out, The satiety level is almost full, so I’m just taking a short break. The Phoenix
Lord roared furiously, The task isn’t finished, and you dare say it’s almost complete. Don’t try
to fool me. Min Húc responded meekly, I’m telling the truth. The Phoenix Lord, Chronicle, sighed and
looked at him. Do you even feel guilty lying like that. I’ll have to check on that egg myself.
With that, it turned and flew away. Arriving at its destination, it saw the egg.
The monster egg. Because the monsters’ satiety level was almost full, the egg had
transformed into something resembling a giant pet incubator. Min Húc, panting, chased after
Chronicle. He said wearily, Chronicle, I was telling the truth. He looked up, wiping the sweat
from his chin. Chronicle, realizing its mistake, turned away in embarrassment. Ahem, well, it seems
you were right. I apologize for misunderstanding. Min Húc brushed off the earlier accusations. It’s
okay. He then voiced his concern to Chronicle. But I’ve fed all the monsters here, and the
satiety level is only at 95%. That means. Chronicle knew what he was worried about. Yes,
you have to cook for me. Make sure it’s good. Min Húc nodded confidently. Yes, sir.
He then proceeded to cook for Chronicle, but. His hands trembled as he presented
a large platter of meat, but Chronicle merely sniffed it and turned away. Not to my
liking. I refuse to eat such pedestrian fare. Min Húc exclaimed in surprise, But this is
steak. He then brought out another dish, only to see Chronicle become even more
irritated. You dare offer me this pathetically small morsel. After several failed attempts,
Min Húc muttered to himself in frustration, You’re not a water purifier, why are
you so picky. Chronicle seemed to hear his mumbling and glared back. What did you
say. Min Húc quickly denied it, rubbing his head as he walked away. Oh, nothing at all.
He sighed wearily, looking up at the sky. Seeing monsters flying overhead, an idea sparked
in his mind. Even though Chronicle is a monster, it’s still a kind of bird, and normal birds.
He searched for information about normal birds, and an article popped up. Seeing
the article mention eating larvae, Min Húc immediately decided to make this for
the Phoenix Lord. Putting his plan into action, he began searching for ingredients. From
one side came the sound of birdsong. From the other, the goblins chatted happily,
clutching their full bellies. Look, my belly is so full. Another one chimed in, Mine too. It’s
amazing, so this is what being full feels like. As Min Húc entered a cave to search for ingredients,
Chronicle felt a headache coming on. What is the descendant of the Culinary God doing in there.
Are there any good ingredients in that place. The previous Culinary God, Allen. never managed to
satisfy me. Anything but bland food is acceptable. I wonder if this inexperienced brat
can do it. But if he can satisfy me. he’ll not only receive the previous Culinary
God’s treasure but also a pet as powerful as myself. But he’s probably about to give up.
On the other side, when the goblins saw him emerge, they cheered. Ah, the talented human
has returned. Seeing him come out, Chronicle was surprised. Eh. But what is he holding.
In his hands were white, egg-like objects. Chronicle watched as he pulled out silken threads.
Did he bring back silkworm pupae from the Celov cave. Seeing the pupae, Chronicle couldn’t
believe it. Min Húc put the silkworm pupae into a pot. While the pupae are cooking,
I’ll chop some garlic and green onions. And add a pinch of salt for flavor. After
the sauce thickened, the silkworm pupa dish was complete. Once finished,
Min Húc happily presented the dish: Please enjoy. Chronicle looked at the offering
with a contemplative expression: Hmm. Having finished the dish, Min Húc recalled a
childhood memory of eating this dish: I used to buy and eat this when I was little.
Chronicle will definitely like it too. Chronicle took a bite. Tasting the silkworm
pupae, Chronicle cried out in surprise: Oh. This flavor. The sweet and salty broth, and
the savory taste that deepens with each chew. Moreover, the pupae aren’t too soft, perfectly
cooked. Delicious. The system then sent Min Húc a notification: Chronicle is very satisfied.
Chronicle thanked him happily: Thank you, this is wonderful. Now I will bestow upon you
a reward from our king. The system continued to display the next line: You can receive the highest
reward. Flames began to erupt around Chronicle, and from the fire emerged a handsome young man.
He smiled and greeted him: It’s a pleasure. He was Balzark, the system immediately
chimed in. You have met one of the seven legends. You have gained reputation. You have
received the title ‘One Who Has Met a Legend.’ Seeing Balzark, Min Húc’s jaw dropped. This
was one of the Culinary God’s subordinates. Balzark contentedly stretched out his hand:
Ah, I’m quite full. This is your reward. A black armor appeared before Min Húc. Immortal
Armor, Legendary level, only to be used by the Culinary God. Crafted by one of the legends named
Golden Hammer. Hammer made it using the bones of the Black Dragon and the breath of Cerberus.
This is the armor the Culinary God once wore. Although the probability is quite low, this item
can counterattack with double the damage. What a wonderful piece of equipment. Finally, someone
to inherit this armor. Allen was a good person, but he was easily distracted just by the
sight of food. He reminisced about the past with Allen. When he was caught stealing
the Phoenix Egg by me, Allen was startled. Balzark continued to think, What a headache,
this kid is probably stronger than him. Min Húc happily closed the system interface
and asked: Balzark, do you know about the God’s Meal. He immediately replied: Of course I
know, I’m the one who sent someone to get it. But aren’t you going to check that armor first.
Min Húc showed no interest in the armor, only caring about the food: What’s so
important about that now. Food is the most important thing. Hearing his answer, Balzark
looked at him in surprise: What. Min Húc wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth,
knelt down, and began to flatter Balzark: Lord Balzark, you’re so handsome. Look at
your armor made of bone, if it were edible, it would surely be delicious. No, it would
be divine. He looked at him in confusion: What’s going on. This guy is even worse than
Allen. He clutched the armor tightly, afraid it would fall due to Min Húc’s intensity: My armor is
about to fall off. Min Húc still didn’t give up, drooling as he pleaded: If you don’t need it,
could I have a taste. Balzark hurriedly said: Hold on, we have to do things in order. Min
Húc impatiently said: Only by breaking the rules can truly delicious food be created.
You should give me the God’s Meal. Seeing his expression, Balzark bit his lip
fearfully and said: If you’re going to be like this, I won’t give it to you.
Min Húc obediently knelt on the ground, looking at him. Balzark sighed and pointed in
a direction: Fine, first go and check on that matured egg. Min Húc looked in the direction he
pointed: Wow. He exclaimed in astonishment, Oh, it was legendary level before, now I don’t know
what level this is. He replied: That’s right. The system displayed the egg’s information.
Description: Satiety 100%. You can ask Balzark why it changed. Balzark said: Go to Monster
Paradise and choose a creature to become your pet. Min Húc listened with a bewildered expression.
Balzark explained: There are many powerful potential monsters there. Carefully choose
one and place it inside the egg. Min Húc was overjoyed: Wow, that’s amazing. But
he completely misunderstood the point: Is that a food court. Balzark looked
at him in disbelief: What. This guy… He angrily shouted: You can’t eat your
pet. Hearing that he couldn’t eat it, Min Húc stood up, disgruntled: Why
not. Balzark sighed and explained: Because pets are meant to help you, to give you
strength. Min Húc slumped in disappointment: I’m so curious what dragon meat tastes like.
Exasperated, Balzark offered: As a substitute, if you come back, I’ll give you the God’s Meal.
To make the dish even more delicious, Allen used a spatial membrane to create Golden Pig
Trotters Stewed in Lava. Do you want to eat it. At the mere mention of food, his eyes lit up.
Min Húc rolled up his sleeves and declared resolutely: Yes, I’ll be back quickly. I’m ready
anytime. Balzark nodded and smiled in response: I know. But you only have two
chances to confirm their strength, so choose carefully, heir of the God.
Balzark teleported Min Húc to that place. After landing in a forest, the system also appeared:
You have entered the legendary Monster Paradise. You are the 35th player to enter the legend.
Opening his eyes and seeing the creatures there, Min Húc looked at them excitedly: There are
so many delicious-looking monsters here, especially that anglerfish-looking monster. It
reminds me of delicious anglerfish soup. Being stared at like that, the anglerfish couldn’t
help but shudder. Min Húc thought regretfully: But it’s a pity I can’t eat it. I’ll have
to go look at other monsters. Just then, he spotted an orange tail crawling into a cave.
Looking inside the cave, he was utterly astonished. It was a small dragon. What
if I raise it to be the strongest pet. He imagined roasting dragon meat with dragon fire;
that way, it would be more convenient to eat. He said: Confirm information. The system
immediately displayed the dragon’s information panel. Seeing its good effects
and decent information, but unable to evolve, it’s a bit of a shame to make it a pet.
Min Húc turned and walked away, even more regretful that he couldn’t eat it. I’ll go find
another monster. Hearing that he wanted to eat it, the little dragon jumped in fright.
Min Húc was strolling through the forest when he spotted a piglet grazing.
There are even pigs here. But what is it eating. Just watching it eat is satisfying.
I’m starving. No, I have to eat a hot dog. Suiting action to word, he conjured a hot dog.
Just as he was about to enjoy the hot dog, the piglet followed the aroma and approached him.
It looked at him with pitiful eyes, sniffing the air. Min Húc recoiled in alarm: What
the heck. This cunning little pig. No way am I sharing my food with anyone.
It looked at him and started to tear up. Seeing it about to cry, he thought: That
expression is so pitiful. How can Min Húc, the Min Húc, lose to a little pig. He resolutely
refused to give it any, absolutely not. It glared at him angrily, panting, and slowly
approached him. He instinctively recoiled in fear: Why did your expression suddenly change
like that. Don’t, don’t come any closer. It stepped on his foot and pointed in a
direction. Min Húc wondered: What is it trying to say. Does it want me to follow it.
He decided to follow it. The piglet kept jumping into the nearby bushes, searching for
something. A moment later, it pointed at a patch of grass. You want me to check it out.
He followed its instructions and confirmed. Unexpectedly, he received a four-leaf clover.
Description: This is a special type of grass that grows among hundreds of other grasses here. It has
the aroma of spinach. Min Húc held the four-leaf clover in his hand, his face incredulous: How….
Seeing his interest in the four-leaf clover, the piglet excitedly wanted to use it to trade for
his hot dog, sniffing the air. This time, he could guess what it wanted. You want to trade it for
my hot dog. We can trade, but I need to confirm it again. Min Húc shook his head in refusal.
The piglet got angry, pointing at a fruit on the tree behind him, oinking. He jumped up
and picked it, turning out to be an apple. Hatchling’s Apple. It grows thanks to the
magic power emanating from the Hatchling’s body. Min Húc looked at the apple
tree laden with fruit, surprised: There are apples here too. This pig even has the
ability to find special ingredients. How amazing. Seeing him silent, it oinked to remind
him. He took out a hot dog. Alright, now I’ll trade with you. It took a bite of
the hot dog and then shed tears of emotion. Seeing it eat so deliciously, he also felt
happy. Haha, is it good. You’re even wagging your tail. It quickly devoured the hot dog. Min
Húc took out three more hot dogs and asked it: So, if I give you a few more hot dogs,
can you find me other ingredients. Seeing even more hot dogs, it happily agreed.
Then the piglet’s attribute panel appeared: Special Ability: Can find cooking ingredients,
sometimes can also find rare medicinal herbs. Growth Condition: The better the owner eats, the
higher its experience and the faster it evolves. Seeing this, Min Húc felt very strange and
decided to read it again. But in the end, he was very happy, because the most important
thing is that it knows how to find cooking ingredients. It will grow up quickly.
And if it grows up fat, who knows, it might become emergency food for me, so I choose
the piglet. After making his choice, the system asked him: Do you want to rename the piglet.
Seeing that, he tried asking the piglet: Little Pig. But it didn’t agree. Pink
Pig. This made the piglet even more displeased. It oinked, unsure what to say.
Naming it made Min Húc rack his brain: Just these names. Calling you Fatty isn’t
allowed either. How about Beanie. That’s a puppy’s name. But when the piglet heard this
name, its eyes lit up as it looked at him, making him helplessly accept: Fine, then I’ll call
you Beanie. And so, the piglet’s name was set as Beanie. The newly named piglet immediately jumped
up and down in celebration, its actions making him smile happily. Do you like it. The piglet
oinked in response. Having chosen his pet, Min Húc decided to return to where he was summoned.
Upon returning, Balzark was surprised that he chose a pig instead of other animals. Min
Húc explained: Partly because of its ability; as long as I feed it well, it will grow.
Hearing that, Balzark smiled and said: So it’s because it’s easy to raise.
Min Húc immediately replied, What else do humans raise pigs and cows for.
Hearing this question, Balzark responded, What do you mean. Min Húc’s answer seemed to make
Balzark suddenly understand something. He looked down at the piglet and asked, Could it be.
Min Húc then voiced his thoughts, Who knows, maybe I can eat it later. He looked at the piglet
with a cunning glint in his eyes, causing both Balzark and Beanie to feel a shiver of fear.
At this moment, a table was set, and both Min Húc and Beanie started drooling. Min
Húc eagerly grabbed his chopsticks and said, It smells so good. Let’s eat.
But Beanie also grabbed chopsticks just like Min Húc, which annoyed him. Hey, he
said, How dare you try to steal my pork leg. Suddenly, he was surprised to discover that
the food in front of him had an identical portion in front of Beanie. Alright, fine,
he conceded. Let’s each eat our own portion. He then picked up a piece of
tender pork leg and put it in his mouth. As soon as he finished eating,
both of them were moved to tears. When was the last time I ate meat. Min Húc murmured. It’s
been so long. Now I realize how delicious it is. Now was the time to savor the deliciousness.
The meat was tender and sweet, the dipping sauce rich, and the seasoning just right.
Was this boiled in lava. he wondered. No wonder it’s chewier than usual. The
noodles were also cooked perfectly. How can you eat pork leg without cold noodles. The
sweet and spicy flavor spreading in his mouth was wonderful. A glass of cola would be perfect.
Seeing that Beanie was also drinking cola, they clinked glasses and drank.
Then the system announced: You have enjoyed the Pork Leg Set Meal. This is the first dish of
the Culinary God. You have received ‘Immunity to All Poisons,’ which can resist all toxins. The
number of skill uses has increased to five times, and the search range has expanded to 10 km.
Culinary God’s Meal: You can cook top-tier dishes. You will receive a recipe from a specific
character. Seeing this, Min Húc thought, Searching for ingredients is good, but what is the Culinary
God’s Meal. Ah, this is a new skill. Joy of Sharing Delicious Food: When you cook for others,
a similar dish will also appear in front of you. Then he understood; this was probably the
principle the Culinary God wanted him to grasp. An extra portion wasn’t bad either. At
this moment, Balzark approached and asked, So, how do you like the reward. Min Húc
happily replied, Ah, yes, I like it. The Culinary God must have told you that this meal
would be very beneficial for you, right. I have assigned you a task. Go find the next meal of the
Culinary God. A new quest appeared: Be a generous person (limited to the first user of the God’s
Meal). Reward: The God’s second meal, an item of the Culinary God. After assigning the task,
Balzark prepared to leave. Before leaving, he extended his hand towards Min Húc
and said, So I hope you enjoy your meal. Min Húc replied, Yes, thank you.
Finished with his business there, Min Húc returned to town and happened to run
into old Borto. He approached and greeted him, You look tired. Seeing Min Húc, Borto asked,
Oh, it’s the Heir of the God. Have you tried the Culinary God’s meal yet. He happily replied,
Mr. Borto, I’ve eaten it. It was amazing. It truly lives up to the Culinary God’s name.
Come in quickly. I’ll get you something to drink. Wait a moment. Okay. Min Húc looked
at him and thought, Should I try checking his satisfaction level. So he asked, Mr.
Borto, is there anything I can help you with. Hearing this, Borto found it timely, as he was
about to ask for help. Suddenly, a voice called out, Is anyone home. This puzzled Borto. Who
is that. There shouldn’t be any new visitors. He was about to go and open the door when Min Húc
stopped him, saying seriously, Wait, Mr. Borto. This action startled him, and he asked, What’s
wrong. Don’t you sense the murderous aura. No, I smell the aroma of delicious food. But we
don’t know for sure, let me open the door. Mr. Borto said, Alright then. The person outside,
hearing no reply, muttered, Is no one home. Hearing this, Min Húc immediately replied,
I’m coming. As soon as the door opened, both of them looked at each other in surprise.
Genie, holding a croquette in her hand, was eating it, and couldn’t help but
exclaim, Wow, this croquette is so delicious. It’s freshly fried and still hot.
The outside is crispy, and the inside is soft and fragrant. The ingredients are not only
complete but also very rich. While immersed in the explosion of flavors in her mouth, she suddenly
remembered, Ah, according to my investigation, I can receive a hidden quest by giving food with a
buff. What a pity, but I’ll eat it later. I wonder how delicious the buffed food will be. Maybe it’ll
be even better than the chef’s food in Twilight. She stood in front of a house and knocked. Is
anyone home. A voice responded from inside. The door opened, and when she saw the person,
Genie was stunned: Min. Min Húc. Min Húc looked bewildered: Do you know me. He looked at her
appearance and said, You’re very beautiful. Genie was very confused, thinking he
would recognize her. It seemed she was overthinking. Upon seeing the beautiful woman, Min
Húc couldn’t help but shower her with compliments, especially about her perfect, plump lips. This
is the first time I’ve met such a beautiful woman. Men in the real world would definitely go
crazy for you. Min Húc stammered for a moment. Suddenly noticing what she was holding, he asked,
What are you holding in your beautiful hands. Genie, slightly embarrassed, replied, Oh, this
is a croquette. Min Húc winked at her and asked, Can I try one. Genie was inwardly furious at
this kid, not recognizing her and even wanting to try her food. But she still agreed
on the surface, Of course, go ahead. Min Húc was overjoyed at being allowed, clasping
his hands together to thank her. You’re so kind. Then he stood there eating happily,
completely oblivious to Genie staring at him. He doesn’t know who I am, but if I reveal
my identity, will he run away. she wondered. Borto, noticing that no one seemed to have
entered the house for a while, came out of the room and asked, Who is it. Min Húc, hearing his
voice, suddenly remembered, Oh right, Mr. Borto, it seems you have a guest. Genie, seeing Mr.
Borto come out, explained her reason for being there. Hello, sir. I heard there’s something
I need here, so I came. Oh, please come in. Upstairs, the three of them sat around
a round table. Min Húc spoke first, turning to the woman. Oh right, your voice is very
similar to someone I know. Genie seemed slightly taken aback. Is. is that so. What kind of person.
Although she said that, she was cursing inwardly, Does this bastard really not recognize me.
She smiled smugly and asked, It feels like a very good person, right. That’s right. Uh.
Min Húc immediately poured cold water on her, making her lose face. Not really.
Although embarrassed, Genie tried to maintain her smile. Oh ho ho ho, is that so. What
kind of person then. Min Húc, without hesitation, enthusiastically told Genie, She was my middle
school classmate. I tried her gummy candy, and then she dragged me outside and choked
me. She was just joking, though. Middle schoolers are young, why would they do that.
Min Húc shuddered, fearfully asserting, No, I still have nightmares about it to this day.
Genie, after hearing this, let out a forced laugh to ease the awkwardness. Could it be because of
this that he hasn’t contacted me. she wondered. Her expression then turned serious, a look of
determination settling on her face. Alright, for now, I’ll pretend I don’t know him, so he
won’t run away. I have to find out why he cut off contact. Seeing their conversation come to a
close, Borto spoke up: So, I have a favor to ask of you both. Both replied in unison, Yes.
Genie glanced at Min Húc, thinking, So Min Húc is taking part in this quest too. Just
as I thought, he’s much stronger than his level suggests. Are you both familiar with the Northern
Continent. Hearing the name of this region, Genie was shocked, her eyes widening in
surprise. The Northern Continent. Players have been actively exploring that area recently,
but there haven’t been many related quests. Borto pulled out a map and continued,
If you follow the map I’ve drawn, you’ll reach the Valkyrie Kingdom.
Genie looked at the map, thinking, A kingdom. That means I could acquire villages and territory
in the Northern Continent. I’ve already eaten everything in the Philip Kingdom’s territory.
Completing this quest would be very beneficial. I need you both to go there and find the legendary
chef. Min Húc asked, The legendary chef. Borto confirmed, emphasizing, That chef’s culinary
skills have reached the pinnacle. I once had the opportunity to taste his food. It was then that
I realized how lacking my own skills truly are. Min Húc’s eyes widened in admiration. Even
a top-tier chef like Borto is so humble. Borto clasped his hands on the table, his
expression serious. And that renowned chef knows about the Void Azure Stalactite. The Void
Azure Stalactite is a precious substance that drips from the deepest depths of the earth.
Drinking it grants special powers. Its taste is exquisite, thanks to the stalactite water.
Unexpectedly, the Void Azure Stalactite is actually stalactite water. Either way, it
must be delicious. A hidden quest appeared: Meet the legendary chef to obtain
the Void Azure Stalactite. The reward is Borto’s enhanced cuisine.
As soon as they left Borto’s house, Min Húc waved goodbye to Genie. Ah, the croquette was delicious.
Goodbye. Genie, hearing this, almost exploded in anger. You absolutely have to come with
me. Min Húc squinted, feigning reluctance. Wouldn’t that just mean another mouth to feed.
Genie cursed inwardly, This bastard. Goodbye. Genie immediately chased after him. Wait. I’ll buy
you delicious food. Fueled by the promise of food, Min Húc’s attitude did a complete 180, striking
a butler-like pose and gesturing with his hand. Please, allow me to escort you on your journey.
Oh, right. What’s your name. Genie quickly made up a name. Uh, Ronie. My name is Ronie. Let’s
go quickly, Ronie. Can we stop at that village. There are a lot of items there. In the village,
a young man was peddling his wares. He had all sorts of items in his hands, including jewelry and
food. Come and get it, only 1.5 times the price. Root looked over the items on the table and sighed
in disappointment. They’re all low-level items. I need to find a player who looks stronger. I have
to ask someone to help me complete this quest. Min Húc walked up to Root and asked, Are you
really buying all of this. I have a lot. Root put on a smile and replied, Yes, I’ll buy it all.
But inwardly, he was assessing, Oh, another frying pan killer cosplay, how boring. But the woman with
him looks strong, maybe I should try asking her. Min Húc suggested, Let’s make a trade. Root
immediately agreed. Min Húc opened his inventory. Root’s eyes widened in shock. What. These are…
Lord Phoenix’s feathers. And the Orc Chieftain’s twin greatswords. These are all incredibly
rare items. These levels… this isn’t a joke. Min Húc calmly selected a few items. This one,
and this one too. Root forced a polite smile. Oh, it seems these are all high-level
items. Excuse me, but your levels are… Genie spoke up, irritated. Why does it
matter. That suspicious look… I guess I’ll just have to confirm it myself. Root
scratched his head, laughing awkwardly. Ah, let me use my sword. It has a detection function.
He drew his golden-hilted sword. Please, appraise the two people before me. He activated
the Sun Sword. Target identities confirmed. This light… it’s the first time I’ve seen
it shine so brightly. This person is… Unsure of the outcome, Root immediately
dropped to his knees after the appraisal. P-Please… help me, just this once.
If you help me, I’ll sell these things at double… no, triple the price. The two turned to discuss
it. Genie whispered to Min Húc, Min Húc, I’ve seen that sword before. It’s troublesome.
After their discussion, they turned to leave. Seeing this, Root pleaded, Please
help me, just this once. Feeling pity, Genie discreetly pointed him in a direction.
Seeing Min Húc walking further away, Root shouted, I’ll buy you delicious food. Sure enough,
nothing worked better than the promise of food. The food-enslaved Min Húc immediately
turned and ran back. What’s wrong. As a man… no, as a person, I can’t just ignore this.
Genie could only watch in speechless exasperation at Min Húc’s swift change of heart.
The Iphilips Empire and the Kollodis Empire are at odds. The Rivalry Lands lie between these two
empires on the Northern Continent. Both kingdoms are striving to explore this land. Because there
are many powerful monsters there, it’s proving difficult for them. The monsters there are all
very strong, requiring cooperation to defeat. But what the two continental empires don’t
know is about the Valkyrie Kingdom. The Valkyrie Kingdom is protected by the god Jyuis.
But one day, soldiers of the Valkyrie Kingdom encountered people from the Iphilips Empire.
That’s why King Valen of the Valkyrie Kingdom, considering the future, established an alliance
with the Iphilips Empire. So he organized an expedition, crossing the border of the Iphilips
Empire. Everyone traveled on horseback. Unfortunately, no matter how brave they were,
it was unavoidable… They were discovered and ambushed. Only King Valen and I managed to escape.
The others, unfortunately, all perished on that snow-covered land. Back to the present…
It must have been the Kollodis Empire. So we came to Raven, where there are strong
people, to ask for help. He continued, The stronger the user, the higher the
reputation… and they can wield King Valen’s Sun Sword. He recounted the events. Then, I met
Min Húc and Ronie, who were selling me items. Genie and Min Húc looked at Root. Ronie, sweating,
said, I see. Root immediately replied excitedly, Yes, that’s exactly it. Watching Min Húc yawn
leisurely, Root broke out in a cold sweat, thinking to himself, He’s pretending to cosplay
as a frying pan assassin, but he’s definitely a master. That’s why I’m following these
two. Root continued his internal monologue: If I can get their help and overcome this
trial, I’ll become a noble in the Valkyrie Kingdom. This S-rank trial is called ‘Escorting
King Valen.’ King Valen will be ambushed. The mission is to escort him safely to the Iphilips
Empire. The reward is a barony, along with land, and access to King Valen’s treasury. Failure
means being banned from the Northern Continent. Root, brimming with excitement, approached
a shop that was about to open. He invited Min Húc and Genie inside, thinking to himself,
The tax revenue from that land won’t be small, enough to live lavishly for a lifetime. He
was incredibly confident in his plan. This is my life’s turning point. He continued,
His Majesty is waiting for you two. Root grasped the doorknob and pushed the door open.
Poking his head in, he addressed the king, Your Majesty, the outsiders have arrived. A
cold figure with blond hair and a fur coat, the king sternly replied, Let them in.
He rose to his feet, a figure of authority, yet cold as ice. He addressed Root, You’ve
worked hard. Root and the king exchanged a few words. Genie thought to herself, This is
the first time I’ve met the emperor here. So this is King Valen of the Valkyrie Kingdom.
After a brief conversation, the king suddenly remembered to ask Min Húc, Young man with
the frying pan, what is your true profession. Genie looked at Min Húc in surprise.
He confidently replied to King Valen, I am a chef. Everyone except Genie was startled.
Root, in particular, cried out in astonishment. The king, too, was stunned. A chef. What’s a chef
doing here. Min Húc replied with a yearning tone, Your Majesty, I came because I heard
you would sell me delicious food. Root stared at him with a dumbfounded
expression, still in shock. He had assumed, seeing the sword, that Min Húc was a close-combat
specialist. It turned out he was just a chef, yet with such a high reputation. Before he could
recover, King Valen turned to Root and asked, Root, what’s the meaning of this. Will
he really escort me to meet Emperor Elle. Root didn’t know either; the situation had
taken him completely by surprise. He stammered, Uh, perhaps. The hesitation in Root’s
voice, making it clear he knew nothing, caused King Valen to break out in a cold sweat.
He pressed Root, Or should I have someone else escort me. He couldn’t bring himself to trust this
chef. He had assumed they were powerful warriors, only to be told they were here for delicious
food. Root fearfully urged the king to remain calm. That would be difficult, Your Majesty.
King Valen sighed in resignation. On my way here, I encountered a group entering the city. We
must leave as soon as possible. His voice was laced with disappointment. Min
Húc and Genie watched him silently. Genie pondered. A whole squad in pursuit,
and only two of us. Is that enough. Then she addressed King Valen, Your Majesty, having
reinforcements now would be best. King Valen sighed and nodded. Indeed, that is true. Those
with clear professions are more trustworthy. Understanding King Valen’s implication,
Genie spoke brightly, Then I’ll call my people. They are very strong friends
of mine. Within a forest. A swirling vortex of wind swept up everything around it.
A mysterious figure, cloaked entirely in black and radiating power, emerged. It was Crow,
the one who had unleashed the devastating vortex. A man with orange hair, an eyepatch,
and a sword charged towards Crow. You bastard. The orange-haired man yelled as he lunged.
He laughed confidently. Don’t resist me. The man swung his sword, raining
blows upon Crow. Counterattack, he roared. But Crow only used his spear to defend.
Then, he seized the opportunity to spin his long spear. He thrust it upwards, unleashing the
Spear Blast skill. The earth before him exploded. The orange-haired man’s soul soared
skyward. The bandit leader, Jan Becker, had been vanquished. A system notification popped
up: Bounty awarded upon elimination. Crow breathed a sigh of relief. Time to head back. The
bounty hunter, Crow, prepared to return. Suddenly, Crow’s notification panel lit up. An
urgent guild message. he wondered. The system’s urgent message flashed: Mission: Escort King Valen
of the Northern Valkyrie Kingdom to meet King Elle. The king will be attacked. Handsome rewards
offered for safe escort. The system continued: Members who do not participate will be
removed from the rewards list. Sent by: Guild Master Genie.
Seeing the message, Crow chuckled. Oh, a mission. With that, he
immediately teleported back to the guild. After teleporting back, he greeted the guild
members. Hey, Firefist, he said, then added with a teasing grin, Still haven’t found a
girlfriend. Opposite him were two others. One, the red-haired Firefist Ace, whose signature
move was the Ultimate Fire Fist. The other, clad in armor, was Asgal, the battlefield war god.
Firefist shook his head. Nope. Right now, instead of a girlfriend, like Nami, I want someone
smart, like Robin. I don’t know what I need to do, but I think the Straw Hats will win. Crow,
losing interest at the mention of the Straw Hats, absentmindedly replied, Uh-huh, uh-huh. He then
asked, Where are Lock and Khan. Firefist answered, I think they went to some tower. They probably
haven’t seen the notification yet. Crow, having grasped the situation, said, I see.
Let’s gather and head out then. I can’t wait. Crow wasn’t one for waiting. Firefist said, Yeah, but
Crow, he added with a laugh, This is gonna be fun. Crow smiled back. The two exchanged knowing
glances and burst into laughter. Asgal, watching from afar, sweatdropped. Are these two alright.
Seeing the goofy expressions of his comrades, he shook his head, truly speechless. That
evening, in a luxurious wooden villa, A figure chuckled while looking at the
mission board. It was Ares. As he observed, he thought to himself, It’s shameful for a
player from the Iphilips Empire to accept a mission from the Kollodis Empire. He was looking
at an S-rank mission: Capture the fleeing King Valen. Prevent the alliance between the Valkyrie
Kingdom and the Iphilips Empire. Rewards: Land, title, and King Valen’s Evolution Skill. Failure
will decrease goodwill with the Kollodis Empire. Ares thought to himself, Siding with
the Kollodis Empire and taking this mission seems quite advantageous.
He believed Lumad, the former captain of the Kollodis Empire’s Beast Warrior
Squad, was incredibly strong. As long as Elle’s Greatsword hasn’t appeared, the Kollodis
Empire won’t lose. Ares was certain of that. The biggest reason he sided with them
was because of the ability of Valen, king of the Valkyrie Kingdom. The Evolution
skill isn’t just skill enhancement; it’s evolution to a higher level. The power level will
increase dramatically thanks to the evolution. I can’t miss this valuable reward, he thought.
Lost in thought, he was suddenly interrupted by someone opening the door. Lord Ares, a subordinate
bowed his head to report, We’ve confirmed the king is stopping at Raven Village. But there aren’t two
acting, but four, including a player wielding a frying pan. Hearing this, Ares furrowed his brow,
folding his arms as if calculating something. He muttered, That frying pan wielder is a nuisance,
an eyesore. He ordered, Send disguised men to follow them. The other person bowed their
head in obedience, Yes, sir. Ares scowled, They must disappear permanently. What plan
would he devise to deal with Min Húc’s group. Would Min Húc and his companions be able to
overcome all the challenges that lay ahead. Meanwhile, the three were traveling in
a carriage. Genie gazed thoughtfully at King Valen sitting opposite her. Meeting
him in person confirms it, she mused, He truly is Valen of the Valkyrie Kingdom.
Valen was lost in thought, when he suddenly looked up to find Genie staring at him with bright
eyes, while Min Húc was wolfing down something. Seeing this, Valen turned away, a melancholic
expression on his face. I’m so hungry, he thought, It’s been so long since I’ve eaten anything. I
need something to eat. Distressed by his hunger, he glanced up and saw Min Húc eating heartily,
wondering what it was. Seeing Min Húc enjoying his food so much, Genie spoke up, Hey,
why are you eating so deliciously. Give me some. Hearing her request, Min Húc offered
her a boiled egg. Genie accepted, saying, Alright, since you gave me a croquette earlier.
Valen watched as Min Húc handed the egg to Genie, swallowing hard as he gazed at the glistening
egg. Is that a boiled egg. he thought. Just the image of the soft yolk
and its aroma made his mouth water. Min Húc, still chewing, turned and
noticed Valen watching. He asked, Would you like some. Valen started to accept,
but then turned his head away, pride welling up. I must maintain my image. He responded coolly to
Min Húc’s offer, No need, I’m fine. Seeing this, Min Húc quickly popped the egg into his mouth
and finished it. Oh, okay then, he said. Valen, observing Min Húc’s indifference,
glared at him, thinking, Why didn’t he offer again. Shouldn’t you offer someone something three
times. At that moment, Genie spoke up, addressing the king, Your Majesty, please have something
to eat. You’ll get hungry. Go ahead and eat. Seeing Genie’s understanding, Valen praised
her silently. How considerate. I must reward this girl when we return. Finally, he replied,
Very well. Suddenly, Min Húc spoke up, Actually, Your Majesty might not like this. The two then
began to murmur to each other, He’s a king, you know. Really. Yeah, you’re right. Hearing this,
Valen stammered, but didn’t dare speak loudly, That’s not true. Seeing this, Genie apologized,
I misspoke, Your Majesty. Please forgive me. Valen tried to maintain a calm composure
as he replied, Oh, no, it’s quite alright, while internally screaming, Why won’t you give
me any. Why. Finally, clenching his fists, he decided to speak up. Although I don’t
particularly enjoy this type of food, he began, my people are waiting for me. If
I continue to starve, I fear I might perish. Genie, hearing this, was surprised. Your
Majesty. Min Húc innocently asked Valen, You just want to eat an egg, right.
Seeing Min Húc’s bluntness, Genie quickly intervened, Min Húc.
Watch your mouth. Valen, stunned, looked at the scene unfolding before him in
bewilderment. Reminded by Genie, Min Húc suddenly understood. He pulled out an egg and said, I
get it. Here, eat this quickly. Don’t starve. Ah, it might be a little dry, he
added, pulling out a can of soda. Here, have this too. Valen looked at the food
before him, touched. There’s even a soda. He accepted the offerings, saying, Thank you.
He immediately took a bite of the egg. As he ate, tears welled up in his eyes. The fragrant
aroma of the egg filled his mouth; the steam-cooked egg was both firm and soft.
He opened the can of soda, thinking, When your throat is dry from the egg yolk, a
sip of soda is truly divine. After finishing, Valen exclaimed with satisfaction, Delicious.
The other two watched this scene, one maintaining a calm demeanor, while the other chuckled
at King Valen’s reaction. At this moment, Valen realized he had been a bit over
the top and felt a pang of embarrassment. Valen quickly tried to recover, This dish could
satisfy even someone accustomed to Lald’s cooking, like myself. Very delicious, thank you.
Min Húc, hearing the unfamiliar name, asked, Who is Lald. Valen, hearing this question,
immediately answered, He’s the royal chef of the Valkyrie Kingdom, renowned as a celebrated chef.
Min Húc stopped eating, thinking with admiration, A chef so famous that even stalactites know of
him. Seeing this, Valen continued, Speaking of Lald, it reminds me of his dishes. Everything he
makes is delicious, but his sushi is the best. Hearing this, Min Húc’s eyes lit up. Su,
sushi. Where does he get the fish. Valen immediately pointed the way for Min Húc. This
is your first time in the Northern Continent, right. It’s north of the Dragon King’s Sea.
Min Húc, finding a solution, thought joyfully, If there’s a sea, I can complete Elle’s quest.
I must go there. Seeing this, Valen asked him, Oh, I heard you’re a chef as well. Min Húc
immediately replied, Yes, that’s right. Unexpectedly, Valen pondered for a moment, then
said something that surprised Min Húc. Tell you what. If you can make a dish that satisfies me,
I’ll give you the chance to taste Lald’s cooking, and I’ll help you evolve your power.
The system immediately announced: Hidden S-Rank Quest: Satisfy the Hungry King
Valen. Reward: Evolve King Valen’s skill, receive the renowned chef’s sushi recipe.
King Valen is currently very hungry. Make a delicious dish to satisfy him. Genie, seeing
the system notification, said with surprise, Evolve a skill. King Valen has that ability.
She quickly turned and asked him, Is that a quest. Min Húc immediately replied, It’s a hidden S-rank
quest. Hearing this, Genie analyzed the situation, S-rank. Roban did say Min Húc enjoys
cooking and is quite good at it, but can his cooking truly satisfy the king’s palate.
Turning, she saw Min Húc speaking to Valen, I understand. I’ll give it a try. After saying
this, he considered what to make for the king. I just received a new skill, right.
It’s called ‘Recipe Creation’. The book gave Min Húc a recipe for Valen’s steak.
Required ingredients: A++ Black Beef, Bay Leaves, 300-Year-Old Red Wine, Mushroom Butter. Unique
Traditional Cooking Level. Effect: Obtain King Valen’s Skill Evolution, significantly increasing
all attributes. After reviewing it, Min Húc thought, It must be so elaborate because it’s for
the king. But I’m lacking ingredients, aren’t I. At this moment, the system notified him: You
can use existing ingredients as substitutes, but the level may be reduced. Do you wish to
proceed with the substitution. He pondered, then said, Hmm, alright. Looking at the
ingredients before him, he said, Alright. Min Húc immediately began preparing the
ingredients. After processing the vegetables, he seasoned the meat with salt and
pepper, then drizzled olive oil over it. He melted butter in a hot pan and seared the
meat, then added the vegetables and sautéed them until cooked. Finally, everything was
complete. Min Húc declared cheerfully, Done. Genie, looking at the dish before Min Húc,
thought with surprise, Within ten days, all attributes increase by 5%, skill level
+2. Min Húc’s cooking is that potent. Valen, seeing this, decided to try it: Oh, it
looks delicious. Let me see how it tastes. He cut a piece of meat and pondered thoughtfully.
A dish made in such a short time, yet it looks truly appetizing. He clearly knows how to make
a steak. Let’s give it a try. Tasting the steak, Valen was a little surprised, thinking, So tender.
With each bite, I can savor the sweetness of the meat. The seasoning is just right.
This is a wonderful sensation. This is so good. Finishing the steak,
he wiped his mouth and said, Mmm, very delicious. This dish is truly excellent.
Feeling his praise was a bit excessive, he turned away embarrassedly and added,
However, it’s still a long way from truly satisfying my palate. Both Genie and Min Húc,
witnessing this scene, thought to themselves, He clearly ate everything. Valen then addressed
Min Húc, As promised, I will evolve a skill for you. Min Húc seized the opportunity, As long as
you let me try your sushi— Before he could finish, Genie interrupted, Quiet. Just accept it.
He began to think about the reward, I wonder which skill can be evolved…
Please evolve Elle’s swordsmanship skill. Valen listened, considered for a moment,
Elle, you say. Finally, he declared, Alright, I agree. Immediately, King Valen’s power
manifested: Elle’s swordsmanship skill evolved. Genie told Min Húc, It’s done. Check
it. As Root was driving everyone along, the carriage suddenly encountered a problem.
He slammed on the brakes, yelling, Oh my god. Everyone inside the carriage, startled by
the sudden event, was in a slight panic, unsure of what had happened. It turned out the
horse had been struck by an arrow from somewhere, causing it to whinny in fright.
Root, seeing this, said angrily, Damn it. A surprise attack. They’ve damaged
the carriage. Min Húc helped King Valen and Genie out of the carriage as Root reported,
Your Majesty, we’re under attack. Please get out of the carriage quickly.
Suddenly, a person hiding in a tree, seeing the two disembark, fired an arrow,
unexpectedly hitting Min Húc. The system immediately announced: Physical damage
reflected. Opponent receives double damage. The archer, not only failing to injure Min
Húc but also suffering pain themselves, cried out, Aagh. The system also announced
that the attacker’s HP had dropped below 20%. Confused and injured, the attacker
exclaimed, What kind of crazy armor is that. Suddenly, Genie rushed forward, telling
them, Root and Min Húc, protect His Majesty. With that, she threw a rope, which
caught the attacker completely off guard. The rope immediately burst into flames,
incinerating the attacker in an instant, leaving only a single cry of pain. The
system announced: Khos has been eliminated. Another cry followed, accompanied by the
system message: Volno has been eliminated. The last remaining attacker, hiding in the
tree, said angrily, That damn girl. She’s too strong. What should I do. Before he could
finish his sentence, a rope wrapped around his neck. Before being burned to death, he
raged, Damn it. What is this. The system announced: Red has been eliminated.
Hearing these cries, Root thought, I don’t know who they are, but this is
our chance. He turned to Min Húc, What should we do. Let’s get out of here first.
The three of them, without a second thought, immediately fled. Root urged
them on, Run faster. As they ran, a figure suddenly appeared on the cliff face,
blowing a horn to signal their comrades. Hearing the signal, two figures wielding swords
immediately gave chase, shouting, Catch them. As they ran, Root tried to reassure himself, Don’t
be afraid, at this rate, we’ll definitely make it. Unexpectedly, someone blocked their path,
causing Root to think worriedly, Were they ambushed. The figure blocking their way,
smiled cunningly as they ran towards them. Suddenly, the figure attacked Root, forcing
him to parry with his sword, letting out a cry. Min Húc, who was eating bread, was startled
when something splattered onto his food, taking him completely by surprise.
Under attack, Root defended himself, opening his eyes but seeing nothing, causing
him to think in a panic, What is this. I can’t see anything. Root frantically ran to
find the others, calling out, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, where are you. At that moment,
Ô Chang Úc woke up, yawning as he walked out, Today’s the day for the Athens update, isn’t it.
Unexpectedly, the television was broadcasting the news. Athens planned to livestream the
Northern Continent update. The television showed King Valen fleeing, narrating, Those
forced to live between the wall separating two empires. King Valen of the Valkyrie Kingdom,
on the Northern Continent. Along with those protecting him. And those who seek to usurp him.
Ô Chang Úc, recognizing the face, exclaimed, That’s the guy from before. The one who
challenged the Legendary Maestro class. That guy’s famous for his dirty tricks.
His name is Kohei, the Cursed Knight. He uses the skill ‘Blind Man’s Despair’ to blind
his opponents. Root, affected by the skill, frantically searched for King Valen, Your
Majesty, Your Majesty, where are you. I can’t see anything. Kohei, watching their panic,
said triumphantly, Look at them, so helpless. Although blinded, King Valen could still hear
and responded, Root, I’m here. Where are you. I suddenly can’t see anything. Kohei, seeing this,
continued to smile with amusement, How pathetic. Min Húc, unable to stand it any longer, stepped
forward, What’s so funny about this. Kohei, noticing Min Húc, replied, Oh, and who are you.
Clutching his bread, Min Húc retorted, Using a skill to make fun of people. The system notified
Min Húc: Vision restricted by Blind Man’s Despair. Min Húc advanced, warning Kohei, Stop playing
these games. The system also notified him of his immunity: Impurities nullified by your immunity.
Without another word, Min Húc immediately attacked Kohei with Scattered
Swordsmanship. Caught off guard, Kohei could only stumble back a few steps. Seeing
that Min Húc was unaffected, Kohei asked with some doubt, You’re not affected by the curse. No
matter, I have enough power to destroy you. Kohei immediately used the Cursed God’s Battle
Technique, boasting to Min Húc, This skill has the power to destroy everything in the world.
Facing this attack, Min Húc showed no fear, immediately taking out his frying pan and blocking
Kohei’s attack. Kohei, shocked that his attack was repelled, exclaimed worriedly, The Cursed
God’s power. it can’t even damage that pan. Root, his vision now restored, saw Min
Húc attacking Kohei with a frying pan. Ah, Min Húc, he exclaimed. Root stared,
incredulous. He really is a chef, he thought, bewildered. How can he
stand against the Cursed Knight. Mid-battle, Min Húc noticed Root’s recovered
sight. Root, you can see again. he asked. Root quickly confirmed, Ah, yes, yes. Min Húc called
out to him, Then go ahead. I’ll finish this. Kohei, enraged, wasn’t about to let
Root escape. He lunged forward, roaring, Going somewhere. Min Húc swiftly sidestepped,
and unleashed Scattered Swordsmanship. Kohei, furious but helpless, could only watch as the
attack landed. Without hesitation, Kohei unleashed his ultimate technique: Summon the Cursed. Power
surged through him as he invoked the skill. Lightning crackled through
the air, but Min Húc, unfazed, finished Kohei off with his sword. The system
promptly announced: Kohei has been eliminated. Having dealt with Kohei, Min
Húc suddenly heard shouts in the distance. What’s that. he wondered, puzzled.
It turned out Root, while escorting King Valen, had run into another group of attackers armed with
bows and arrows. Root bravely shielded King Valen with his own body. Min Húc, witnessing the scene
after his own fight, cried out in alarm, Root. King Valen, seeing Root injured, cried out in
fear, Root. Root, attempting to reassure him, said, Your Majesty, don’t worry. We’re players.
We’ll heal right away. He assessed the situation, thinking, Damn it, even if I use a
defensive skill, I don’t have enough MP. There’s only one way. Root knew he couldn’t
keep defending forever. He grabbed his bow, thinking, I’ll have to handle this myself.
Just then, an arrow whizzed towards him, but Root, with a deft shot, split the
incoming arrow in two. Refusing to yield, he returned fire with a volley of arrows.
Seeing it was ineffective, he cursed, Damn it. As a barrage of arrows rained down
from the sky, Root desperately searched for a way to dodge. Turning to Valen, he
urged, Your Majesty, you must survive. Just as despair began to set in, a
massive explosion rocked the area, forcing him to stumble back. Amidst the smoke
and debris, two figures emerged, grinning. Root stared, confused. Reinforcements,
it seemed. Whoa, he breathed, turning to face the newcomers. Who are you.
One of them, Firefist, stepped forward. Just take care of those small fries, he said to Root.
Alright, let’s heal your back now. Root, still unsure of their allegiance, eyed them warily. Who
are they. he wondered. Enemy or ally. He politely responded, Ah, yes, thank you. The other newcomer
looked around, then asked, Where’s Genie. Root, unfamiliar with the name, questioned, Genie.
Firefist sighed. The woman with the long hair and the whip, he clarified. Is
it Ronie. Khan, the other newcomer, laughed. Ronie, hahaha, that’s right.
Realization dawned on Root. Ah, you’re talking about Ronie, he said, understanding
at last. He looked at them intently. Are you her teammates. We’re members of Genie’s team,
regrouping. Suddenly noticing someone was missing, Khan turned to Root and asked, Where
did that guy with the frying pan go. Hearing the question, Root turned and explained,
Min Húc is currently engaged in combat with Kohei. Firefist Ace interjected, Ah, if that’s the
case, then that battle must be over by now. I’m watching the livestream. Root, surprised to hear
about a livestream, asked, This battle is being livestreamed. Did Min Húc defeat Kohei.
Firefist gave a thumbs-up, praising Min Húc. That’s right, he achieved a
complete victory. Hearing this, Root was overjoyed, almost speechless. Min Húc won.
Khan also complimented Root’s archery skills. By the way, your archery was incredible, your
reactions were so sharp. Did you see that. Root, a former gold medalist archer, was taken aback by
the unexpected praise. How did you know. he asked, surprised. Crow smiled. Almost everyone knows
about you. Root knew that was all in the past; he couldn’t wield a bow anymore. He
replied sadly, Due to an accident, I can no longer use a bow. I can’t shoot anymore.
Firefist, not expecting Root’s reaction to be so melancholic, tried to comfort him. So, where did
your talent go. This world was made for you to shoot a bow. Root, surprised by the compliment,
let out an embarrassed chuckle. Haha, haven’t the others arrived yet. Firefist,
misunderstanding the question, replied, Us. There are quite a few of us here. Root
realized he’d phrased his question poorly, mentally chiding himself before asking
again, May I ask what your group’s name is. Firefist immediately replied with
confidence, Didn’t Genie tell you. Our group is called Legend. As the name was spoken,
the livestream chat erupted in excited chatter: Legend has actually appeared. What. After Ares,
now Legend too. This is getting interesting. The head of Ares wants to absorb Legend, right. Two
of the four major groups, both Ares and Legend, this is going to be exciting. Oh Chang Úc,
watching the comments, exclaimed with glee, Wow, Legend. Really. This is going to be fun.
Meanwhile, elsewhere, Genie was desperately dodging objects being thrown down from above.
Just as she felt she couldn’t hold out any longer, she received a notification: We’re coming now.
Exhausted, Genie muttered, Hurry up, I’m about to collapse. As soon as she spoke, a group of
people armed with weapons suddenly appeared before her, poised to attack. Seeing this,
she pulled out her whip, anxiously muttering, Damn it. Just as she prepared
to attack, she suddenly froze, stuttering, What. As a figure
confidently approached her, the system announced the arrival
of Lumad, the Mighty Arm. Hearing the system’s introduction, Genie faltered.
The system analyzed her psychological state: Abnormal status, experiencing extreme
fear. Falling into extreme fear. She pondered the name. Mighty Arm. That’s the
title of a powerful NPC. If you can defeat them, you receive special artifacts and a
significant reputation boost. Despite this, Genie remained perplexed. Why would the Mighty
Arm appear now. Damn it, how did they find him. The program is already broadcasting,
so I can’t run now. Resolutely, she launched her whip towards Lumad.
To her surprise, Lumad, seeing her aggressive stance, grinned with amusement. You
wanna fight me. With that, he swiftly sliced through Genie’s flaming whip with his sword,
leaving her momentarily stunned. Furthermore, he quickly darted forward, delivering a
powerful kick to Genie’s gut. With a sneer, he taunted, Is that all you’ve got.
Genie barely managed to block the blow, earning her another derogatory remark: Pathetic.
Looking at the number of enemies surrounding her, panic welled up inside her. This is
insane, she thought, her mind racing. Crazy. Suddenly, Ares appeared behind
her. Finally caught you, Legend, he announced, his voice dripping with malice.
Genie, startled, could only manage a single word: Ares. He barked out an order:
Kill the Legend guild leader. Lumad, observing the scene, clicked his tongue.
This is getting interesting. Genie lashed out with her whip, striking another opponent and
sending the surrounding enemies into a frenzy. The situation was deteriorating
rapidly. Damn it, Genie thought, desperation creeping into her voice. At this
rate, I’ll lose. I have to stall for time. With a surge of determination, she
activated her whip-splitting skill, sending the attackers scattering in terror.
Seeing his men falter, Ares didn’t hesitate. He stepped onto the spreading whips, advancing
towards Genie. That skill drains a lot of MP, he warned, don’t overuse it.
Just as Ares’s attack sent her flying, a near-death experience, Genie suddenly
saw a bright light. Confused, she thought, Huh. What’s going on. There’s no way I could
have escaped. She sat up abruptly, looking around in bewilderment. Um, she stammered,
Min Húc. Ares, taking a few steps back, eyed Min Húc warily. Absorption. What the.
That bastard. Is he with Legend. Wait a minute. His gaze fixed on the frying pan in Min Húc’s
hand. That thing. he muttered, his brow furrowed in confusion. He was about to point at Min Húc
and yell, You frying pan killer. when Crow cut him off with a swift kick to the face. Turning
to Firefist Ace, he said, I’ll handle him. Go protect King Valen, get him out of here.
Firefist immediately turned and ran, shouting back, Got it. I’ll take care of the
rest and be right there. Crow, now locked in combat with Ares, noticed Genie’s injuries. Genie,
are you alright. he called out, concerned. Lock, arriving just in time, echoed the sentiment. Are
you okay. I’ll heal you right away, hang in there. Root, following close behind, spotted Min Húc. Min
Húc. Are you alright. he asked urgently. Min Húc, hearing the familiar name, turned around. Who
are you. he questioned, his voice guarded. Root quickly explained, Oh, they’re Genie’s friends.
Suddenly, Min Húc’s voice rose in anger. Who are you people. Lock, taken aback by Min Húc’s
outburst, retorted, Who are we. Seriously. Genie, sensing a brewing argument, quickly intervened.
Hey now, she said, trying to defuse the situation, are you even paying attention.
Min Húc, his anger momentarily forgotten, asked in confusion, Paying attention to
what. Wait. Ronie. is that you. Genie smiled warmly. That’s right, kiddo.
It’s me. With Genie’s confirmation, Min Húc clenched his fists. So you
really are Chi Sô, Chi He, and Sóc Tê. Seeing his distress, Genie tried
to comfort him. Don’t be mad, Min Húc. I didn’t mean to keep it from you.
I couldn’t tell you. You weren’t supposed to know. I was afraid you’d cut off contact.
Instead of anger, Min Húc rushed forward, embracing them both tightly. You guys. he choked
out. Chi Sô, flustered by the sudden hug, mumbled, Hey, what’s gotten into him. Tears welled up in
Min Húc’s eyes as he held them close. It’s so good to see you again, he whispered. Thank you. Chi Sô,
surprised by his tears, playfully scolded him. Aw, you big softie. Sóc Tê, sensing the inappropriate
timing of their reunion, addressed the group. Let’s catch up later, she said, her voice firm. We
need to deal with these guys first. Unexpectedly, at that very moment, Lumad launched
a sneak attack from behind Min Húc, then fled, saying, Alright, let’s talk
after I finish off these guys. It’ll be quite entertaining. But you probably won’t be
around to see it. Chi Sô, seeing Min Húc injured and unable to stand, cried out, Min Húc.
Genie, caught off guard by the cowardly attack, raged, You bastard. I was healing
him. Lumad’s underhanded blow against Min Húc ignited the fight, fueling
Genie’s fury. Legend, she commanded, attack. Chi Sô frantically continued to heal Min Húc,
but to no avail. Why isn’t his HP responding. she exclaimed, bewildered. On the other side,
everyone fought with renewed ferocity, driven by a thirst for revenge for Min Húc. Jie, without
a word, cracked her whip. Maintain your distance. Ranged attacks only. Following Genie’s orders,
everyone focused their fire on Lumad. The combined assault detonated around Lumad,
engulfing him in a cloud of dust and debris. Unable to see through the haze,
Jie coughed, Damn it, I didn’t hear the conquest completion notification.
Could he still be alive after all that. When no one answered, she turned back, worried. Is
everyone alright. In that moment of distraction, Lumad seized the opportunity, grabbing
her by the throat and lifting her into the air. You dare try to trick me. he snarled.
Min Húc, drifting in and out of consciousness, heard Genie’s scream, Let me go. and
suddenly came to. Genie. he thought hazily. You kept leaving messages on Exbook. why didn’t
I realize. You all looked so different. I was afraid, so I hid. It was selfish of me. I wish
I’d stayed in touch. Despite his grievous wounds, Min Húc struggled to his feet.
I need to apologize, he thought. Chi Sô, seeing him trying to fight in his
condition, cried out, Hey. It’s still too dangerous. A system notification appeared: Using
Hidden Armor ability. HP and MP will rapidly increase. Min Húc felt a surge of power.
Now’s my chance, he thought. He stumbled, gripping his sword. If not now.
He unleashed his Rage Sword skill, lunging forward and driving his blade deep
into Lumad’s abdomen. The system immediately announced: Weak point hit. 100% damage
increase. Struck by the critical blow, Lumad choked, vomiting blood before he could
speak. Seeing Min Húc fighting despite his injuries, Genie gasped, Min Húc.
you. Before Lumad could react, he released his grip on Genie and collapsed,
his form slowly fading away. As he dissipated, the system notification rang out: Royal
Swordsman Lunat defeated. For his victory, Min Húc received a shower of rewards:
You have received 5.02 billion gold, Hidden Sword skill upgrade, Lumad’s
Demonic Sword, and Lumad’s Golden Chest event. All those who participated in
Lumad’s defeat also received a Golden Chest. Everyone cheered for Min Húc. Whoa.
Basking in their congratulations, he smiled. Thanks to Sóc Tê’s swordsmanship,
I was able to upgrade my skill, he thought. Just then, Chi Sô called out to him, Hey, you
jerk. Understanding the affectionate tone, Min Húc breathed a sigh of relief. Yeah.
Suddenly, Chi Sô rushed forward, embracing him in a tight hug, tears streaming down her
face. You jerk. How have you been. Why did you cut us off. I was worried sick.
Held tightly in Chi Sô’s embrace, Min Húc hugged her back. I’m sorry, Chi Sô, he
said, There’s something I need to tell everyone. Then, Min Húc logged out of the game to talk to
Ô Chang Úc. Ô Chang Úc, having just watched his battle via livestream, praised him, Min Húc,
I saw the livestream. Your final move was amazing. How did you even meet the Legend guild.
But noticing Min Húc’s melancholic expression, Ô Chang Úc asked, What’s with that look. Min
Húc then asked, Everyone in the Legend guild was there, right. Ô Chang Úc immediately
replied, Yeah. How did Genie meet them. Min Húc pulled out a photo of them. Actually,
he revealed, they’re my classmates. Ô Chang Úc was stunned. Huh. Wait, really.
Min Húc confirmed, Yes. Seeing his hesitation, Ô Chang Úc was a little doubtful. Is that
so. Min Húc’s eyes began to sparkle with happiness. I want to see them. Hearing
this, Ô Chang Úc’s eyes welled up with joy. Congratulations, Min Húc. You’re going
to see your friends. Is everything alright. Min Húc said confidently, Yeah, I can’t
stay lonely like this forever. Ô Chang Úc, overflowing with joy, exclaimed, That’s
right. That’s great. What a coincidence for our Min Húc. If you’re going to see your
friends, should I go buy some new clothes. he asked excitedly. Min Húc, surprised by
Ô Chang Úc’s enthusiasm, replied, Sure. A voice echoed through the forest. Where is
this place. Are we even going the right way to Min Húc’s. Another voice added, exhausted, I’m so
tired. It was Min Húc’s three good friends: Genie, Chi Sô, and Sóc Tê. They were completely worn
out. Genie, consulting her phone for directions, led the way. Chi Sô, panting, asked,
Is there really a house in this valley. Sóc Tê patted him on the back. Dummy,
don’t you remember. It’s been so long. Min Húc’s house is a bit hard to find.
Don’t you remember when you asked us about Min Húc’s parents. Min Húc
had replied, ‘My dad does different jobs every day. He works in construction,
and also produces food to sell. Recently, he’s even been researching electronics.’ At
the time, the three of them felt a bit awkward, thinking they had touched a sensitive subject.
They had politely responded, Oh, really. Your dad is very hardworking. Back in the present,
Sóc Tê continued, Even though Min Húc answered cheerfully, it was the most embarrassing moment
of my life. I wasn’t embarrassed because of life struggles or puberty, but because I asked that
question. Chi Sô scratched his head. Sorry, I didn’t think of that. Chi He interrupted
their conversation. But that’s not important. We’re clearly at the right address, but this
place is different from what we imagined. Before them stood a luxurious two-story
house with a rooftop terrace, adorned with plants and flowers in the front. Chi He,
Chi Sô, and Sóc Tê, though slightly hesitant, decided to go ahead and knock. As
they waited, a man opened the door, surprising them. It was Ô Chang Úc.
He greeted them warmly. Ah, come in. You’re Min Húc’s friends, right. Chi He replied shyly,
Yes. Ô Chang Úc gestured. This way, please. The hallway was filled with trophies and valuable
items, leaving the three of them astonished. Chi He looked around in awe. Wow, is this
Min Húc’s house. Chi Sô, unable to resist, reached out to touch a display item. Really. Sóc
Tê stopped him. Don’t touch anything. They must have won the lottery or something. Ô Chang Úc
pointed to a room. This is Min Húc’s room. Make yourselves at home. I hope you all continue to be
good friends with him. Thank you. He then left. Chi He smiled and replied, Of course.
She placed her hand on the door, her mind filled with questions. What had
happened to Min Húc. Living in the suburbs, yet he’d spoken with such worry. She opened the
door and stepped inside, only to see someone sitting in a chair with their back to them.
Min. Min Húc. Kang Min Húc slowly turned the chair around, asking cheerfully, You’re here.
At that moment, everyone was moved to tears. Of course we’re here. How could we
not be. Min Húc invited them to sit down and recounted what had happened to him.
Chi He’s face was etched with worry. How could something like that happen. You must have had such
a hard time. I’m so glad you’re okay now. But from now on, don’t disappear so suddenly, okay. Chi
Sô, crying, echoed Chi He’s sentiment. Yeah, you’ve gotten a little chubbier and
now you’re ignoring your friends. Min Húc laughed cheerfully. Of course not.
Chi Sô, wiping his nose, asked, Oh, right, what time is it. Athens is updating with
new content at one o’clock today. Oh wait, Sóc Tê checked his phone; it was already one
o’clock. A notification popped up: Athens Update. Northern Continent new area and dungeon unlocked.
All continents, including the Northern Continent, will have additional exclusive dungeons. New
Knight level quests added. Special levels will have additional quest routes and more diverse
hidden quests. New materials and items added for new level creation. Hearing the new update
announcement, Min Húc thought of the new level’s supplements, his mouth watering. So the things
we ate before will become even tastier. Super delicious thousand-year-old fleeceflower root.
Chi He’s voice brought him back to reality. Min Húc, I mentioned this before. Do you
want to join our guild. Min Húc froze, rubbing his hands nervously. Will everyone still
discriminate against me now. If not, then there’s no problem. After thinking it over, he agreed.
Yeah, I’ll definitely join. Hearing this, Chi He, Chi Sô, and Sóc Tê were all overjoyed.
Chi Sô suggested, So, let’s play the game like we used to. Let’s log into Athens. We have to see the
Valkyrie Kingdom. King Valen used the Return Stone I gave him; he’ll be there soon. Chi He asked
Min Húc, But are there any capsule rooms nearby. Min Húc pointed towards the door. There are some
in the house. Besides mine, there are a few more, don’t worry. Sóc Tê grinned. Capsule rooms, and a
few of them. Min Húc continued, Is there anything else you want to ask me. Like, what my dad does.
Min Húc looked puzzled. Oh, I haven’t told you. My dad is the chairman of the Il Hwa Corporation.
Food, construction, electronics, hospitals, all sorts of things. Hearing this, they
were stunned, frozen in place. Why did we put ourselves through such humiliation.
Chi Sô pulled him up. Stop talking nonsense. Let’s go check out the capsule rooms. Chi Sô was
thrilled upon seeing the capsule rooms. Whoa, they’re all brand new. Let’s connect.
So, each of them entered a capsule and connected to the game Athens. Chi He,
Chi Sô, Sóc Tê, and Min Húc, arriving in the Valkyrie Kingdom for the first time, were
awestruck by the beautiful scenery around them. Chi Sô exclaimed, So this is the Valkyrie
Kingdom. The people here all know the truth that King Valen seeks. Perhaps because they
helped the king, I respect them even more. Now, let’s go and receive our reward from King
Valen. If we get a title, I wonder what the famous Genie will receive. As they walked, Chi He
suddenly remembered something. Min Húc, I’m sorry, but there’s something I wanted to ask you
for help with. Min Húc cheerfully replied, What is it. Chi He asked seriously, Should
we enhance the food for our guild members. Last time, you cooked for King Valen, and
everyone’s stats increased by 5% for 10 days, and their skill levels increased by two.
That’s when I realized how talented you are at cooking. Of course, we won’t let you
work for free. We’ll prepare the ingredients; you just have to cook. We’ll
prepare as many rewards as you want. Min Húc shook his head. Chi He continued to
persuade him, Then we’ll help you level up. No need, no need, Min Húc said with a bright
smile, Just give me good cooking ingredients. Some special ingredients. Chi He couldn’t believe
it. Really. Just that. Just as they were talking, three people waved to them from a distance.
It turned out to be Crow, Firefist Ace, and Root. Crow said with a laugh, Why are
you so late. I have good news for you. I’ve been waiting for a long time. Crow, you’re here.
Root, recognizing a familiar face, said happily, As expected, Min Húc is here too. Chi
He put her hand on Min Húc’s shoulder, her face full of excitement. Well, since
everyone’s here, I’ll get straight to the point. This time, we have two new members
joining our group. I think the most powerful person already appeared in the last battle.
Crow and Genie nodded in agreement. Oh, right. Both of them are really strong. Firefist
Ace looked at Min Húc and said, Welcome. I know Root is an archer. What does Min Húc do.
I see you’re even carrying a frying pan. Ah, there’s a reason Min Húc is known as the
‘Frying Pan Assassin.’ Min Húc introduced himself. I’m Kang Min Húc, the chef. I’ll
be preparing food buffs for our upcoming dungeon raid. It’s a pleasure to meet you
all; I look forward to working with you. Crow’s jaw dropped. What. What.
Someone that strong is a chef. This is more shocking than Whitebeard’s death.
In a dark dungeon, a group of mysterious figures in black robes were stealthily doing
something. One of them said, Begin, Bark. A magic seal was immediately created. In
the middle of the seal, the spirit of an elderly man appeared. The figure asked
him, Summoned one, speak only the truth. Are you the High Priest of the
Valkyrie Kingdom. Yes. Then tell me, how can that kingdom be brought to ruin. Every
year, offerings must be made to the goddess Jyuis. If Jyuis doesn’t like the offerings, she
will become enraged. She once caused a terrible drought. So, all you need to do
is poison the food offered to her. Although the poison won’t be enough to kill a god, it
will enrage her and make them pay the price. The kingdom will fall into ruin. The
figure revealed a sinister expression, as if hatching a plot. Is there a
way to appease the goddess’s wrath. The spirit replied, You must go to the dungeon
of Jyuis and soothe her enraged spirit. After she calms down, hold a grand feast for her. Doing
so will earn you a great reward. The system displayed an SS-rank quest: Soothe the enraged
spirit of the goddess Jyuis in the dungeon, then hold a feast for Jyuis. This is an SS-rank
quest. Even Legend wouldn’t be able to handle such a massive undertaking. The Iphilips Empire
will rise again, and the Iris guild will become the heroes of the Valkyrie Kingdom. But
where will we find a chef for the feast. Another figure replied, Leave
this to me. Twilight Chef, Black. Having Black is enough. In
front of the Valkyrie Kingdom castle, Root asked in surprise, Wow, Min Húc and the
leader of Legend are really childhood friends. Reunited after five years. What incredible fate.
And you’re a chef who can cook such powerful food. Min Húc, you’re truly amazing. Min Húc scratched
his head bashfully. Haha, it’s nothing much. But why is everyone in the palace in
such a hurry. Is something happening. Root explained, Ah, they’re probably preparing
the offerings. Offerings. That’s right, the Valkyrie Kingdom is protected by
the goddess Jyuis. So, once a year, they offer her food as a sign of gratitude. Min
Húc seemed a little disheartened. For a week. Root scratched his head again and continued, Moreover,
Goddess Jyuis is very particular about food. So, she only eats food prepared by the famous chef,
Lald. Min Húc suddenly remembered something. Isn’t Lald the chef the King promised
would make me sushi. King Valen said, ‘I’ll give you a chance to taste Lald’s
skills.’ To be cooking for a god, his skills must be exceptional. He’ll definitely make me some
delicious sushi too. Min Húc called out, Genie, can I wait until the offering ceremony is over.
She turned back and asked, Why. What’s up. Min Húc grinned innocently. I want to eat some
delicious sushi. Inside the sacrificial hall, the King was kneeling in prayer. The
surrounding people clasped their hands in reverence. Oh, Goddess Jyuis, Goddess Jyuis,
we respect and love you above all else. Please bestow your blessings upon us. Goddess Jyuis will
surely enjoy this year’s offering. This year, Lald and the palace chefs have prepared
it with utmost care. The renowned chef, Lald, stood there praying, also looking
satisfied as his dishes were offered. They’re all dishes she enjoys. The
ingredients were carefully selected, all S-rank and above. There’s even an Epic-ranked
ingredient. This is the first time we’ve offered something like this to the goddess. Perhaps
she’ll help our kingdom prosper even more. After the prayers were finished, everyone
in the hall knelt and bowed their heads. The altar emitted a brilliant light.
A foot stepped out from the light, and then a whole figure appeared.
It was a goddess with radiant golden hair, a jade embedded in her forehead. She wore a
magnificent white robe, and it was indeed Goddess Jyuis. She spoke, I’ve heard this year’s offering
is the most exquisite. Let me see if it’s true. You’ve worked hard to gather
these ingredients. Then, she picked up a piece of meat with her
chopsticks and put it in her mouth. The King watched her reaction intently, but
instead of praise, she flew into a rage. This taste disgusts me. You dare poison
the food offered to a god. Is this how you repay the blessings I’ve bestowed upon you.
King Valen froze, cold sweat dripping from his brow. Poison. It couldn’t have been the
palace chefs. Could someone be deliberately trying to anger Goddess Jyuis. Goddess
Jyuis created a magic orb in her hand, and with a swing of her arm, struck down a
woman in black robes who wore a face covering. An enemy. Valen thought. That certainly wasn’t a
chef’s style. He immediately prostrated himself, stammering, Your Majesty, we didn’t do this.
Jyuis replied, I know that. A wave of relief washed over the court. Be careful, she
added, her voice laced with warning. Hearing this, King Valen looked up at Goddess
Jyuis, his heart filled with a surge of joy. But his joy was short-lived. Jyuis continued,
her voice now laced with a chilling wrath, Or you will face punishment. If the fierce monsters
do not cease their lamentations, the earth will crack and swallow all provocative roars. For the
suffering of this land, you will atone this day. With that pronouncement, she vanished
in a flash of light. Outside, the ground began to tremble violently. What’s happening.
someone cried. Is this part of the ceremony. Root’s voice cut through the rising panic.
Definitely not. Something’s gone wrong. A system notification appeared: Jyuis’s
Wrath. Monsters have become enraged. Monster stats increased by 20%. Jyuis’s First
Calamity: The scorching sun turns crimson, draining the strength of all living beings.
Did something go wrong with the offering. someone whispered. Genie’s voice was sharp
and decisive. Go investigate what happened. Crow opened his system interface, and the chat
window exploded with messages. People were frantically asking why the Northern Continent was
affected. Anything can happen, one message read. What’s the point of going north. After reading
through the flurry of messages, Sóc Tê, also known as Khan, understood. It seemed other players
were experiencing the same phenomenon. Worse, some were blaming their guild, Legend. What. Genie
exclaimed, her voice tight with anger. Suddenly, a message in the regional chat caught Khan’s
attention. Everyone, pay attention. Urgent news. I heard the Iris Guild, the largest in
our country, knows how to lift this curse, the message announced. Crow read the message with
a skeptical frown. Apparently, all you have to do is catch the person who cast the curse. Iris
will cooperate with Ares to defeat Goddess Jyuis. They’ll be live-streaming it. Don’t miss it. Is
Lald sick. another message questioned. Lald lay in bed, his face pale and drawn with exhaustion.
King Valen sat beside him, his hands clenched tightly on his thighs. Someone poisoned
the offering, and Goddess Jyuis is furious. You’ll have to wait until Lald recovers. Min Húc
quickly waved his hand dismissively. It’s alright, I understand. What happened.
Valen turned to Min Húc. Ah, right. Could I ask you for another favor. Min Húc
readily agreed. Yes, what is it. A kingdom quest notification appeared: Prepare a Legendary-rank
dish for Goddess Jyuis. Reward: S-rank or higher sushi ingredients. A Legendary-rank dish. Min Húc
echoed. The King confirmed, Yes. As you can see from the recent events, the situation is quite
chaotic due to Goddess Jyuis’s wrath. To appease her, we need a Legendary-rank dish that she will
enjoy. Min Húc stroked his chin thoughtfully. He hadn’t yet created a Legendary-rank dish. Seeing
his hesitation, the King continued, The royal court will provide all the ingredients. Oh, so
if the dish fails, it’s my fault. Min Húc asked, a hint of playful challenge in his voice.
King Valen pressed on, And when Lald recovers, you’ll be able to enjoy even more delicious
sushi. I’ll order the Royal Knights to search for high-grade sushi ingredients. That hit the mark.
Min Húc’s eyes lit up. Without further hesitation, he accepted. Alright, I’ll give it a try.
But can I meet the goddess. The King replied, If you request it, I’m sure it can be arranged.
Min Húc continued, My culinary skills truly shine when I can see the person I’m cooking for.
King Valen immediately agreed to his request, turning to address a nearby soldier. Prepare
for this at once. Yes, Your Majesty. the soldier replied. The King added a final instruction
to Min Húc, Be respectful to Goddess Jyuis, understand. I understand, Min Húc assured him.
Later that evening, in the sacrificial hall, Min Húc pushed open the doors and entered.
He knelt respectfully. Greetings, Goddess Jyuis. The goddess, her anger still simmering,
looked down at him and asked, Are you the chef who will cook for me. Lald has fallen ill, so
I will give you a chance. She lifted her head, and her eyes widened in surprise. Is that…a pig.
She pointed at the pig and asked, Why have you brought this here. A
notification appeared before Jyuis: The god Athens has forbidden you. She regained
her composure slightly: This is unbelievable. Why is there a pig following you. Min Húc, still
bowing respectfully, replied, Goddess Jyuis, my culinary skills can only truly shine when I see
the face of the one who will partake of my dishes. Therefore, I beseech you, grant me the honor of
gazing upon your divine countenance. The pig bowed its head as well. Goddess Jyuis responded, Young
man, although it is not powerful, I can sense the aura of a god within it. Your abilities must be
quite extraordinary. What is your profession. I am a God of Cookery. A God of Cookery.
So you are one of the new Gods of Cookery of this continent. Quite bold of
you. Very well, raise your head. Min Húc raised his head to look at her,
and his skill immediately activated. Create Recipe: Dakgalbi Dedicated to the Goddess.
Predicted Dish Rank: Rare to Legendary. Required Ingredients: Rooster, Sun-dried Gochujang,
Snow Mountain Sweet Potatoes. God’s Blessing Skill will be significantly enhanced. Min
Húc was surprised: Dakgalbi. Dakgalbi is also quite delicious. He imagined the chicken
sizzling on the grill. No wonder it’s better if someone grills it for you. Why are you so quiet.
He could almost hear the waiter say, You may begin your meal. The more he thought about it, the more
excited he became. Seeing him lost in thought, the goddess spoke, I have something to tell
you. I did not unleash my wrath without reason. Tell Valen that a second calamity is
about to befall the Northern Continent. Then, she sat upon her silver throne, crossing her legs
elegantly. You have come here to cook for me, to soothe my anger, haven’t you. I have
only tasted Legendary-rank food once, so I doubt you can achieve it. The God of Cookery
and the embodiment of a gourmand together. The next morning, Min Húc returned to the palace
to meet King Valen. He reported everything the goddess had said. The king anxiously asked,
Did Goddess Jyuis truly say that. He confirmed that everything was true. The king immediately
commanded, Is that so. We don’t have much time. Order all soldiers to search for the ingredients.
All the soldiers responded in unison, Yes, Your Majesty. They stepped before him. Min Húc,
please tell us what you need. He cheerfully took out a pen and paper, saying, Wait, let me write
it down for you. Among the ingredients for this dish were also noodles used to make Dakgalbi. Min
Húc pondered as he wrote, unsure if noodles could be considered high-grade ingredients.
Cheese tteokbokki, spicy cold noodles, udon… perhaps they could elevate the dish
to Legendary rank. In the chat window, everyone was still buzzing about the hottest
topic. Why is Goddess Jyuis so angry. The kingdom is investigating. It must be the Iris Guild. No,
no, they’re making Legendary food for the goddess. Twilight Chef Black laughed as he read the
messages. Haha, how amusing. Some nobody suddenly appears and claims they can make food that
satisfies a goddess. A chef like me has to try ten times to make something barely passable, how could
they possibly succeed. He then rested his chin on his hand, lost in thought. If they chose such a
mediocre chef to make Legendary food, I would have heard about it long ago. This can’t be true.
Black spoke to his allies with disdain, As expected, the first to appease Goddess Jyuis
will be us. We just need to clear the dungeon and prepare the food. When are we going to
raid the dungeon. We’ll raid the dungeon when the second calamity strikes. Victory
is ours, regardless. He let out a sinister chuckle and opened the chat window. I wonder
if the Legend Guild or the Iris Guild will act first. Meanwhile, in the royal kitchen,
Min Húc was busy cooking. King Valen and Root watched him intently. Once finished, he
ladled a bowl for each of them. The king, eyes wide with surprise, exclaimed, Incredible.
You’ve created a Rare dish in such a short time. Min Húc replied cheerfully, Yes, Your
Majesty. Root, incredulous, asked, Really. Min Húc explained, The ingredients I found
were all S-rank, so naturally, there’s a difference. However, my skills and techniques
also played a significant role. At this rate, I’m sure I’ll be able to create a Legendary dish
soon. Valen nodded. Indeed. Though difficult, it all depends on you. All for
the Valkyrie Kingdom. Of course, I’ll do my best. The scene
shifted to the Dungeon of Jyuis. Back in the kitchen, Min Húc continued
to work diligently. King Valen peeked in, his voice laced with concern.
Min Húc, are you alright. He replied with determination, Yes,
just a little longer. It’s almost done. Knights wielding swords, knives, and
axes fought fiercely against monsters. The situation didn’t seem too dire; most of
the monsters had been defeated. Although the humans had suffered casualties and broken
weapons, they were gradually gaining the upper hand. Their progress had exceeded 38%.
It was indeed a god’s dungeon, formidable and challenging. On the battlefield, praises
echoed. Iris is the strongest guild in Korea. Chi Sô and Sóc Tê watched with furrowed brows,
anxiously waiting. Ah, they’ve reached the boss room. This is bad. Chi He stood on the balcony,
arms crossed, a look of frustration etched on his face. Sóc Tê glanced towards him. If this doesn’t
work, maybe we should try a different approach. Genie, after a moment of silent
contemplation, spoke. No, let’s trust in Min Húc. Inside the Dungeon of Jyuis,
the Iris Guild continued their battle. Phew, we finally made it to the boss room. Only
four members remained, including Black, standing before the imposing entrance. Kallian
had fought tirelessly to protect Black, though his usefulness remained to be seen.
This was merely bait to tear the enemy apart. Kallian turned to his teammates. The
brown-haired and purple-haired men nodded in understanding. The three exchanged glances,
then the purple-haired man charged forward, kicking the door open with a yell. Ha. Iris
Guild attack. Inside awaited the dungeon boss, a wrathful spirit resembling Goddess Jyuis, a
terrifying sight. It roared furiously, sharp claws extended. The purple and brown-haired men charged
with their swords. With a mere flick of its wrist, the enraged spirit ensnared them with seaweed-like
tendrils, tightening their grip with each passing moment. The purple-haired man strained to speak,
looking towards Kallian. Ah, Kallian, cover my back. For the sake of our suffering comrades,
we must bring peace to the Northern Continent. Kallian swiftly circled behind the spirit, raising
his sword and striking down upon its head. This blow should be enough to make me an epic hero.
We will repel this calamity. He pulled his sword back and struck again. Good, a critical hit.
The female spirit shrieked in pain. He raised his sword once more: Just
one more strike. He swung down, intending to end the fight. But as his blade fell,
everything before Kallian vanished. The chat exploded with activity, messages flying across
the screen: Swordsmanship faster than the speed of light. Good work. The boss is down. Is it
really defeated. Iris Guild is the strongest after all. Dead in two hits. Is it actually
dead. It seems not. Did it disappear before the sword even landed. The final blow seems to
have missed. More messages flooded the chat. A system notification appeared: The wrath of Goddess
Jyuis has subsided. All calamities have vanished. Goddess Jyuis will bless the Northern Continent.
Black and the purple-haired man approached from behind him, grinning. The curse has
been lifted. As expected of Kallian, Rebo typed in the guild chat, Guild Leader, you’re
ridiculously strong. The rating has exceeded 40%. Kallian remained silent, not celebrating, instead
angrily plunging his sword into the ground, startling the purple-haired man.
Veins bulged on his forehead as he trembled with rage. Damn it. Within
the goddess’s sacrificial hall, Goddess Jyuis sat leisurely upon her silver
throne, legs elegantly crossed. Min Húc entered, a smile on his face, carrying a dish. Goddess Jyuis,
he said, the meal is ready. I hope it can appease your wrath. Jyuis’s eyes widened in surprise at
the sight of the food. Eh. How did he know. How did he know I was craving Dakgalbi. Steam
rose from the dish, the cheese stretching like a magical pathway. And is this truly
Legendary-rank. Unable to hide her eagerness, she stared at the food, drool trickling
down her chin. Bring it here, quickly. Min Húc presented the Dakgalbi to her, a matching
portion appearing in his own hands. Goddess Jyuis, he explained, I have an ability that allows
me to share a meal with those I cook for. If you don’t mind, may I dine with you. Jyuis
didn’t hesitate. Alright. You’ve worked hard for four days. I grant you permission. Min Húc
immediately replied, Thank you so much, Goddess. He continued, slightly embarrassed, This might
be a bit presumptuous, but may I summon my pet. It’s been eager to be summoned ever since I
finished the Dakgalbi. She nodded. Such a glutton. Min Húc cheerfully summoned his pet. The Goddess
has given her permission. Come out and eat. A small pink pig appeared, a portion
of Dakgalbi materializing before it. First, we must try the marinated meat. The three
of them picked up pieces of meat with their chopsticks and took their first bites. The spicy
seasoning tantalized their taste buds, the tender yet chewy sirloin melting in their mouths.
Jyuis exclaimed with delight, This is the taste. This is the first time I’ve had such
delicious Dakgalbi. Min Húc suggested, Also, Dakgalbi is even more delicious with
cheese. He quickly demonstrated for the goddess. Stretch out the cheese,
he instructed, wrap it around the meat, and then eat it all together. Jyuis,
watching him, covered her mouth with a giggle. You truly know how to enjoy food.
Seeing her joy, Min Húc responded enthusiastically, You have excellent
taste as well, Goddess. Did you know that eating it with seasoned sweet potatoes
makes the flavor even more explosive. Oh, indeed. It’s wonderful to dine with
someone who appreciates good food. I’m quite envious that you have a pet like
yours for company. He chuckled awkwardly, Haha, how is it similar. It’s not similar at all.
But inwardly, he thought, Does she know its true form. It’s putting on a cute act right now.
Beanie, beside him, wore a smug expression, snorting, Tone it down, Master. Min Húc turned
and silently scolded, Don’t look at me like that. The goddess said contentedly, I only get to eat
such delicious food once a year. Min Húc was startled, Once a year. She calmly replied,
Yes, I don’t eat anything besides offerings. He said worriedly, Oh my, if it were me,
I would go crazy. I’ll tell King Valen to prepare more food for you, Goddess. Oh ho, then I
must thank you. Min Húc, seizing the opportunity, enthusiastically asked, So, Goddess, would
you like some fried rice. You only get to eat delicious food once a year, you can’t
refuse, right. Goddess Jyuis, unable to refuse, nodded in agreement, Of course, of course. With
her consent, he immediately set out his cooking utensils and began to cook right there. Add the
white rice, then the leftover meat and sauce. After that, stir-fry it with chopped
sesame leaves, lettuce, kimchi, and finally, add sesame oil to complete this
delicious fried rice. To get crispy rice, I’ll fry it until it’s crispy and then
scrape it off to eat. If you’re thirsty, please have some soda. Goddess Jyuis had to
admit, It’s truly delicious. The bowl was empty. Ah, I really enjoyed this meal. So, I
will give you a gift in return. Then, she snapped her fingers. A system notification
appeared: Kingdom Quest Complete: Offer Goddess Jyuis a satisfying meal. The calamity befalling
the Northern Continent has vanished. For one month, experience accumulation rate will
increase by 25%. Next, a golden cup appeared in Min Húc’s hands. You have received Ballad’s
Cup. Min Húc chirped happily, Thank you so much, Goddess. May you always be well.
The goddess, arms crossed, sat on her throne and said, This is just a normal
gift. He held the cup and turned to leave, but she called him back, Furthermore, I
have a special gift I want to give you. A notification popped up: You have received
Pandora’s Helmet. All attribute cooldown times reduced by 20%. MP consumption when using skills
reduced by 20%. Oh ho, you must be very happy. These are all precious items that I’ve never
given to anyone. You’ve worked hard to earn them. Min Húc held the helmet and
exclaimed, Wow. Thank you, I will use it well. I wish you happiness. I have
an appointment, so I’ll excuse myself. With that, he dashed off, leaving the goddess alone in
the room. Must I bring down another calamity. Upon returning to the palace, King Valen rushed
out and embraced him, Min Húc, you’ve worked hard. Thanks to you, the curse has been lifted.
Hearing this, he was also delighted, Really. That’s great. Suddenly, a familiar
voice called out from afar, Thank you so much. Min Húc looked towards the source of the sound
and saw Lald standing there. Min Húc greeted him warmly, Hello, Lald. Are you feeling better.
Lald rubbed his neck and chuckled softly, Yeah, of course. I heard you cooked for the goddess to
stop the calamity. His Majesty told me about it; you’re truly amazing. Min Húc scratched
his head, embarrassed, Ah, haha, is that so. If His Majesty said so…
Lald suddenly remembered, Oh, you mentioned that I promised to make you some
delicious food, right. He looked concerned, Yes. But I just woke up. But inside, Min Húc was
screaming, It’s okay, it really is. Even if I’m starving right now, it’s okay. Fortunately,
the Royal Chef seemed to read his mind from his expression. Ah, ah, no problem at all. I’ll make
it for you right now. It’s decided then. Please, this way. Lald led Min Húc to the royal sushi
counter. He looked around with delight. Oh, it’s beautifully decorated. Taking a seat,
he commented, Does Your Majesty enjoy sushi. I also like this kind of private
atmosphere. Well then, let’s begin. As Lald was about to start preparing, Min Húc
stopped him. Wait a moment. Before you begin, I have a request. Alright, what is it. Min Húc
leaned closer, whispering into Lald’s ear. Lald seemed perplexed after hearing it. Why do we have
to do it like that. Min Húc persuaded him, Doing it this way might make it taste better, right. He
then stepped out of the room, and with a cheerful demeanor, walked back in from the entrance,
opening the door and saying, Hello, owner. Lald was already standing there waiting.
Although a smile was plastered on his face, he looked a little flustered. Welcome, honored guest.
Min Húc clasped his hands together, exclaiming, I didn’t expect to find a Japanese restaurant
here. The restaurant’s atmosphere is truly beautiful. Lald gave a slightly awkward
laugh. Haha, yes. I pay a lot of attention to the interior design. What would you
like to order. Lald presented the menu, pointing to a line of text. Today’s special
is this one. Ah, then I’ll have this one. Yes, I understand. Min Húc thought to himself,
Playing the roles of owner and customer is quite fun. But for Lald, it was the
opposite. He was still reeling from this bizarre situation. After some preparation,
Lald brought out a plate of incredibly appealing sushi. This is the sushi you ordered. Min Húc’s
eyes lit up at the sight. Wow, the colors are so vibrant. It looks so fresh and delicious.
Royal Chef Lald explained, All of these are S-rank ingredients. Please, enjoy. Min
Húc picked up the first piece with his chopsticks. Then I’ll try the flounder first.
Please, go ahead. The chewy texture and rich flavor spread throughout his mouth,
complemented by the pungent wasabi and the subtly sweet rice. Next was the
exquisite taste of the fatty salmon, best enjoyed with green onions and wasabi.
The tuna was tender, sweet, and fresh. The eel was soft, slightly flaky, and
had a rich, satisfying sweetness. Finally, the tamagoyaki sushi. Although it looked
simple, the flavor of the egg truly showcased the chef’s skill. Min Húc took a piece and put it
in his mouth. Let me see… His eyes widened in surprise as he ate. This soft, sweet flavor…
it’s like a dessert. It’s truly delicious. So good.
Seeing Min Húc enjoying his meal, Lald said happily, Thank you. You’re truly
worthy of the title of Legendary Chef. So skilled. Min Húc then asked, Lald, do
you know about Empty Blue Stalactites. Lald seemed surprised. You’re not from
the Northern Continent, yet you know about Empty Blue Stalactites. Min Húc looked
at him and replied, Borto asked me a favor. Lald continued, Things like Empty Blue
Stalactites are usually found on high mountains or at the bottom of the sea. They grow
in places that are difficult for humans to reach, formed by the accumulation of dripping water.
But I don’t know how to obtain them either. Perhaps you know that person. Min Húc
asked innocently, Who is that person. The Dragon King. Min Húc pondered, The
Dragon King. It seems that’s the ruler of the Valkyrie Kingdom’s seas. If I agreed
to Elle’s request, I should go right away. Lald crossed his arms and said seriously, But
meeting the Dragon King won’t be easy. It’s quite difficult, actually. As the ruler of the sea, he
resides in the deepest depths. If you encounter the Dragon King’s three children, be extremely
careful. Each of them is incredibly powerful. It’s best to avoid any conflict with them.
After listening, Min Húc stood up and said, Alright, thank you. The sushi was delicious. Lald
asked in surprise, Are you heading to the sea now. Yes, I need to prepare a few things. Well then,
take this. As he spoke, Lald pulled something out from his pocket. It was chewing gum. He
explained its use: This chewing gum allows you to breathe underwater. Each piece lasts for
an hour, but you can buy more at the shop. Min Húc took the gum, praising him profusely,
You’re so kind to give me food. Thank you. Lald chuckled softly, I’m the one who should
be thanking you again. Thank you for helping me lift the curse. Leaving the sushi counter,
Min Húc mentally listed the things he needed to buy: I’ve bought a fishing rod and bait. And
plenty of chewing gum, too. As soon as he stepped out of the shop, he saw numerous notifications:
Beanie is requesting a summon. Min Húc immediately summoned his pet: Oh, Beanie, what’s up.
It didn’t say anything, just ran off. Beanie, where are you going. The
pink pig ran to the mailbox, pointing at it. He suddenly remembered:
Oh, right. You’ve leveled up so much, your equipment is outdated. It’s time for
you to get some new gear. The sender was Hye Min’s father, sent via mail: Hepas Pot,
Hepas Pot Lid, Hepas Spatula. Beanie put the pot on its head, holding the lid in one hand and
the spatula in the other. Min Húc laughed at the sight: You look quite cute wearing those.
The equipment can be hidden. Almost ready, let’s go to the sea. With that, Min Húc and
his pet ran straight towards the ocean. Deep beneath the waves lay the Dragon King’s realm,
a world exclusively for marine life. It was once a beautiful and peaceful place
hidden in the depths of the ocean, but it had changed at some point. A small rabbit
was trembling, kneeling before the Dragon King, the floor stained with the blood of other fish.
It must have been from that time, when the rumors of the Black Magic Sorcerer Raffield’s death
suddenly turned into him becoming the King of the Dead, and becoming incredibly powerful.
Ever since the attack on the Dragon Palace, the Dragon King had been defeated by him in that
fierce battle. Because of his severe injuries, he had become increasingly emaciated,
and that’s why he had become so cruel. Before, although not related by blood, he was a
very warm person. He always took care of me and my sisters. The little rabbit reminisced
about the past, unable to contain its sorrow. Could a person’s personality truly change
completely just because of suffering. The rabbit pondered for a moment.
Perhaps there was another reason. At that moment, the octopus opened the
door and entered, exclaiming joyfully, Dragon King, I’ve finally found
a cure. Sitting on his throne, the Dragon King roared with laughter: Really.
Hearing his question, the octopus quickly replied, Yes. If you want your condition to improve… The
octopus paused for a moment, his voice turning sinister: You need the liver of a rabbit.
Karri, hearing this, was filled with terror, but quickly and earnestly said to the
Dragon King, I am willing to offer my life, as long as you can recover. I can offer you
anything you desire. The octopus quickly refused, Unfortunately, we don’t need Karri’s liver,
but that of another rabbit, her younger sister. The octopus continued, We
need Jebit’s liver. Upon hearing this, the Dragon King said, That’s a shame.
He then ordered Karri, I don’t need you anymore. You can leave. She
replied, Yes, and quietly walked out. At the same moment, another turtle entered
and quickly closed the door. The Dragon King, seeing him, praised, You’ve arrived just
in time, Raden. He then added, Or rather, I should call you Raufel. He gave a sly smile and
replied, Yes, the Black Magic Sorcerer, Raffield. At this point, Raffield’s true nature, not as
the Dragon King, was revealed. A powerful dark aura emanated from him. He declared, I’ve
discovered that the liver of the rabbit Jebit is a treasure of Robes, something used
to replenish depleted magic. If I obtain it, I will become even more powerful. He then
asked Raufel suspiciously, Where is Jebit now. Hearing this question, Raufel respectfully
replied, Yes, it seems she went to the Hunter’s Cave to find a cure for the Dragon King. Raffield,
listening, said wearily, Time is running out. Due to the side effects of the soul swap, this body
is nearing its limit. He commanded, Therefore, we must quickly obtain the liver of the rabbit
Jebit. Meanwhile, on the surface of the sea, gentle waves lapped against the shore.
Old Ben walked towards his boat, preparing to climb aboard. Someone called out,
Old Ben, are you going out to sea again today. He waved and replied, Yes, adding, I need to
catch this fish. Suddenly, a voice interrupted, Old Ben, excuse me for interrupting.
He instinctively turned his head to look. Min Húc, holding an ear of corn in each
hand, chewing as he spoke, said, Are you going fishing. Could I possibly come along.
Looking at him, Old Ben asked in surprise, Are you a foreigner. And you’ve already made
it here. Min Húc proudly declared, Yes, yes, I’m a chef. The two quickly came to an agreement,
Min Húc adding, I can use the ingredients you catch to make delicious dishes. Old Ben
happily agreed, Let’s go then, if it’s you, I’m in. As the two fished on the boat, Old Ben
quickly displayed his extensive knowledge. Do you know how many premium fish are in these
waters. Glittering flounder, diamond razorfish… He then confidently declared, I’ll catch them
all for you to see. Min Húc, hearing this, was thrilled, Oh, that’s amazing. Old Ben
chuckled, We’ll catch a lot, enough to feast on. But he soon regretted his boastful
words. The boat became laden with large fish caught by Min Húc. Old Ben, I caught another
one. Another large fish had taken the bait. Min Húc held the fish, an eager look on his face,
and offered it to Old Ben. Old Ben forced a smile, Well done, well done. Then, unable
to hide his surprise, he asked, But is this really your first time fishing.
Min Húc quickly replied, Yes, maybe it’s because of my high dexterity stat that
I’m catching so many. Hearing this, Old Ben looked dejectedly at his fishing rod,
thinking to himself, I see. All these years, I’ve only been able to catch five fish a
day. Min Húc, noticing his reaction, thought, Is he seasick. He doesn’t look well. I should make
him something he’ll enjoy. Without hesitation, he quickly set up his menu creation skill system
and said, Old Ben, you must be hungry, right. Would you like some crab noodles. Min Húc offered.
Old Ben’s eyes lit up. Seafood noodles on the sea are the best. I used to order this dish until I
was sick of it, so I know. Seeing his enthusiasm, Min Húc grinned. Haha, then wait a moment. He
set to work, thinking to himself, Making noodles is simple. First, boil the water, then add six
bundles of noodles. After adding the seasoning, add the prepped crab. Once the shell
softens, add the noodles. Bean sprouts, pepper, and chopped green onions, and it’s
done. A perfect bowl of noodles was complete. Min Húc quickly reminded him,
Eat it quickly before it gets cold. Old Ben nodded and took a bite.
In that moment, his taste buds exploded. The broth was both mildly spicy and rich. The crab
meat, pepper, and bean sprouts blended perfectly, enhancing the deliciousness of the noodles. Min
Húc, holding a crab in each hand, ate contentedly, thinking, Biting into the plump crab meat, I
can feel the rich sweetness melting in my mouth. Noticing Old Ben was only eating the noodles, Min
Húc pointed to the plate of kimchi with a puzzled look. Old Ben, seeing his strange gesture, said,
Although I don’t understand what you’re saying, I think I get the gist. He took a piece
of kimchi and ate it with the noodles, his eyes widening in surprise at the
delicious combination. After finishing, he put down his chopsticks and said, Kimchi
with the last bite of noodles is truly a divine delicacy. Thank you for cooking
me such a delicious meal. At that moment, Old Ben’s system notification popped up: You
have eaten your signature dish. Fishing success rate increased by 10% for 10 days. Ghost Teaching
skill level increased. He was astonished. Oh. Does this dish also have a support effect. Thinking
this, Old Ben exclaimed, A skilled fisherman and a great cook, you’re no ordinary person.
Now I’ll be able to catch those special fish I’ve never been able to catch all
these years. Old Ben continued to ponder, Maybe I can finally catch it. He decided to ask
Min Húc, I have a favor to ask of you, is that alright. Min Húc readily agreed, Of course. Old
Ben then somberly recounted his story, I wasn’t originally a fisherman. I used to be a wanderer.
But I also had a son. He reminisced about his son. Because I only saw him once a year,
he made me a dinner. But while searching for food in this area, he was killed and eaten
by a monster, a monster that eats everything. His voice choked with emotion, Not just fish and
garbage, but even my son. Min Húc’s heart ached upon hearing this. So you came here to avenge
your son. Old Ben clenched his fists, suppressing his surging emotions. But there’s a problem.
His voice dropped, I can’t lure it close enough to catch it. It lives in a cave deep under the sea,
a place only outsiders can reach. He continued, So I have to use its favorite food as bait.
I haven’t been able to catch it for years. It would be wonderful if you could help me.
Min Húc’s system immediately issued a quest: Catch the Golden Salmon. Failure to complete
this quest will result in the inability to ride Old Ben’s boat again, as he has placed
great hope in you. Min Húc was surprised. Catch a Golden Salmon. He thought to himself,
I’m already imagining that pink salmon flesh, my mouth is watering. He wondered how
special its taste would be. Curious, he asked Old Ben, What kind of monster
eats everything. Old Ben explained, It’s formed from all kinds of shells in the world,
so it’s called the Shell Goblin. He continued, It has a thick shell and is very destructive.
Hearing this, Min Húc frowned and asked, All kinds of shells in the world.
What about abalone. Old Ben replied, Of course, it includes mollusks. Scallops,
oysters, all shelled creatures grow on its body. Min Húc exclaimed, Old Ben,
I will definitely avenge your son. But at that moment, his mind was filled with
images of delicious seafood. He thought to himself, I have to grill all those shellfish.
Hearing Old Ben’s words, Min Húc’s eyes lit up with excitement. Old Ben, he asked, is there
anything special about that Golden Salmon. Old Ben paused, considering. Special.
he echoed. Seeing Old Ben’s confusion, Min Húc quickly clarified, Besides the taste,
does it have any special abilities. At this, Old Ben’s eyes widened in realization. As far as
I know, he said, eating its flesh can enhance any ability you desire. Min Húc quickly opened
his system to search for ingredients that could enhance abilities. Does he mean special
ability stats, like divine power. he wondered. Then I can use ingredient search to find it. It’s
been a while since I used this skill. He thought excitedly, Golden Salmon sashimi would be amazing.
Old Ben, standing beside him, was deeply moved by Min Húc’s determined expression. He’s putting
in so much effort for someone he just met. He was unaware that Min Húc’s motivation was purely
culinary. Tears welled up in Old Ben’s eyes as he clenched his fists, thinking, If only
I could become his strength. Just then, Min Húc’s system notified him that the search
was complete and a destination had been set. Receiving the notification, Min Húc thought
joyfully, Great. I hope there’s a salmon nearby. Suddenly, a red circle appeared
around their boat on the sea, and his ingredient search system announced
that they had arrived at the destination, completing the route guidance. Min Húc was
astonished. What. he exclaimed. It’s not just nearby, it’s right under the boat. He quickly
turned to Old Ben. Old Ben, he said urgently, there’s a Golden Salmon right under the boat.
Old Ben was equally surprised. What do you mean. He couldn’t believe they could find the Golden
Salmon so quickly. Golden Salmon aren’t easy to find, he said. Of course, I’ve seen it once.
Old Ben continued to reminisce about the fish. But unfortunately, I let it. Before he could
finish his sentence, a loud splash erupted behind him. A Golden Salmon leaped out of the water.
He spun around, his eyes wide with disbelief. The fish jumped and then quickly dived back
into the sea. Before Old Ben could react, it had vanished. Both of them were stunned.
What. what was that. Min Húc quickly reminded the old man, Old Ben, use the harpoon. Use
the harpoon to catch it. There’s a harpoon on the boat. It’ll be easier than fishing, right.
Old Ben replied frantically, Ah, no. The Shell Goblin only likes raw food. We have to fish
for it. Hearing this, Min Húc quickly devised a plan. Then let’s use recipe creation to make
the right bait for fishing. Create a recipe. The system quickly provided the results: Bait
Recipe: Crustaceans. Ingredients: Illusion Crab, Transparent Shrimp, Blue King Prawn. Seeing the
information, Min Húc was thrilled. Excellent. he exclaimed. I was worried this skill wouldn’t
work on non-NPC creatures. To catch it, we have to modify the bait to suit it.
He cast the line and thought gleefully, Now I can eat salmon and all sorts
of shellfish. He waited patiently, but there was no movement. He sighed. It was
just here. Why isn’t it biting. Did it leave. Old Ben reassured him, I don’t
think so. Although it’s smart, it’s also very greedy. It’ll definitely come
back. Suddenly, the fishing rod jerked violently. Old Ben shouted, It’s here. Min Húc replied,
I understand. The fishing rod pulled hard. Seeing this, Old Ben reached out, grasped
the fishing rod, and told Min Húc, Hold on tight. Min Húc replied, surprised, Yes. He
couldn’t help but exclaim, This fish is strong. Old Ben strained, his muscles bulging as he said,
Don’t worry, I may not be a skilled fisherman, but I have great strength. At that moment, the
hooked Golden Salmon was flung into the air. The fish landed in the boat, thrashing wildly.
The system then notified Min Húc: You have caught the legendary Golden Salmon. You have received the
title King of Fishing. Min Húc exclaimed joyfully, Oh. We caught it. Old Ben also rejoiced,
replying, This is wonderful, Min Húc. Now, use the magic rope to tie it up,
and then we’ll dive into the sea. With tears in his eyes, Min Húc handed Old
Ben a piece of gum and instructed, Old Ben, take this before we dive. They wrestled
for a moment before Old Ben accepted it, saying shyly, Thank you. The system then displayed
the function of the Torito chewing gum: Allows the player to breathe underwater for one hour. Min
Húc regretfully ate the remaining gum. Old Ben, seeing this, was extremely surprised.
You ate it all. he asked. Afterward, they tied up the fish and dove into
the sea together. They descended deep, Old Ben carrying a long, sharp spear.
They arrived at the entrance of a cave, located on the seabed, pitch black as ink. Both
approached the cave, and Old Ben explained, Min Húc, this is the Shell Goblin’s cave.
We’ll use this Golden Salmon as bait and wait for it to come out. Min Húc replied, Yes. They decided
to wait outside. While waiting, Min Húc asked Old Ben doubtfully, Will we have to wait long.
Old Ben, now wary, said, This is strange. Min Húc, curious, asked, Is the Shell Goblin very
strong. He thought carefully before replying, It’s about as strong as the empire’s
best knight. Hearing this, Min Húc was surprised. So, it’s really strong, he said.
He then declared heroically, Then let me go inside and lure it out. But inwardly, he thought,
I can’t use the Golden Salmon as bait; that would be a waste of food. Seeing his recklessness, Old
Ben said, touched, You don’t have to risk your life for an old man like me. While saying this,
he prepared a rope, wrapping it around Min Húc, adding, Tie this rope to yourself before
you go in. Tug three times, and I’ll pull you out. Ready, Min Húc bid Old Ben farewell. I’m going in,
he said. Old Ben watched him anxiously. Be careful in that dark cave, he cautioned. Holding the
rope tied to the Golden Salmon to guide his way, Min Húc walked, thinking, He just said to lure
it out. Should I use my invisibility cloak and go in. The path grew darker as he progressed.
He thought, I must be inside the cave now. A pitch-black passage led to a large, brightly lit
space. Seeing this, he thought, The Shell Goblin is destructive, so that’s why this place is
so spacious. It’s brighter than I imagined. He looked around, wondering, Where is the master
of this cave. Just then, he noticed movement above and looked up. Min Húc was astonished to see
a gigantic monster, seemingly made of stone, clinging to the wall. The system notified him: You
are the first to discover the legendary monster, the Enraged Shell Goblin. Min Húc thought
curiously, The Enraged Shell Goblin. It looks weaker than I expected. As soon as he finished
that thought, the Shell Goblin activated. Its eyes glowed red, as if about to attack, but this didn’t
frighten him. Min Húc thought to himself, It looks easy to catch. Suddenly, with a loud BOOM,
the monster leaped down, its mouth wide open, charging towards the Golden Salmon. Seeing this,
Min Húc was extremely panicked. No. My salmon. He struck the monster’s face with all his might,
causing it to stagger sideways in surprise. The monster glared at him. Min
Húc realized, *It’s so hard, even my sword bounced off.* He thought, Then
the only option is to use the skill from before. He used his invisible sword to attack the
monster’s face, catching it off guard. It was forced to retreat back up the cliff wall.
Seeing this, Min Húc thought, I attacked with the shield-piercing skill, but it didn’t even flinch.
The monster continued to stare him down. Min Húc pressed his attack, further enraging
the creature, causing it to slam down to the ground with a resounding boom. He quickly dodged,
watching it, thinking, It can see me. The monster staggered to its feet, swinging its arms,
searching for its foe. When it spotted him, it launched a fist attack, but he simultaneously
countered with his giant frying pan. Seeing the pan pierced through, Min Húc
thought in astonishment, I hit it with a frying pan and it’s completely unharmed.
Distracted, the monster suddenly landed a powerful punch to his stomach. Caught completely
off guard, this time he nearly logged out, his HP plummeting. Min Húc thought, I can’t die
like this. He activated his invisibility armor to recover, and with his invisible sword, unleashed
a critical hit. He yelled, I will eat grilled shellfish. There was no reaction.
Min Húc wondered, Is it dead. The monster grabbed his arm and roared.
The Shell Goblin’s stats increased. Its eyes now emitted a red beam, directed straight at him.
Min Húc was blasted back against the cliff wall, crashing to the ground. He thought, This
is the first time I’ve encountered such a powerful opponent. I’m out of options.
He watched the monster slowly approach, thinking, I’m going to die here.
Min Húc wondered if this was truly the end when suddenly, an unusually bright light shone from
above. He stared up at the light in astonishment. The monster, equally curious, turned to see
what was happening just as a foot stomped down. Beanie the piglet stood before him, facing
the monster, seemingly ready to fight. Min Húc was shocked to see Beanie. Beanie,
what are you doing here. he exclaimed. The piglet stood firm. Min Húc suddenly thought,
Maybe it came to stop the monster. The Shell Goblin continued to stare at the piglet.
The two sized each other up. Min Húc was completely bewildered. Is the monster
afraid of Beanie. What’s going on. Suddenly, the piglet charged straight at the Shell Goblin,
knocking it over. Min Húc quickly rushed forward, swinging his sword at the monster. Alright,
he said, activate invisible sword first, then rage sword. With one thrust of
his sword, the Shell Goblin shattered. Target defeated. Min Húc
ran to the piglet. Beanie, he asked, are you okay. He hugged the
oinking piglet, repeatedly asking, What’s wrong. How are you feeling. Then,
he noticed a large cluster of shellfish ahead and exclaimed excitedly, Over
there. Grilled shellfish. He said joyfully, Oh. I found the ingredients.
Then, turning to the little pig, he said, Beanie, it’s all thanks to you. Suddenly, Min
Húc noticed something unusual. Picking it up for closer inspection, he realized, Huh, is this an
oyster. But why is only this one’s shell white. Game Announcement: You have discovered
a Pristine Oyster. Min Húc immediately stored it in his inventory, thinking, This
must have a unique flavor. I should put it in cold storage first. The oyster shell suddenly
glowed, surprising him. Seeing this, he muttered, This isn’t food anymore. Just then, he spotted a
small pocket watch in the sand: A pocket watch. Min Húc picked up the pocket watch and examined
it. He considered throwing it away since it wasn’t food, but then he remembered Chi He’s words:
Even if it’s not food, don’t throw it away. Bring everything back for me to check. So, he pocketed
the watch. Beanie, who had been staring intently, suddenly turned and ran off. Min Húc called after
it, but to no avail, so he had to chase after it. Seeing it disappear into a pile
of rocks, he asked in confusion, What are you doing. Did you find some ingredients.
Beanie snorted and pointed with its hoof in a certain direction. Min Húc followed its gaze
and discovered a Rabbit’s Liver, Grade A. After reading its attributes, he wondered, What is this.
A rabbit’s liver. Can it be used for cooking. I’ll try appraising it. So he took the newly
found item to be appraised. Game Announcement: The sealed power within the Rabbit’s Liver
has been confirmed. Min Húc was astonished to discover the Rabbit’s Liver was a
divine medicine, a treasure of Robes. He exclaimed, A divine medicine. Does anyone else
in the world possess something of this level. Holding the Rabbit’s Liver, Min Húc suddenly
felt puzzled: But why a rabbit’s liver. We’re at the bottom of the sea. Beanie looked at him
with an exasperated, almost mocking expression, as if thinking, I helped you find it,
so what are you just standing there for. Kang Min Húc wondered, Could this be the liver
of the rabbit from the fairy tale. But then he dismissed the thought as absurd. He muttered,
How could something this precious be the liver of mere hunting prey. I’ll put it away for
now. Min Húc said excitedly to the little pig, The scenery here is beautiful. Let’s eat
here. The piglet oinked in agreement. Soon, a fragrant table of grilled seafood
was ready. Min Húc gulped excitedly. As soon as the food was cooked, he immediately
prepared to dig in. Ah, the clams are done, he said, but let’s have the oysters first.
A variety of oyster dishes appeared, making his mouth water. Fried oysters are
delicious, oyster stew with rice is good, and oysters with kimchi aren’t bad either,
he mused, but in the end, raw oysters are the best. Min Húc picked up a pearly white
oyster. Oh, look at this plump, white flesh. Raw oysters with wasabi, chili sauce, and vinegar
are truly divine. The piglet oinked in agreement. Min Húc said sympathetically, I won’t
judge your taste. He then brought the fragrant oyster to his lips. Here we go,
let’s try a bite. The exquisite flavor exploded in his mouth, leaving Min Húc speechless.
The refreshing taste of the sea spread gently, the oyster flesh sliding down his throat, leaving
a pleasant sensation. The perfect chewiness, the smooth, milky texture, combined with the wasabi,
chili sauce, and vinegar. So delicious. While Min Húc was still lost in the exquisite taste,
a game notification popped up: You have consumed a Pristine Oyster. A delicacy of the gods, you
have received an attribute boost. Divine Power and Magic Resistance significantly increased.
Min Húc felt a pang of regret: Though it was truly delicious, there was only one. What a shame.
At that moment, he remembered the piglet: Here, let me shuck a clam for you. He peeled open a
clam, revealing the firm, chewy flesh inside, exuding a rich, intoxicating aroma.
Min Húc instinctively popped the clam meat into his mouth, savoring it like a culinary critic.
Beanie stared blankly: Hey, where’s mine, buddy. Indeed, Min Húc had eaten the piglet’s share,
still marveling at the dish: Oh, clams simmered in beef broth, the tender meat is truly delightful.
And then there’s the grilled clams with cheese, a dish for all ages. He reveled in
the meal, offering serious commentary. Scooping up all the meat and taking a
bite: Mmm, sweet and savory, utterly captivating. The abalone, firm and crunchy,
the clam soup, both fresh and light, the prawn meat, sweeter with every chew, so delicious. Each
morsel found its way into Kang Min Húc’s stomach. The piglet only occasionally managed to
snag a bite. Finally, the rabbit’s liver. Min Húc eagerly anticipated this dish,
as it was a high-grade rabbit’s liver. It was truly delicious, without a hint of
gaminess, and incredibly fresh. Moreover, it granted him additional attribute points,
increasing his combat strength against goblins. Beanie was very pleased, as it was the one who had
helped him find it. Min Húc quickly thanked it, then told it to eat quickly so they could
leave the cave. But he suddenly remembered that the cave entrance was about to collapse,
so he needed to gather his things and leave immediately. Old Ben must be worried sick.
He watched as pieces of rock fell from the mountain into the sea. Old Ben couldn’t accept
this reality, tears welling in his eyes as he said, No, it can’t be, not my young chef.
He wept as he reminisced about his memories with Min Húc: My son is gone, and
now even the child who resembles him. He sobbed. Old Ben blamed himself,
crying out loud: That’s why I told him to be careful, there was no need to fight
at all. Why was he so confident. He’s just a clumsy chef. Min Húc returned to find him
weeping so sorrowfully and corrected him: I’m not clumsy. Old Ben, who had been blaming
himself and weeping, believing Min Húc to be dead, was astonished to see him return, holding
Beanie the piglet. He was so bewildered he thought he was mistaken and asked, How did
you get out. Min Húc smiled brightly and said, I’m back. Beanie also waved to Old Ben.
Old Ben still couldn’t believe it, anxiously asking, That’s wonderful, but what about the Shell
Goblin. Did you defeat it. Min Húc explained, Yes, it was a bit of a struggle, but the rewards
were quite generous. It was then that Old Ben remembered something he wanted to ask Min Húc,
and through choked sobs, he inquired, Did you see a pocket watch in the cave. Hearing this, Min Húc
pulled it out and said, Ah, you just reminded me. Old Ben, seeing it in Min Húc’s hand, was
overcome with emotion as he took it, saying, Oh, this was a gift I gave to my son. Min Húc,
upon hearing this, was astonished. Ah, so that’s how it is, he said, his voice full
of disbelief. Old Ben, still weeping, asked, Could you give this to me. Min Húc didn’t
hesitate. Yes, please take it, he replied. Deeply moved by Min Húc’s selfless gesture, Old
Ben grasped his hand. Thank you so much, he said, his voice thick with emotion. After losing my son,
he continued, I realized that the most important thing to me wasn’t power. But it was too late
by the time I understood its significance. Now I have nothing left, but I still want to give
you something. As Old Ben spoke these words, a system notification suddenly appeared:
Quest chain completed. Min Húc, puzzled, thought, Huh. Having nothing tangible to offer,
Old Ben swore an oath to Min Húc: From this moment forward, I swear to the god Athens, I, Ben,
the Demon Spear, will obey only your commands. Min Húc was taken aback. No, there’s no need,
he thought anxiously. This just means another mouth to feed. After a moment of contemplation,
he hastily declined. Old Ben, it’s alright. You don’t need to do anything for me. You’ve toiled
long enough. It’s time to find your own happiness. Unexpectedly, Ben responded with heartfelt
emotion, No, I am willing to live for you, for the rest of my days. For you,
I am willing to do anything. Min Húc still wanted to refuse. I said there’s no need. Your
happiness is what matters most. Ben persistently tried to persuade him. This is what makes me
happy. Beanie the piglet munched on popcorn, watching their debate unfold. Please go,
I won’t go. The system also provided an explanation to Min Húc: The Demon Spear Ben
wishes to accompany the player Min Húc. Faced with such insistence, Min Húc sighed and
pondered. At that moment, he remembered Genie. Genie had once asked, Min Húc, do you want
to be ennobled. Min Húc, confused, had asked, Ennobled. Genie replied, Yes, you will be
granted a title and territory. This will allow you to accept vassals who can manage your
lands. Min Húc’s response had disheartened Genie: So that means more mouths to feed. Seeing
this, Genie hadn’t pressed the matter, instead reminding him, You don’t have to do it, but the benefits are numerous. Think it over. Min
Húc, thus reminded, had agreed. Hmm, I’ll let you know when I want to be ennobled. Having
thought it over, he continued to ponder, leaving Ben slightly perplexed. I suppose
it’s alright. I can accept him as a vassal and put him in charge of farming. Seeing Ben’s
enthusiasm, Min Húc asked, You’ll do anything, right. Ben, finally feeling Min Húc’s trust,
happily replied, Yes, even monster hunting. Unexpectedly, Min Húc interrupted, Then buy
me a coffee. Ben, flustered by the request, stammered, Uh, coffee. Min Húc, accepting
Ben but hesitant to give too many orders, smiled and said, How could I dare ask you to
do such a thing. But to return to the shore, we need coffee. Don’t you like it. Ben quickly
replied, Oh no, you remind me so much of my son. Min Húc cheerfully produced the coffee.
Then please take this first, he offered. Ben accepted it from Min Húc’s hand with joy.
Alright, he said. The system then announced: Ben has sworn lifelong loyalty to you. Ben has
acquired the skill ‘Min Húc’s Expectations’. Tears of happiness welling in his
eyes, Ben took the coffee. I am Ben, the Demon Spear, he declared. Meanwhile, the
giant turtle swam, searching for something, thinking to himself, Karri seems to have grown
suspicious. As he swam in search of Jebit, he suddenly spotted the cliff face,
and anxiously approached, thinking, Was he eaten by the Shell Goblin. Damn it, so
Jebit’s liver is in there. Is there any player who can help me. Racking his brain, he suddenly heard
Ben’s voice: If you want to do it, then do it. Raufel, hidden from view, observed the scene,
thinking, A player, huh. Min Húc, with cheerful generosity, declared, I’m feeling quite
enthusiastic. Let’s brew 200 cups first. Ben, surprised by the quantity Min Húc requested,
asked, 200 cups. Min Húc replied casually, We have to drink a lot for it to really hit
the spot. At that moment, he remembered the rabbit’s liver from earlier and asked Ben, Oh,
right, do you know about rabbit liver. Raufel, overhearing, perked up his ears to listen.
Ben, not understanding Min Húc’s meaning, said, I’m not very familiar with rabbit liver.
Min Húc described the taste of the rabbit liver: I found it in the corner of the cave. It was
incredibly delicious. Raufel, horrified, thought, What. He ate it already. He just stumbled upon it.
Ben asked, bewildered. Damn it, Raufel thought, his plans crumbling. I’ve lost what I was looking
for. Now I have to think of a plan B. I don’t need Jebit anymore. I just need to bring this
player to the Dragon Palace. Lord Raffield will use dark magic to retrieve Jebit’s liver. Having
decided, he suddenly appeared, addressing them, startling both Ben and Min Húc: Greetings,
surface dweller. Ben, without hesitation, said warily, Second son of the
Dragon King, trained to be a warrior. Raufel, hearing this, smiled and introduced
himself: Is that what they say. I am Raden, the second son of the Dragon King. It’s a pleasure
to have a surface dweller come to pay respects to the Dragon King. Realizing the giant turtle’s
identity, Min Húc considered for a moment: The Dragon King’s son. Lald said they
were dangerous, but he seems kind enough. No longer wary now that he knew his identity,
he stepped forward and asked, If you’re the Dragon King’s son, do you know about the Pristine Oyster.
I heard the Dragon King knows about it. Hearing Min Húc’s question, Raufel understood, thinking
to himself, So that’s what he’s looking for. Feigning innocence, he promised Min Húc,
Indeed, the Dragon King knows about it. I’ll take you to the Dragon Palace, and you can
ask him yourself. With a smirk, he thought, I’m just lying. Min Húc, however, expressed some
concern: But they say you shouldn’t follow someone who offers you food when you’ve just met. Raufel,
taken aback, thought angrily, Are you kidding me. Suppressing his irritation, he continued to lure
Min Húc: Just come to the Dragon Palace. You can enjoy all sorts of delicacies found only there.
Hearing the promise of delicious and rare food, Min Húc readily agreed: I’ll go. Raufel
led Ben and Min Húc to the dining hall of the Dragon Palace. Min Húc marveled at
the palace’s splendor and magnificence. Raufel, ever the gracious host, assured them,
After the meal, I’ll take you to where the Pristine Oyster is. Raufel arranged seats
for them. Min Húc, brimming with excitement, exclaimed, I get to dine in the Dragon Palace.
This is incredible. Raufel smiled warmly. Haha, the food will be served shortly. Please enjoy
some tea while you wait. With that, he departed. A shark servant brought tea for Min Húc and
Ben. Looking at the shark, Min Húc mumbled, If I asked for a little bite, you’d probably get
mad at me, wouldn’t you. In the shadows, Raufel sneered, Hmph, just like all the other fools.
The tea is laced with the deadliest poison, yet he’s completely oblivious, drinking it
with such glee. He watched with contempt, imagining the effects taking hold.
His entire body will quickly become paralyzed. That will make it easy
to deliver him to Lord Raffield. Raufel and several other sea creatures hid in
the corner, waiting for the opportune moment to seize Min Húc. Hearing the sound
of a teacup shattering on the floor, Raufel yelled, Now’s our chance. and charged
out with his followers. But Min Húc and Ben were already gripping their swords, ready for battle.
Beside them lay the unconscious shark servant. Kang Min Húc, enraged, exclaimed, You dared to
poison the tea. It’s a good thing I’m immune to poisons. Old Ben, beside him, breathed a sigh
of relief. That was close. Our vassal almost got hurt. Kang Min Húc then questioned,
So all that talk of delicacies was a lie. Raufel, seeing that his plan had failed, wasn’t
overly surprised. He remained calm, saying, What do you want with those things anyway. You’re
going to die here regardless. I’ll sacrifice your worthless hide to the Dragon King. One of
Raufel’s underlings suddenly lunged forward, shouting, Cough up that rabbit liver you ate.
The others brandished their weapons menacingly. Ben’s anger finally boiled over. You’d even
try to steal what he’s already eaten. I won’t forgive you. Ben parried the incoming attack,
and in the next instant, Kang Min Húc unleashed his Devil Dance, sending the charging enemies
flying. Ben stared in awe at the display of power. After Kang Min Húc’s attack subsided,
a game notification appeared: You have used supplementary energy to battle undead monsters.
Your Holy, Defense, and Attack stats against undead monsters have been increased.
Min Húc clashed directly with Raufel, realizing he wasn’t fighting a turtle,
but an undead creature. Suddenly, another game notification popped up: Surprise
Quest. The Dragon Palace is in danger. Limited to the God of Food. Penalty for failure:
All stats decreased by 30 points. Reward: Dragon King Snow Crab. Kang Min Húc’s mind raced.
Save the Dragon Palace. And I get the Dragon King Snow Crab. If I get that legendary delicacy,
my dad will be thrilled. Lost in thought, he was caught off guard by Raufel’s furious roar,
You dare get distracted while fighting me. Kang Min Húc didn’t reply, thinking, I don’t know
what’s going on, but I have a quick way to deal with these turtles. As Ben prepared to assist,
another game notification appeared: Pandora’s Hat skill activated. User of Pandora’s Hat will also
receive Holy power. Ben hesitated for a moment, but Kang Min Húc urged him on, Old Ben,
this is how they are. If we have Holy power, we can easily destroy them. Ben immediately
charged into the fray, dispatching all of Raufel’s underlings in a few swift moves.
Raufel was shocked that Ben could fight so effectively on his own. That old man
following him. he’s terrifyingly strong. Before Raufel could react to the rapidly changing
situation, Kang Min Húc brought his blade down. Raufel suddenly collapsed, but to Kang Min
Húc’s surprise, he seemed to be asleep. Isn’t he supposed to be defeated. Why is he sleeping
so soundly. And without a scratch on him. Seeing this, Ben explained to Min Húc, It seems
they’ve been hit with a soul-snatching technique. Min Húc was confused. What’s a soul-snatching
technique. Ben elaborated, It’s a skill that allows someone to control another’s body. But
if the body is attacked, it no longer belongs to the original owner, as their life force has been
weakened by the presence of another soul. Only the Black Magic Sorcerer, Raffield, one of the eight
strongest, can use such terrifying dark magic. It seems something has happened at the Dragon
Palace. We must find the Dragon King. Elsewhere, Karri the rabbit was frantically searching for
something. As she ran, she thought, Jebit went into the predator’s cave alone. What if he’s in
danger. Then, she encountered another rabbit, the very Jebit she was looking for. Karri rushed
to embrace Jebit, her voice filled with worry. You ran into the predator’s cave alone. I
was so worried. Jebit hugged Karri back, sobbing, I’m sorry, Sister. I just wanted
the Dragon King to get better soon. Karri quickly replied, But the predator went berserk.
Oh, thank goodness you made it back safely. However, Jebit suddenly hung his head, his voice
heavy with sadness. But I lost the precious liver. I was prepared to give up my own liver
if necessary, so as a precaution, I hid it in a secret tunnel near the entrance of the cave,
but someone took it. That liver was meant for someone, entrusted to me by the god Robes. It
was incredibly valuable. Karri, curious, asked, Who was it for. Jebit explained, Right
before the Dragon Palace was in danger, that person helped us and then disappeared. So
I kept it, hoping to give it to them when they returned. But I couldn’t, and I’m so upset.
Karri comforted Jebit, thinking to herself, If the Dragon King, who has changed
so much, knew the liver was lost, he might try something different. Maybe this
is for the best. Aloud, she said, Let’s tell the Dragon King first. The two rabbits made their
way to the palace. Jebit stammered, Your Majesty, it’s Karri and Jebit. The Dragon King
looked down from his throne. So you’ve arrived. I’ve been waiting for you.
He extended a hooked claw towards Jebit’s stomach. Karri cried out in alarm,
Your Majesty, what are you doing. He doesn’t have the liver anymore. The Dragon King
completely ignored her plea. Stop lying, and cough up the liver. It’s the only
way to save me. It’s the only way for me to return to the way I was, the way
you want me to be. Karri and Jebit knelt. Karri was terrified, but Jebit said, Even if
it comes to this, if it can help Your Majesty, then it’s alright. Karri was furious. Jebit fought
those ferocious beasts for you, Your Majesty. He even lost the liver. How can you do this.
Please, don’t hurt him. The Dragon King roared in rage. Then I’ll kill
you too, for daring to defy me. Karri slammed her sword into the ground, standing
defiant against the Dragon King. The Dragon King, surprised by Karri’s display of power,
thought, The Dragon Princess. Pathetic. Suddenly, someone attacked the Dragon
King from behind. Seeing the attack, Karri gasped, Brother. Is that you.
Who. Seeing Min Húc, Raffield panicked, recognizing the divine power
he possessed. This is bad. Danger. A system notification appeared:
Strong Arm, the Black Magic Sorcerer Raffield, has appeared. Any player who hunts
down all 8 of these individuals will receive a reward. Hearing the title,
Min Húc asked cautiously, Raffield. is the Dragon King. Karri, shocked by his appearance,
trembled as she spoke. How. how is this possible. The day Raffield invaded the Dragon Palace,
the Dragon King fought him with all his might. But ever since that day, he’s
been so strange. I had my suspicions, but I never imagined that monster would actually
possess the Dragon King’s body. Upon hearing this, Min Húc, realizing his potential
loss, wailed, But what about my crab. He then saw Karri trembling in fear. I’ll
do anything, anything you ask, so please, save the Dragon King and the Dragon
Palace. Seeing Karri’s desperate plea, Min Húc resolutely declared, Alright,
I’ll do it. Taken aback by Min Húc’s confidence, Raffield sneered, So you want to oppose me.
Then taste the curse of Raffield’s Seven Deadly Sins – the sin of Sloth. He unleashed his
dark magic, causing everyone to cry out, Aagh. I can’t see anything. Confident in his
easy victory, Raffield gloated, You cannot defeat my curse. Now that liver is mine. Too
easy. He searched for Min Húc’s silhouette in the darkness, eager to finish him off.
But Min Húc suddenly lunged from the shadows. A system notification appeared: Undying Body can
withstand all negative effects. In a single, swift motion, Min Húc slashed towards Raffield’s
head. Enraged, Raffield roared, You bastard. How dare you. Instead of attacking directly, Min
Húc struck the shield Raffield had conjured, causing him to curse in frustration,
Damn it. Raffield launched his attack. Then take this. Min Húc, already prepared,
gripped his sword defensively. Witnessing the imminent attack, Karri and
Jebit cried out, No. Please. As Jebit prayed, a system notification appeared
for Min Húc: Blessing of the Chosen Child: All stats increased by 30%, magic defense
increased by 50%. Empowered by Jebit’s prayer, Min Húc deflected Raffield’s attack with a
single stroke. Stunned, Raffield stammered, How. how is that possible. How can this be.
Capitalizing on Raffield’s confusion, Min Húc pressed his attack, landing a
critical blow. Knocked to the ground, Raffield gasped in disbelief, No. The Dragon King,
whose body was possessed by Raffield, thought, My hand burns… but just a little longer…
Defeated, Raffield dissipated, releasing the Dragon King from his control.
A system notification immediately chimed: You have punished Raffield. Reward received. Hearing
the notification, Min Húc collapsed to the ground with a sigh, Whew. Seeing the battle’s end, Karri
helped Jebit to rest, asking, Is it… truly over. The Dragon King, Raden, whose body had been
possessed, awoke in confusion. Karri. Jebit. Is everyone alright. What happened. Turning to
see him, Karri anxiously replied, Lord Raden, I’ll explain later. Right now, the Dragon King…
Suddenly, the Dragon King, having just regained consciousness, collapsed again,
prompting Karri to cry out, Dragon King. Wake up. He doesn’t have any strength left.
Jebit examined the Dragon King and announced, He pushed himself to the limit to hold back
Raffield. He’s too exhausted to move. The Dragon King, sensing their concern, weakly rasped,
I’m… alright… Player… thank you… for saving… these children… Karri, knowing he was putting on a brave
face, sobbed, Waaah. Dragon King… Saddened, Min Húc thought, What about my crab, then. Suddenly,
he remembered something. Ah, that’s right. When he had entered the legendary Chocolate
Paradise, he had received a legendary-grade white chocolate ingredient: the
Divine Medicine. Recalling this, he pulled out the Divine Medicine, thinking, Maybe
I can use this to save him. Jebit, still crying, looked at the Divine Medicine in
Min Húc’s hand with confusion. Suddenly, Min Húc stepped forward and fed the
Divine Medicine to the Dragon King, causing a startled Jebit to cry out, Wait, what are you
doing. After the Divine Medicine was administered, a system notification appeared: The white
chocolate has taken effect. Upon consuming the Divine Medicine, the Dragon King’s
entire body began to glow, causing Karri to stop crying in bewildered silence. Another
system notification followed: The Dragon King has been healed by the Divine Medicine.
As the notification faded, the Dragon King slowly opened his eyes. Seeing
him awaken, everyone was astonished, scarcely able to believe their eyes. The Dragon
King, now conscious, turned and asked, I can feel the energy within that chocolate. What kind
of power is that. Min Húc, keeping his secret, simply smiled and replied, It’s something special.
The Dragon King, fully recovered, turned to Jebit and Karri and asked, I’m alright now, aren’t I.
Hearing his voice, both rabbits rushed forward, embracing him and crying, Dragon King. Min Húc
watched the joyous reunion from a distance, a happy smile gracing his lips as he thought, The
atmosphere isn’t quite right for this yet. I’ll ask about the crab later. Having completed
two quests, the system immediately rewarded Min Húc. Quest Completed: Rescue the Dragon
Palace in Distress. Rewards: Obtain the Dragon King’s Snow Crab, obtain Raffield’s servant.
Finally, the crisis was resolved, and everyone gathered together, happily chatting,
drinking tea, and eating cake. Karri brought a cup of tea to the Dragon King,
cheerfully saying, Hee hee, Dragon King, your tea. The Dragon King gratefully accepted
the cup, thanking her, Oh, thank you, Karri. After finishing his tea, the Dragon King
set the cup down and said, Karri. Karri replied brightly, Yes, Your Majesty. The
Dragon King continued, Bring that here. Karri, a little surprised, asked, Are you sure
we can give it to a player. The Dragon King, unconcerned with Min Húc’s identity and only aware
of his life-saving actions, said to Karri, He saved this palace, saved me, and saved Jebit too,
didn’t he. Understanding dawned on Karri, and she replied happily, Yes, I’m very grateful to him.
Min Húc, receiving the gift, beamed. Seeing his reaction, the Dragon King said, Open it now
and see. Min Húc, a little surprised, asked, What is it. The Dragon King explained, This is a
gift to thank you for saving the Dragon Palace. Looking at the gift box, Min Húc wondered, I
wonder if there’s snow crab inside. If there is, what should I make first. Anything would
probably be delicious. Lost in thought, his smile widened as he said, Thank
you very much. Opening the gift box, he saw a light emanating from within
and asked in surprise, Oh, what’s this. Min Húc saw a blue sword. A system notification
appeared: You have received the Greatsword of the Ancient Water Dragon Baraka. The sword radiated
a brilliant light, leaving Min Húc speechless. He stood frozen for a long moment.
Seeing his reaction, the Dragon King asked hesitantly, You don’t like it. You can check
the options panel. The options panel appeared: Greatsword of the Ancient Water Dragon Baraka,
Legendary Grade. Restriction: Specifically crafted for Min Húc. Strength and Agility increased by
10%. Successful attack rate increased by 15%, target stun rate increased, attack miss
rate decreased by 50%. Skill: Subspace. Description: Crafted from the bones of the Ancient
Water Dragon Baraka and Divine Star Metal. Min Húc thought to himself, impressed, Not a bad choice. I
can even integrate Elle’s Kitchen Knife into it. A system notification chimed: Elle’s Kitchen Knife
has been integrated into Baraka’s Greatsword. He looked at the sword, a dejected expression
on his face. But I don’t even smell any crab. The Dragon King, confused, asked,
Crab. Min Húc replied sheepishly, Well, the quest said I’d receive some crab. The Dragon
King seemed to understand, asking, Ah, what is your profession. Min Húc replied, surprised
by the question, Uh, I’m a God of Cookery. The Dragon King was stunned. Min Húc, still
oblivious, watched as the Dragon King suddenly exclaimed, His descendant has arrived. Then,
Jebit. Jebit, understanding what was implied, took Karri’s hand and said, Yes, I have
completed my mission. Karri, tears of joy welling in her eyes, cried, Oh, thank goodness.
The Dragon King turned to Min Húc and declared, Descendant of the God of Cookery, we have
been waiting for you for a very long time. He gestured towards the rabbits. These children
and I protect the Dragon Palace. Children of the god Robes, he explained, Jebit is
the only one who can communicate with him. Robes commanded us to await the God of
Cookery, who would restore the Dragon Palace. We have prepared a treasure
for him. Min Húc listened, tears welling in his eyes. Don’t tell me. he
began. The Dragon King, presenting another gift, continued, But we knew nothing of him. So
we waited. You must be his descendant. I wish to bestow this treasure upon you. Unable to
contain his excitement, Min Húc rushed forward, thinking, It must be the snow crab. Those crabs
are living the good life, and now they’re mine. He eagerly accepted the long-awaited snow
crab, exclaiming, Yes. Amazing. Seeing his joy, the Dragon King instructed someone to
assist him. You must be hungry. Karri, he commanded, help the God of Cookery.
Karri bowed her head. Yes, Your Majesty. Karri immediately led Min Húc to a strange cave
he’d never seen before. After walking for a while, Karri stopped and turned, announcing, We’re here.
Min Húc looked at the scene before him, unsure of where he was. Confused, he asked,
What is this. Karri quickly explained, This is the Sky Blue Stalactite you always
talk about. They say drinking it will make you stronger. It’s another gift for you.
Without hesitation, Min Húc stepped forward to examine the liquid’s color, thinking,
There’s no way this color is natural. What is this. He immediately took a sip,
thinking, It’s definitely cola. As he drank, the system notified him: You have consumed the
Sky Blue Stalactite. Strength increased by 25, Agility increased by 30. After finishing the
drink, he pondered its taste. It was much more carbonated and refreshing than any ordinary drink,
as if it had just been pulled from a refrigerator. Feeling invigorated, Min Húc exclaimed, Amazing.
I need to take some more of this with me. Karri didn’t reply. Turning around,
Min Húc smiled and said, Thank you. Seeing his happiness, Karri smiled as well. Having
finished his drink, Min Húc stood up and said cheerfully, Alright. Karri asked, Where are you
headed. Min Húc turned and replied with a smile, I’m going to the Iphilips Empire. Karri bid
him farewell, saying, Then be careful. The Dragon Palace will never forget you. Leaving the
Dragon Palace, Min Húc immediately returned to the familiar Iphilips Empire. Stepping inside,
he greeted Elle cheerfully, Sister, I’m back. Seeing his safe return, Elle immediately
stood, her face lighting up. Min Húc. It’s been so long. Where have you been all this time.
Seeing her reaction, Elle’s subordinates intervened. Your Majesty, please compose yourself.
Taking Elle’s hand, Min Húc said with a grin, Hee hee, at the sea. Elle asked, The
beach. Min Húc nodded. Yep. After briefly recounting his adventures, he smiled.
I’ll make you some hot and sour soup. With that, Min Húc happily rushed into the
kitchen to cook for Elle. Elle watched him attentively as he cooked,
saying, Time sure flies, doesn’t it. Min Húc, stirring a pot, responded,
Yeah, I wanted to get back sooner, but things got a little… complicated. Elle looked at him
quizzically. It sounds like you’ve been through a lot. Min Húc flashed a smile, deftly changing
the subject. Well, I’ve been working hard for you, Sister. How about some delicious ramen.
Offered such a tempting treat, Elle’s curiosity faded, replaced by eager anticipation.
Oh. Thank you. Min Húc turned, carrying a steaming bowl towards her. This is Korean spicy fish stew,
made with maeuntang seasoning. It’s ready now. Elle’s eyes widened at the beautiful presentation.
It looks like a phoenix. My brother is so talented. Beaming at the praise, Min Húc gestured
towards the dish. Hee hee, let’s eat. The fish is fresh from the Dragon King’s sea. Noticing Elle
hadn’t yet started, despite his encouragement, he added, Thank you, Min Húc. You eat
too. Min Húc sat down, picking up his own bowl. Thanks. This is great. Elle smiled.
It’s always better when we eat together. Min Húc paused, chopsticks hovering over the
stew, lost in thought for a moment. Then, with a bright smile, he began to eat. Thank
you for the meal, Sister. Seeing his enjoyment, Elle felt a warmth spread through her.
He must really love this, she thought. Min Húc picked up a piece of fish, examining
it closely. Look at that glistening color, he murmured. Taking a bite, he savored the flavor.
The more you chew, the more delicious it gets. He continued, The perfect balance of flavors,
with just the right amount of richness… it’s incredibly good. Speaking of cod, he mused,
this flatfish immediately comes to mind. The taste is truly amazing. A little mustard
and soy sauce… I think it would be even more fragrant and refined. Mid-bite, he suddenly
remembered something else he was cooking. Ah. It’s boiling over. He jumped up and
hurried back to the stove. The dish finished, he carried it over to Elle. Sister, try this.
Elle gazed at the enticing food before her. Oh, wow. That looks amazing. She took a spoonful,
and a wave of warmth and happiness washed over her. The warmth of this stew is spreading through
my whole body, she thought. It’s different from cold dishes like sashimi… but even more
delicious. That flavor… it comes from the seodeol, she realized. The bits left over after filleting
the fish. She continued to savor each bite. The spicy seasoning brings a refreshing tingle to my
tongue. The broth is infused with the essence of the vegetables. Perfect with a bowl of hot rice.
Seeing her silent enjoyment, Min Húc asked curiously, Sister, how is it. Do you like it.
Tears welled in Elle’s eyes, and she found herself speechless. The taste of Min Húc’s
cooking brought back a flood of childhood memories. Memories of fishing with her father.
Back then, she had been fishing with him by the river. He said he wanted to help me get stronger…
so why did he take me fishing. she thought sadly. Her father, having just caught a large fish,
exclaimed excitedly, Elle, I caught one. We’ll have sashimi with this fish, and some spicy
stew. It’s not much, but it’ll fill our bellies. Elle had protested, What kind of father
are you. I’m not that hungry. As if on cue, her stomach rumbled loudly.
Her father chuckled. Your words and your stomach tell a different
story, Elle. She blushed, embarrassed. Understanding her unspoken desire, he ruffled
her hair affectionately. Proper nourishment is important for getting stronger, too.
I want you to grow up strong and happy, that’s the key to your strength. The flashback ended,
and Elle finished eating, placing her spoon down. Smiling, she jumped up and told
Min Húc, That was delicious. It even brought back such vivid memories.
Thank you for making this for me. A system notification chimed: Quest chain complete. Rewards
can now be claimed. The rewards began to appear: Ancient Cooking Ingredient Treasure Chest
and Elle’s Sword Skill Book. Min Húc said, Let’s see what’s in the Ancient Cooking Ingredient
Treasure Chest. Seeing the chest was locked, he exclaimed, Why is this thing locked. Where’s
the key. Elle smiled mysteriously. You didn’t even look at my Sword Skill Book, you’re only
thinking about food. Holding a golden key, Elle said, You should look at the book first, then
I’ll give you the key. Min Húc’s eyes watered. Sister, you know me so well. He nonetheless
did as she asked, placing his hand on the book to acquire it. The system notification
appeared: Acquired Elle’s Sword Skill Level 10. Received Glory Sword and Severing Sword.
Glory Sword: A sword erupts from the ground, attacking enemies within an 8-meter radius. If it
hits, damage is increased by 70%. Severing Sword: Temporarily increases attack power and launches
a red blade at the enemy, increasing attack power by 110%. Min Húc gasped. These skills are so
powerful. I won’t even need to fight up close anymore. Elle said cheerfully, Here’s the key now.
Min Húc took the key and opened the chest. Thank you, Sister. The system notification appeared:
Acquired 10 Ancient Yogurts. Elle began to explain, A long time ago, in our kingdom, there
was a yogurt artisan. He said that when he died, he wanted to leave it to someone who could
make the perfect yogurt for everyone to enjoy. He created this long-lasting
yogurt to leave behind for the world. She said to Min Húc, Try the yogurt
in front of you. Min Húc’s eyes lit up. Can I try this fermented yogurt.
The salty flavor sounds appealing too. He exclaimed as he put it in his mouth. He was
surprised by the taste. No way. Fermented for so long, I thought it would be really sour, but it’s
so sweet. And not sour at all. The sweetness isn’t overpowering, it’s a refreshing sweetness.
It would be even better with fruit or other desserts. Min Húc said happily, Thank you,
Sister Elle, for the yogurt. I’ll enjoy it thoroughly. Elle smiled back. I’m glad you like
it. Now, take care of yourself until you return. Min Húc’s team was personally ennobled by King
Valen of the Valkyrie Kingdom. He declared, For your immense contributions in resolving the
kingdom’s crisis, Min Húc of the Legend Guild, I bestow upon you the title of Baron. Everyone
cheered in congratulations. The King continued, I wish you a smooth path in the future. A system
notification appeared: You have become the first player in the Northern Continent to receive
a noble title. Valhalla registered as the Legend Guild’s base. The scene shifted
to Min Húc licking the yogurt lid. He sighed contentedly. Truly, the best part
of yogurt is licking the lid. Old Man Ben, standing beside him, smiled. Seeing
you enjoy it so much makes me happy too. Min Húc looked up in surprise.
Wow, Old Man Ben, did you buy some. Old Man Ben replied cheerfully, Of course.
Why wouldn’t I. I learned a simple recipe from the elder’s brewing handbook. It’ll make
your coffee even better. Min Húc responded, The coffee couldn’t get any better. Or maybe
we should check out the book and try making it. Old Man Ben agreed, Alright. He
then heated a large pot of water, pouring coffee into it and stirring
continuously, like a true barista. He took a sip, and declared confidently,
Finally, I’ve made the flavor Min Húc loves. Min Húc replied, Let’s drink. One cup
isn’t enough. Maybe 50 cups will do for breakfast. Old Man Ben said excitedly,
Ha ha ha, alright, I’ll make more. Genie, Firefist, and Crow, watching this scene,
were stunned. Firefist spoke up, Genie, is that old man about to become our first vassal.
Genie replied, Min Húc might not know about this, so we should tell him. A vassal needs to be strong
to protect the kingdom. Crow also disagreed with the idea of a frail old man becoming a vassal. He
said, Yeah, I also found a Thousand-Year Warrior NPC. Let’s have that person be the vassal. It’ll
be much better for us in the long run. What do you think. Come on, I mean, we’ve put in so much
effort to expand our network. Say something nice. Genie cautiously asked Min Húc, Min Húc, why
are you so close to him. Min Húc asked back, Old Man Ben. He then explained to Genie how he met
Old Man Ben: He used to be a fisherman. He said he wanted to live with me for the rest of his
life, so he stayed with me. Hearing the story, Genie’s thoughts took a different turn. So that’s
it. Min Húc is helping the elderly and lonely. I was so shallow. Moved, she turned to Crow,
wiping away tears as she said, Let him be the vassal. Crow was surprised by Genie’s change of
heart. What’s going on. What about all my effort. At that moment, the door suddenly burst
open, and a voice from behind said, Excuse me, I’m here to be the vassal.
The door swung wide, revealing Jank, the Thousand-Year Warrior Crow had just mentioned.
Crow immediately stepped forward to greet him. Ah, Jank. I’ve been waiting for you. Please, come in.
Jank suddenly noticed the situation behind Crow, surprised to realize the plan wasn’t
what he’d expected at all. Meanwhile, Old Man Ben was still praising Min Húc.
Our Min Húc is the best, isn’t he. He was completely oblivious to the person staring at him.
That person immediately knelt down, expressing his respect. I am Jank, the Thousand-Year Warrior.
Please allow me to pay my respects to you, Lord Ben, the Demon Spear of this continent.
Old Man Ben also recognized him. Ah, Jank, is that you. I heard you became a Thousand-Year
Warrior. You’ve grown quite a bit. Jank was touched that Old Man Ben still remembered
his name. Ah, Old Man Ben. Crow, hearing the name Ben, was also surprised. Old Man Ben. Is it really
Old Man Ben. Genie asked, Crow, do you know him. He replied, You don’t know Demon Spear Ben.
He’s the legendary warrior who could easily destroy the Ouroboros monster. Crow was
awestruck. To see the man I’ve only heard of in legends with my own eyes.it’s incredible.
He’s a vassal. I can’t believe it. Genie said, I understand. Finally, she wondered to herself,
Strange things always happen around Min Húc. Is this diligent old man really that powerful.
Genie made up her mind. Now that the vassal has been decided, let’s discuss the timing for the
dungeon attack plan. It’s best to have Khan as the main attacker, with Lock and me continuing to
handle healing. We only have three chances left. We still haven’t figured out how to quickly
defeat those high-defense undead monsters. Besides Firefist, Ace, and Crow, Genie was considering
whether or not to include other members in the plan. Min Húc, having just finished his yogurt,
said, Could I go with you all. I’ve recently gained some superhuman strength, and I think it
might be useful against those undead. Scratching his head, he continued, I also have something
I wanted to ask. Genie replied cheerfully, Really. If you have superhuman strength,
you’re more than welcome. What is it. Min Húc said shyly, About gathering high-quality
ingredients. could you help me. He explained, My father’s birthday is coming up, and after all
this time, I want to celebrate it properly. I want to cook for him. Before heading into the dungeon,
Genie said, Then I’ll wait outside. Lock replied, Alright. Seeing Genie standing there, Min Húc
asked, Why aren’t you coming with us, Genie. Khan answered, This is a three-person instance;
Genie is just the intermediary. Min Húc said, Oh, I understand. A flicker of doubt crossed
Genie’s mind. Will this be alright. Even with great strength, Min Húc’s level isn’t that
high. Plus, our team’s performance has hit a wall. I wonder if this is wise. Meanwhile,
inside the dungeon, the three had already begun to fight. Lock, having just defeated
an undead, turned to Min Húc and said, See. I’m pretty strong, right. Min Húc, munching on
a piece of bread, simply replied, Yeah. Khan distributed magic water to Lock and Min Húc. Drink
some magic detox water. Min Húc took a gulp and commented, It’s not very tasty. After clearing
the undead wave, they faced a wave of wraiths. Khan looked at Min Húc. Alright, let’s keep
going. Lock and I don’t have many wide-range attack skills, so this is a bit tough.
Min Húc suddenly remembered a skill he had learned. I have a skill. Want to see it. Khan’s
interest piqued. Oh, really. Let’s see it then. With a boom, all the surrounding
wraiths were blasted back. Min Húc summoned the Heavy Sword of the Ancient
Water Dragon, Baraka. Once the sword materialized, he declared, Glory Sword. A flash of light
erupted, and all the wraiths vanished. Khan, astonished, asked Min Húc, How are you so strong. Min Húc’s eyes sparkled. Maybe it’s because
I eat a balanced diet and train every day. Lock exclaimed, Min Húc took care of them
faster than I thought. He actually did it. Khan interrupted, Let’s go, we don’t have
many chances left. As they moved forward, a wave of heat suddenly washed over
them. Min Húc asked, What is this. Lock replied, It’s a lava river. It’s one of
the challenges here. Khan pulled out several blue vials from his bag. Now, take these.
If you pour this cooling magic water into the river, it will slowly solidify. If you want
to cross this lava flow. Min Húc interrupted, Why. Why do we have to cross it. Lock sighed,
exasperated. Why are you asking that. Because we don’t have freezing magic. And what are you
eating. Min Húc calmly replied, Castella cake. Lock continued, Isn’t that inconvenient. Then
added, Well, yeah, but we don’t have a choice. Min Húc thought for a moment, then
summoned his frying pan. Try this. He enlarged the pan. He placed
the pan across the lava river, and continued, If we pour
all the cooling magic water in. The entire pan froze over. Once finished,
Min Húc cheerfully said, Let’s go, you two. The other two gaped in astonishment, but played along.
Alright, let’s keep using this method. Outside, Genie was still worried: Although I let Min
Húc go, I’m still very worried about him, because the level difference is too big.
There are still 30 minutes left, I wonder if he’s alright. Inside the dungeon,
the three were facing the boss, Dewrahan King. Lock reminded him: Remember
our attack signals. Min Húc nodded: Mm-hmm. Lock and Khan started to charge: Then let’s begin, the goal is to defeat it as quickly as possible.
Lock began to attack the boss directly, Khan unleashed a powerful punch. The two
took turns inflicting damage on the boss. Min Húc, from behind, analyzed Dewrahan King:
I heard the problem lies in its defense, not its attack. He remembered the Severing
Blade skill he learned from Elle’s book: Temporarily increases attack power and launches
a red blade aimed at the enemy, increasing attack power by 110%. Min Húc felt it was very
suitable: This skill will definitely be useful. On the other side, the two were giving their
all to attack the boss. Min Húc decided: Alright, let’s try it. He channeled his energy,
and red flames appeared around him. This caught Lock’s attention: Whoa, that looks cool.
Khan reminded him: Don’t get distracted. Min Húc started to swing his sword: It’s time.
Outside, Genie was drinking water. Suddenly, a ting ting sound rang out.
She opened the chat window: What. Why is the chat so chaotic all of a
sudden. In the messages, many people were discussing the Legend guild and Min Húc. Genie
was surprised to see the content in the chat. System announcement: Korea’s Legend guild has
completed the dungeon in 37 minutes and 24 seconds. Genie said in astonishment and pride: Our
country is in first place. We saved the country. More importantly, our country won, not just
our team. At this time, the three people in the dungeon were also celebrating. We’re
the first ones to kill it within 30 minutes. Khan praised Min Húc: You did a great job. Why
don’t you take the reward. Lock said: Hurry up, let’s get out of here. Min Húc said: Do you think
I’m a child. Khan chuckled and said: Take it, even though we’ve already received it a few times.
After saying that, Khan gave the reward to Min Húc, and Min Húc replied: Of course, thank
you. Dungeon attack rewards are based on the player’s performance to provide equipment. Min Húc
finished reading: Exclusively crafted equipment. Opening the treasure chest, the system announced:
You have received Korak’s Fermentation Jar. He exclaimed: Fermentation Jar. Suddenly
realizing: Fermentation. The others behind him wondered: What’s wrong. Did something
good appear. A weapon or armor. Oh, it must be rare equipment, right.
Min Húc remained calm and silent, ignoring the questions around him.
After a moment, he smiled slightly and turned to his two friends, saying: I’m sorry,
I have some important business to attend to. I need to leave the dungeon. Khan and Lock were
stunned, not understanding what was happening, but Khan still said: Alright, see you later.
Lock asked: But what is it. Min Húc stammered: This. This is. Before he could finish,
the system displayed: Min Húc has left the party. Leaving the two surprised: What’s
going on. At least tell us what it is. There are two ways to drive a person crazy in this
world, one of which is not telling them what they want to know. Elsewhere, Min Húc
was busy cooking. Now, he added crab, soybean paste, and other ingredients to the jar,
then sealed it tightly. The jar radiated a brilliant light. Korak’s Fermentation Jar’s
special ability activated, fermenting the soybean paste and creating the perfect flavor. He opened
the lid, revealing the fermented crab inside, three crabs prepared so enticingly that
Min Húc couldn’t help but exclaim: Wow, they look delicious. He picked one up with tongs,
his mouth watering at the mere sight: This color, perfectly fermented. I want to eat it right now,
but I need to prepare the rest of the meal first. It needs rice. He quickly set the table
with a three-course meal: white rice, fermented crab, and a side of salmon. Min
Húc happily sat down at the table, spoon and chopsticks in hand: From fermented crab to fresh
salmon, this is a perfect meal, whoa. Let’s begin. Min Húc squeezed the crab with his hand,
letting out an Oh. Look at it ooze. He said aloud: Thanks for the meal. Then he
popped both the crab meat and roe into his mouth. You could practically smell the aroma
spreading through his mouth, like inhaling the essence of the sea. The crab meat was so tender
it melted in his mouth. After the first bite, he exclaimed excitedly: So good.
He sprinkled on some seaweed, mixed it with the rice in the crab shell, and
ate. The rice, soaked in the juices, became firm and easy to eat. Then the sweetness and aroma
intensified. The smooth texture only enhanced the flavor. Min Húc held his face in bliss, saying:
Whoa, this is a real ‘rice thief’. I’m so happy. But it’s not over yet, there’s still the salmon.
He picked up a piece of salmon with his chopsticks. His eyes lit up: This glistening
color, this oily sheen, it’s magnificent. He added a few thin slices of onion, drizzled it
with wasabi cream sauce, and took a bite. The sweetness and richness of the salmon blended
perfectly with the fresh onion and the sauce. So delicious. How can anyone dislike this
exquisite flavor. If you don’t eat it with vegetables, you can also mix it with wasabi
and rice. Since salmon is so versatile, it goes well with soy sauce too.
In a certain city, a plea rang out. Please forgive my livestreaming actions. It turned
out to be Oh Chang-Uk, in his General character, and a pink-haired girl kneeling and begging.
The girl said, trembling: I am reflecting on my behavior. It was Reporter Chu Ah, desperately
apologizing. General, with an impassive face, said: You should be apologizing to the Frying
Pan Killer, not me. Do you know how disappointed I am in you. Even fans shouldn’t act like
this. Chu Ah could only endure in silence, her head bowed in supplication: Yes, I’m
reflecting. I’ll do my best to compensate. But General didn’t respond, just scratched his head
and sighed. Receiving no reply, countless thoughts raced through Reporter Chu Ah’s mind: How much
will he demand in compensation. I heard the Frying Pan Killer is a very powerful figure, and his
teammates seem like high-level players too. While she was lost in thought, General finally spoke.
He said: Do you know any interesting news lately. Min Húc, meanwhile, had finished his meal.
Ah, I’m full. Eating seafood really makes me feel the salt of the sea, it was truly delicious.
I’ll have to get more seafood tomorrow. Suddenly, the system displayed: Chat request from General.
Min Húc was surprised: Huh. Why does he want to chat now. He answered the call cheerfully: Hey,
Chang-Uk. General interrupted him excitedly: Min Húc, I have some news you might like. Min Húc
paused, surprised, then replied: Oh. What is it. I’m not interested in equipment right now.
General responded with a hint of annoyance: I know, kid. Remember that player who posted a
video of you and Roban online without permission. Min Húc stretched as he stood up, saying:
Right, Chu Ah. You have news about her. But on one condition. Intrigued, he leaned in
closer, all ears: What is it. A millstone. A legendary artifact. If you grind ingredients
with it, you can obtain more materials, and it even makes the food taste better.
A mixture of excitement and skepticism colored Min Húc’s voice: No way, that’s
even better than winning the lottery. Wow, amazing. He asked General: So, where can I find
this millstone. In Rukto’s Tomb, General replied, It’s a dungeon no one has ever cleared. To
complete it, you need to overcome Rukto’s trial. It’s extremely difficult. Everyone gives
up at the trial part and just farms there. Eh, how difficult is it. Min Húc asked with a confident
grin. Hmm, alright, no problem. This is good news. General chuckled: You satisfied. So we’ll
drop the charges then. Yeah, of course, but keep this a secret. Eh, why. A mischievous
glint entered Min Húc’s eyes: As a reporter, she must have a lot of information, right. Don’t
you think so. I want to use her for a long time. General was speechless: You little
devil, you mean you’re going to blackmail her indefinitely. Oh, right,
that’s it. Min Húc added anxiously, My crafting skills have seriously declined
lately. If I do something like archery, will it improve. Hmm, although it’s not
cooking, archery requires dexterity, so I recommend you give it a try. Oh, I
will. Thanks. General replied cheerfully: Of course, if anything else comes up, I’ll
contact you again. He hung up. Well then, first, let’s start by searching for
delicious ingredients around Rukto’s Tomb. Suddenly, a notification popped up: Searching
around Rukto’s Tomb, searching for moon wheat, searching for equipment collections.
Min Húc looked bewildered. Moon wheat. Can I use this type of wheat to make noodles. It’s very
different from sun wheat. With the power of food… His eyes lit up with the thought.
Noodles are a wonderfully delicious dish, chewy and tasty when hot, or the kind
that bursts with sweet, sour, salty, and spicy flavors the moment you take a bite, all
perfectly balanced. It’ll definitely be delicious. His craving fueled his determination.
Let’s go get that millstone. Two birds with one stone. Tomorrow, I’ll head to
the tomb area. Elsewhere in the forest, a girl sat atop a defeated player. She picked up
a ring, squinting at it closely. Wow, not bad. She was Chabin, a professional PK player. After
examining the ring, she stood up and walked away, hands on her hips: Ah, I need to steal a few more
times. Staying here a bit longer. They’re farming here, I’m just doing what I do best.
She put her hands behind her head, thinking with a bored expression: I wonder if
there are any idiots around here. Unexpectedly, there was. Chabin spotted a young man
harvesting wheat with a single glance. It was Min Húc. She thought
to herself, Who is this guy. Min Húc busied himself at a simple wooden table,
processing the wheat. Using his Basic Ingredient Processing skill, he ground the kernels into
flour and then began kneading the dough. He then employed a large noodle maker he’d purchased in
the Valkyrie Kingdom, feeding the dough through to create thin strands of noodles. He strained with
the effort, his face creased in concentration. Making 5kg of noodles was certainly hard work.
With the noodles prepared, he moved on to the broth, adding slices of herring, a
handful of radish, and other ingredients, before finally adding the noodles to the simmering
liquid. After arranging everything artfully, his celebratory noodle dish was complete.
Min Húc sank into a chair beside the table, feeling the pleasant ache of exertion. He
picked up his chopsticks and lifted the first strands of noodles. Enjoying a delicious
meal after hard work is truly wonderful, he murmured. Thanks for the food. And with
that, he slurped down a generous mouthful. Ah, the broth is so refreshing, so smooth, he
sighed contentedly. And the chewy noodles blend perfectly with the fragrant wheat flour. But
this broth needs spicy kimchi, he realized, a thoughtful expression crossing his face.
It’s just not complete without it. A bit of spice to round out the flavors. Perfect harmony.
Mid-slurp, Min Húc’s ears twitched at the sound of rustling in the nearby bushes. He glanced
towards the source of the noise, just as a giant brown owl burst from the undergrowth.
Unfazed, Min Húc calmly finished his mouthful of noodles, waiting for the opportune
moment before smoothly drawing his bow. With a practiced pull of the string,
the arrow flew true, striking the owl squarely in the chest. Try not to disturb me while I’m
eating, he muttered. A system notification chimed: Your Crafting skill has been upgraded. Hidden
in the bushes, Chabin watched the scene unfold, her eyes wide with disbelief.
He’d killed the Bear Owl with a single basic attack, without even using
a skill. Unless it was heavily upgraded, there was no way a bow and arrow could possess
such devastating power. After dispatching the owl, Min Húc calmly returned to his noodles.
Even so, that has to be a new Mythic weapon, with tremendous power, Chabin thought,
her mind racing. If I had that weapon, I could easily take down all the monsters in
this field. I have to get my hands on that bow. Min Húc slurped up another mouthful of noodles,
then looked down to find, to his dismay, an empty bowl. Where’d all the noodles go.
he mumbled, a flicker of panic in his eyes. He stared at the empty container, disappointment
etched on his face. I was supposed to prepare 5kg of moon wheat noodles for the hunt, he groaned.
And I didn’t even save any spicy noodles for myself. This is bad. Lost in his misery, a sudden
cry startled him. Help me. Min Húc looked up, to see Chabin being chased by two hulking monsters.
If anyone can kill these monsters, she shrieked as she ran, I’ll give them all my belongings.
Min Húc blinked, his interest piqued. But it wasn’t the fleeing girl that caught his
attention, but the wheat spilling from her bag. That’s moon wheat. he realized. She
must have the same moon wheat gathering quest. If I can get that wheat from her, I
can make spicy noodles. With that thought, he swiftly drew his bow, and loosed two arrows
in quick succession. Each monster took an arrow to the chest and crumpled to the ground.
Chabin skidded to a halt. Thank you for saving me, she gasped, turning to face her rescuer. He took
them down with just one arrow each. She stared at the fallen monsters in disbelief, then turned
back to Min Húc, her face beaming with gratitude. I’ll give you all the dropped items, as promised.
Min Húc cheerfully replied, Of course. He agreed readily, surprising Chabin. He’s
really not sharing. she thought, incredulous. A normal person would definitely
return it without hesitation, since it was originally mine. Despite her inner turmoil,
Min Húc continued diligently gathering the moon wheat scattered on the ground, fueling
her growing frustration. I only pretended to be friendly to catch him off guard, she seethed.
But at this rate, I won’t be able to PK him. I’ll follow him and then launch a surprise attack.
Having decided on her plan, she feigned a friendly, vulnerable demeanor. Excuse me, Archer,
she began. Would you mind if I asked you a favor. Min Húc glanced up at her, his hand still
clutching the moon wheat. Chabin continued, I’m heading to Rukto’s Trial. Could you
possibly accompany me. I need to meet my party members there. Since I’m a tank, finding
my way is a bit challenging. If you come along, all the items dropped by monsters along the
way will belong to you. She finished with a forced smile, thinking to herself that
offering everything so generously seemed a bit strange, but it probably wouldn’t matter.
Min Húc replied with an impassive expression, Sure, I was planning on heading to the
tomb anyway. But I need to hunt a few more monsters to level up. Is that alright.
Chabin smiled politely, gesturing towards herself. Of course, feel free to hunt. I’ll even
assist, so Archer doesn’t need to deal with them alone. Please, do me this favor. Having secured
his agreement, Min Húc began to hunt. However, his hunting consisted of effortlessly taking
down hundreds of giant Bear Owls, then calmly sitting down to eat noodles to recover his
stamina. Witnessing this horrifying display, Chabin gritted her teeth. Is this bastard
crazy. Killing so many monsters just to level up. And why does he keep eating.
Min Húc stood up, interrupting her thoughts. Alright, let’s head out. I’ve finished my spicy
noodles. Seeing this, she forced a smile and replied, Yes, let’s go. And so, their journey
began. Min Húc walked along, humming contentedly with a full stomach. Rukto’s Tomb has a millstone,
he mused. Chabin trailed behind him, dagger in hand, still searching for an opportunity. I want
to ambush him, but I need to be careful. Even alone, he easily defeated dozens of monsters. It
would be better to cooperate with my guildmates. She opened her chat window to find a message
from her guildmate, Vokul. Aren’t you coming to the tomb, Chabin. Where are you. it read. She
quickly typed a response. Vokul, I’m so sorry. I found a player with a bow I want. I think it’s a
bit too much for me to handle alone. Can we ambush him at the tomb together. As soon as possible.
On the other end, Vokul smirked after reading the message. I was wondering why she wasn’t coming;
turns out she found a PK target. Well then, we’ll need to make this a bit more… impactful.
After a while, Min Húc and Chabin arrived at Rukto’s Tomb. Upon seeing Vokul, Chabin apologized
profusely. Vokul, I’m so sorry I’m late. Vokul, spotting Min Húc, greeted him
warmly. Welcome, Chabin, he said, and thank you for helping our guild member, Archer.
Min Húc replied casually, It’s no problem. It benefited me as well. Vokul pressed on, Well,
it’s still a great help. But why not join us. I heard from Chabin that you
also need to clear this tomb, Archer. We still have room. We’re already level
4, so having a level 1 player won’t be an issue. Min Húc casually popped a piece of bread into
his mouth as he replied, Sure, I’ll join your party. The system notification flashed: You have
joined the party. Seeing their prey take the bait, the group inwardly rejoiced, their outward
enthusiasm barely concealing their scheming minds. Alright, Vokul said,
let’s head in. Inside the tomb, the group carefully observed
Min Húc’s every move. Meanwhile, Min Húc, blissfully unaware, calmly munched on
a piece of chocolate. From their observations, he appeared to be only level 300, but his hunting
prowess resembled that of a level 370 player. His weapon must be high-grade, probably
expensive, Vokul thought. This is going to be a good PK. Standing at a three-way
intersection, Vokul spoke up. Since this is your first time here, you might get lost.
Follow us. The other two paths are much rougher than this main one in the middle. Min Húc,
unsuspecting, agreed. Vokul smiled slyly. The place we’re heading to is called the Path of
Surveillance. Once inside, his weapons will be confiscated. Anyone unaware of this will only
carry specialized weapons, making them easy targets. As they stepped onto the middle path,
a notification appeared: Path of Surveillance. Equipped weapons will be confiscated. You
are restricted from using them for one hour. Min Húc blinked in confusion.
Huh. My weapons are gone. Vokul approached him, feigning concern. Oh,
I apologize for not explaining clearly. You need some spare weapons to pass through this
path. I’ll lend you mine. This happens often, so I brought some backups. He pulled out a dagger.
This is my perfect weapon. Just one strike is enough to assassinate my prey.
With those words, he lunged at Min Húc with the dagger. But Min Húc
effortlessly sidestepped the attack. Vokul gritted his teeth. He dodged
my assassination. Then, the rest of the group drew their daggers.
This infuriated Min Húc. This was suspicious from the start. he roared.
What do you think you’re doing. Min Húc stood his ground, surrounded by the three would-be
attackers. What are you doing. Vokul sneered, Oh, so scared. Min Húc cut him off. I knew
something was off from the beginning. He continued, That’s why I didn’t share any items
with you. Recalling the moment when Chabin had suddenly appeared, saying, I’m heading to
Rukto’s Trial. Could you possibly accompany me. Min Húc presented his evidence. That’s
why I stayed silent. He gritted his teeth, adopting a summoning stance. Despite my
suspicions, I still tried to trust you. You did all of this just for fun. He summoned
the Baraka Ancient Dragon Greatsword. Two of the group members gasped in terror. What.
That greatsword. What do we do now. Meanwhile, Vokul laughed, looking up at Min Húc with a
mixture of envy and disdain. You’ve got plenty of ancient artifacts to loot, haven’t you. Well
then, come here. He activated a skill. Stealth, activate. He ordered Chabin,
Distract him. Chabin replied, Yes. With that, she charged towards Min Húc
with her dagger, thinking greedily, Why does he have so many good items. He’ll drop
that sword too, won’t he. She grinned. Well then, what are we waiting for. She activated a
skill. Golem’s Blessing. Defense doubled. The armor on Chabin shimmered, its protective
energies flaring to life. She smirked inwardly; this level of defense was impenetrable to most
players. But when she glanced at Min Húc, he was smiling. A flicker of unease ran through her;
why was he smiling. Closing in on her target, she leaped, dagger poised to
deliver the final blow. She swung, but Min Húc vanished in that instant, leaving
her stunned. Gone. She whirled around, trying to comprehend the situation, when the whoosh of
a greatsword sliced through the air behind her. Turning back, she saw the massive
blade planted firmly in the ground a considerable distance away. It was Min Húc’s
greatsword. How did he move so fast, so far. Astonishment gripped her. How did he create such
a gap. Min Húc, gripping the greatsword’s hilt, unleashed his skill: Sword of Glory.
Emerald blades erupted from the earth, piercing through Chabin, inflicting a crushing defeat.
The spectral blades, their purpose served, dissipated. Chabin collapsed, powerless. Damn
it, the level difference is too vast. What are we going to do. Witnessing Chabin’s swift
defeat, Vokul felt a bead of sweat trickle down his temple. His stealth still active,
he assessed the situation. That’s a tricky area-of-effect skill. Vokul analyzed further,
that greatsword is long and heavy; it’ll slow his attack speed. And he has to use both hands
to wield it. Seeing Min Húc’s apparent struggle with the massive weapon, a smug grin spread across
Vokul’s face. Just what I wanted. Taking advantage of Min Húc’s momentary distraction, he circled
behind him, axe raised for a surprise attack. Caught off guard by Vokul’s stealth, Min Húc
could only just manage to block the blow. The clash of weapons rang out. Vokul
grinned, his attack having landed. He pressed his advantage, shouting, Take this.
Still reeling from the unexpected attack, Min Húc looked up, finding himself
paralyzed. Is this the end. A clang echoed, the sound of metal on metal. Who blocked that
attack. To his astonishment, he realized that in his moment of vulnerability, Beanie had
rushed forward, intercepting Vokul’s axe. Vokul stared in disbelief. Where did this pig
come from. Impossible. Min Húc cried out, Beanie, it’s dangerous. He hadn’t anticipated
this. The pig, however, stood firm, its gaze fixed on Vokul, ready to defend Min
Húc. It oinked defiantly. What is going on. Vokul thought. His attack so easily thwarted,
he roared in frustration, Get out of the way, you stupid pig. He swung at Beanie,
but the pig nimbly leaped onto him, pulling out its egg whisk and raining blows
upon Vokul. He yelped, raising his arms to protect his face. Argh, what is with this
pig. In his desperation to shield his face, he left himself open. Beanie smacked
him squarely on the head with the whisk, knocking him out cold. Defeated by a pig,
the system announced Vokul’s defeat by a full-power blow. Beanie patted Vokul’s head
condescendingly, as if comforting him for his weakness. Seeing both his companions down,
the remaining attacker yelled, Vokul. He raged at Min Húc, You bastard, how dare you. Min
Húc’s annoyance flared. Switching weapons, he scowled. You’ve been saying ‘how dare you’ this
whole time. You’re the most annoying one of the bunch. I doubt this is the first time you’ve
pulled this, is it. Min Húc’s voice dripped with anger as he spoke of them preying on skilled
players. He punctuated his words with a defiant, Of course I dare. The pressure was immense,
rendering the young man before him utterly rigid. Wait. Min Húc frowned,
pulling out his frying pan. You’re the only one who doesn’t seem
to know what’s going on. The young man froze. That weapon… He’s… the Frying Pan Killer.
Realization dawned. You’re the Frying Pan Killer. Facing such a formidable figure, he stammered,
I… I… Terror gripping him, he turned and fled. I don’t want to die. he shrieked as he ran.
Min Húc called after him, Where do you want to be hit. He considered smacking the fleeing
man with the pan, but then relented. Forget it. Let him go. He sighed. How boring. Turning
back to check on the two he’d defeated, Min Húc noticed that the bearded Vokul had
vanished. Huh. Where’d the one lying here go. He looked at Beanie, his pig companion. Did
he log out. The pig stood there, indicating, I’ll keep an eye on him. Alright, just one left
to deal with then. He approached Chabin. So, just you left now, Min Húc stated. Chabin flinched. It
seemed she’d been playing dead. Hearing his words, she looked up at him, fear in her eyes. Sp…
Spare me. This wasn’t my idea. She pleaded, Just this once, please. Let me go. Chabin sat
up, desperately begging for mercy. If I log out again, my account will be deleted. Please.
Min Húc’s anger flared. You and your group were the ones who tried to kill me from the start,
and now you dare say this. He glared at her, his voice hard. You didn’t want that to happen.
You still tried to kill me. More than once, too. As Min Húc stepped closer, Chabin could do
nothing. She was speechless, knowing his words were true. Unable to refute him, she could only
sweat profusely. Well then… A loud yell echoed through the cavern. The outcome was clear; she
was defeated. The entire group had finally been taken down. A while later, having finished
everything, Min Húc took a moment to rest. He stretched, letting out a long breath. Ha,
finally digested all those noodles. Don’t these guys have any Moonlight Wheat. Suddenly,
two glowing circles appeared before him. Huh. What’s this. A bubble materialized,
containing a scroll. It looked rare and valuable. A reward selection parchment. he
wondered. Elsewhere, at the Vakran Guild, Guild Master Clone was looking at the member
status board. Seeing that Vokul had logged out, he wondered, Why did Vokul suddenly log out. The
pink-haired girl beside him, equally puzzled, said, Really. Wasn’t he fighting someone.
Let me check… I think he mentioned they were fighting the Frying Pan Killer, right.
The Frying Pan Killer… The pink-haired girl showed him the messages she and Chabin had
received. This is the report I got from Chabin in a private message. Chabin had written: I
tried to steal some weapons, but that person was the Frying Pan Killer. Then, another crucial
report: The parchment was taken, and everyone was forced to log out. I’ll be banned from logging
back in. Please forgive me. Clone exclaimed, So the Frying Pan Killer is trying to solo clear
the dungeon. The pink-haired girl replied, Yes, but… She still seemed hesitant. Clone continued,
That’s a challenge even our guild members combined couldn’t complete. The Frying Pan Killer can’t
clear it alone. Meanwhile, Min Húc was enjoying a hot dog while browsing the message board.
When you open this door, the trial will begin. Are you sure you want to enter. The
confirmation prompt flashed on the screen. But a carefree spirit like Min Húc wasn’t
about to be intimidated by such a thing. He clicked yes without a second thought. The
door swung open, and he stepped through, ready for whatever lay ahead. I doubt there’ll
be any problems, he mused, though even he wasn’t entirely convinced. Meanwhile, back at the Vakran
Guild, Clone, the Guild Master, had a different perspective. The boss of that trial is definitely
going to be tough, he said with a smirk. Back with Min Húc, the parchment he’d received
earlier materialized before him. Hot dog in hand, he took a bite and mumbled, Oh, it’s the
reward I got earlier. The parchment displayed the details clearly: Reward Selection:
Gold, Equipment, Cooking Ingredients, Experience. A reward selection, huh. he said, then
his eyes widened with realization. I’m choosing a reward after clearing that dungeon. Haha.
He beamed. His eyes landed on the third option, his favorite. Cooking ingredients,
of course. he declared with a grin. Alright, let’s keep moving. Suddenly, a
jet-black slash ripped through the air, striking the hot dog right out of Min Húc’s hand,
sending it tumbling to the ground. Min Húc whirled around in astonishment, to see a vampire
striding towards him. He had announced his presence with that powerful attack.
Oh my god, you look delicious, the vampire hissed. Min Húc stared, dumbfounded.
Who the hell is this guy. he thought. Is this the area boss. What am I supposed to do against
this. His eyes fell on his fallen hot dog, and a surge of anger coursed through him. He dared
to make me drop my hot dog. He whipped out his frying pan. I’ll never forgive you. he roared. A
system notification appeared: If you defeat the Rune Vampire, you will receive rare Vampire Blood.
Vampire blood. Min Húc echoed, the pieces clicking into place. He’d thought the Level 6 reward
parchment offering cooking ingredients was strange, but now it made sense. So I can use
vampire blood to make blood sausage or blood pudding. The mere thought made his mouth water.
Rune, seeing the look of hunger in Min Húc’s eyes, launched his attack. Don’t look at
me like that, you lowly creature. A swarm of bats surged towards Min Húc.
Calmly, Min Húc drew his bow and arrow. Just then, the clouds parted, and sunlight streamed down,
instantly incinerating the bats, sending a shower of bloody droplets raining down. Watching the
bats fall, he chuckled. Since it’s rare blood, it must be extra fresh. It’ll probably make
an even better hangover stew. To his surprise, Rune, despite his transformed state,
wasn’t affected by the sunlight, and attacked Min Húc. Landing a blow, Rune
smirked. Judging by your defensive stance, you’re pretty strong. Heh heh, but… I can copy a
player’s skills by drinking their blood. Victory is mine. But after tasting Min Húc’s blood, he
began to tremble and contort, his eyes wide with panic. This guy’s blood… it’s burning my throat.
It’s like drinking sunlight. he thought in agony, before collapsing to the ground with a scream.
Min Húc watched in confusion. What’s wrong with him. Must be the superhuman strength I
possess. Continuously absorbing Divine Power, reaching Level 2000. Is my blood poison
to this vampire. Understanding dawned. He sliced his own hand and attacked Rune with his
blood-soaked fingers. Then I’ll use my blood to weaken you. Rune shrieked in pain as the blood
landed, a fatal blow. After finishing him off, Min Húc plunged his sword into the ground. That’s
what you get for making me drop my hot dog. he declared triumphantly. He swiftly summoned the
Glory Sword, cleaving Rune the Vampire in two. The system, acknowledging Min Húc’s successful
vanquishing of Rune, announced: You have completed Level 6 of Rukto’s Tomb Trial. You have received
a new record reward. Suddenly, a glowing object in the distance caught Min Húc’s eye.
Intrigued, he strode towards it. So, it was a millstone hidden behind the wall,
he murmured, a hint of surprise in his voice. He scooped up the millstone, cradling it
with delight. Finally, I can use this to make tofu. He addressed the inanimate object
with affection. I’ll take good care of you. The system promptly notified him: You have
received rare Vampire Blood and a Millstone. As Min Húc clutched the millstone, beaming,
the Demon King materialized before him. His imposing presence caused Min Húc to stumble back
slightly, a flicker of apprehension in his eyes. Korak, the Demon King, addressed Min Húc. You
already possess the Fermentation Jar. Now, after defeating Rune, he continued, you have
obtained the millstone, crafted by my own hand. You, player… The system, registering the
Demon King’s arrival, informed Min Húc: You have encountered Demon King Korak, one of the seven
legendary figures. Processing the identity of the being before him, Min Húc mused, Demon King
Korak. The creator of the Fermentation Jar and the millstone. This means he, like me, is a
gourmet, pursuing the ultimate flavors of cuisine. He’s like a master to me, he thought
with reverence. Excitement replacing any lingering fear, Min Húc stepped forward,
admiration evident in his voice. Thank you for creating such wonderful artifacts.
Lord Korak, he continued, I’ve been putting the Fermentation Jar you created to good use. Just
recently, I used it to ferment soy milk. Korak, perplexed by Min Húc’s singular focus on cooking
and his lack of fear, thought, He’s only using my Fermentation Jar for cooking. He defeated Rune
in an instant without utilizing the jar’s hidden abilities. This player is truly intriguing. His
thoughts concluded, he conjured a gift for Min Húc. I am most impressed. This is a gift from me.
The system, observing Min Húc receiving the gift, announced: You have received Korak’s Book. You
can change your profession through this book. Currently, God of Cookery is the newest class,
so you cannot abandon this profession. After bestowing the book, Korak advised, This book is
invaluable. Use it wisely. Heeding the advice, Min Húc expressed his gratitude.
Thank you. As an afterthought, Korak glanced at Min Húc, curious about what he
wanted to say. Min Húc, his voice filled with awe, complimented Korak. Your horns look truly
magnificent. You also possess such an aura of grandeur, so tall and imposing. You must be
very knowledgeable about the finest ingredients. Do you know of any. Hearing the flattery, Korak
grew suspicious. This youngster is even trying to butter me up. It’s rare for someone to ask me
so directly. After a moment of contemplation, he answered Min Húc’s question. Of course. I know
everything about the magical world. The locations of the most exceptional ingredients. Furthermore,
within a certain temple lies a mystical ingredient. Are you interested in learning
about it. Upon hearing this, Min Húc knelt down, his voice earnest. Yes, please.
Seeing this, Korak presented him with a map, a knowing smile on his face. Then I shall
give you the map to this temple. He added a word of caution. Think carefully before
embarking on this journey. Meanwhile, outside, everyone had returned to their previous positions.
The system announced the completion of Level 6. A disgruntled voice exclaimed, Damn it. I
gathered my team to get revenge. Could that Frying Pan Killer have already cleared Level 6.
If so, instead of retrieving the stolen items, we should prioritize obtaining the newly rewarded
artifact. Where the hell is that bastard. Larke, observing the speaker’s audacity, thought,
It seems they don’t know much about Rukto’s Tomb. After completing the Level 6 trial, one
receives the Millstone crafted by Korak, a highly sought-after item. Its true purpose
can only be discovered through repeated, specific actions. A hasty approach will be
counterproductive. Once inside the Level 6 trial, players typically spend several hours. It’s
clear the player will receive a piece of leather. That guy must have learned how to obtain
Korak’s artifact before entering the tomb. Larke stepped forward and said, Kaistra, I think
the Frying Pan Killer knows that the Millstone is an artifact for the new profession.
Our plan to exchange a Legendary item for the Millstone is no longer feasible.
Hearing this, Kaistra anxiously replied, Impossible. Larke, the Legendary-ranked explorer
has been preparing for this for over five months. Larke continued, The Vakran Guild was supposed to
clear that tomb. They said they encountered some problems, so I was investigating what happened
when I came to find you. If I hadn’t been so busy, we might have already finished. Kaistra, still
apprehensive, asked, Should we still try to trade artifacts with him as planned. Or should we
join the Vakran Guild. Larke refused, I think we should acquire it through Biệt đội, right. I can’t
let the Vakran Guild run rampant. Hearing this, Larke added, Then let’s just wait for the
Frying Pan Killer to come out. At that moment, the system announced: Level 6 Trial Completed.
Kaistra responded absentmindedly, Yeah. Then, Larke spoke with concern, Our Black Stone
team’s target is him. I must prioritize obtaining the restorative artifact, because
of the promise to… I have no other choice. Kaistra remembered Riche, currently
lying frail in bed, saying, Kaistra, we’re about to starve to death. He also
recalled someone visiting him when he was sick. Kaistra replied, Of course I remember. Thanks
to them, we’re alive today. How could I forget. Moreover, they even let us experience the joy
of the Goddess Athens’ connection room. Larke continued, Then do you remember eating the chicken
porridge. Kaistra described the taste, That warm, smooth bowl of porridge… Even though
I live better now, it’s all thanks to them. I’ll never forget that flavor. Larke, after
listening, asked Kaistra, Could you let me taste that flavor again. That’s my wish. I won’t ask
anything more of you. Hearing Larke’s request, Kaistra couldn’t answer, a cold sweat
breaking out as he anxiously uttered, Uh… Kaistra squatted down, lost in thought. The
Frying Pan Killer is in the tomb. He’s even more skilled than the Twilight Chef. I hear he has
exceptional culinary talent. But asking for his help means letting them escape, not joining… OK.
The Black Stone team and the captain have already been assigned to retrieve that artifact. Just like
abandoning Riche, I’ll be seen as a traitor. After pondering these things, he resolved, But for
Riche, I need the Frying Pan Killer’s power. Finished with his task, Min Húc set
things down, breathing a sigh of relief. Looking at the freshly made tofu, Min
Húc remarked, This should be enough, right. He picked up a knife, excitedly preparing
to cut the steaming block of tofu. Tofu is best when it’s fresh from the millstone,
warm and beautiful. But it still needs to be boiled first. With that said, Min Húc
earnestly began to cook the freshly made tofu. Looking at the dish before him, he
scooped a spoonful, excitedly saying, Look at this smooth tofu. Here we go.
Min Húc put a piece in his mouth, savoring the flavor. The broth is perfect. It
makes the tofu as soft as steamed egg. Warm, with chewy clams and vegetables soaked
in the sauce, and even a soft-boiled egg. Min Húc, feeling refreshed after his meal,
exclaimed, Magnificent. This truly feels like a divine blessing, a precious bowl of Korean-style
Sundubu Jjigae. Suddenly, Min Húc remembered something he’d forgotten. Oh, right. When enjoying
this, tofu simply can’t be without kimchi. Without hesitation, he grabbed a bit
of both to savor together. The spicy and sweet kimchi pairs perfectly with this
incredible tofu. The crunchy kimchi alongside the smooth tofu is a match made in heaven.
A while later, after finishing eight servings, he declared happily, I’ve cleared my bowl. Turning to
the tofu with affection, Min Húc said, Oh, tofu, how can you be so delicious. And you’re healthy
too. Even the finest beef can’t compare to you. Continuing to relish the tofu, he cheerfully
added, This dish is truly beyond perfect. Then, a note of disappointment crept into his voice.
I’ve finished all the freshly made tofu. Unwilling to give up, he immediately picked up
the millstone, preparing to make more. Luckily, there’s still some vampire blood left. I need to
make more tofu to eat. As he turned the millstone, preparing to grind more tofu, it suddenly
emitted a blinding light, startling Min Húc and causing him to fall to the ground.
He suddenly remembered the legends surrounding the millstone. It’s a jar. No one ever tried
to pull it out… The system promptly announced: The Millstone has transformed into Korak’s Thunder
Mill, as the seal has been broken. The link effect between Korak’s Thunder Mill and Korak’s
Fermentation Jar has been activated. Due to the link effect, the artifact’s level has evolved
to Legendary RPK. You have acquired a new skill. Still bewildered, Min Húc asked, A new skill.
The system then unlocked the new skill, informing Min Húc: Skill: Thunder Fist. Artifact
Effect Skill: If you possess Korak’s Thunder Mill, there is a 5% chance of unleashing Divine Thunder
upon attacking. Deals damage equivalent to your attack power. Skill: Hellish Thunder. Artifact
Skill will disappear after 48 hours. Effect: When you rotate the mill, extremely powerful thunder
will strike the surrounding area for one minute. Min Húc exclaimed in astonishment, Is this
really the effect. With this, I’ll never have to worry about going hungry again. The system also
announced to those outside: Artifact unlocked. Trial completed. Tomb raid quest completed.
Hearing this, those outside hurriedly fled. What. So fast. Impossible. Damn it,
we were too careless. Vakran Guild, hurry up. Hiding nearby, Larke thought, He’s
finished clearing, but he hasn’t come out yet. Could there be a different exit after clearing.
Suddenly turning around and not seeing Kaistra, he exclaimed in alarm, Where did that penniless
Kaistra run off to. Ignoring everything else, Kaistra ran quickly, thinking, How can
I approach the Frying Pan Killer. Money. Artifacts. What does he want. He’s so powerful…
Reaching the location, Kaistra hurriedly entered, thinking to himself, Please, just this once…
He saw Min Húc holding a letter and turning around thoughtfully. Kaistra, seeing
him, thought with relief, He’s here. Seeing Min Húc fold the letter, Kaistra anxiously
blurted out, I have a friend who’s starving to death. He continued, He’s African, like me. That
friend can’t forget that dish… Just like me. After speaking, he trembled, clenching his
fists, thinking, Damn it, that’s not what I wanted to say. What am I saying. This is
my only chance. Expecting Min Húc to refuse, he was surprised when Min Húc curiously asked
what the dish was and if he could make it. Seeing this, Kaistra, still anxious, pleaded
with Min Húc, I beg you, please. I’ll do anything you ask. Min Húc listened intently, then
replied with conviction, What I want is for no one in this world to ever go hungry again.
Kaistra felt a pang of familiarity at these words. He remembered a time from his childhood,
sitting beneath a tree, asking a mysterious uncle, You’re not just here to help our village, are
you. I heard you also help orphanages and nursing homes in other countries, Why do you do it.
The mysterious uncle paused thoughtfully, then replied, Because there’s something
that will never be given to me. I don’t expect to receive any gifts.
It turned out to be Kang Min Ho, Min Húc’s father, who turned around with
a smile and said, What I want is simply for no one in this world to ever go hungry again.
Seeing the striking resemblance between the two, Kaistra asked in confusion, Who… who are you.
Min Húc, noticing his bewilderment, chuckled and replied, Haha. A fellow food lover, it seems.
Suddenly, the others from outside caught up, shouting, Frying Pan Killer. Where are you.
Min Húc turned around, looking at Kaistra warily, thinking, Is he with the Vakran and Chabin Guilds.
Kaistra, however, calmly addressed Min Húc, Fighting here would be a disadvantage. Let’s
move. In a flash, Kaistra summoned his mount, climbed aboard, and urgently told Min Húc, Get
on. We need to leave, quickly. Min Húc, caught off guard, exclaimed, But I need to write a reply to
the letter. Before he could finish, Fenrus scooped him up, making him cry out in surprise, Whoa.
As they rode, Kaistra asked curiously, You want no one to go hungry. Interesting. Min
Húc, hearing this, simply smiled in response. Kaistra opened a door, calling out cheerfully,
Riche. I’m back. How are you feeling. Riche, seeing Kaistra’s return, responded happily,
Yeah. I feel like I’m Rune. No pain at all. But why did you make me log into the game.
Kaistra beamed as he introduced Min Húc, There’s someone in this game who can cook for you.
This is him. Min Húc stepped forward with a friendly greeting. Riche returned the
greeting, curiosity lacing his voice, Wow, Kaistra said I could actually taste
food in the game. Is that true. Hello. The system then displayed the ingredients to Min
Húc: Riche’s Chicken Porridge Recipe requires the following ingredients: Moonlight Chicken, Boto
Carrots, Clooney Onions. Cooking Level: Peerless. Legendary Effect: Evokes the taste of memories.
Increases HP by 15%. Min Húc, after reviewing the recipe, realized something was missing. He
thought, I’m lacking some of these ingredients. I’ll have to substitute. Let’s see how this
goes. What I need is the flavor of his memories. Having decided, Min Húc said, Have a seat.
I’ll get started right away. Riche replied, Okay. He went into the kitchen and began
shredding the hot, cooked chicken, thinking, Shred the boiled chicken into thin strips.
After shredding the chicken, Min Húc continued cooking: Then, add the soaked glutinous
rice, chopped onions, carrots, and chives into the chicken broth. We need to simmer it
until the ingredients are tender and don’t stick together. That way, the chicken porridge
will be easier to finish. Riche, catching the aroma of the half-finished dish, exclaimed, Wow.
That smells amazing. I bet it’ll be delicious. Min Húc, pleased, replied, Really. But you’ll have
to wait a little longer. Riche responded eagerly, Of course. Min Húc looked at the chicken
porridge, thinking, This is a rare dish without a buff. The system announced: Riche’s
Chicken Porridge has evoked the taste of memories. Increases HP by 8%. Finished, Min Húc
thought, Let him feel the effect of memories. I want everyone to be able to eat
a real meal. With that thought, he focused on cooking with determination: I hope
they’ll smile when they eat the food I cook. A moment later, Min Húc finished the porridge,
ladled it into a bowl, and handed it to Riche, saying, Sorry to keep you two waiting.
Riche didn’t need to taste it; just the smell evoked a familiar feeling:
Amazing. It reminds me of the taste of chicken porridge I’ve had
before. A warm, comforting flavor. Hearing this, Min Húc urged Riche, Try it quickly,
have a bite. Riche agreed, scooping up a spoonful and saying, Alright. Taking a bite, Riche savored
the deep flavor of the dish: Chicken porridge with glutinous rice cooked just right. It makes a
gentle, delicate flavor spread throughout my body. It’s exactly like the flavor I’ve
tasted before. After finishing the bite, Riche immediately confirmed with Kaistra and Min
Húc, It’s definitely the taste I’ve had before. Min Húc, delighted by Riche’s answer, exclaimed,
Great. The system announced: Secret quest has reached enlightenment. Granting rewards for the
secret quest reaching enlightenment. The challenge of satisfying many people has exceeded 100%. You
will receive the God of Cookery’s Second Meal. You are gifted a high-class restaurant-level
feast. Min Húc, surprised, thought, The previous challenge achievement was 50%, but
now it’s increased so much. The God of Cookery’s Second Meal is a feast at a high-class restaurant.
Suddenly, he received a message from the God of Cookery asking Min Húc: Message from the God
of Cookery: I guess you’re busy enjoying my food. Seeing the message, Min Húc opened it
and thought for a moment: A message from the God of Cookery. The God of Cookery said in the
message: But you are still the descendant of the God of Cookery. I truly believed this day would
finally come. The day you cook for others, just like you’ve just done. Min Húc, after reading,
understood and thought, I see. From the beginning, its purpose was to satisfy more people, so my
reward is a feast at a high-class restaurant. As the high-class feast appeared, Min
Húc’s eyes lit up, thinking, Please, enjoy. He turned to Kaistra and Riche and asked,
Do you want to eat with me. I want to enjoy this with you both. Kaistra repeatedly shook his
head, declining the offer. Riche smiled and said, I just want to eat the chicken porridge.
I want to taste that warm flavor again. Hearing this, Min Húc smiled and said,
Alright, anytime you want chicken porridge, just tell me. He happily picked up his knife and
fork, preparing to enjoy the feast, thinking he’d start with the steak. He cut a piece of steak,
savoring the delicious flavor. Cooked on the outside, with a soft, light pink center,
medium-rare steak is truly the best. After finishing a piece of meat, he wiped
his mouth and moved on to the creamy pasta, thinking he should twirl the pasta neatly. He
also picked up a piece of beef, thinking, Then, eating it with the steak is the best way.
When he finished the combination of pasta and steak, he reflected on the flavors:
Tomato pasta isn’t bad either, but the rich, sweet cream sauce combined with other dishes
is even better. Not only can you enjoy the creamy flavor of the sauce, but the chewiness
of the pasta is also great. After finishing, Min Húc turned to the other two and asked,
Are you two really sure you don’t want any. Seeing the two still refuse, Min Húc
continued to enjoy the next dish, thinking to himself: Later, I can make this
for them. Now, let’s try this fried rice. He savored the fried rice, thinking: First,
break the yolk of the sunny-side-up egg, then mix it well with the mayonnaise and enjoy.
Min Húc took a bite, savoring the delicious taste: The glistening pieces of meat combined
with various other ingredients, you can perfectly feel the taste of the sauce
blending with the fried rice. Finishing the dish, tears of happiness welled up in his eyes: This
feast is truly amazing, just like the first time I ate pork leg. So delicious, just as I
expected. This is truly a meal of the gods. A while later, Riche, having eaten
his fill, said with satisfaction: Wow, I’m so full. Seeing this, Min Húc asked:
Are you really full. I thought you might want to eat more. Riche chuckled and replied:
Yeah, I’m very satisfied. I’m content now. Hearing these words, Min Húc smiled and
said: Really. That’s great. The system notified Min Húc of a new skill: You have
completed the God of Cookery’s Second Meal. Restaurant-level Feast. Increases muscle
strength by 100%. You have received the Magic Cooking skill. You have become famous.
Min Húc was surprised, and a little suspicious: They gave me another skill, but it feels like
they’re using food to lure me in. Looking at the new skill description: Activate Magic
Cooking skill. Penalty for use: All stats -2. If you cook according to a recommended recipe, a
certain level of control can be created. Players below level 1 cannot interfere. Current uses 3/3.
Min Húc thought: If used incorrectly, the result will make more people dependent. So I will try
to use it as little as possible. But that doesn’t feel right either. Min Húc resolutely stood up and
asked: Kaistra, can I get to know more people in your village. Kaistra asked in surprise: Huh. Why.
He smiled and said: If so, please call me, I’ll try to cook more dishes. Kaistra was
surprised by this offer. Min Húc smiled, thinking: Now, if more people enjoy my
cooking, I’ll make more dishes for them. At this time, at the Vaham hell battlefield,
a battle was about to break out. The warriors were ready to fight the mysterious
cloaked figure. The warriors seized the right moment and rushed to attack the
mysterious cloaked figure. Unexpectedly, he defeated many warriors with just a fan.
After defeating the warriors, he folded his fan and sneered; no one dared to step forward.
He received a message from Clone: Kenrauhel, an artifact has come into the possession of
the Frying Pan Killer. Therefore, guild members have been ordered to apprehend him. But he has
completed it and disappeared without a trace. Kenrauhel found it amusing, folding his fan, he
said: Another one who dares to do such a thing. Stolen my ultimate artifact, huh. Then there’s
only one way. Kaistra gratefully thanked him: Thank you, Min Húc, for your help yesterday.
Thanks to you, Riche is now talking to everyone in the village more actively, and he doesn’t
seem tired anymore. We even went out to play. These words made Min Húc blush and say: Ah,
I’m not sure I helped you two that much. Ah, I mean, this makes me very proud. Then he
turned his face away, overwhelmed with joy, thinking: So this is what it feels like.
Then Kaistra had something else to ask Min Húc: Ah, I have one more thing to ask. Your
father is Mr. Kang of the Il Hwa Corporation, right. The mention of this name surprised
him slightly: You know my father. Hearing Min Húc’s words, Kaistra immediately knelt
down, saying, Just as I thought. Seeing this, Min Húc was extremely startled and said
to Kaistra, Why are you suddenly kneeling. Please get up. Kaistra then began to explain
to Min Húc, You probably don’t know this, but your father saved my life. My father’s life.
Is that so. Both of you are lifesavers. Min Húc looked at the scene before him, feeling a
sense of familiarity. Kaistra clenched his hands, making a decision. Min Húc saved
Riche. That’s why I’ve decided this. I want to dedicate my life to your family.
Then, the system announced: Player Kaistra is requesting to become Player Min Húc’s
companion. This left Min Húc utterly stunned, unsure what he had done wrong. Just as I’m
on the verge of becoming the God of Cookery, why is this kid making such a request. Let
Kaistra be the last servant. Perplexed, he asked, Well, could you tell me your
profession first. Kaistra answered honestly, Avatar Messenger. Think of it as a pet expert
of all things. This is my friend, Fenrus, not many people know about him. He’s
ranked ninth in the world. At that moment, Min Húc remembered he had nothing to do
in the kitchen, so he decided to ask, So, Kaistra, are you good at washing dishes.
Hearing his question, both Kaistra and Fenrus were taken aback. Just then, Genie informed him,
We’ve finished preparing all the ingredients for the birthday feast you’re planning for your
father. Seeing this, Min Húc couldn’t help but exclaim internally, Perfect timing. As
expected of Genie. Well then, let’s begin. So he called out to Kaistra, Do you want to meet
my father. At the mention of his father, Kaistra’s face lit up with joy, and he quickly replied, Yes.
Over at the Il Hwa Corporation, Kang Min Ho was about to get up and leave when his secretary
pushed open the door and said, Chairman, it’s me, your secretary. Oh, you seem to be
in a good mood. The young master has prepared a birthday present for you, hasn’t he.
Sipping his tea, he replied, Of course. There’s nothing else to be happy about besides
that. Even if it’s just in the game. Do you know how long it’s been since we’ve had a
meal together. By the way, have you heard about that. Hearing this, the secretary
understood and replied, Of course, I have. Near the Kalame area, there’s a place
covered in hundreds of ice blocks. When you mine an ice block, there’s a chance
to get one of them. You can get the best shaved ice in the world. It’s definitely a
dish that any kid would be thrilled to eat. Hearing this news, Kang Min Ho was delighted.
Thank you for telling me. Let’s become friends in the game then. Hearing this,
the secretary smiled and asked, Certainly, Chairman. What’s your
in-game name. I’m Black Fire Dragon. Young people these days like that kind of
name. I chose this imposing name because it was recommended by the system. What about you. The
secretary cheerfully revealed his in-game name, I’m King God. I was also recommended a really
cool name, but it’s nothing compared to yours. Hearing this, the Chairman said, King God,
your name is also quite noble and heroic. Why don’t you come with me to meet Min
Húc. He’ll definitely be very happy, as it’s been a while since you two have seen
each other. Min Ho’s suggestion deeply moved the secretary. Thank you for your grace. I will
certainly not disappoint you. The two logged into the game and headed to the place where Min Húc
was holding the birthday feast for the Chairman. On their way, King God remarked,
You truly are a brilliant leader, and you even possess a magnificent Black
Dragon. As expected of the Chairman, you shine even within the game. Hearing this,
Black Fire Dragon laughed heartily and replied, Thank you for your kind words. But to obtain these
things, I also went through some hardships. For some reason, other players mocked my ID.
But I persisted in playing this game, for Min Húc. Then one day, the system suddenly
announced the completion of a hidden challenge, and the reward was a Black Dragon.
That’s how I met Bretney. From then on, I’ve always acted alongside Bretney. We
don’t want to make enemies with anyone, we just want to create good memories. King God,
listening to his story, was filled with admiration and awe. Chairman, you are truly remarkable.
Otitis Meda must be something truly formidable. After some time, the two finally arrived at
the birthday feast venue. Upon arriving, Black Fire Dragon looked at the building and thought to
himself, This is where Min Húc lives in the game. He then pushed open the door and stepped inside.
As he entered, everyone set off fireworks to celebrate Kang Min Ho’s birthday, taking him
completely by surprise. Min Húc approached with the birthday cake and said, Besides the cake,
everything else was prepared by me and my friends. Please enjoy yourself, Dad. Seeing this, he
happily replied, Of course, thank you all. After the congratulations, everyone sat down at
the table and enjoyed the meal together. Finally, it was time to blow out the candles and
make a wish. He smiled and said, Alright. He made a silent wish: I pray for my son’s good
health. I hope that day will come when he can eat with me. For this wish, I will do my utmost.
I hope that day will come. After the party, Black Fire Dragon bid farewell to Min Húc
and rode his dragon towards the Kaleam area. As he approached Kaleam, Kang Min Ho felt
the chill of the region and decided to put on a dignified blacksmith’s cloak. At that
moment, the Ice Witch appeared and declared, How pitiful. You dare set foot in this land.
I will show you what true ice feels like. Seeing the Ice Witch appear, he
wasn’t afraid. On the contrary, he confidently stated, It’s dangerous, but
with someone by my side, I fear nothing. Bretney stepped forward and attacked. Then, both
of them charged towards the Ice Witch. Bretney roared and lunged, but before he could
get close, the Ice Witch used her powers to create blocks of ice, blocking his path.
Bretney used his flames to melt the ice. But for the Ice Witch, these attacks were nothing.
She shot ice arrows towards Black Fire Dragon, but he blocked them all. Seeing this, she
chuckled, Do you think that’s all I’m capable of. Immediately, spinning blades of ice attacked him.
Fortunately, Bretney used his wings to protect Kang Min Ho, preventing him from getting hurt.
But unfortunately, a shard of ice struck his hand, causing his body to start freezing, his
HP dropping drastically. At that moment, he remembered the sight of Min Húc happily eating
in reality, and his resolve strengthened. No, I must bring these ingredients back for Min Húc.
He then struggled to break free from the ice to continue the fight. Meanwhile, Genie thought
to himself, At least he has a decent summoned beast. I think he’ll be alright.
To develop Min Húc’s territory, we need to prepare for the guild war. Genie
mused, strategizing aloud. Does Min Húc even have a plan for this land. Maybe he doesn’t.
Should I suggest he hire a manager. He tapped a finger against his chin, lost in thought.
Suddenly, a message from Min Húc popped up in their group chat: Come to the castle. I’m stopping
by the shop, but I’ll be back soon. Immediately, they gathered and headed towards the castle.
Upon arriving, they found Kaistra washing dishes. Seeing Genie and the others, Kaistra quickly
stood up and greeted them politely. Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were coming. She, seeing his
flustered apology, quickly reassured him with a smile, It’s alright. Kaistra dried his hands
and said, Min Húc told me to welcome you all in. This surprised the three of them, leaving
them wondering why this young man was here. Curious, Kaistra scratched his head and asked, By
the way, who are you. Kaistra turned and answered honestly, I’m Min Húc’s servant. My job is
to wash the dishes, because I’m his servant. This explanation only deepened Genie’s confusion.
As they entered the living room, Kaistra told them, Please wait here. I’ll go finish my
chores. He then turned and went back to work. Seeing this, the three of them stealthily
followed him to see what he was doing. They saw Kaistra rubbing his eyes, which
were slightly red from the soap, leading them to mistakenly believe he was crying.
Min Húc, noticing them peeking, approached and asked, Oh, what are you guys doing standing there.
Come in. Genie, upon seeing Min Húc, glared at him fiercely and shouted, Look what you’ve
done. Khan and Lock echoed the sentiment, exclaiming in unison, This is outrageous.
At that moment, a system message appeared for Kang Min Ho: Legendary Challenge Complete. You
have successfully hunted the Ice Witch. The Ice Witch is returning to the summoning chamber.
You have collected the Legendary Ice Dragon. You have obtained a Special Gem.
You will be swiftly transported to the dungeon entrance upon your departure.
As he prepared to leave, a voice called out, Black Fire Dragon. You actually defeated it. We couldn’t
catch up. Hearing someone call his in-game name, Min Ho turned to see the Vakran Guild approaching.
One of the guild members said, Don’t you know you’re supposed to hand over the item to us.
Another member turned to their leader and asked, Do you really want to PK him. The leader replied,
Of course. Look how easily the Frying Pan Killer did it. Plus, you’ve got Gorak’s artifact. There’s
only one way to escape Black Stone’s surveillance, and that’s to obtain an artifact of equal power.
If we clear the Kaleam area, we’re bound to find something. The Ice Witch must have left
behind an artifact. And don’t forget, his equipment looks pretty useful.
Attack. Back at the castle, Genie exclaimed in surprise, So, that kid wants to be your
servant because your father helped him before. Min Húc immediately replied, Of course not. Why
would I take on another person. It’s just another mouth to feed. Lock, looking embarrassed,
said, So, it seems we misunderstood him. Min Húc explained, I’m not sure what
happened between them. I think my dad helped him quit playing that Athens game or
something. Anyway, my dad said he’s coming home today. I’ll ask him about it. Genie,
hearing this, asked, Isn’t that a secret. My dad wouldn’t mind, Min Húc assured him.
So, I’ll come back later. Let us know when he gets back, Genie requested.
Upon returning to reality, Min Húc went to his father’s office and
overheard him discussing the Vakran Guild with his secretary. It seems they’re after my
artifact, Kang Min Ho said, a hint of annoyance in his voice. They’ve finally figured it out. But
it’s alright, his secretary, King God, reassured him. I’ve secured the materials for Min Húc.
Hearing this, Min Húc, standing just outside the door, trembled with a mixture of anger
and affection. His father was still working tirelessly to gather resources for him in the
game. Returning to the game, a newfound resolve hardened his voice as he addressed Genie.
I think we should make a move against the Vakran Guild. His words startled her, the sudden
shift in his demeanor catching her off guard. A message from Kenrauhel flashed across
his screen: We must retrieve the mythical artifact from the Frying Pan Killer at all
costs to end this. We will leverage the power of the Pharaoh’s Messenger and the Asghan
Continental Nobles to support Black Stone. Clone, reading the message, sank into deep thought.
Retrieve the artifact. Asghan Continental Nobles. Supporting the Korean server. Kenrauhel
was truly a force to be reckoned with. Moreover, he mused, with the Pharaoh’s Messenger, we can
summon hellish demons. Even a guild as powerful as Legend would struggle against that.
Finally, the summons arrived. A system notification appeared: You have received a
message from Corron. He quickly typed back: Hey Corron, what’s the situation with the Legend
Guild. The reply came swiftly: Yes, Clone, they have a vassal named Vice Lore. He
looks nothing like I imagined. The castle also has very few guards, only one servant. I
think now is the perfect opportunity. Clone, after hearing the report, responded
decisively: Is that so. Then act now. On the streets, Crow and Ace walked side-by-side,
Crow, his head tilted in confusion, asked, Hey Ace, why are you following me to
catch criminals. It would be better if we could finish helping out soon. Ace,
looking up, replied, Well, you know, I need to save up for my wedding. If I want
to marry the woman of my dreams someday, I have to start saving now, bit by bit. I
need to raise healthy children and make sure they don’t suffer in their old age. Crow
couldn’t believe his friend was thinking like an old man. He was only thirteen, yet
his thoughts were so far into the future. Anyway, Crow continued, when catching criminals,
we need to avoid guild members. It’s too dangerous. We should target those who aren’t in
guilds and have high bounties. That way, you can save up for your wedding. Ace cheered in delight.
Crow, noticing Corron up ahead, said, Should we catch that scoundrel. Without
hesitation, they blocked Corron’s path. Crow struck a Sailor Moon pose,
staring down Corron. I am Crow. In the name of love and justice, Corron,
I will not forgive you. Ace, beside him, attempted a similar pose, though less gracefully.
Attack. Crow yelled. Fire attack. Ace immediately launched a fireball towards their target. How
dare you harass us like this. Corron, suspended in mid-air by Ace’s flames, cried out in fear.
Aaah. What are you doing. What did I do wrong. Crow looked up, his voice dripping with disdain.
You don’t know what you did wrong. You robbed and murdered NPCs. Artificial intelligence is just as
smart as real people. Corron gritted his teeth, cursing under his breath. Damn it.
Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he collapsed. A system notification echoed:
Teammates have forced player Corron to log out. Bounty received. Crow stared in disbelief. What
just happened. Why did he suddenly die. Did you use a high-damage skill. he asked Ace, who shook
his head. No, just a normal 2% damage attack. But did we violate any respect rules. He pointed
to the system warning message that now flashed before them: You have forced Corron to log out.
You are now under high alert for attacking a member of the Vakran Guild. Relations between you
and the Vakran Guild will worsen. He continued, And we attacked a member of the
Vakran Guild. Crow exclaimed, What. He recalled the information he knew about
Corron: Corron wasn’t a member of any guild. But during the waiting period, he had joined
the Vakran Guild and even donated a large sum of money to the church in repentance.
He said he was on high alert. What are they aiming for. Crow spoke seriously, Ace,
we need to inform the Guild Leader quickly. Genie stared sadly at the system request: Min
Húc requests to leave the Legend Guild. Do you accept. Her heart ached as she thought,
To plan revenge for his father, he’s been discovered by the Vakran Guild and now has to
leave for a while to avoid impacting the guild. What can I do to help. She sighed. Just then,
a message from Crow appeared. Surprised, she checked it: Um, what is it, Crow.
Crow’s message displayed: Guild Leader, Ace and I were catching criminals for the bounty.
But we attacked a member of the Vakran Guild. That’s why he was on high alert. You know,
we usually don’t attack players from other guilds. I think they’re plotting something.
What should we do now. Genie was startled. The Vakran Guild again, what are they
up to. And the situation Crow mentioned earlier. This is the same tactic the Evil
Guild uses to justify stealing items from other guilds. We’ll be framed regardless.
So why not let them make the first move. But it’s fine. Even if they attack, they won’t
win. We won’t lose to a rude guild like Vakran. No one would help such an insolent guild. After
Crow’s message, a message from Clone appeared: Hello, I am Clone, the Guild Leader of Vakran. I
demand a public apology from the Legend members who attacked our guild member without cause.
Seeing his message, she sighed wearily. Fine, I’ll call him. He continued to message: Of course,
you won’t apologize, right. Anyway, we’ve made our decision. We officially declare war on you.
Seeing this message, she was utterly astonished. Outside the guild, under sudden attack, nearby
buildings were affected and collapsed. Nearby residents fled in terror. Help us.
At this moment, Genie could only curse inwardly. These bastards, they dare attack
another guild’s territory. And what is that. Greek statues appeared before her. Why are
ancient Greek sphinxes here. She immediately notified the guild members: Legend Guild,
we are under attack by the Vakran Guild. All Legend members gather immediately at Bahalla.
Genie thought to herself, Damn it, who would be logged in at this hour. What do they want here.
Lock, just logging in, asked in confusion what was happening. She didn’t have time to
explain. Lock, get up there. We have to protect everyone. She drew her whip and swung
it; the sphinx she struck burst into flames. Lock also raised his sword and charged
towards them. But their attacks didn’t cause any damage to the statues.
Nothing at all. I should have thought of this. It’s the first time
I’ve encountered this type of monster, after all. It attacked Lock, who luckily dodged.
He turned back and called to her, Genie, help me. The sphinx is using its ability. Pharaoh’s Curse
activated. Temporarily reducing stats by 15%. She raised her hand defensively. How could the Vakran
Guild have someone with such a wide-range ability. At that moment, a hand clapped her shoulder.
She turned to see Kaistra. He spoke earnestly, Genie, let me join the guild. She turned
back, worried, Kaistra, it’s dangerous here, go inside. He persisted, I want to join the guild.
She looked at him in surprise, Now. He nodded firmly, Yes, please allow me. She relented
and nodded. A system notification rang out: You have accepted Kaistra as a member.
Kaistra has become a guild member. Genie stared at Kaistra in astonishment, Avatar
Messenger… He stepped towards the statues. A pair of gloves materialized on his hands.
I liked the dishwashing gloves Min Húc gave me… But you know, these suit me better, don’t
they, Fenrus. His face transformed into the head of a white wolf. I’ve been looking
forward to Legend’s current predicament. Thanks to the monsters summoned by Pharaoh,
Legend’s base must be completely destroyed by now. When all our guild members arrive, it will be
easy to steal those artifacts. Clone commanded his guild members, Everyone, prepare yourselves. We’re
leaving immediately. They replied in unison, Yes. At that moment, he received a message: You have
received a request from Pharaoh’s Messenger. He felt puzzled by the message. Hmm. Pharaoh is
contacting me. He accepted Pharaoh’s request. What is it, Pharaoh. The other side hurriedly
reported the situation, Clone, Kaistra is here. Clone, upon hearing this, said joyfully,
Excellent. Although he’s a bit troublesome, if we have him, the Avatar Messenger will… But
Pharaoh interrupted him, No, on the contrary, he’s attacking my summoned beasts.
No matter how you look at it, he’s betraying Larke Stone. It seems he’s siding
with Legend. I can’t believe Kaistra is with Legend. Why would Kaistra side with Legend.
Currently, they were on their way to Legend. Clone, standing at the front, said, That bastard
is the unofficial Ranker of the Korean server. It seems after gaining Kenrauhel’s trust, he’s gone
mad. But this is our chance. If he doesn’t follow Kenrauhel’s orders to kill the people of Larke
Stone, we can take his place. We’ll teleport there right away. Just hold Kaistra back for now.
The person on the other end replied, Got it. Clone turned back to his guild members,
Prepare for teleportation. But they weren’t paying attention to him, instead staring in
surprise at something behind him. Confused, he turned around. Huh. What are you looking at.
Behind him was a massive waterfall, about to crash down. He hurriedly covered his face with his
hands and yelled, Whoa. What’s this. He thought to himself, That’s scary. I think this is a surprise
attack. It’s an AOE skill, but the damage is very low, and there’s no stun effect, right.
Which bastard did this. Within the guild, someone pointed ahead of Clone and shouted,
Look. Look over there. It looks like the person standing on the roof did it.
Look over there. It seems like the person on the roof did it. He looked up at
the roof where Min Húc was standing. Ha, taking on so many people alone is difficult.
That’s why he’s standing up there. Clone called out, Who are you, daring to do this.
Min Húc replied, You ask who I am to dare do this. Because you messed with my father. On his
hand, he wore a ring – Robe’s ring. Robe’s Tidal Wave skill, Repentance skill. Min Húc looked
directly at them: I just want to tell you all, those who do evil will be punished.
After saying that, he spun the millstone in his hand. Seeing his action,
everyone asked in horror: What’s happening. Is he crazy. Clone stared at the object in Min
Húc’s hand, thinking for a moment, then suddenly realized what it was: Don’t tell me that’s…
Impossible. Following Min Húc’s movements, lightning suddenly appeared in the
sky. Someone was struck by lightning. At the same time, a system notification
rang out: Vaela has been forced to log out. Clone recoiled in terror: What is this.
He vaguely understood something: Why did he drench us with water. Was it because of his lightning.
Lightning continued to strike others. Kaito Tuk has been forced to log out. Golgol has been forced
to log out. Baju has been forced to log out. Clone, dodging the lightning, cursed angrily: Damn
it. I was careless. Clone yelled to the others: He’s out of AOE skills now. If he wants to
fight us hand-to-hand, we’ll win if we strike first. Those still alive, attack together.
But the millstone in Min Húc’s hand had disappeared, replaced by a sword: Who said
I’m out of AOE skills. You can’t even touch a hair on my head. He drew the Glory Sword.
Suddenly, ice spikes erupted from the ground beneath everyone, piercing through them.
As for Kaistra, Fenrus condensed a sphere of ice energy in his mouth, then spat it
towards the members of the Legend Guild. The system then announced: Fenrus’s Blessing.
The stun status of the Legend Guild members and NPCs has been lifted. All members receive an
8% stat increase. Genie shouted in disbelief: Avatar Messenger. The long-rumored
Beast Tamer Ranker is Kaistra. How fortunate that he’s a member of our guild.
We received a buff. Now we can defeat the enemy more easily. Lock, holding
his axe, stared blankly: Huh. Huh. Genie’s whip and Lock’s sword attacked a
Beast Tamer together, defeating it. Lock said, Finally defeated it. At that moment, someone
called Genie from behind. It turned out to be Old Ben. He was picking someone up from the ground
as he spoke to her: I was learning to make coffee, but it was so noisy outside, I came to see. Are
these guys causing trouble at Min Húc’s place. Genie replied: Yes, a guild called the
Vakran Guild suddenly attacked us. Old Ben nodded after hearing this: I see. Then I
can’t just stand idly by. He swiftly slashed down a nearby person with his sword: I
won’t let them destroy Min Húc’s castle. At this time, Khan’s team teleported in. Khan
looked at Genie with an embarrassed smile: Sorry I’m late. I don’t know how much time has
passed, I was too engrossed in playing soccer. I even scored the winning goal and had a
celebratory party. Want to see the video. Genie’s face darkened, and she tightened
her grip on her whip as she glared at him: Do you want to taste my whip’s celebratory party.
Khan, seeing this, apologized fearfully. Ending the conversation, they immediately plunged
into battle. Genie shouted to everyone: Anyway, everyone’s here now, let’s go.
The Legend Guild members attacked, some with bows and arrows, others with swords.
All the Anubis were quickly eliminated. Seeing this, the sphinx wasn’t flustered at all. Instead,
it calmly declared, You dare kill my subordinates. Then taste this. With that, it slammed
its staff into the ground. The ground suddenly shook, and everyone cried out
in astonishment, Whoa. What is it now. Khan spun around to look at the sphinx, but his
eyes widened in terror at the sight before him. A system notification immediately appeared: Baphomet
has appeared, the seventh archdemon of hell. Inside Min Húc’s castle, the Vakran Guild
troublemakers lay scattered on the ground, felled by lightning. Min Húc calmly walked among
them, saying, This is your retribution. From now on, stop doing evil and live a good life. Then, he
bent down and picked up an item from the ground. A notification popped up: You have obtained the
Ancient Artifact Disguise Scroll. Min Húc held the item in his hand, a puzzled expression on his
face: Ancient Artifact Disguise Scroll. The system panel displayed: Ancient Artifact Disguise
Scroll: Can change the form of a weapon. The weapon’s function will be adjusted according to
its new form. Can only change between weapons of the same type. Oh, this will be very useful.
After receiving the item, he immediately tried it out. He transformed the Balaka Greatsword into the
Balaka Rapier. Min Húc looked at the sword with satisfaction: This sword suits me better, after
all. Suddenly, he heard a message notification: What’s up. He opened the chat window to read.
Lock was saying that the lead goat was really scary. Khan chimed in: It’s just a bug
fix, but why does even one magic hit cause so much blood loss. After reading
this, he was a little surprised: Goat. Is it goat meat. Just thinking
about it made his mouth water. On his teammates’ side, Lock was stealthily
attacking the pharaoh from behind. He raised his weapon high, but unexpectedly,
the pharaoh had already detected him. The moment their eyes met, before Lock
could do anything, the pharaoh struck first, firing a fireball into Lock’s stomach,
sending him crashing to the ground. Genie rushed over to check on him: Lock, are you
okay. Lock was in too much pain to speak. From a distant corner, someone was secretly
observing. Is that a member of the Legend Guild. Lock managed to force out a few words:
That damn pharaoh… The mysterious person was extremely surprised: Pharaoh. If it’s a
pharaoh, then it was sent by Kenrauhel. I came here because I heard someone saw Kaistra
in the Legend Guild’s territory. What’s going on. Then, he gulped, falling silent as
he saw that Kaistra was indeed there. He was riding on Fenrus, his mount. Seeing
this, he ran out, calling Kaistra’s name: What the hell are you doing. Aren’t you afraid of
him. It turned out to be Larke, Kaistra’s friend. He continued, Losing contact for so long, only
leaving a message, ‘Sorry.’ Leaving that message, didn’t you intend to betray Kenrauhel.
Kenrauhel is an important figure in a giant conglomerate family. If you go against his wishes…
As Larke spoke, his hands clenched tighter, even beginning to tremble. He exclaimed, It’s not too
late, Kaistra. That Baphomet is a demonic monster. Kaistra turned around and declared, Anyway, Larke,
I’m sorry. I’ve decided to take him with me. Larke couldn’t believe what he was hearing,
stunned into silence. What. What did you just say. Kaistra, having finished speaking,
rode Fenrus straight towards Baphomet, ignoring Larke’s attempts to stop him.
Kaistra charged towards the goat-headed figure, but the opponent merely cast a single spell,
instantly knocking him and Fenrus to the ground. The figure looked down at him with
terrifying eyes, let out a cry, and then slammed its staff into the earth. A long
fissure ripped through the ground. Larke reached out, wanting to intervene, but it was too late.
A massive tomb emerged from the crack. The Prince’s Tomb. Larke stepped forward,
attempting to use his magic to control the situation. Genie helped Lock up,
asking him in confusion, Who are you. Larke didn’t answer her question, only saying, Get
out of here. I can’t hold it much longer. Hearing this, Genie helped Lock away, but not before
turning back to thank him: Thank you. Under the influence of Larke’s magic, the tomb levitated.
It seemed he was struggling to maintain control. Just a moment later, his magic gave way, and
the tomb crashed back down. Kaistra, injured, struggled to his feet: Larke, what’s going on.
Larke, still battling, replied, Because you’re a good person, trustworthy. You must have
your reasons for doing this. Help me, quickly. Kaistra rushed to assist his comrade.
Meanwhile, Min Húc was still fighting the remaining Vakran Guild members to rescue the
civilians. Is everyone alright. Get out of here, quickly. He smiled and waved to
the rescued people: Thank you. Min Húc walked through the rubble: It’s chaotic
here. Where’s the Legend Guild. Is Kaistra safe now. The sight before him made him gasp.
There stood a goat-headed figure, looking incredibly powerful, holding a staff.
The system displayed: Baphomet, one of the seven strongest demons, has appeared. He stared
at the hideous monster, his mouth watering. Is that the goat everyone’s talking about in chat.
He listed the ingredients he could get from the goat: shoulder, breast, tenderloin, lean
meat, ribs. The more he thought about it, the more he craved it, a true gourmand’s
mindset. Min Húc drew his sword, declaring, It really is edible. Excellent. Suddenly, someone
called out, distracting him. It was Kaistra. He was slightly surprised: Kaistra.
Kaistra, obeying a command, charged forward on his pet Fenrus, attacking:
It’s safe now. Fortunately, Kaistra’s attack wounded the goat. A gash appeared on its flank,
but it quickly healed. Min Húc was astonished: The cut is regenerating.
He suddenly had an idea: I have a great idea now. For a monster with
regenerative abilities, the Alluring Dish I received from the Food God earlier.
If I use that skill to cook it, won’t I be able to eat goat meat for the rest
of my life. His eyes lit up at the thought. He gripped his sword tighter, determined: I
must eat it. Genie, Lock, and Khan had moved to a safe location and were observing
from afar. Genie looked at the monster, saying in astonishment, I’ve never seen a monster
like this before. It’s unbelievably strong. Suddenly, she spotted a familiar figure: Is
that Min Húc. Min Húc was running towards the monster. Lock, seeing his friend rushing
towards the danger, warned, Min Húc, it’s dangerous. That monster is incredibly powerful.
He turned his head, flashing a bright smile and giving a thumbs-up. Don’t worry. Lock,
puzzled, thought, Why is he suddenly giving a thumbs-up. Baphomet, seeing him
approach, fixed him with a murderous glare and then roared. A magical attack
materialized instantly, hurtling towards him. Min Húc, cautious, raised his sword
defensively. The magic slammed into his position, creating an explosion of dust and
debris. He winced. That magic’s no joke. The monster pressed its attack, striking from
above, aiming directly for Min Húc. Despite dodging, Min Húc was still caught off
guard. That thing’s fast as lightning. Baphomet let out a chilling laugh that sent
shivers down his spine. It conjured a massive fireball overhead, hurling it down at Min Húc.
He instantly pulled out his frying pan, enlarging it to deflect the attack.
Another explosion rocked the air. Old Ben, watching from a safe distance,
was consumed with worry. If this keeps up, Min Húc will. Kaistra interrupted his
train of thought. No, Min Húc will be fine. As if on cue, Min Húc emerged from the rubble,
his pet perched on his shoulder. He looked at Beanie with praise. Good job, Beanie. It turned
out Beanie had activated its Absolute Defense skill. For two precious seconds, any attack
against Beanie and its owner was nullified. Seizing the opportunity, Min Húc, swift as a
lightning bolt, lunged forward, slashing at the monster’s back with his sword. Wrath Sword
and Beanie’s Shovel – the monster, caught completely off guard, took both hits, crying
out in pain. This artifact isn’t bad either. Though it’s like throwing an egg at a rock,
landing a few hits is still lucky. He then activated his auto-skill, unleashing a surge
of high-voltage electricity into the creature. Its body was scorched black, but it still
stood. It’s still not dead. What tenacious life force. What kind of creature is this.
Beanie, shovel clutched firmly in its mouth, charged towards the monster. Beanie.
Beanie. Min Húc called. But the pink pig ignored him, accelerating its charge.
Finally, it slammed into Baphomet, shattering the ruby on its necklace. A
system notification appeared: The Curse of Baphomet has been lifted. Min Húc suddenly
understood. Ah, so that gem was the source of the monster’s power. Beanie figured it out.
The goat-headed, humanoid monster, once towering and powerful, now, stripped of
its power, transformed into a small white goat, standing precariously on its hind legs,
staff still clutched in its hooves, bleating pathetically. Min Húc approached it,
a smile playing on his lips. Now that the gem is gone, it’s nothing more than an ordinary goat.
The goat, looking at him as if he were the Grim Reaper, trembled with fear. He and Beanie drew
closer, holding out a piece of bread enticingly. Come here, come here. Even in death, you’ll become
the most delicious meal. Come here, come here. A notification chimed: Because your level
has exceeded 100, this action cannot be activated. The goat, now shaking uncontrollably,
watched him. Min Húc sighed in disappointment. What. I can only look but not touch. He
reluctantly accepted the reality. Oh well, I was being too greedy. It is what it is.
He drew Balaka, his sword gleaming in the light. Addressing the now-ordinary goat, he
declared, Though it’s just this once, I want to savor this moment. I’ll cherish every part
of you. With that, he acted swiftly. A single, plaintive bleat echoed through the air, then
silence. A system notification appeared: You are the first to hunt a Legend Guild monster
in the Demon Kingdom, instantly gaining dominance. Meanwhile, Lock had confronted the Pharaoh
and exacted his revenge. After defeating him, he stood, dusting off his clothes. Unbelievable,
he muttered. Just a few axe swings and he’s offline. Picking up the Pharaoh’s axe,
he continued, Causing that much chaos, he deserved at least 500 swings. Genie,
standing beside him, added, If I could feign going offline, I’d definitely give him a
proper beating. That axe suits you, by the way. Lock turned to Genie. Where’s Min Húc. He caught
Baphomet, so the system window should have popped up by now. The guild issue is settled, right. Back
with Min Húc, he sat before a makeshift grill, seemingly contemplating his next move.
Finally, he grabbed a can of something and took a long swig. Ah, he sighed contentedly.
Nothing beats a cold one after work. Especially with the aroma of grilled goat, he
added, a grin spreading across his face. He sprinkled salt onto a skewer of goat meat,
then, savoring the natural flavor, he took a bite. With the first mouthful, he
couldn’t help but exclaim, Wow, rich and sweet, without a hint of gaminess. Perfect.
Finally, a quick sear with the sauce, and we can enjoy its signature flavor. This is the
essence of grilled goat skewers. Wiping his mouth with a napkin, he declared, Appetizer done.
Next up, goat ribs. Min Húc expertly snipped a rib into bite-sized pieces and popped
one into his mouth. He chewed with gusto, savoring the taste. The distinct aroma of goat
fills my mouth, perfectly complemented by the tenderness of the meat. Exquisite. In the blink
of an eye, the ribs were gone, leaving only clean bones. Min Húc picked one up and sucked on
it. So good, I even want to eat the bones. As he reveled in his feast, a system notification
appeared: True Value of the God of Cookery: You can acquire Baphomet’s skill. Do you wish
to try. Haven’t seen this in a while. Of course, I’ll try. He hit the confirm button.
The system began to activate. Conversion rate 11%. Initiating random conversion
32%. Conversion rate 85%. This is exciting. Conversion rate 100%. Conversion
successful. Athens, South Korea. A competition to select representatives from
countries around the world. The winner will receive a grand prize and the title
of South Korean MVP. Genie excitedly asked Min Húc, Are you participating.
He replied, mid-chew, Hmm, I’m not sure. Genie said, exasperated, What. You’ve set
your information status to private again. Min Húc, busy cleaning his sword, continued
chewing as he answered, It’s too much of a hassle. Eating keeps me busy enough. If it were
a speed-eating competition, I’d definitely join. Oh well. Genie glanced at a notification. Ah, the
Vakran Guild location intel just came in. I’ll be going now. She waved goodbye and dashed off. Min
Húc picked up a sandwich. Mm, good work. After finishing his meal, he stood and began practicing
with his sword. After the territory raid, we’ve made the Vakran Guild our enemy.
Providing the location of Vakran Guild members will earn a small reward. So, no
need to hide. If you encounter them, attack immediately. Vakran Guild members are currently
hunting in Village 20. Upon hearing this news, acquaintances and other guilds joined forces to
annihilate the Vakran Guild. Unable to withstand the onslaught, most Vakran members left the
guild, its ranking plummeting precipitously. Min Húc, wiping sweat from his brow, finally
took a break. Whew, he sighed. In any case, the skill I got from Baphomet is pretty good. He
practiced the movements of the Black Fire Storm skill. Its effect was to summon several
black firestorms within a 6-meter radius, engulfing enemies and inflicting heavy damage.
This skill seems even better than Earthquake, he mused excitedly. I need to use the Storage
skill to put my weapon away. With that, he activated the Storage skill, triggering
its description: You can use the Storage skill to store your weapon. The Storage skill does
not share a cooldown with the original skill. It consumes a lot of stamina, he noted,
but the rewards are substantial. Plus, I got to eat goat meat. He pulled out
the Weakened Baphomet Summoning Stone, a special item capable of summoning Baphomet for
three hours. Licking his lips, he wondered, Could I use this to eat him again. While engrossed in
examining his acquired items, he suddenly received a message from Athens. It read: Greetings, player
Min Húc. We are writing to inform you of changes to the new terms. Confused, he muttered,
Hmm. Who’s this from. Sent from Athens. Min Húc continued scrolling through the message.
It stated: To adjust balance, the God of Cookery character you are using will no longer be able
to increase stats through eating after level 350. Min Húc’s jaw dropped. What’s this. Then,
reassuring himself, he said, Ah, looking closely, it doesn’t restrict eating altogether. So,
it’s not a big deal. No other way around it. He chuckled softly, thinking, I’m almost at
level 350. It’s been a long journey. I’ll have to put all my points into crafting skills
then. Before he could finish his thought, he noticed something that left him speechless
with astonishment: The seal on the map leading to the hidden shrine has been broken.
Within a temple of the Demon race, the Demon Queen Ramori sat upon her throne. It
seems someone has broken the seal on the map, she observed. A smirk played on her lips.
They’ll arrive at the shrine soon enough. She then cast a summoning spell. Before long, a
man was summoned to her presence. He grumbled, Ah, honestly, why summon someone so casually.
She laughed calmly. Even after all this time, that temperament hasn’t changed, has it.
He brushed off her comment, simply asking, What did you call me here for. Ramori teased
the man, I just haven’t seen the Sword God in a while. I was feeling a bit nostalgic.
He remained silent, offering no response. Finally, Ramori asked seriously, Are you
still living in seclusion. The man replied, I teach in a small village for those who come
from afar. It’s what the god Athens desired. Hearing this, Ramori covered her mouth,
stifling a laugh. A teacher. He asked sternly, What’s so funny. Her expression turned serious.
The Sword God, who once saved the world, living such a life… It seems rather unfitting.
He said, Not long ago, I got married and had a child. I’ve been living an ordinary life
ever since. Ramori looked him up and down, asking, Where’s the sword you
always carried. Did you change it. Ah, I sealed it away, along with some of
my memories. Memories. she chuckled. So, you’ve finally become an ordinary
person. She stepped down from her throne. I was always human, the Sword God replied. So,
who is it that will be arriving soon. Indeed, the seal on my map has been broken.
The man said, I’m truly eager to see who it is. Then he raised his hand. Victory
grants a portion of my power, but failure. At the Legend Guild’s territory, sunlight
streamed down, and a peaceful atmosphere finally settled. Everyone was excited,
especially Old Ben and Kaistra. Old Ben exclaimed, It’s so wonderful to be
accompanying Mr. Min Húc. Kaistra, equally enthusiastic, added, As long as I’m
with Mr. Min Húc, I’m happy to go anywhere. Seeing their excitement, Min Húc scratched his
head, embarrassed. It’s not a pleasure trip, he explained. This is a world quest. Despite
his explanation, their enthusiasm remained undimmed. He said it’s not like we’re
going with him, so it’s like an outing, right. Kaistra chimed in eagerly, Exactly.
Going with Mr. Min Húc, I’m so thrilled. Min Húc chuckled. Seems like you’re not worried
at all, but rather quite confident. Alright then, I’ll share the quest details. Do you agree to
share the quest. Hidden Shrine Quest, Level 88, Time Limit: 48 hours. Follow the map to the
Hidden Shrine. Failure to arrive within the time limit will result in a 30% reduction in all stats.
After reading this, Kaistra panicked. If we don’t leave on time, there’s a penalty. Even if we only
have an hour left, we have to leave immediately. Old Ben, the steward, also reminded them, We
absolutely must be prepared. And so, the journey to complete the quest began. Min Húc, Kaistra, and
Old Ben rode on Kaistra’s pet white wolf, Fenrus. Along the way, Min Húc suddenly asked Kaistra,
Hey, what if the reward includes demonic ingredients or something similar. Without
hesitation, Kaistra replied, Of course, I’ll give it all to you. Hearing that he would
receive everything, Min Húc’s eyes lit up, but he still said, While it’s not absolutely necessary,
you mean you want to give me everything. Well, if that’s the case, I’ll have to accept. Truly, it’s
because there’s no other way that I’m accepting. Kaistra, a little stunned, said, Ah, yes. But
in return, please make me bread. Bread. Old Ben chimed in, This boy, ever since he ate the bread
Mr. Min Húc made, he has to have one every day. Min Húc, pleased by the appreciation, patted
Kaistra’s head. Is that so. Then I’ll definitely make some. Kaistra, enjoying the head pat, said
happily, Wonderful. The steward feigned anger. You bread addict. Causing trouble for Mr. Min Húc
again. His tone, however, suggested otherwise. Time passed. Min Húc, holding the map, said, Hmm.
I think this area is the place. Old Ben looked around. But there are only trees and cucumbers
around here, Mr. Min Húc. He examined the map again. The map clearly indicates it’s here.
Kaistra leaned down and spoke to his pet. Fenrus, help us this time. The white wolf sniffed
the air and then plunged into the thicket. The path seemed to end abruptly, but beyond
the dense trees, they indeed saw a temple. Is this the temple entrance. They cautiously
stepped inside, Min Húc leading the way, his hand gripping his sword vigilantly.
He reminded everyone to be careful. A door suddenly appeared, capturing everyone’s
attention. A system notification appeared: You are the first to discover the Ramori Clan.
You have received 10 stars and can now begin the Ramori Trial. Min Húc, slightly bewildered,
said, It’s starting already. Following the directions, they stepped through the doorway.
The system checked the number of party members: The trial will be adjusted based on the
number of participants. Waiting for them inside was the man who had just spoken with
Ramori. He said, Welcome to the Ramori Trial. Min Húc was completely stunned when he
saw the man. He cried out in astonishment, Instructor. What are you doing here. Vallen
spoke first. Long time no see, Min Húc. Why are you at this temple. You’ve
grown up quite a bit. Min Húc was still so surprised he couldn’t speak.
It took him a few moments to compose himself. He spoke, his voice thick with emotion,
Chef, how have you been. Is Royna well. Vallen, taken aback by this reaction, paused for
a moment before replying, Thanks to you, we’re doing well. As expected of Min Húc. Ramori,
sitting on her throne with her chin resting on her hand, spoke with a bored expression. Now’s
not the time for reunions. Let’s get down to business. Yes, your majesty, Vallen responded.
The battle entered its preparatory phase. A magical light enveloped Vallen, conjuring two more
swordsmen to balance the teams. Vallen explained, The trial is to defeat me and my comrades.
Relinquish the power you received from Athens and use your pure strength to defeat
me. Reunited with his old instructor, Min Húc felt no fear, only excitement. He pointed
his sword forward and replied, Understood. A system notification rang out: Temporarily
reverting all stats to base values. Trial commencing. Vallen immediately lunged towards Min
Húc, but Min Húc parried the blow with his sword. I apologize, Min Húc, he said, but I won’t
hold back. With that, he withdrew his sword and counterattacked, thrusting towards Min
Húc once more. Fortunately, Min Húc dodged in time. This trial is to choose that person, and
that person is you, Min Húc, so I cannot yield. A tense atmosphere enveloped them both.
Suddenly, the sound of a sword clattering to the ground broke the silence. Vallen and Min
Húc looked towards the sound and saw Old Ben had subdued one of their opponents. He held his
spear to the man’s throat and yelled, You call yourselves swordsmen with skills like that.
He crouched down and asked, Do you yield. Completely overpowered, the man pleaded
for mercy. Seeing the situation turn sour, Vallen broke out in a cold sweat. How did it
come to this so quickly. Taken down before I could even react. Meanwhile, Kaistra was also
gaining the upper hand. Though their abilities are inferior to ours, I didn’t expect Min
Húc’s subordinates to be this skilled. I can’t lose. While Vallen was distracted
by these thoughts, Min Húc closed the distance between them. Instructor. Min
Húc shouted, thrusting his sword forward. Thanks to the warning shout, Vallen managed
to save himself, Min Húc’s blade grazing his cheek and drawing blood. My apologies,
Vallen said calmly. I’ll be serious now. True to his word, his earlier carelessness
vanished, leaving no openings. With that, he knocked Min Húc’s sword aside and lunged
forward like the wind. Slightly surprised, Min Húc stumbled back. He grew serious. If
that’s how it is, then I have no choice. This battle demands my full strength.
As a player, this is a game that favors me. Ignoring the sting of the
wound Vallen had inflicted, he grabbed the instructor’s sword with his bare hand,
simultaneously driving his own sword into Vallen’s side. Vallen managed to avoid a serious injury,
receiving only a shallow graze, but he was utterly shocked. Are you mad. Did you really have to go
this far. Min Húc replied calmly, You know why. Then, he finished off his former instructor with
a sword strike. Victory was all that mattered. Vallen gave a wry smile and asked, Did you
really have to push me this far. I yield. System notifications flashed in succession:
Ramori’s Trial Complete. You have received the Demon King’s Large Grilled Mackerel.
You have received the Demon King’s Black Pork Belly. You have received the
Demon King’s Stir-fried Black Pork. Enthralled by the culinary delights, Min Húc
looked at the rewards excitedly and exclaimed, Wow. What a generous reward. I can already taste
the rich flavors of Jeju Island specialties. Even without the raw ingredients, the quantities are
impressive. You have reached level 350. The God of Cookery stat can no longer be increased.
Min Húc lifted his chin proudly and declared, I’ve known this for a while, so I’m not
surprised. As long as I can cook and enjoy delicious food, nothing else matters.
You can now learn the Sword God Vallen’s swordsmanship. If you have mastered
swordsmanship, you can merge it with your existing skills. Min Húc was surprised. The Sword
God’s swordsmanship. Instructor’s swordsmanship. He turned to Vallen, bewildered. Why are you here.
Vallen began to explain, This story goes back a long way. It’s a story from fifteen years ago.
A small village experienced a Demon Gate opening, and demons began attacking the people.
The villagers were completely helpless. To stop this, I and other knights
joined the fight against the demons, but they were too numerous; we couldn’t turn
the tide. Just as everything seemed lost, Ramori appeared and granted us power.
You lowly humans, borrow my power to repel them. Ramori could be considered a demon with a
positive attitude towards humans. Thanks to her, the Demon Gate was sealed, and her abilities
were recognized. From that point on, I was given the title of Sword God. As Vallen recounted
the story, Ramori seemed a bit embarrassed, lifting her chin haughtily and saying,
What ancient history are you talking about. Min Húc listened in awe. Wow, no wonder I always
felt there was something extraordinary about you, Instructor. Truly a remarkable figure.
Vallen, flattered by the praise, scratched his head sheepishly. You’re as
smooth-tongued as ever. If that’s the case, the skill must be quite potent. Merging it should
be entirely feasible. I’ll study it more later. You have reached SSS rank. With your high score,
you can register your name in the Hall of Kings. You can use a nickname or register anonymously.
Min Húc hesitated slightly. The Hall of Kings. Won’t I become even more famous. It’ll be hard
to enjoy my meals in peace if that happens. I’d better register anonymously to avoid being
recognized. Registering your name anonymously in the Hall of Kings. Registration complete.
The tenth king has been born. News of Korea’s anonymous king will spread throughout the
world. Kaistra and Old Ben were astonished. Korea. Is this Korea’s first. Min Húc.
In that case, let’s do it like last time. With that, he laid out a lavish feast before the
surprised and delighted eyes of everyone. Then, he cheerfully announced, Let’s enjoy this Jeju-style
feast together. It’s been a while since we’ve all gathered like this. Is this really alright. Min
Húc replied, Of course it is. Everyone, have a seat. Kaistra said, touched, Min Húc, thank you.
With that, everyone focused on the food laid out before them. Min Húc declared, Well then,
I’ll start with this grilled mackerel. He picked up his chopsticks and
expertly deboned the mackerel, then placed a bite-sized piece onto his steaming
bowl of rice. The moment it touched his tongue, the salty tang of the sea mingled with a
delicate sweetness, enhanced by the rich, tender flesh of the fish that melted in his
mouth. Moving on to the stir-fried pork, the savory blend of sweet and spicy flavors
combined perfectly with the tender meat, the satisfying crunch of the vegetables
adding another layer of texture. Lost in the culinary experience, Min Húc suddenly
realized, Oh, is it almost gone already. He grabbed a frying pan and declared,
It’s time. With practiced ease, he fried a sunny-side-up egg and placed it on a plate.
Half rice, half stir-fried pork, topped with the golden fried egg. Min Húc beamed as he held up the
bowl. The remaining pork mixed with the fried egg and rice. absolutely divine. This is what I call
a feast. He took his first bite and exclaimed, Wow, this is going to make me eat so much rice.
Kaistra, sitting beside him, asked curiously, It makes you eat a lot of rice. Min Húc, engrossed
in the stir-fry, hadn’t noticed that the others had nearly finished the grilled pork belly.
He cried out in dismay, Oh no. I was so focused on the stir-fry, where’s the pork
belly. Save some for me. Vallen chuckled, Hurry up then. Min Húc replied quickly, I have
to finish this bowl of rice first. Suddenly, a system notification appeared: All stats have
reached 2000. You can now learn a dual profession. Min Húc was taken aback. Huh. The system
continued: The Book of Khổ Lạc will automatically select a suitable profession
for you. A strange power enveloped the book. Still surprised, Min Húc stammered, A. a
dual profession. The system explained: MSG, ground from minerals, is tastier than
any seasoning Khổ Lạc has ever tasted. Khổ Lạc uses the finest wood from Athens as
charcoal, using it to grill charcoal-grilled dishes. Holy water in Dragon Ball. Khổ Lạc
takes water from the Balasghan water source, using it to boil noodles and create
an extremely delicious flavor. Khổ Lạc is truly a bizarre individual; he has
created many special and powerful tools. The system announced: Status paused. The Book of Khổ
Lạc has chosen a profession for you: Bizarre Chef. Min Húc questioned, Bizarre Chef. A new quest
suddenly appeared: Create a special tool. Use the power of the special object to create delicious
food. Overwhelmed by the influx of information, he muttered, Why do I have to make cooking
tools like Khổ Lạc. The system continued its notifications: You have received a new skill. The
passive skill ‘Bizarre Chef’ has been created. The passive skill ‘Bizarre Chef’s Sharp Perception’
has been created. The passive skill ‘Bizarre Chef’s True Value’ has been created. The passive
skill ‘Bizarre Greatness’ has been created. Min Húc felt dizzy. So many world notifications at
once. He clicked on each notification. Shouldn’t I check these one by one. Suddenly, a
new notification appeared on the left. Min Húc wondered, What now. ‘Bizarre Chef’
passive skill explanation: You can use your own unique methods to create special and amazing
dishes. You will receive corresponding stats and reputation based on the level of bizarreness.
He suddenly remembered the earlier notification about the God of Cookery. So. doesn’t this render
the God of Cookery stat useless. Lost in thought, he was interrupted by Ramori.
What’s wrong. Min Húc replied, A class change notification popped up. Ramori,
noticing the book, gasped, That. that book. Min Húc asked, This is the Book of
Khổ Lạc. Do you know it. She flinched, the realization hitting her that Khổ Lạc was one
of the three Great Demon Kings, just like herself. She quickly denied it: I don’t know this book.
Min Húc was slightly puzzled: Is that so. He then stood up and asked her: Did you enjoy the meal.
She effusively praised it: Yes, it was incredibly delicious. He replied: I’m glad to hear that.
Ramori continued: Now it’s time to give you the reward for passing the trial. Min Húc
inquired: A reward. Ramori explained: You will receive the power of the Sword God.
She then transferred the power to Min Húc, But after receiving the Sword God’s power,
you have to do something. Because the God Athens has given you a new mission. Min
Húc asked, slightly apprehensive: So, what is it. Ramori said: You heard the story about
stopping the Demon Tribe, right. He nodded. Yes, she continued to explain: The mastermind
behind that incident is one of the Demon Kings, Verus. Recently, Verus’s movements have been
unusual. Since you’ve inherited Vallen’s power, you must replace him in stopping Verus.
Min Húc rubbed his chin thoughtfully: Hmm. It seems it’s not a quest to find food then.
Maybe I should look into the skill I just received first. Ramori continued: Verus is very violent and
cruel, and there’s no telling when he’ll send the Demon Tribe to the human world.
While Ramori was still talking, Min Húc tried activating the skill he had just
received, Ramori’s Blessing. Ramori’s Blessing is receiving a portion of the Demon Tribe’s
demonic energy. If that powerful demonic energy is infused into black bean paste, one can enjoy
the most unique black bean noodles in the world. Min Húc wondered: Black bean noodles. Why black
bean noodles. What does it have to do with demonic energy. Is it because both demonic energy and
black bean paste are black. But just thinking about black bean noodles makes my mouth water.
Seeing Min Húc distracted, Ramori sighed, putting her hands on her hips: Are you even listening to
me. Min Húc replied: Uh, of course, where were we. Ramori repeated: I was saying that before you go
to stop Verus, you need something. He wiped his mouth: Something. She continued: It’s Demon Ore.
I used my power to seal it. Its name is Anterinium. He suddenly remembered something:
Anterinium. Could it be. Ramori was saying: If you find that ore. but was interrupted by Min Húc.
Wait, if I find it the fastest, will you praise me.
Ramori became angry: Are you showing off in front of me. Min Húc
defended himself: Huh. I didn’t mean it like that. It’s just that being praised by a talented and
beautiful Demon Tribe woman like Ramori would make me very happy. Ramori was speechless: Honestly.
She was a little embarrassed: Fine. If you bring it back the fastest, I’ll give you a blessing. Min
Húc was excited: Great. You have no idea. Give me three days, that’s enough. Now, I’ll explain how
to get it. Min Húc said as he rummaged through his bag: No need. Ramori was a bit confused: Um.
Well then. Min Húc smiled, clicking on the item: Here you go, I’ve already found it.
It turned out that Anterinium was one of the ores that Min Húc had collected. If
all the minerals were gathered together, they would create an enormous power. So he had
hidden them to ensure that no one could find them. Ramori’s jaw dropped in astonishment: How is
that possible. Min Húc started to joke: Hehe, actually, this is an item I received earlier, and
since I didn’t know what kind of mineral it was, I put it in storage. I didn’t expect it to
be useful at a time like this. He hesitated: Should I say I got it from Baphomet. What if she’s
one of her subordinates. Min Húc still remembered Ramori’s earlier promise. Of course, at that time,
she didn’t know he could take it out immediately. His eyes lit up: So, do I get the
blessing then. Ramori sighed in resignation: Fine, since I promised.
She was just about to extend her hand to bestow the blessing when Min Húc suddenly stopped
her: Wait. He pointed to the bowl of black bean paste he had just received: Not on me,
but could you infuse demonic energy into this. Ramori froze, the spell she was
casting dissipating. Min Húc pleaded: Please. Wouldn’t the black bean paste
taste richer with more demonic energy. Ramori reluctantly agreed: Fine. She thought to
herself: Using my demonic energy as a cooking ingredient. Thanks to Ramori’s blessing,
the common-grade Bizarre Black Bean Paste was created. Bizarreness level: 39 points. This
bizarre black bean paste is tastier than ordinary black bean paste, and eating it activates
Ramori’s blessing effect. Even when storing other food items, Ramori’s blessing will not
disappear and will remain effective permanently. Min Húc looked at the bizarreness level and
pondered: Even after using the demonic energy of one of the three Great Demon Kings, the score
is still this low. Could it be that not only the ingredients but also the tools and seasonings
affect the score. It’s a shame, but since it’s my first time, I guess I’ll have to accept it
without a proper method. He rolled up his sleeves: Let’s get the pot and start the fire to prepare
a delicious dish. I’ll be more careful next time. Now, let’s enjoy this delicacy first.
Soon, the black bean noodles were ready. Min Húc looked at it admiringly:
Even though it’s only common-grade, this black bean paste is amazing.
Min Húc took his first bite with his chopsticks, savoring the sweet and savory
sauce coating the noodles. The intensely rich flavor slid down his throat,
a truly authentic Chinese flavor, reminiscent of fried dumplings and sweet and sour
pork ribs. Min Húc continued to enjoy his meal: There are also onions and diced pork.
I’ll mix the remaining sauce with rice. That way, I can enjoy both noodles and rice
at the same time. This demonic energy sauce is incredible. The system notified him of his
increased stats. Consumed Bizarre Black Bean Paste. Received Ramori’s blessing. Quest
reward: Obtained the title Demonic Energy Resistant. Demonic Energy Resistant reduces
damage from demonic energy attacks by 20%. When demonic energy reaches a certain threshold,
it will cause the enemy to feel suppressed. Min Húc wiped his brow: There’s certainly a
lot of work and experimentation to be done. Anyway, for the sake of my culinary
journey, I’ll keep going. Keep going. Another notification appeared,
regarding the Hero’s Will quest, which had been created and was currently sealed.
Min Húc was curious: What’s this. What’s this sealed quest. Ramori spoke up from behind him:
It seems you’ve finally received the quest. You’ll find out about the sealed content
soon enough. She began to recount the past: Ten years ago, Verus attacked humanity.
The reason I used my power to protect them was to find someone who could oppose Verus.
He’s so powerful among the three Great Demon Kings that it took both me and humanity
to push him back. During this process, no matter how many people were sacrificed,
as long as Verus could be driven to the brink of death, leaving only the mark of Khổ
Lạc was enough. Then I could claim the position of Demon God for myself. So I had
to eliminate any suspicious individuals, waiting for a powerful human to appear.
Suddenly, the aroma of Min Húc’s cooking snapped her out of her reverie. Human,
may I try some of that. She wondered to herself: Why does human food smell so good. Min
Húc assumed that, being a Demon King, she wouldn’t eat such things, so he was quite
surprised by her question: Uh, sure. Of course. It’s made with your demonic energy, after all.
With Min Húc’s agreement, Ramori said: Thank you. Looking at the steaming bowl of freshly
made black bean paste, she remarked: The color is a bit dark. It looks like food
from the Demon Realm. She picked up a bit with her chopsticks: Why does it smell so good.
She put the food in her mouth, the unfamiliar flavor exploding across her palate,
surprising her so much that she dropped her chopsticks. Ramori suddenly knelt down:
Human, no, Min Húc. I don’t know what this is, but could I have some more. Min Húc
was stunned that the noble Ramori would kneel before him. He let out a surprised Ah.
Seeing the gleam in her eyes as she pleaded, Please, he couldn’t really refuse.
He thought, this seems a bit unfair, I should get something in return. Without much
thought, Min Húc said: Then you have to tell me some important information about the Demon Realm.
If you do, I’ll make you the best dish to go with this black bean paste, with
seafood and sweet and sour pork ribs. Just hearing the names of the dishes was
enough to make her excitedly grab his pants: Okay, it’s a deal. Let’s start right away.
As Min Húc stood there flustered, Vallen, who was standing at a distance, smiled
and said: Min Húc, you two seem close. Min Húc turned around: What are you talking
about… Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Vallen’s body begin to fade away. His
eyes widened: Vallen, your body is disappearing. Vallen calmly replied: You don’t need to worry.
Since I’ve found someone to inherit my power, it’s time for me to return to where I belong. A
book appeared in Vallen’s hand: So, take this. This skill book will transfer my power to you.
You can inherit my power directly, or combine it with your existing skills. The choice is
yours. Min Húc said: Can I choose to fuse them. Pope Vallen’s swordsmanship is amazing and
precious, but my current swordsmanship is also very important to me. Vallen said
cheerfully: That’s exactly what I was hoping for. With that, he said: Then, I’ll
see you again. and vanished into thin air. Although he didn’t know if Vallen
could still hear him, Min Húc replied: Yes, as a farewell until they met again.
The book began to take effect. When the Sword God’s swordsmanship fused with EO’s swordsmanship,
it evolved from Legendary grade to Demigod grade. The system announced: World First. For possessing
a Demigod grade skill, your name will be recorded in the Hall of Kings. Min Húc grumbled in
dissatisfaction: Ugh. This again. I clearly set it to anonymous. While he was focused on
dealing with this, a voice called out. Hey, Min Húc. It was Ramori, waiting for Min Húc to
cook. The call made Min Húc jump and turn around. Ramori continued: Shouldn’t you be
making those dishes now. Min Húc replied: I’ll get right on it, the ingredients
are all ready. Ramori replied: Thank you. Min Húc took the opportunity to politely suggest
she move: Well, I’m about to start cooking, could you go somewhere else for a bit. Ramori replied
with a hint of disappointment: Of course. Unfazed by her mood, Min Húc cheerfully said: Great.
Now, what’s next. Before he could even begin, the system issued another notification:
Additional reward for the world’s first Demigod grade skill holder at the Hall of
Kings: Entry to the Athens Korea competition. Will you participate. He said in surprise: Is
this an entry ticket to the Athens national representative qualifiers. Min Húc recalled
Genie’s previous excitement about this: Will you participate, Min Húc. What’s wrong.
I’ll switch your information to private. Suddenly realizing something: Are
these qualifiers that important, to give an additional reward to the first person
with a Demigod grade skill. You said you got an entry. Genie looked at Min Húc happily. Min
Húc replied: Yeah, I got it as a reward for the Demigod grade skill. Lock mused: Sounds amazing.
Genie beamed, giving a thumbs-up as if to say Well done, Min Húc: Awesome. So no need to prepare for
the preliminaries. If it’s you, you’ll definitely win. We can eat sooner then. At the mention of
food, Min Húc instantly transformed into a puppy: So I can directly participate in the speed-eating
competition. Genie patted his head: Yep, get your stomach ready. Hearing this, he reached
his limit: Food, here I come. Min Húc yelled. Lock, standing behind them, watched the
two and broke out in a sweat: Has he been completely tamed by food. A few days later, at
the bustling arena, Athens Korea officially began. At the various stalls, the contestants
chatted excitedly, and shoppers crowded the area. I wonder who will win this time.
Someone looked towards Min Húc and Genie. Everywhere was bustling with activity. It’s
really fun to participate in the competition in such a lively place. Min Húc remarked: There
are so many people. Genie was currently looking at the information for this year’s competition.
She thought: This year’s competition will be divided into 10 teams of two. Hearing this, Min
Húc asked her: So, can I use my entry to register us. Genie looked at him and replied: This is the
first time I’ve encountered this situation, so I’m not sure. Min Húc stared at her in disbelief,
dumbfounded, as if he’d never heard Genie speak like this before. Hearing his surprised
gasp, she continued: What. Is it not allowed. Lock pointed in the direction they were
heading and said: The match board is posted over there. Genie pulled Min Húc along: Min
Húc, let’s go take a look. Arriving there, everyone looked at the competition list: Group
one is Hye Min,. all the way to group ten, which is Kerri and an anonymous chef.
Min Húc pointed at group ten and said: There’s an anonymous chef in group ten. Because
it was too bright, Min Húc couldn’t see clearly. Genie told him: Yeah, right here. It’s all set.
Min Húc said to everyone: Let’s hurry to the waiting room then. He set his little pig, Beanie,
down and asked: Can you stay here by yourself. The pig gestured as if to reassure them not to worry.
But Min Húc still waved to Genie: Genie, can you please look after Beanie. In the end, he
still wasn’t at ease about his pig. Caught off guard by the sudden request, she turned to look at
him: What’s wrong. The Athens Mascot Competition, where the mascots would parade on the
red carpet for the audience. The center of attention was Beanie, the elegant little
pig carrying a beautiful bouquet of roses, his eyes filled with adoration. Everyone loved
him, and cheers erupted: Aww, this pig is so cute. Back to Min Húc, he held up his hands hopefully
towards Genie: I’m sending Beanie in because the prize is grilled eel. Genie, also sweating,
looked at him: Honestly, this guy. At the arena, a young man in gold shoes stared at
the announcement board. He sighed, This is bad luck even before we start. He gritted
his teeth, looking at the competition information with dissatisfaction. Kerri was annoyed.
This anonymous chef, besides being level 355, has nothing special. The average level
of the contestants is 400. This is Kerri, the legendary fisherman, you know. He scrolled
through the player profiles, thinking, The preliminaries were already stressful,
why are there only two people in a team. He clicked on Min Húc’s picture. Damn it,
he thought, If I lose, I’ll complain to the management. Suddenly, someone approached
Kerri and said, Hello, you’re Kerri, right. I’m Min Húc, your teammate. Pleased to meet you.
So the anonymous level 355 chef was Min Húc. He extended his hand to the fisherman with a
cheerful greeting. Kerri shook his hand. Ah, yes. Pleased to meet you too. He thought
this person didn’t seem so bad after all. Finally, the announcer declared, The competition
will begin in a few minutes. Monsters will appear after the start. Two commentators
explained the rules to the contestants and the audience. The one on the right said,
What you need to do is defeat the monsters, then use the dropped scrolls to make buff food.
This is a speed-eating competition, after all. The one on the left continued, That’s right,
because you have to acquire the buff and eat it correctly. The announcer
announced, Within the time limit, the team that defeats the most monsters wins.
Min Húc asked Kerri curiously, What kind of food will be on the scrolls. Kerri scratched his head,
saying he wasn’t sure either. He wondered aloud, The food theme changes every year. What will
it be this year. Maybe snacks. Hearing this, Min Húc brightened. Oh, if it’s
snacks, then… Images of delicious treats danced in his head: Sugar-coated donuts,
red bean rice cakes, fried mung bean cakes, whole roasted chicken, and something that looks
like kimbap. The more he talked, the hungrier he got. Let’s start the competition quickly.
Kerri, sweating from head to toe, stammered, Y-yes, those are indeed some… rice dishes.
Min Húc asked again, What happens if we can’t finish the food during the competition.
Kerri explained, The food buffs only work during the competition anyway, so you either
share it with the audience or throw it away. Hearing the words throw it away, Min Húc’s face
darkened. He couldn’t allow any food to be wasted. He asked again, Really. If we can’t finish it,
we just throw it away. Kerri sighed and repeated, Yes, so we have to do our best.
Listening to Min Húc talk only about food irritated Kerri, who covered his face in
frustration. The more he looked, the more ordinary this guy seemed. When Min Húc fell silent, Kerri
thought he might have some kind of strategy, but apparently not. The announcer began, Is everyone
ready. Min Húc walked forward and said to Kerri, Trust me, Kerri. I won’t let you down. Trust me,
Kerri. Kerri looked at him. Is this guy serious. The commentator began the countdown: 3, 2, 1,
Begin. Before Kerri could even react, Min Húc equipped his greatsword and charged forward.
He refused to hear the words throw away again. The commentator exclaimed, The mystery chef
suddenly dashes forward. Monsters blocked the path, several Orcs and Centaurs standing
in the way. The commentator continued, There are no buffs yet, can he hold on. Min
Húc, resolute, gathered power in his greatsword, slamming the blade into the ground, creating
a shockwave that blew away all the oncoming monsters. He truly lives up to the title
of ‘surprise attack specialist’. Amazing. the commentator exclaimed in awe. But Kerri
yelled at him, clutching a scroll for kimbap, having been so hasty he hadn’t even prepared
any scrolls himself. He told Min Húc to wait for him to get the scroll ready, but Min
Húc ignored him and the scroll completely, focused solely on obliterating the monsters.
The commentator exclaimed, This mystery chef is incredible. He’s completely ignoring the scrolls
and just focusing on taking down those monsters. He’s wielding his swordsmanship with perfect
precision, eliminating every single one. How is he doing this without any buffs. Unbelievable.
Even the competition organizers are stunned, let alone the audience. Scrolls continued
to drop from the defeated monsters, but Min Húc paid them no mind. Whether Kerri
picked them up or not was his own business; Min Húc’s only goal was to annihilate every
monster in sight. The organizers couldn’t believe their eyes. It was true; Min Húc was
overwhelmingly powerful, even without a single buff. Scrolls rained down, yet neither
of them used a single one. After a while, the commentator signaled the end of the round. Min
Húc, finally showing signs of fatigue, breathed heavily after defeating hundreds of monsters.
The organizers announced, With the outstanding performance of the mystery chef, the
winner of this competition is… As they drew out the announcement, everyone
already knew the outcome: Team 10. Kerri, having witnessed the entire spectacle, was
speechless. A single person, without buffs, defeating hundreds of monsters single-handedly…
it was beyond comprehension. How is that even possible. The scrolls are tear-proof.
Who is this guy. he muttered to himself. Min Húc wiped his face and turned around.
In the stands, Khan and Genie were watching him intently. Khan said worriedly, He
looks completely exhausted. Genie just chuckled. Haha, seems like it. The organizers
announced, The winner of each match, the MVP, will have the opportunity to participate in
the World Athens competition. Min Húc’s face lit up at the news. The organizers continued,
Contestant ‘Mystery Chef’ and contestant Kerri, please come forward. We’d like to hear a few words
from each of you. Kerri flinched. He’d initially had a bad impression of Min Húc, so being
asked to speak now was awkward. He felt uneasy, but he approached Min Húc nonetheless.
Min Húc spoke cheerfully, You worked hard, glancing at the kimbap scroll in Kerri’s
hand. Kerri gave a nervous laugh. Ah, no, I didn’t really do anything. Min Húc
continued, Could you give me all the scrolls. Reporters and photographers were buzzing amongst
themselves. Go on, one said to a photographer, Go see what they’re talking about. The
photographer replied, Alright. Suddenly, a hesitant voice could be heard from the stands.
Genie noticed. Oh, it’s Mike. Turning back to Min Húc, he held out his hand, eyes
shining. Could you give me the scrolls. Khan and Genie were both dumbfounded. He was
carefree, yet powerful and decisive. What would he do with all those scrolls. What challenges
awaited him at the World Athens competition. Lock, dejected, thought to himself, What kind
of MVP am I. Someone’s cheering for me, so everyone must hate me. He berated himself.
I’m so sorry to everyone who believed in and supported me. I’m truly sorry. Lost in his
dark thoughts, he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. Min Húc’s voice rang out. The best gamer
in our country, what’s wrong. He smiled brightly, extending a hand to Lock. Get up, my friend.
Meanwhile, at the Athens Korea competition, the fight for the Korean representative spot
was underway. This was the World Tree battle, a hunt for the rodents gnawing at the roots
of the World Tree within a giant anthill, all to collect the World Tree’s life force. Whoever
collected the most life force would be the victor. However, seeing this, Lock trembled:
This competition gathers the top players in the country. Can I really win MVP. Although
intelligence is advantageous, it’s still worrying, especially with rumors of the national kendo
representative participating. Lock continued to sigh with self-doubt: How can I possibly
beat those athletes. Even if it weren’t them, there are countless top 10 ranked players.
He slumped, dejected like overcooked noodles, his whole body listless, his steps heavy.
He thought wistfully: If only Min Húc were here, then I could get through this. Lock
sat in front of his computer screen, lost in thought. As a child who loved esports, he
had won numerous awards from a young age. Although he had stopped playing competitively due to poor
health, compared to someone like him who had only ever known eating and gaming since childhood…
He suddenly recalled the time Min Húc had asked about his stats in surprise and
expressed his admiration: Just as rumored, you’re truly amazing at games. It’s the first time
I’ve seen a gamer as skilled as you. Please teach me. In Min Húc’s heart, he truly admired Lock as
the best gamer in Korea. This memory restored some of Lock’s confidence. That’s right, in the end,
virtual reality games are still just games. How could the strongest gamer in Korea be afraid.
While waving his hand in self-encouragement, Lock accidentally bumped into someone’s shoulder.
He quickly apologized. The other person gently said it was alright. But Lock was
surprised to discover that the person was Karl, the gold medalist fencer.
He immediately felt a surge of resentment. Of all people, to run into him here. Did this
mean he had to compete against this guy. Karl greeted him amicably: Yes, it’s me. You’re
Lock, right. Lock was surprised: You know me. Karl frankly recounted a past event: Yes,
five years ago, you participated in the National High School Fencing Tournament.
Lock only vaguely remembered, not recalling it clearly. The National High School Fencing
Tournament. Maybe. My friend was good at sports, participated in many competitions, and won many
awards. The memories are hazy… but how do you remember so clearly. Karl chuckled softly, but
his voice suddenly turned somber: Haha, it’s just something I can’t forget. He began to elaborate:
There was a chubby girl and another person, three people in total. In the stands, cheering
for some kid. In the end, that kid got lucky and beat me when I wasn’t in top form, even insulting
my pride. Karl scoffed, filled with resentment: That day, I felt like a beggar,
how could I ever forget. But he quickly masked his gloom, his usual composure
returning: Haha, but I guess luck is on my side. I’ve been sharpening my sword for revenge,
but since then, that person never participated in any competitions again. He seemed to
vanish without a trace. It drove me crazy. Lock gritted his teeth after hearing this. But
now, to meet again here. From now on, just getting revenge on Kang Min Húc is enough. Lock said:
Are you done yet. Karl calmly replied: Not yet, I still have something to say to you. I understand
that kid, so to some extent, I understand you too. An ugly person who only knows how
to play games and nothing else. A topic about that outcast. Don’t let that
happen. Just as the tension thickened, a reporter approached from afar, breaking
the spell: So you’re here. Are Lock and Karl participating in the World Tree confrontation.
Would you two be willing to do an interview. Karl readily agreed. But Lock
refused, causing both the reporter and Karl to look at him quizzically.
Although Lock desperately wanted to say that the smell of that guy’s cologne made him
nauseous, he had to find a more polite excuse: I have to go prepare for the competition.
A game announcement appeared: Insane Priest Lock has completed preparations. The
World Tree confrontation begins now. Players will exterminate the white termites
and then inject life force into the roots of the World Tree. Lock recalled Karl’s words, his
face darkening. Regarding the topic of an ugly, isolated gamer, he thought angrily: So what if
you know I used to be an isolated gamer who only knew how to play games. Maybe I was ridiculed
in the past for only knowing how to play games, but now I have friends to play games
with, and friends who cherish me. Lock regained his composure and became stronger.
Perhaps it was because of that past that this body endured so much pain. Lock continuously
swung his axe, cutting down the white termites. Such a powerful display caused a stir
amongst the audience in the hall: What’s going on. Player Lock, Player Lock is
showing a completely different side than before, he’s hunting and advancing simultaneously.
The commentator continuously praised him: Seeing the potential of the players is
truly an important part of the tournament. At this rate, Player Lock will win
MVP. In the shadows, Karl, of course, couldn’t let things proceed this way.
Back in the arena, another group of players suddenly advanced towards
Lock. The leader sneered: Hey, Lock. You’re good at gaming, but going on like
this, not caring if others are happy or not. Disrespecting Karl and still wanting to win
the championship. Karl has worked very hard. Lock felt confused. What were these people talking
about. Were they referring to him saying that the other guy’s cologne made him want to vomit.
The person began to draw his weapon, declaring war on Lock: Anyway, we don’t intend to win against
Karl. But we will stop you from winning. Three people simultaneously surrounded and attacked
Lock. In the audience chat, suspicions arose that Lock had offended Karl. The crowd buzzed with
discussion: The rule against using prohibited substances during the competition, has it
been abolished. Player Lock is in danger. In the stands, Genie was also very worried.
The skills obtained from two transformations consumed a lot of energy and needed to be
carefully managed. With this happening now, it would be very difficult to win. Lock
resisted fiercely: What a joke, insulting someone. Why are these rumors suddenly spreading.
Genie grew increasingly tense: He worked so hard to win MVP, what should we do now. Unfortunately,
Lock was knocked down. Now just stay here and watch Karl’s victory. Hopefully, you
won’t become dinner for the termites. Min Húc rushed to Lock’s side and
helped him up. Lock was incredibly moved: Min Húc, how did you get in here.
Min Húc patted Lock’s shoulder amicably and said: I used an anonymous name to enter the Hall of
Kings before. He added with a smile: It seems thanks to that title, I can participate mid-match.
Lock looked at Min Húc, tears welling up in his eyes with emotion: You did this for me.
Min Húc continued to encourage his friend: If you win, you’ll get the World Tree.
You have to participate anyway, right. He described the beautiful scene after victory,
filled with the aroma of delicious food: I can’t even imagine how delicious charcoal-grilled eel
from the 3000-year-old World Tree would be. Just thinking about it made Min Húc’s mouth water
at the thought of the golden-brown grilled eel, as if he could already taste the
flavor imparted by the charcoal fire. Lock, surprised, thought to himself:
I thought he was doing this for me. Min Húc continued his promise: I’ll help
you. I’ll block anyone who gets in your way, so you just focus on injecting the life force.
Lock was incredibly grateful: I’ll definitely win MVP and bring the World Tree back for you.
When Karl saw Min Húc’s sudden appearance, he scoffed: How unexpected, and how laughable.
How can a producer who’s been to the Hall of Kings twice interfere in the middle of the
competition. Seeing Karl, Min Húc suddenly remembered: It’s you. You’re that player.
It’s been five years. It’s. nice to see you again. Are we on good enough terms for a happy reunion,
though. Karl, uncomfortable, stiffened as he recalled the past: You only won back then because
you were lucky. That’s the reason I was ridiculed. Min Húc also felt a pang of regret: I thought it
was strange at the time, too, but what’s done is done. Karl pressed on: Isn’t it the same for
you. Weren’t you just lucky to get to the Hall of Kings. At that moment, a game announcement
appeared: Blessing of the World Tree. For 20 minutes, all players’ stats will be equalized.
Karl drew his sword, preparing for battle: It doesn’t matter now anyway. This time, I’ll
crush you and take back that spot. Each swing of his sword carried the weight of his past regrets.
Min Húc was not to be outdone. He parried each of Karl’s blows, even seeming to gain the upper
hand. A wave of murmurs rippled through the hall: Whoa, the former Hall of Kings player
is going head-to-head with the national representative. There’s no sense of him being
overwhelmed at all. Unbelievable. That’s right, before his eating disorder,
Min Húc always trained diligently. He used to dream of becoming the national kendo
representative. He’s always battled against his illness, and it’s the same now. Even in a
therapeutic game, he still has to wield a sword. Even though Min Húc couldn’t become the
national kendo representative, if he wins here… Fueled by his determination, Min Húc unleashed his
ultimate move. Karl was stunned: Impossible. How could I lose to him again. No way. At that very
moment, the Blessing of the World Tree ended. Karl’s face darkened: I told you to stop mocking
me. He swung his sword in a fury. Arrogance flared in his voice: Now is the time for my victory.
Min Húc couldn’t avoid the eight legendary greatsword skills. The impact wounded
him, his HP dropping below 60%. HP dropping below 40%. The warnings
flashed repeatedly: Damn it. Because it was a competition, Min Húc couldn’t use
buffs, and he was trapped in the skill. If only he could interrupt these eight
greatswords… He raised his sword. On the other side, Karl, still
reveling in his imminent victory, was suddenly shocked as his eight greatswords
snapped in half, and Min Húc’s sword came slashing down. Karl couldn’t believe his eyes.
Min Húc had used the Immortal Armor to accumulate HP and MP. Even if he couldn’t break the eight
greatswords, he could still emerge unscathed. Karl was speechless: Why does this guy always
get in my way. Min Húc suddenly darted forward, unleashing the Severing Sword technique,
leaving Karl terrified. After shattering the eight legendary swords, he
used a skill without cooldown, it was indeed the Severing Sword. The
audience roared with excitement. The final moment had arrived. The announcer’s voice
boomed through the speakers: The match is over. The World MVP award. The MVP in the battle
for the World Tree goes to Insane Priest. Player Lock has earned this title. Lock raised
the trophy in victory, basking in the cheers of the crowd, and receiving his attribute boost.
The audience buzzed with excitement over the results. While many celebrated his win,
not everyone shared the sentiment. Hidden within the crowd, a jealous competitor gritted his
teeth: Impossible, how could I lose to him. Karl, consumed by bitterness, stormed into Lock’s
waiting room, his body trembling with rage: You’re all mocking me, aren’t you.
Gloating over your victory. How dare a loner like you. Lock calmly walked towards
Karl, whose real name was Lee Deaul, saying as he approached: Whether you talk about being a
loner or not, it doesn’t matter to me anymore. But as he reached Karl, Lock whispered in his
ear: You should pay attention to what other people think. Take some time to reflect on
your actions. Karl turned around in surprise, realizing that at some point, dozens, hundreds of
camera lenses had focused on him, flashes blinking incessantly. News of the disturbance in the
waiting room spread like wildfire: National Kendo Representative Karl Lee Deaul sparks controversy
with his behavior. Accusations of slander against player Lock. Even bringing up Lock’s painful past.
Public opinion of Lock shifted. Lee Deaul vanished after facing a barrage of criticism online.
The charcoal glowed red hot. Min Húc inhaled deeply, savoring the aroma: The
smell of charcoal is amazing. He excitedly announced to Beanie: The coals are
ready, we can start grilling now. Beanie, this is a nutritious meal thanks to you, so eat a lot.
Beanie stared at the fragrant food, drooling. Min Húc used scissors to cut the eel into
bite-sized pieces: Alright, let’s dig in. He picked up a piece of grilled eel
with his chopsticks and said: Savor this carefully. Then popped it into his mouth.
The exquisite flavor sent them to culinary heaven. Both sides of the eel were grilled to a golden
brown. One bite revealed its tender texture, the savory-sweet sauce oozing out with each
chew, the lingering flavor dancing on the palate, a truly divine taste. That’s why the first
bite should be enjoyed pure, without any added condiments, to fully appreciate the original
flavor. That way, the pristine taste can be etched into memory. Only after that should it be paired
with perilla leaves, soy sauce, and sliced ginger. Even when eating the seasoned grilled eel, amidst
the various flavors, the inherent natural taste of the World Tree charcoal-grilled eel could still
be discerned, adding to its richness and moisture. Min Húc sensed something amiss. Looking up, he saw
Beanie already grilling another piece of eel. He called out: Hey Beanie, you’ve already finished
your portion, are you trying to sneak the tail end of mine. Beanie pretended not to hear.
He quickly snatched the grilling piece and devoured it, saying: I don’t know about the
rest, but the tail is off-limits. Beanie, having lost the eel, finally reacted and
looked at him. Min Húc’s eyes widened with each chew: Oh, I can already taste it.
He swallowed, then gently chided Beanie, You’re even trying to steal my share. As
they joked, a notification window popped up: Using World Tree charcoal and 3000-year-old eel
has added unique deliciousness to the grilled eel dish. Total score: 68 points. The Greatness of
the God of Cookery lies in uniqueness. Based on your uniqueness score, receive stat rewards and
additional bonuses. Strength increased by 121, Stamina increased by 113, Management increased
by 200 points. You can store 21% of Strength, 20% of Agility, and 40% of Fusion Ability. World
Tree Skill Grace can be stored. Min Húc stared in disbelief. Could the Greatness of the God
of Cookery truly lie within this grilled eel. After reading the message, he rubbed his chin
thoughtfully. According to the initial system, cooking would negate the ability to gain
additional stats, but I can maintain stats through the Greatness of the God of Cookery.
Could this be applied to unique dishes. The storage function seems to be a replacement.
Releasing the ability gained from the unique black bean noodles… It seems I can already
use the special ability of the grilled eel. A system notification appeared: Quest
complete. Special item crafted. Received Korak’s special skill. Korak’s Ingredient
Maker. Can grind minerals into seasonings. Min Húc read this, a surge of excitement coursing
through him. A thought sparked in his mind. Could I use antarinium as a cooking ingredient with this
skill. Antarinium powder could be used like chili powder, but much tastier. Lost in thought,
he fed the mineral into the machine. Now, I won’t have to struggle anymore. The
machine whirred for a moment, then stopped. Grinding complete. Special seasoning quest
complete. He retrieved a slightly purplish chili powder from the machine. Its unique
color resembled that of the mineral. Korak’s Anti-Counterfeit Reward. You have received Korak’s
Whisk along with the Cancellation skill. An information panel appeared. Item: Korak’s Whisk.
Passive Skill: Automatic Whisking. Active Skill: Cancel Special Ability. Increases Magic Defense
by 50% when equipped. Active Cancellation Skill: Decreases five basic stats by one
unit. Neutralizes all skills and magic within a 5-meter radius around the user.
He was utterly astonished. A whisk that can actually whisk automatically. Truly worthy
of Master Korak of the Culinary District. I’ll put it to good use. As he spoke, he picked up
the newly acquired item and kissed it. I must learn Master Korak’s passion for cooking. Let’s
fully enjoy the nourishment of this opportunity. Since summer is approaching in the real world,
I should probably eat the most nourishing food for the summer season. There’s finally a type of
elixir I want to find in Athens. On the frigid Paris Mountain Range, a figure wearing a hat
concealing their orange hair stood alone. They say that no matter where you go here, magic power
is increased by 1.5 times. So, the elixir is right here. A system quest appeared: Reach the highest
peak of the Paris Mountain Range. I’ve spent two months trying to find it. No matter what, I
have to obtain it. Familiar footsteps echoed. It was Min Húc, arriving in this frigid land
with a cheerful demeanor. Looking around, he remarked, This is Vias Village. Right next
to the Berest Mountain Range. This is my first time in Athens. This place seems like a gathering
point for players from all over the world. A cold wind swept past, carrying a sense of emptiness.
Min Húc thought to himself, But there’s no one here. It’s hard to learn more about this village.
Maybe it’s because I can only stay for a week. I’m grateful to Abel for helping me take a shortcut.
But this feels more like an exchange, since Abel also received money in return. He pulled out
Abel’s list. There were four tasks on it. He had already completed two: Go to the desolate cave and
meet Verron. Help Verron obtain the Seed of God. Now, he needed to complete the task of meeting
the pharmacist to gather information and the task concerning the thousand-year-old ginseng.
Just as Min Húc finished reading, he looked up and saw an old man with a long white beard.
He called out to the old man and asked, Sir, do you know anything about the thousand-year-old
ginseng. He then gave the old man a bright smile. After the conversation ended, Min
Húc arrived at the foot of the mountain. A red arrow appeared, pointing the way.
Hmm, so it’s telling me to go to the peak of Berest Mountain. Ever since I started
following this important guidance skill, things haven’t been too difficult. He suddenly
recalled his conversation with the old man. The old man had recounted tearfully, After 25 years
of searching for the thousand-year-old ginseng, my friend disappeared. Should I give up. It
seems too dangerous. Min Húc looked at the mountain and thought, Sir, the place where the
thousand-year-old ginseng grows is experiencing a blizzard. Contrary to the old man’s warning about
facing many difficulties, it would be terrible if I could simply use my skill to find it.
But, well, at least I got some information about the ten-thousand-year-old potato, which is
good. Even that long story was valuable. The old man’s gaze at that time had been sincere as he
explained to him. That was why he should give up searching for ginseng and try this instead. Going
back to the past, five ancient sentinels defeated a tyrannical king thanks to the brainwashing of
the demon king Verus. They sealed him inside a statue and divided it into many pieces.
At that time, these sentinels were the king’s knights. For the king’s honor, they
dedicated their lives to caring for that ten-thousand-year-old potato. Before dying,
they sealed their favorite dish. That dish received the power of the statue, comparable to
the thousand-year-old ginseng. In the event of unforeseen circumstances, sometimes the fragments
would receive the king’s energy and awaken. It was said that players came to the village to conquer
those fragments. But the chances of success were extremely slim. A new quest appeared on the
system: SS-rank Ancient Lord Hunting Quest. The penalty for failure was being banned from Vias
Village. The quest reward was the lord’s treasure. I thought I would get a potato, but I
can’t refuse ginseng chicken stew. And so, the new quest was declined. Min Húc excitedly ran
straight in the direction of the arrow. Suddenly, the arrow changed direction continuously,
shifting 600 meters to the left. He found it puzzling. Why did the location
suddenly change. The guidance skill can’t be wrong. He suddenly understood. No wonder the
herbalist couldn’t find it for 20 years. Is it because the location of the thousand-year-old
ginseng keeps changing. It’s a good thing I have the guidance skill. I have to get
there before it changes location again. Thinking that, he increased his speed and
ran straight towards the arrow, 50 meters. Min Húc was extremely surprised to see a
flower petal amidst the snow. How can this kind of plant be here. He dug beneath the
petal and, as expected, found the ginseng. Min Húc exclaimed joyfully, Found it, my treasure.
The system displayed: You have completed the quest and received the thousand-year-old ginseng.
Time to warm up. He found a nearby cave and went inside, starting a fire to prepare a
meal. A while later, the dish was finished. Min Húc opened the lid of the pot. Inside was a
fragrant pot of ginseng chicken stew. He broke off a chicken leg. Wow, it looks delicious. It’s
so hot, I have to blow on it to cool it down. He blew on it a few times and then took
a bite. The chicken melted in his mouth. It made him forget that it was the middle
of summer. I’m so hungry. My stomach feels warm. He took a spoonful of the soup.
If I sprinkle a little salt and eat it with kimchi, it would be perfect. I’m
getting a bit carried away. Min Húc took a spoon from his bag. He looked at the
pot of chicken stew with determined eyes. Eating ginseng chicken stew with kimchi
or pepper. The taste will be richer. The last dish should be Korean style. Eaten
with rice and soup for a light meal. Finally, if you eat the whole ginseng root…
It’s both nutritious and has a natural flavor. While enjoying the delicious
soup, someone suddenly entered the cave. The orange-haired young man asked, trembling,
Is… is that… thousand-year-old ginseng. He looked at Min Húc, who was chewing on the
ginseng, with an incredulous expression. Min Húc replied, I think so. The
other person asked in a panic, That thousand-year-old ginseng…
You… you used it to make ginseng chicken stew. What kind of monster are you.
He was furious to see the precious ginseng he had painstakingly searched for being used
as an ingredient for an ordinary meal. Min Húc calmly replied, That’s exactly right.
The other man clenched his fists, staggered, and collapsed onto the ground. He began to sob
pathetically, saying, I’ve been searching for it for so long… Just gathering information about
the thousand-year-old ginseng… took up so much of my time. I thought that if I could just find
its location, I could get it… So I risked my life to come here… and this madman… used it
as an ingredient for ginseng chicken stew. Seeing his meal interrupted,
Min Húc asked sternly, And what are you doing here. The man
was startled and froze when asked this. I made a mistake by not attacking him
right when I saw him. Having thought this, he wiped his tears and said,
First of all, I apologize. Actually, I’ve been searching for the
thousand-year-old ginseng for a very long time. As a wizard… I want to be the first person
listed in the Korean King’s Hall of Fame. I didn’t even care about the Korean War in Athens, I just
focused on finding this ginseng. He said, then started crying again. He sobbed, Someone used the
thousand-year-old ginseng… to make chicken stew… right in front of me… I can’t take it anymore. Min
Húc felt awkward at this scene. He reached out a hand as if to stop him, then turned to Beanie
and said, I don’t think he’s a bad person. He lost what I ate… It’ll probably be okay. Calming
down, the man continued, I’m sorry for trying to attack you, uh… you’re a chef, right.
Min Húc answered honestly, Yes. The man stood up and said, Then, as an apology… I’ll
help you, and give you this Magic Snack Box. He said as he took out a box shaped like
a treasure chest. It glittered with a very eye-catching gold light. Min Húc and Beanie were
extremely surprised to see this beautiful item. The Magic Snack Box. The orange-haired young
man reached into the box and rummaged around. He muttered an incantation, Someday… bread
will suddenly appear in the world… Let’s see what today’s bread is… It’s Zagwachi, a
squid snack. Min Húc stared at the snack bag, his face full of astonishment. No way… this is an
evolutionary item… His eyes lit up like two lamps. He opened the snack bag and took the first bite.
The adorable octopus shape. The rich flavor and crispy texture.
And finally, the seasoning powder sticking to his fingers, that’s it. Min Húc licked
his fingers clean. Having finished the snacks, without leaving a single crumb, the other
person, watching him enjoy the ordinary snack, asked awkwardly, Was it really that good.
Min Húc replied without hesitation, Yeah, it was amazing. I really want to repay you for
giving me this precious thing. Are you planning to participate in the King’s Corridor challenge. The
other person, as if he had been waiting for this question for a long time, immediately replied,
Of course. You’re right, what I know is about finding the ancient king of Vias Village.
Min Húc asked excitedly, Can I help you. Ali was surprised, unable to believe it.
Min Húc pointed at himself and continued, My cooking skills are pretty good, you know.
In the Chinese Athens Server, there was a rather arrogant, famous guild called
Black Ginseng. This guild was huge, with a large number of members,
including many high-level players. Black Ginseng became a very domineering
guild. In Black Ginseng’s territory, a blond man with an arrogant look sat on a
throne. One of his subordinates came to report, That king will awaken today. He replied with
a cold laugh, Finally, the day has come. The blond man’s name was Vedu, the guild leader of
Black Ginseng. Soon, high-level players from all over the world would participate in that
raid, searching for the ancient king, guided only by that statue. The greatest power in the
world needed to be gathered, just to conquer it. If two or three fragments explode,
will it be enough to awaken that king. Faced with that enormous
energy, all players will die. The more he thought, the more
sinister his smile became. It seemed he was plotting something. Vedu yelled,
and all his subordinates immediately gathered, kneeling beneath the throne.
They replied in unison, Yes, let’s go awaken that king. Inside the cave
where Min Húc and his new friend were staying, Ali caught a cold from the chill of
the snowy mountain. He sat on a chair, waiting for Min Húc to cook. It was so cold
that even his nose hurt. On such a day, Min Húc cheerfully began to cook. First,
he kneaded the dough into a lump, then cut it into strands,
and finally used vegetables and seafood to make the broth. A moment later, a steaming
bowl of noodles was placed in front of Ali. He looked at the bowl of noodles with a bewildered
expression, captivated by the enticing aroma. This is clam noodle soup. The orange-haired
man slurped up the noodles with his chopsticks, saying between bites, Thanks for
the meal. He ate with great relish. The chewy noodles soaked in the rich
broth, combined with the crunchy vegetables and fragrant clams, created a perfect
combination. Finally, when he drank the broth, it felt like being in heaven.
As soon as Ali finished eating, a system notification window suddenly
appeared: Wisdom increased by 25%, Intellect increased by 20%, duration 20
days. Heat reduction skill decreased by 20%. He was bewildered, unsure of what had
happened. After looking around, he exclaimed, What. What’s going on. Min Húc crossed his arms,
calmly observing his reaction, and then said, Is this enough for you to enter the King’s Corridor.
Ali, excited like a child, answered his question, Of course it’s enough. I feel full of power.
Hearing these words, Kang Min Húc smiled with great satisfaction. Ali looked at the new
friend in front of him, thinking to himself, I’ve tasted food made by the Twilight company’s
chef, but it’s nothing compared to this. The food he makes is too delicious. Having thought
this, he said, Min Húc, can I see your left hand. That sly expression frightened Min Húc.
As quick as lightning, Ali grabbed his hand and imprinted a cute steamed bun mark on it. He
continued, This is a sign that we are teammates. The orange-haired young man asked him, Do you
know when a person will die. Min Húc guessed, Is it when they’re attacked with magic in the
heart. Or when they’re cursed or bewitched. Neither. Ali, gripping Min Húc’s left hand, marked
with the steamed bun imprint, declared excitedly, It’s when you’re forgotten by your teammates.
This is a reminder for us not to forget each other. If you join me, I’ll buy you food.
Appealing directly to his motivations, Min Húc, filled with enthusiasm,
immediately agreed to team up with Ali. Three statues, seals of the ancient king,
detonated. The ground and the cave shook violently, as if in the throes of an
earthquake. Standing within the cave, the two were consumed by worry and confusion.
What’s happening. The king’s power is growing. The warriors of the ancient king have awakened
and become stronger. Min Húc was filled with panic. The ancient king is stronger now. At that
moment, players were transported to a watchtower at the edge of the mountain range.
Suddenly, a notification appeared: The power of the three watchtower residents
plus two bonus rewards. The orange-haired Ali exclaimed in surprise, What.
Has the raid started. It’s harder than before. But how can we overcome something
this powerful together. The surrounding people began to chatter amongst themselves. Someone
said, If we die just for a bonus reward, it’s a waste of equipment. Better to give up.
Another person, spotting someone, said, That’s Kaintaro Musashi, Japan’s second-ranked
player. He’s experienced in raiding the Ancient King. If anyone can defeat it, it’s definitely
him. Kaintaro Musashi suddenly spoke up, It might be difficult for everyone
to defeat a stronger Ancient King, but if we work together, there’s a chance.
That’s why we need effective five-person teams to distribute the rewards evenly.
At this point, everyone frantically searched for teams. I’m looking for people to join my team. We
have a level 420 archer, a warrior who’s reached the legendary level. This is the strongest
combination with our team’s priest. However, the person who proposed this idea stood still,
knowing that strong teams would seek him out. A shy girl approached Kaintaro Musashi and said,
Kaintaro, would you like to join our team. He turned and, seeing the other two’s levels were
430 and 450, nodded in agreement. He thought, This is good, now we just need a wizard. Kaintaro
pulled a watch from his pocket; it was a level gauge, capable of accurately determining each
player’s level. Ali’s level appeared before him, and he thought, This kid will do.
He approached Ali and said, Wizard, would you like to join our team. We already have
an archer and a healer. Ali replied, Ah, okay, I see. He thought, Even though
the rumors aren’t great, if we cooperate, our chances of entering the
King’s Corridor will be higher. He hadn’t forgotten Min Húc, still by his side,
and asked, Would you mind if my friend joined too. He’s a good guy. Seeing Min Húc’s
level appear, Kaintaro’s expression changed, and he began to look down on him.
What. Only 350. Unless it’s a game bug, how can a player of this level be here.
Although he already knew, he still asked, Excuse me, what is your level. Min
Húc swallowed his food and said, 355. Ali suddenly thought, Min Húc’s buffing
ability doesn’t seem to be reflected in his level. Kaintaro said arrogantly, I don’t know
how you got into this town, but it will be very difficult for you to come with us.
You need to aim for the top ranks. He then asked Ali, Wizard,
what’s your decision. Ali, seeing Kaintaro’s disdain for Min Húc’s low level, felt a surge of
irritation. It’s fine, he refused. we’ll act on our own. I’ll team up with him. We’re teammates.
He then showed off the mark on his hand. Kaintaro turned and walked away, offering only
a curt, Alright, good luck. Secretly, he was pleased. In just a little while,
the Ancient King would be summoned, and that would be a good thing.
That guy would be a major liability for their team, and this time, Kaintaro was certain he would
claim the reward. Hours later, the ancient statues had merged. The Ancient King raid had begun. The
king’s voice echoed, a plea for release: Kill me, I am tormented by an evil spirit. Save me.
Even as he spoke, he seemed to be controlled, launching into an attack, still muttering, Let
me die. With a single strike, the first team was decimated. The eighth and sixth teams fell just
as swiftly, the light of the watchtower dimming precariously. A red-haired player in one of the
teams collapsed completely. This is bad. Healer, heal. Everyone in our team is dead. Another player
responded, What healer. The healer and the wizard are both dead. The red-haired player desperately
shook his teammate. Are you glitching. Get up. I’m the only one left alive in the whole team.
Fear now gripped Kaintaro. His face, pale as death, reflected the absurdity of the
situation. The king’s power had obliterated nearly all the players in the blink of an eye,
leaving only twenty survivors. At our level, we can’t attack yet, he thought.
Even current top-ranked players need six months of preparation. The surviving members
of other teams continued their futile attacks. The demonic presence within the Ancient King
cursed, Fools. Then, struggling against its control, the king’s voice briefly returned. I…
I am sorry for their deaths. Lost in thought, Kaintaro was suddenly assaulted by the Ancient
King. He snapped back to reality, astonished to find himself neither injured nor dead.
Ali stood before him, a shimmering defensive spell radiating from his outstretched hands. Having
absorbed the blow, Ali turned back to Kaintaro. Are you alright. he asked. Stunned, Kaintaro could
only manage a whispered, Yes. He stared at Ali, recognizing the world’s top wizard. This magic
was nothing like that of the eighth-ranked wizard. Ali was wielding a layered shield, an intricate
and powerful defense. Standing nearby, Min Húc suddenly received an unexpected
quest: The Ancient King’s Wish. The reward: the Ancient King’s Garlic Fried Chicken recipe.
His eyes lighting up at the enticing reward, Min Húc darted out from behind Ali’s
protective shield, running towards the boss. Everyone watched in stunned silence. Ali, however,
remained calm. He’ll be fine, he reassured them. He’s much stronger than he appears.
He wouldn’t do something foolish. Min Húc leaped into the air,
his sword drawn. He unleashed his ultimate move, Severing Sword, upon the Ancient King.
Kaintaro, who had previously scoffed at Min Húc’s level, watched in utter disbelief as
the young man felled the powerful boss with a single strike. Min Húc, for his part, simply
thought that by defeating the Ancient King, he would obtain the ingredients for fish sauce
fried chicken. He was determined to get it. Min Húc dominated the fight, his sword a blur of
relentless attacks against the boss. Kaintaro, still shielded, watched in astonishment. It
looks so…easy, he murmured. Even a Ranker couldn’t humiliate another player like this. Is
he really only level 355. Battered and bruised, the Ancient King unleashed a desperate attack,
roaring, You wretch. Die. From a distance, Ali called out, Min Húc, be careful.
Everyone braced for Min Húc to be hit, but Beanie suddenly appeared, intercepting the
boss’s attack with a well-aimed shovel strike. Ali wasn’t idle either. He conjured a
barrier around everyone, including the boss, and announced, Everyone, attack.
I’ll maintain the barrier. Follow Min Húc’s lead. The Ancient
King prepared his ultimate attack, his voice booming, This world lies
within my grasp. I am the one who makes it tremble. I am the renowned
king, wielding boundless power. Kaintaro felt a chill run down his spine. The
King inhaled the surrounding energy, declaring, How can I possibly lose to the likes of you.
As the attack unleashed, the system announced the King’s decree: All magic skills
will be disabled for five minutes. Stripped of their power, the players were flung
back. Kaintaro, his sword trembling in his grip, thought, He’s sealed everyone’s
magic. Seeing their disadvantage, the King declared, This is your end.
He launched a wide-range attack, felling several more players. Hidden behind
a boulder, the blond-haired man smirked, gleefully thinking, Everything is going according
to plan. If those three who got in our way die, we’ll take the creation artifact and
leave. Suddenly, Min Húc’s voice cut through his thoughts, Altitude doesn’t
mean a thing. Is this really the end. Min Húc’s words seemed to enrage the King, who
roared in fury, You damned cur. Ali, seeing Min Húc, exclaimed in relief, Min Húc. You’re safe.
Holding a whisk and a stainless-steel bowl, Min Húc declared, I’ll take care of this
now. He began whisking something in the bowl, a golden light emanating from it. Everyone
stared, dumbfounded. Thinking it a trick, the King snarled, Don’t underestimate me.
Min Húc chuckled, the light intensifying, spreading throughout the area.
As a king of darkness, he was significantly affected. Simultaneously, the
magic skills of all players within a 5-meter radius were restored. Min Húc shouted, Ali,
this is your chance. Attack quickly. Receiving Min Húc’s signal, Ali immediately began casting.
A volley of light arrows rained down from the sky towards the King. Boom boom boom
Weakened by the assault, the King gasped, I. I cannot fall yet. Just as he seemed on the verge
of defeat, the King showed signs of reviving, dark tendrils of energy swirling around him.
Everyone followed the dark energy to its source, discovering the blond-haired man hiding behind
a nearby boulder. Their faces hardened as they glared at him. You, one of them growled, You’re
behind this. The blond man feigned innocence. Whoa, I don’t know anything about that, he
stammered, I have no idea what that is. Kaintaro, drawing his sword, stepped forward. You’ll
pay for what you’ve done, he threatened. No, listen to me. the blond man shrieked. But his
pleas were cut short. Destroying him meant the King’s defeat as well. The watchtower erupted
in a brilliant light. They had fought together, united. The system announcement rang
out: First Place: Min Húc, 51,415 points, Second Place: Ali, 49,541 points. Your
contributions in the Ancient King raid have reached an unprecedented level. Your names
will be inscribed in the King’s Corridor. The reputation of Korea’s Hidden King echoes
throughout the world. The reputation of the Black Mage Ali echoes throughout the world.
Realization dawned on Kaintaro. Hidden King. Could it be. the one from the Korean Athens
server. Min Húc, oblivious to the accolades, cheerfully chatted with Beanie. I want to add
some more chicken stew ingredients, he mused. Ali called out to Min Húc, Thank you
so much. If it weren’t for your help, I don’t know what would have happened. Min Húc
shook his hand in return. No, your skills were amazing too, Ali. Ali beamed. Anytime you need me,
Min Húc, I’m there. Min Húc smiled. Definitely. Elsewhere, Vedu logged in, revealing himself
as the blond-haired saboteur. He’d expected to return to the battlefield and claim
the Top Ranker’s creation artifact, but to his dismay, there was nothing
left. The item had been discarded. Meanwhile, Min Húc excitedly picked up a chest,
curiosity bubbling in his voice. Alright, I’ve got some rewards here. Let’s see what they are.
Ali chimed in, A 2000-year-old ginseng appeared. I also want some chicken. Then, the
system announced a special ability. Learning the ability to craft creation
artifacts in any shape the player desired left Min Húc utterly disappointed. It wasn’t
edible, after all. My luck must have run out, he sighed. It’s a rare item, though. I
still have some chicken stew left. With that, Min Húc headed to the castle kitchen and prepared
a pot of chicken stew, the aroma alone making his mouth water. The broth was rich and thick, the
flavor sweet and savory. He gave thanks for the meal and began to eat. The intense flavor was
a perfect blend, complemented by chicken legs so tender they practically melted in his mouth.
This was the kind of taste that brought a smile to your face; that’s what truly mattered.
After finishing the chicken leg, it was impossible to tell whether it had been marinated
or pan-fried to the bone. The spices were simply indispensable. Next came the mashed potatoes, so
soft they dissolved in the eight bowls of broth, each bite easily swallowed whole. The smooth, rich
flavor was evident from the first mouthful. That was the reason for making so much broth.
The noodles this time were soft, chewy, and perfectly seasoned. Just looking at them
made it clear how delicious they were. Chewy yet tender, their rich flavor remained intact.
Suddenly, a system notification appeared: You have consumed the Ancient King’s Chicken Stew.
You have gained 500 Strength points. You can now conquer any food. You have obtained the God of
Cookery’s Backstep. Description: You can receive a quest related to the food you have consumed.
This is a secret skill of the God of Cookery, only achievable by the God of Cookery himself. And
so, Min Húc activated a new quest. Near the ruins, someone called out, Miss Roina. She
wondered aloud, What’s happening here. Someone answered, Isn’t today the day. The day
Priest Chulian completes his training. The day of the Priest’s Sword trial. According to Athenian
mythology, whoever can wield the Priest’s Sword, buried deep within the earth, is said to
be the hero. But 2000 years have passed, and the sword remains untouched. It requires
immense holy power, and the wielder must be exceptionally pure and untainted.
But then, Priest Chulian couldn’t even budge the sword. Witnessing this, the crowd
erupted in laughter. What was that. The sword didn’t even move. Is he a fraud.
Roina, witnessing the spectacle, sighed in disappointment. Another failure.
She retreated to the crystal ball chamber, her mind heavy with recent events. The cult’s
activity had been unsettling. Something was amiss. The crystal ball pulsed faintly. Magic was
waning. This could only mean one thing: trouble was brewing in the world. What were
Verus and his followers planning. Just then, Koru entered. Roina, he announced, a
player sought you out a few days ago. Confused, she replied, Don’t many players
wish to see me. Why tell me about this one specifically. Well, about that, Koru
hesitated, this player is. different. Roina frowned. What do you mean. He’s
received the favor of the Athenian Priests. Incredulous, Roina asked, You mean they’ve
given him their hearts. Yes, it’s unbelievable, but true. I thought it warranted a
report, given the. unusual nature of it. Roina was stunned. Even the Priests. Impossible.
A High Priest wouldn’t do that. But then, hearing that he had even attempted to lift the sword,
she exclaimed, Tell me more. I’ll go now. Take me to him. Yes, Lady Roina. Upon arriving,
Roina saw Min Húc approaching the sword, preparing to lift it. She couldn’t believe they
would allow a player, untrained as a priest, to even attempt the task. Min Húc turned and asked,
I just need to pull it out and lift it, right. With that, he effortlessly lifted
the sword, leaving Roina speechless, her voice trembling when she finally managed
to speak. Misinterpreting her reaction, Min Húc asked, Was I not supposed to pull it out.
He then returned the sword to its place. Why is everyone so cautious. What should I do.
Seeing Roina stumble, her guard rushed to her side. My Lady. he exclaimed. He
lifted it like it was a radish. Confused, Min Húc asked, Did I do something wrong.
It was then that Roina remembered: this was the legendary player. A few days prior,
Min Húc had received the King’s ingredient seed. Only the Pope or a candidate for Pope could
awaken its power. This led Min Húc to wonder, If I plant this, will it grow some
delicious fruit. I think I’ll call Abel. He immediately contacted Abel, who quickly
answered. Oh, Min Húc. Min Húc asked, I have a question. Who’s the current Pope, or the candidate
for Pope. Abel replied, Currently, it’s Pope Karuno the 21st. The candidate is Saint Roina.
She’s quite famous, being a saint. You don’t know Roina. Hearing this, Min Húc simply replied, Oh,
really. Abel was taken aback. Roina was the most beautiful woman in Athens, and he didn’t know
her. Min Húc then asked, So, can I meet Roina. Abel explained, You could wait in Athens for ten
days, just to glimpse her from afar. That’s why I’m here. Just the entrance fee to the Temple
is 100,000 gold. It’s incredibly expensive. That much. Min Húc muttered. At that
moment, Min Húc called Kene over, asking, Can I meet Roina. Before
he could finish his sentence, he was flatly refused. No. Min Húc asked if there
was any other way, but Kene firmly denied him, leaving Min Húc feeling frustrated. The King is so
strict, he grumbled. Suddenly, his gaze shifted. He spotted a sword and asked, What’s that. Kene
replied, That’s the Holy Sword. Legend has it that whoever can lift it will become a hero.
Min Húc, brimming with confidence, asked, So, if I lift it, can I meet Roina. Kene
chuckled smugly. If you can. He then added, Good heavens, it’s already midday. Do you know
they don’t eat meat here. Min Húc, of course, knew this. But the people here only ate garlic
salad for 10,000 gold, spinach for 10,000 gold, and lettuce salad for 10,000 gold.
He turned back, surprised. Is that all there is on the menu. Kene replied glumly,
On other days, the salad also has onions. Min Húc watched as they simply piled vegetables
onto vegetables, without any dressing or seasoning. Not even artificial flavoring. It
looked like they were eating cherry tomatoes, and everyone wore the same expression while
eating. He walked over and asked, Priest, how does it taste. Kene replied dejectedly, Like chewing
paper. But there’s no other choice. Min Húc was even more surprised. How can you live like this.
There are so many delicious vegetarian dishes. Suddenly, a thought struck him. Wait a minute,
Roina is also a member of the Athenian Church, right. If I can befriend the priests here,
maybe I’ll have a chance. So, Min Húc announced, Um, I’d like to treat everyone to a meal.
Kene was bewildered, unsure of what he was planning. The next day, Kene was in a daze.
Others, finding him strange, asked, What’s wrong with you. Ever since you ate that strange
person’s food, you’ve been like this. Suddenly, Kene remembered the tofu steak. Holding the fork
firmly in his left hand, he’d cut it into pieces with his right, spearing a piece with the fork
and bringing it to his mouth. The aroma of the onion sauce slowly spread in his mouth, blending
perfectly with the soft, melt-in-your-mouth tofu. I’ve never eaten meat, he thought, but I think
this is even better than meat. Tofu steak… If only I could have it again. Kene had become
utterly devoted to Min Húc. When he saw him, his eyes lit up as he greeted him, Hello, Master
Min Húc. Min Húc returned the greeting and asked, Kene, did you just wake up. But Kene insisted that
wasn’t the case. I’m about to suffocate. You see, I desperately want to eat that tofu
steak you made again. How could I forget it. I’ll do anything for you.
The other priests, overhearing, quickly gathered around. Me too. they cried.
Make it again, Min Húc. Min Húc asked, surprised, Wow, when did everyone become so fond of
steak. It was incredible. they replied. Min Húc feigned regret. But I’m a
bit busy. You’re busy. they asked, disappointed. Min Húc scratched his head. Yes.
I still have to listen to the priests play the harp. I also need to rest and eat some french
fries. Hearing this, they began to bargain, trying to entice him to cook. What about 1
million gold. one offered. I have a lot of money. Another chimed in, I’ll give you the best
sword. But Min Húc needed none of these things. At that moment, Kene had a brilliant idea:
blessings. What about receiving blessings from the priests. He’d heard that receiving the priests’
blessings could be quite powerful. Min Húc smiled faintly, having achieved his goal. Then,
he beamed and announced, Wow, that’s great. In that case, I’ll make tofu steak for anyone who
blesses me. Line up, everyone. Upon hearing this, everyone quickly formed a queue, eager
to bestow their blessings upon him. Once he had received enough blessings,
Min Húc approached the Holy Sword, and lifted it. Finally, a player had appeared
who could wield the Holy Sword. The Pope’s attendant knelt and reported, Your Holiness,
Karuno, a foreigner named Min Húc has lifted the Holy Sword. Karuno was astonished by the
news. The Holy Sword… lifted by a foreigner. Yes, the attendant confirmed.
Very well, Karuno said. This is the Lord’s will. You may leave.
Yes, Your Holiness, the attendant replied, taking his leave. After his departure,
Karuno sank into contemplation. Everything seemed to be concluding. Obtaining the Pope’s
body was good, but he hadn’t expected a foreigner to arrive and lift the sword first. There was
no need to panic, however. Everything had to proceed according to plan. A sinister smile
spread across Karuno’s face as he looked at the item in his hand. Elsewhere, Roina sternly
addressed Min Húc, I don’t like this one bit. He used food to lure everyone in, then took
all their blessings. And then, just like that, he used those blessings to lift the Holy
Sword. How despicable. There’s no need to call this trickster a legend. Despite her inner
criticism, she maintained a composed demeanor. So, you wanted to meet me. Min Húc replied,
Yes. He produced a seed. I received this. It’s called the King’s Seed. But it seems
only Roina and the Pope can break its seal. Roina crossed her arms. Really. But I won’t help
for free. Of course, Min Húc readily agreed. She considered for a moment, then proposed, Then
cook me a meal. With these words, she thought to herself, I want to see what’s so captivating about
his cooking that everyone praises it so highly. I won’t fall for his tricks. In the dining hall,
Roina ate the kimchi fried rice Min Húc prepared. She took a bite and remarked, The crispness of
the fresh vegetables, the texture of the rice, combined with the aroma of the sauce… it
creates an exquisite flavor. It’s hard to believe vegetables can be cooked so deliciously.
No wonder even the priests forgot their decorum. Before long, she had finished the fried rice.
Slightly trembling, she said to him, Please, give me the King’s Seed. It had been unsealed by Roina,
but its abilities remained unknown. It had to be planted and allowed to grow before its power could
be understood and realized. Min Húc thought to himself, I have to plant it to see its properties.
He cheerfully scratched his head and chuckled. Just as I thought, there’s definitely something
good about this. Roina, beside him, speculated, We don’t know yet, but it will surely produce
pure energy. And since you were able to lift the Holy Sword, I have a favor to ask. Go to the
Vatican and meet the Pope. Koru will guide you. Karuno smiled as he greeted Min Húc. So,
you’re the one who lifted the Holy Sword. Min Húc bowed respectfully. Yes, Your
Holiness. Karuno smiled. Thank you for coming. What I want you to do is take these
rice cakes to the priests in Athens. Imbued with the Lord’s power, they will remain warm.
A system notification chimed: Quest alert: Deliver the rice cakes and wine to the priests
in Athens. Confidently deliver the rice cakes and wine to the priests in Athens, and you will
receive one of the Pope’s four artifacts. Karuno continued, Ah, Roina mentioned that the one who
lifts the Holy Sword can enjoy a special dish. Min Húc exclaimed in surprise, A special dish.
Karuno smiled. Indeed. It’s meat-filled rice cake soup. Made with rare ingredients only found
once a century. Min Húc gaped, incredulous. How can that be. I’ve never heard of such a thing. He
immediately accepted the rice cakes to begin the quest. How can I possibly eat it now. he thought.
Karuno watched him go, a faint smile playing on his lips. Alright, alright. After Min Húc left,
Karuno fell into contemplation. He seems quite the gourmand. I don’t think there will be any
issues, especially since the reward is one of the Pope’s four artifacts. But just in case,
should I prepare a backup plan. On the carriage, Min Húc longingly touched the package of rice
cakes. I wonder what they taste like warm. Should I take a peek. Just a quick glance shouldn’t hurt.
Unable to resist, he opened the box. Seeing the rice cakes inside, he let out an Ooh. The system
displayed information about the rice cakes: Set of Rice Cakes. Food item concealed and sealed.
Suddenly, the system displayed more detailed information: Demon King Verus’s Cakes of Calamity.
Poison inflicts instantly based on divine energy levels. Energy explosion upon consumption. Will
contract demonic plague. Upon consumption by Roina, she will transform into a demon. These
rice cakes were prepared by Demon King Verus to infect the priests before the outbreak of war.
Min Húc thought in astonishment, Verus. The Pope is Demon King Verus. Then these rice cakes…
He looked down at the box of rice cakes, and finally, unable to resist, devoured
them all. Don’t even think about it, you evil rice cakes. I’ll eat every last one
of you. The chewiness and richness of the rice cakes were evident from the first bite. As soon
as they entered his mouth, a burst of sweetness exploded across his palate. Even better, they
were lightly fried, creating a crispy outer layer while maintaining a soft interior.
Incredible. The snow-white rice cakes grew sweeter with each chew, perfectly complemented by
the smooth red bean paste filling. Utterly divine. Hearing the commotion from within the carriage,
a worried Koru opened the door and asked, Min Húc, are you alright. But upon seeing
the scene inside, he was stunned. The rice cakes… don’t tell me you ate them all.
Min Húc thought, his head pounding, Oh no, I’ve caused a disaster. Caught red-handed
by Koru, he panicked. Wait, I did it for everyone. Will I be imprisoned. But then I’d
get prison food… Koru told him to come out. As he stepped out, Min Húc thought, But those rice
cakes were so good. I don’t regret it one bit. But as soon as he exited the carriage, he was greeted
by a cheering crowd. Benefactor of the Athenian people, Lord Min Húc. Everyone knelt before
him. He stared at the scene in bewilderment. Huh. Roina stood before him, pledging her
allegiance. Lord Min Húc, Saint of Athens, I, Roina, swear to protect and cherish you
for all my days. Confused and disoriented, he looked around. What in the world
is going on. Three hours earlier, Min Húc had exclaimed in surprise, Because
Roina wouldn’t give me the meat-filled rice cake soup. How could she. I’m leaving. She
doesn’t know what she’s missing. With that, he turned and stormed off. Koru watched him
go, muttering to himself, Meat-filled rice cake soup. Is he talking about the soup made
with those little teardrop-shaped rice cakes. This is getting more complicated. He paused,
lost in thought. Now that I think about it, the Lord’s prophecy referred to him. And the
Pope hasn’t left the priests’ prayer chamber recently. Something’s definitely amiss. A calamity
is approaching. A calamity that has been looming, and now, no one can stop it. How could this
be. The Pope. a demon. The Athenian Temple is in grave danger. The realization hit Koru
like a physical blow. He stumbled back, reeling from the implications. But
he quickly regained his composure, his mind racing to formulate a plan. I
must stop Min Húc immediately. Elsewhere, Carn bowed his head respectfully. You
summoned me, Master. Lord Verus. A voice, laced with malice, replied, Soon, the
priests will gather at the Vatican. I will lend you my power to eliminate
Roina and bring down the Athenian Temple. A sinister laugh echoed through the chamber.
Lord Verus. Meanwhile, in another location, Roina continued her conversation with Min
Húc. You knew those rice cakes were tainted by a demon the moment you received them.
That’s why you didn’t use the portal between the Vatican and the Athenian Temple, choosing
instead to travel by carriage to buy us time. Min Húc chuckled nervously, thinking to himself,
I just wanted to savor the warmth of the rice cakes a little longer. Roina clasped her hands
together. To save us, you sought a way to destroy the rice cakes, and when there was no other
option, you sacrificed yourself. She paused, her voice filled with emotion. Everyone is
deeply moved by your selfless act. She continued, You ate all of those rice cakes alone, destroying
them. I can’t imagine the agony you endured. I doubted you were the legendary warrior, and for
that, I beg your forgiveness. Min Húc waved his hand dismissively. What. Don’t worry about such
trivial matters. Although consuming all those rice cakes was a struggle, to save the people of
Athens, it was necessary. Roina’s admiration for his apparent patriotism was evident. Not only did
you sacrifice yourself, but now you display such humility. You truly are a noble young man, worthy
of the title of warrior, just as we had hoped. The crowd erupted in cheers. Hail, Lord Min Húc.
He looked at them, speechless, his secret—I only ate them because I wanted to—buried deep within.
Sighs of relief rippled through the crowd. Thank goodness. What would we have done if Lord
Min Húc hadn’t eaten those rice cakes. But no one noticed the dark, ominous
energy slowly approaching. One person, sensing something was wrong, turned to look.
He cried out in terror, By the— Before he could finish his sentence, it struck, sending debris
flying in all directions. Min Húc shielded his face with his arm. What was that. He looked
up, his voice filled with concern. High Priest, are you alright. It was the Athenian Temple.
And from the explosion, demons emerged, answering the call of Lord Verus. Carn looked down
from above, searching for Saint Roina. Koru stood protectively in front of her, his face a mask
of defiance against the overwhelmingly powerful extremist. Carn. You won’t lay a finger on Roina.
Roina, fear gripping her heart, hid behind Koru. Suddenly, the light faded from Koru’s
sword. He stared at it in disbelief. A system notification echoed his shock: By
order of Verus, divine power has been sealed. Koru turned to Roina, urging her to
flee. Run. But before he could finish, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Roina cried out his name, rushing to his side. Carn’s voice dripped with cruel amusement.
Stop right there. You’re here to capture me, aren’t you. He leered at her. If you had come
willingly, things would have been much simpler. He raised his sword, poised to strike. Seeing
Roina unguarded, Carn swung his blade towards her, snarling, Then die. Roina closed her eyes,
bracing for the inevitable. A deafening explosion ripped through the air. Believing
Carn had succeeded, that Roina was surely dead, she opened her eyes to see a figure
standing protectively before her. Astonished, she gasped, Min Húc.
Min Húc warned, Stay away from her. She’s important to me. His words sent Roina’s
heart fluttering, but his true meaning was: I can’t let you die, Roina. I haven’t
had my meatball rice cake soup yet. As he fought, Min Húc’s mind drifted to the
delicious soup, sprinkled with seaweed. I mean, just one bite, then I’ll crush the rest
and mix it all together. Carn roared, You fool. He swung his sword, sneering, You think
you can defeat me. Min Húc was knocked back. He realized this opponent would be a formidable
challenge, but he summoned the Holy Sword he had previously acquired, capable of
negating 60% of his opponent’s attack power. Min Húc then activated the skill Lord’s
Grace, which would synchronize his opponent’s divine energy with his own for 30 minutes.
The divine energy flowing from Min Húc healed Koru. He sat up, coughing, as
Roina anxiously called his name. Carn thought, He’s using divine energy… Could he
be the one who lifted the Holy Sword. He scoffed, Interesting. Then, he summoned a violin,
wreathed in an ominous black smoke. Even if he can wield the Holy Sword, it doesn’t mean
he can’t be defeated. He thought confidently. Thanks to Verus’s screeching violin, the
slow variation, my speed is increased by 30%. He believed this would be Min Húc’s
end. The clang of metal rang out as Min Húc effortlessly parried the attack.
Carn stared in disbelief. How. It turned out Min Húc possessed the skill Immortal Body,
capable of withstanding enemy attacks. He snarled, Damn it. and invoked Verus’s instrument again.
How about this. The violin’s sound intensified, unleashing an explosive magical
attack. A tremendous boom echoed, and from outside the smoke, Roina cried
out, Lord Min Húc. Min Húc emerged from the dissipating smoke completely unscathed,
Beanie the pig perched on his shoulder. Carn was stunned. Impossible. How did
he withstand that. It was thanks to the shield created from Hepa’s pot lid.
Min Húc smirked. Now, the real fight begins. He summoned the Sword of Glory. The blade
appeared beneath Carn’s feet with blinding speed, too fast to avoid. Its sharp edge pierced him.
Carn thought, No… and collapsed. Min Húc chuckled. See.
Despite his injuries, Koru laughed heartily. Hahaha. As expected of Lord Min Húc. Min Húc
rushed to his side. Don’t exert yourself. Let me heal you. Roina asked, Min Húc, can you. Min Húc
pulled something from his pouch. With this gauze, of course. After bandaging Koru’s wounds,
Koru was astonished by the rapid healing, comparable to the priests of Athens, achieved
with just a simple piece of gauze. Min Húc asked, Can you move. Koru tested his mobility and
replied, Yes. As Koru gestured for Min Húc and Roina to move to safety, behind them, Carn
stirred. He wasn’t quite finished yet. He slowly rose, roaring furiously, You bastards.
The system announced: The Fear-Worshipping Carn has appeared. Attack and defense increased
by 60%, magic increased by 50%. Koru turned to Min Húc and said, That bastard did this.
Min Húc corrected Koru’s grammar: What do you mean, ‘that bastard did this’. You’re
a knight; you should say, ‘What happened to him.’ Koru amended his statement: Ah, what
happened to him. Roina yelled a warning, There’s no time. Run. The three of them fled,
taking cover behind a large boulder. Roina asked, Is there any other way besides running.
We might have to fight like last time. Min Húc scratched his head. Well, I’m
waiting for my cooldown. I have a way, but I don’t like it. What do you think, Koru. Koru
said, half-joking, Anything is better than dying here. Min Húc continued, Have you ever heard of
the Holy Guardian. It’s a skill that can boost the stats of my party or guild members. If I do
that, Koru will be able to fight. But as an NPC, Koru isn’t a member of my party or guild.
Roina, growing increasingly incredulous, asked, Are you suggesting that Koru
become your vassal. Min Húc replied, Yes, but since Koru is an Athenian Knight,
he can’t become a player’s vassal. I think it’s best not to use this method. Roina turned to
Koru. Nothing is more important than our lives. While Koru was thinking, Min Húc
prayed, Please maintain your loyalty, Sir Koru. I can’t afford to feed another
mouth. Before Koru could make a decision, Carn appeared above them, shouting, Where are you
hiding, you bastards. Spotting Min Húc’s group, he cast a spell, snarling, This time, I’ll
kill you all. His magic, growing in power, hurtled towards the three of them.
This time, Koru deployed a shield of light, luckily blocking Carn’s attack.
Both Min Húc and Roina were startled. Roina called out Koru’s name.
Koru made his decision. I accept. Min Húc asked, aghast, What. Koru declared,
I agree to become Lord Min Húc’s vassal. As soon as he finished speaking, the system sent a
message to Min Húc: Koru has sworn eternal loyalty to you. Min Húc cried out, Why. He slumped,
defeated, thinking about having yet another vassal. Let’s see what useful skills he has.
The system announced: Athenian Prayer: When praying, can increase HP and MP recovery by
15% for players or NPCs within a 5-meter radius. When you pray, surrounding flora and fauna
will grow faster and more luxuriantly. He thought, This is exactly what
I need. Then, he addressed Koru, Sir Koru, since you’re under my command now, I
have an important task for you. Koru responded enthusiastically, Yes. But when he heard he
was to become a farmer, he was utterly shocked. Carn was furious at being ignored. He jumped up,
yelling, You bastards. How dare you ignore me. Koru quickly blocked his attack, thinking,
This guy is getting stronger. From behind, Min Húc observed the situation
and then told Koru, Provoke him. Koru asked again, receiving confirmation.
He yelled, Are you crazy. What could be worse. We’re doing well. We’re going to
win. We can do this without him knowing. Koru hesitated, but then obeyed. He gritted
his teeth, silently determined not to let Carn know. Then, he roared at Carn, You
bastard. What are you doing here, you scum. Look at yourself. You look like a wilted,
chewed-up leaf. He continued his tirade, growing more and more fervent. You can’t do anything, can
you. This is how you breach the Athenian defenses. You piece of trash. Min Húc, astonished, said,
Enough. Stop it. But his words were met with an even louder yell: Shut up, Min Húc.
Enraged, Carn unleashed an attack, roaring, You pathetic humans. Koru
raised his shield to block the blow, but cracks spiderwebbed across its surface.
Min Húc inwardly rejoiced. The time has come. He pulled out his whisk, gathering
essence from the cracks in the shield. This was the whisk, capable of neutralizing
all magical skills within a 5-meter radius. Carn, driven to the brink of fury, charged
towards Min Húc, screaming, I’ll kill you. But at this moment, Min Húc felt a surge
of confusion. His HP was at 99.9%. What. he muttered. Is it not working because I’m
too strong. His HP then ticked over to 100%. Carn, utterly shocked, bellowed, You
cheater. What are you. How can you be this strong. What the hell
are you. Min Húc smirked. Oh, that. I eat well, sleep well, and train
hard. I might have a bit of a temper, too. His sword began to glow.
Severing, he said. I mean… He raised his sword. Should I call it the
Severing Sword. With one swing, Carn was slain. Accompanied by an explosion, the system
announcement rang out: You have defeated Carn, the Fear-Worshipping, Fourth Strong Arm.
A cascade of system notifications followed: You have received 300 reputation
points. You have leveled up. Finally, the system announced: A quest has been generated.
At that moment, a sudden flash of light appeared before Min Húc, and a figure materialized.
He tentatively called out, God of Food. The figure, arms crossed, smiled. You’re quicker
than I expected, and you look quite tidy. Min Húc smiled back. I am also a God of Food.
The figure burst into laughter, as if he had just heard a hilarious joke. I’ve been meaning to talk
to you for a while, but haven’t had the time. Take a look at my quest. Min Húc’s quest was titled
The God of Food’s Wager, ranked SS, and limited to the God of Food class. The reward depended on the
degree of completion, with no penalty for failure. Speaking of the God of Food, Allen,
he was a brilliant commander back in the day. The God of Food shone on the
battlefield. The other gods grew envious, claiming his descendants only cared for eating
and drinking. They called him lazy and weak. So, he made a wager with the other gods, to
prove that the God of Food was more than just a glutton. Players participating in this quest
with a new class will receive different rewards. Achieving 100% kills will grant you the God
of Food’s Special Tteokbokki. Achieving 100% command proficiency will grant you the
God of Food’s Boneless Chicken Feet. The new class is undertaking this wager.
The God of Food thought, Perhaps my descendants are dull and weak. They might be right.
First, he needs to fill his satiety to 10/10, and he can’t become the legendary Berserker
class. That’s too easy for someone who chose a pig as their power animal.
But as he looked at Kang Min Húc, his gaze sharpened intensely. After a moment of
contemplation, the God of Food asked Kang Min Húc, I’m quite curious about your current state.
Could you hold onto this stone for me. He then handed Min Húc a multicolored stone.
Min Húc readily agreed and took the stone, but the moment he closed his hand
around it, it crumbled to dust. The God of Food cried out in astonishment, Hey,
what did you do. It’s broken. The Strength-Testing Stone, shattered by someone at level 470.
As if unable to believe his own thoughts, he asked Min Húc, What have you been doing.
Min Húc cheerfully replied, Following in the footsteps of the God of Food, I’ve been
diligently training and enjoying delicious food. His words made the God of Food burst into
laughter. You truly are my descendant. Min Húc then asked, I still haven’t caught up to
you, though. I’ve never tried grilling anything with dragon’s breath. The thought made both
of them salivate. The God of Food exclaimed, Oh, man. When you eat it, the smoky aroma
fills your mouth. It’s incredibly delicious. Then, as if remembering something, the
God of Food said, Ah, so you accept my wager. Min Húc firmly replied, Of course.
The reward is the God of Food’s Special Tteokbokki and Boneless Chicken Feet, after all.
The God of Food asked, Aren’t you interested in equipment. Then, as an afterthought, Oh, right,
before I forget, do you have any special cooking tools. Min Húc replied, Special cooking tools.
Ah, I have the Demi-God Engraving Technique. Hearing this, the God of Food thought in horror,
Demi-God Engraving Technique. What is he doing. Clearing his throat, he said, That’s the
most important part of the equipment, but it’s in a very distant place. Hearing
this, Min Húc immediately asked, Where. The answer came in two words: Demon Realm.
The four Demon Kings of the Demon Realm each possess four treasures. A new quest
to invade the Demon Realm has begun. Elvenhiem has an Elven Forest, divided into areas
A, B, C, D, and E, categorized by level. Points earned in each area can be exchanged for
items, locations, and equipment from NPCs. For those who have been to the Elven Forest,
challenge yourselves with the special reward. Have fun in Athens. As a group made their way
towards the forest, someone suddenly asked, Did you see that. There’s a special reward. The
young man replied, If we want to get there first, we should head to the closest area, right.
Meanwhile, Genie thought to herself, The strong teams will go to Area A, which means many
people will get lost. Can he protect the farm. Meanwhile, Koru was diligently working like a
farmer, tilling the soil and wiping his brow. Oh, not bad, he muttered. Seeing this, Lock
turned to Genie and said, He’s a knight. He seems…chill. Genie just chuckled.
Suddenly, Koru raised his wooden staff and declared, I gotta play with you guys a little.
Sprout, sprout, little seeds, sprout. he chanted while playing the violin. It was a Vibration
Instrument, capable of accelerating plant growth. Then, singing and laughing, he added,
How do you like that, you damn seeds. Lock remarked, He’s not just chill,
he’s definitely insane. Genie, completely speechless, said nothing. She
sighed inwardly, Is this really our Chi So. Elsewhere, armies were gathering, preparing to
depart with impressive momentum. On one side was the Iron Blood legion, and on the other, the
Reaper legion. They chanted together with their troops, We will not die here. We will survive.
The commander of the Iron Blood legion, Eclipse, announced, Depart now. Heroes will save the world.
Not to be outdone, the commander of the Reaper legion, Bach, roared, Believe in me.
We will achieve glorious victory. The soldiers on both sides roared with excitement.
Seeing the two legions brimming with such morale, Min Húc’s soldiers murmured amongst
themselves, Their energy is incredible. I wonder what our commander will say. At
that moment, Min Húc’s voice rang out, Food will be our medicine. Who wants to eat.
Hearing this unusual slogan, everyone was taken aback, opening their mouths to speak. Seeing their
hesitation, Min Húc asked, Come on, you can’t be like this. Haven’t you eaten anything in the
palace. They quickly denied it. Min Húc exclaimed, What. You don’t want free food. Such a sin.
He then patiently explained his motto, Food is medicine. No one should go
hungry. Now, repeat after me: Food is… The soldiers responded in unison, …medicine.
Overhearing this exchange, Eclipse chuckled, Looks like we have a foodie here. All they think
about is eating. Bach agreed, I know, right. He added, Look how worried those soldiers are.
Meanwhile, Min Húc approached the two commanders and asked, Have you two eaten anything
yet. Bach replied, We’ve already eaten. Eclipse added with a smile, You can provide
rear support for us until we reach the second area of the Undying Lands. Rear support
should be fine for you, Min Húc, right. Min Húc tilted his head slightly. Rear support.
That’s right, they replied. We’ll take care of the front lines. In exchange, we get to eat whatever
you make. The commander beside Eclipse nodded in agreement. Suddenly, a thought occurred to Min
Húc. If any items drop, he asked, can I eat them. Commander Eclipse answered, Sure, if you’re
entitled to pick them up. The system can’t prevent that. He continued, Of course, if you’re entitled.
Rear support is just that—support. Hunting is difficult, and so is gathering war points.
Min Húc nodded. Alright then, he said, let’s begin. Commander Eclipse grinned. Excellent.
We look forward to your assistance. He spoke these words aloud, but inwardly, he was smug.
This way, we can eliminate one competitor. He then glanced at the commander of
the Reaper legion and thought, Next, I need to eliminate Bach. This shouldn’t be a
problem. He clutched an emerald in his hand. This is a mineral from the Demon Realm.
Gremory’s power is still hidden. When the land encounters magic, its power will
be revealed. It’s a shame this isn’t the strongest antarinium. But this one has special
powers too. This mission is as good as mine. A moment later, the system announced: You have
entered the Undying Lands. You may only carry one kilogram of unprocessed food. Use
of potions and scrolls is restricted. Portable tents are prohibited.
Min Húc muttered, This new area is scary. Even food is restricted. And it’s
full of powerful monsters. Below them, two powerful monsters were already visible:
an Undying Orge and an Undying Troll. Min Húc shook his head. Well, he said, rear
support isn’t so bad after all. Hearing this, Benzas thought to himself, This is our commander.
Arna leaned close to Benzas and whispered, Benzas, you’re in full command, right. He replied,
Arthur, he has Her Majesty Elle’s trust. But worry gnawed at him. If a gap suddenly
appears… if he makes even one mistake… Below, the soldiers clashed with the undying
monsters. The Undying Orge shattered a soldier’s shield with a single blow.
Seeing this, Eclipse shouted from above, Hold the shield formation until I give
the signal. Then, widen the gap. Soldiers, pierce through those shields and tear those
demons apart. They obeyed the command, thrusting their spears into the monster’s body.
Seeing the monster’s HP almost depleted, Eclipse thought gleefully, Good, just one
more hit. At that moment, an arrow struck the monster’s forehead, causing it to falter
and collapse. The other soldiers were stunned, as the final blow had come from Min Húc.
The system announced: Eclipse’s contribution has increased to 30, ‘Food is Life’
contribution has increased to 50. Min Húc said cheerfully, Yes. I hit it.
Seeing this, Eclipse was furious. That bastard. The soldiers grumbled angrily, What the
hell. Did we lose. Seeing his soldiers’ agitation, Eclipse forced himself to speak calmly.
Calm down, there are still others. We absolutely cannot lose the final blow. Just
then, Min Húc took out a bell and rang it. It was the Lama Bell, a legendary-grade item. The
system displayed it as crafted by Min Húc. The system announced: You have rung the Lama
Bell. Increased attack, defense, and magic attack by 20% against undead or undying creatures.
Seeing the bell in Min Húc’s hand, Eclipse fumed. Damn it, where does he get these crafted items.
This battle should be over. I have no choice. He called two of his subordinates over. Karman,
Nevielle, he said, use the unique items you’ve collected to attack. Both men responded in unison.
Eclipse urged Nevielle, What are you doing. Hurry up and pick it up. Nevielle
said anxiously, If this is your plan… we don’t have the right to pick it up.
Because the system announced: You do not have the right to collect this item. Authorization is
still pending for three minutes. At this moment, the system displayed the contribution
rankings: Food is Life team is first, Reaper team is second, Iron Blood team is last.
Eclipse clenched his fists, but forced a smile as he complimented Min Húc. You’re really
good at rear support. Hearing the compliment, Min Húc gave an embarrassed thanks. But
inwardly, Eclipse seethed. I want to punch this damn dog. Then he said, From now on, don’t
support me anymore. Let’s fight on the front lines together. That way, it will end faster.
After a moment’s thought, Min Húc replied, Nah, didn’t you prefer it this way from the beginning.
I’ll just support you from the rear. I’m a bit worried about going to the front lines now.
Eclipse couldn’t hold back any longer. Then I’m not going with you. he shouted. Min Húc replied,
Okay, then let’s do it that way. Eclipse raged, Do you think you can survive in the
Undying Lands with just 50 people. Min Húc waved goodbye. We’ll see about that.
I’m going ahead. Eclipse trembled with fury, cursing inwardly, Damn it. Even
though he only did it for a while, it’ll be much harder without rear support.
Bach approached him at that moment, offering consolation. Don’t worry too much, he said. They
haven’t used all their strength yet. He then pulled out a map. If we can use this, he said,
we can reach the third area faster than them, by following Prince Argon’s route.
Hearing this, Eclipse exclaimed, Really. Why didn’t you say so earlier.
Bach replied, Why would I. Even though we’re from the same kingdom, we’re still rivals.
Besides, he added, Eclipse must have a trump card, right. Hearing this veiled threat, Eclipse
quickly came to an agreement with him. They now had a common enemy. On the third day in
the Undying Lands, the weather took a turn, and heavy snow began to fall.
Bach trudged through the snow, thinking, Hunting is easy enough, but this
erratic weather is the real problem. As the mission wore on, the warriors’ conditions
deteriorated. Knights complained of hunger, fatigue set in, morale plummeted, and the
entire army suffered a 10% stat decrease. The biggest problem was here. Eclipse
called Bach over and told him to eat, but looking at the food, he exclaimed, You think
this is edible. He then muttered to himself, Whatever, the Iron Blood legion is full of
incompetent fools anyway. Bach mused grimly, This is a serious problem. Now we’re out of rations and
dried meat, and there’s no way to find more food. At that moment, the system announced: Knights
are experiencing hunger and cold. Judgment value decreased by 4%. Bach cursed in frustration,
Another decrease. Eclipse sighed, If we continue like this, is that brat any better off.
Before he could finish his sentence, the system displayed the stat rankings. ‘Food
is Life’ team’s command ability led with 96%, Reaper team was second with 37%, and Iron Blood
was last with 36%. In terms of control stats, Min Húc’s team held 23%, while Bach and
Eclipse had 41% and 37%, respectively. Eclipse couldn’t believe it, thinking in a panic,
How can his command ability be so high. Just then, the rankings updated, showing Kang
Min Húc’s team leading with 76% and still climbing. How are they doing it. he
wondered. This story goes back two days. After parting ways with Eclipse, Benzas
approached Kang Min Húc and said, Going solo. What are you thinking. Then,
Benzas told him, Now, come with them. But Min Húc firmly replied, No, that’s
too dangerous. It’s fine initially, but if the mission drags on and the situation
worsens, we’ll have the advantage. We don’t need to constantly fight. Benzas seemed to
understand his point, exclaiming in exasperation, So you mean we should play it safe like mice.
Min Húc replied with a sly grin, Exactly. Back in the present, Benzas and Arthur followed
behind Min Húc. Benzas thought to himself, I was too naive. I never expected him to be
like this. Arthur asked Min Húc, Shouldn’t we be preparing to hunt monsters. He replied, No,
let’s find food first. They asked in surprise, Food. We heard it’s impossible to find
food in the Undying Lands. How can that be. But he reassured them, summoning his pink
pig, Beanie. Beanie had a special talent for finding food. It immediately began
sniffing the ground with its keen nose. Min Húc then asked them, Do you trust me.
Sure enough, Beanie didn’t disappoint. In the barren Undying Lands, it managed to locate
a plethora of animal ingredients. A veritable meat paradise. Food from this paradise bypassed
the consumption limits of the Undying Lands, counting as regular rations. Min Húc turned
to his soldiers and said, For the time being, you don’t need to worry about food.
He then put on his gloves. A nearby soldier, also putting on gloves, said,
Commander, we’ll prepare the food. Min Húc smiled and replied, It’s alright, you
all rest. Because the most important thing for you is to face battle feeling comfortable
and full. Hearing this, all the soldiers were deeply moved, their faces flushing.
Soon, everyone had their own portion of food, a rich and visually appealing spread.
One soldier, looking at the meal, silently assessed, It looks good, but
it’s just food. How good can it really be. Then, the soldier watched Kang Min Húc take
a bite, savoring it with obvious enjoyment. Seeing this, he imitated Min Húc, wrapping
the meat and rice in a leaf and taking a bite. That first bite took him completely by surprise.
A blend of sweet and spicy flavors exploded in his mouth, each morsel bursting with juicy
goodness. The meat melted on his tongue. Min Húc heard them exclaim in excitement, We
can eat like this even during war. This is amazing. At that moment, the system announced:
All stats increased by 7% for 20 days. Everyone was astonished, asking each other, All stats
increased. There’s a power boost from cooking, too. Min Húc grinned, Looks like you all
enjoyed the meal. Now, let’s get going. Energized and determined, they embarked on their
new journey. Meanwhile, one of Min Húc’s soldiers approached Eclipse and asked, Are you alright.
Eclipse, witnessing their current state, was utterly bewildered. How are these guys still
so full of energy. They look even healthier than before. He realized his observation was
accurate. He was no longer the vibrant figure he was when they first met. His eyes were
dull, his spirit depleted, his face gaunt with hunger. He looked ten years older.
His own soldiers were all complaining of hunger. Seeing this, Kang Min Húc smiled
knowingly and said to Benzas, I want to bring these soldiers to… Min Húc School.
Benzas, confused, asked, Min Húc School. Min Húc chuckled, admitting he misspoke. Then he
continued, Anyway, those people over there are starving. Let’s bring them over to our side.
Robert, a warrior from the Iron Blood legion, was exhausted and dizzy with hunger. For days, he
had been marching without a decent meal. Looking around, he saw that others weren’t faring any
better; most were sprawled on the ground from exhaustion. They hadn’t yet resorted to anger.
Some could only think of a fragrant sandwich, silently vowing to sell their souls for one.
Suddenly, a delicious aroma wafted through the air. Wait, was that the smell of meat.
With ravenous expressions, they all followed the scent. Who’s grilling meat. Who is it. They
ran frantically, searching. Here. I don’t think so. I’m so hungry. Wait, I think they’ve
found something. Meat. Meat over there. The whole group arrived in front of a tent.
Pulling back the flap, they were stunned by the sight before them: Kang Min Húc and his
companions were feasting together. A table laden with food made their mouths water.
They watched the juices and sauces drip. Look, pork rolls with greens and
pickled vegetables, dipped in sauce, and sprinkled with minced garlic… Just one bite…
One muttered, It looks so cozy over there. Another grumbled, How can they be eating grilled pork
here. Robert couldn’t take it anymore. He jumped to his feet. I can’t stand it. I have to go over
there and eat. The other two tried to stop him, but he was too quick. Don’t you have any shame.
Min Húc, seeing Robert, greeted him warmly. Are you hungry. You can have anything you want. He
then offered Robert a plate of meat directly, leaving Robert speechless. Really. You’re giving
this to me. Min Húc replied without hesitation, Of course. We have plenty of food, and we
also have hungry people among us. Anyone who’s hungry is welcome to eat.
Min Húc beamed. He looked like a benevolent god. We welcome others, too.
Robert was deeply moved. Oh, my god… Seeing their comrade treated so well, the others
outside called out, Can we eat too. We’ve been living on dried meat and nuts for three days.
Without hesitation, Min Húc immediately agreed, Of course. Come and eat, everyone.
Though outwardly friendly, Min Húc harbored a different intention. A cold smile played on his
lips. Finally, they’ve taken the bait. They asked for it themselves. Is this really happening. The
commander’s plan is brilliant. someone thought. Suddenly, the tent flap was thrown open,
and a furious-looking man stormed in. You bastards. What are you doing. Are you still part
of the kingdom’s army. Do you have any sense of discipline. He grabbed a soldier by the collar
and roared, It’s time to get back, isn’t it. Min Húc feigned helplessness. What’s the big
deal. They were hungry, so I gave them some food. A nearby soldier chimed in, Yeah, you
wouldn’t even feed us. We’re all starving. This only fueled the man’s rage. You damn dogs.
An army must have discipline. Game Announcement: Relationship with Templar Knights
rapidly deteriorating. They may no longer follow the commander’s orders.
Relationship with Nelson deteriorating. Relationship with Komangwa deteriorating.
Relationship with Atthe deteriorating. Members may leave. Commander’s ability score
will decrease significantly. At this point, a soldier defiantly shoved the commander’s
hand away, further enraging him. We want to keep moving forward, the soldier
declared. Thanks to the commander, food is our lifeblood. We want to keep going. He led the
others in taking a stand against their commander. The commander was astonished. Are you
crazy. You’re supposed to be loyal to the Aspon Kingdom. The soldiers ignored him.
He turned his fury on Min Húc. You brat. Are you trying to steal my soldiers.
Min Húc feigned innocence. We’re just feeding those who are hungry.
The soldiers behind him backed him up. Yeah. Don’t speak ill of our kind commander.
Don’t lie. The commander exploded. He drew his sword and pointed it at Min Húc, a sinister
smile twisting his face. You’ve all been blinded by food, seduced by this weakling. A commander
should be strong. I challenge you to a duel. Min Húc’s expression turned serious. Through
gritted teeth, he said, I have some conditions. If I win, you tell the king you died on the
journey, and I was forced to take command. The commander scoffed. Fine. If I win, I
take all your soldiers. Game Announcement: Stakes have been raised. Players have entered
into an agreement. Failure to comply will result in immediate level reduction to level 5.
The tension between the two was palpable. Both gripped their weapons, eyes locked
on each other. Let’s see how long you last. the commander roared. I doubt it’ll be
very long. You’re all so pathetic, so weak. You think you can be a commander like this.
He lunged, slashing at Min Húc repeatedly. Min Húc fought back fiercely,
giving the commander no advantage. I won’t let someone like you lead these people.
Min Húc shouted, his counterattacks relentless. I’ll stay with them until the very end. I won’t
let any of them fall. The commander’s soldiers, witnessing this scene, were deeply moved.
Such a fierce battle. Commander, I’m willing to follow you to the ends of the earth.
But Kang Min Húc’s soldiers simply wore calm expressions. If he used his ability like
last time… Seeing the weeping on the other side, they felt a twinge of embarrassment.
Min Húc is laying it on a bit thick, isn’t he. someone whispered. Another replied,
Well, that’s because Min Húc is amazing. The commander, unable to find an opening
in Kang Min Húc’s defenses, started to lose his temper. Damn it. I was planning
to overwhelm him with continuous attacks, but… Kang Min Húc, on the other hand, fought
with an almost casual ease. He had anticipated his opponent’s strategy and was prepared.
A closer look revealed that he seemed to be targeting the weak points in the commander’s
defenses. With a provocative smirk, he taunted, Is that all you’ve got. The commander was
enraged. He was losing control. You damn dog. You’ve been hiding your true strength.
Seizing the moment the commander exposed an opening, Kang Min Húc unleashed a decisive
blow, ending the duel. The soldiers erupted in cheers. Min Húc wins. Commander. We’ll
follow you to the very ends of the earth. An item dropped from the game,
catching Kang Min Húc’s eye. A map. Min Húc stepped forward and picked it up.
He was astonished to discover it was a map of the Undying Lands. Every location is
tracked. Only we can use this valuable tool. Just as he was rejoicing, a game notification
appeared. You have reached 100% Commander Ability. You will receive a reward. I won, Min
Húc said with a grin. Let’s see what this is. The map displayed Area A, Level 2. A
demon invasion has occurred. Recapture the Elven territory occupied by demons.
If you successfully defend this area for two days after recapturing it, you will
gain ownership of the territory, and your contribution level will increase significantly.
Elsewhere, Genie, leading her group, said, We’ve only managed to secure a single village.
Khan echoed her sentiment. Our guild is so small, what can we really do. Genie checked
her inventory. I said I could use the Elf Shop as local spoils of war, right.
She looked again, surprised. Huh. Only E-rank. Nothing higher. According to the
Elf Shop, ranks are divided into E, D, C, B, A, and Royal. As higher levels are unlocked,
more crafting items become available. You can exchange points for items at a discounted price.
Genie asked someone behind her, Abel is the one leading the Ares guild’s operations,
right. The person quickly replied, Yes, they’re currently at E-rank. Genie looked at the
rank upgrade chart and sighed. It’s so expensive. Royal points require a million. There’s nothing
we can do. But she also considered that in large-scale events, numbers mattered. It’s not
easy being a small team. Well, let’s just buy everything. Having made up her mind, she wondered,
I wonder when Min Húc and the others will join in. Back with Min Húc, he breathed a sigh of relief,
pleased with himself for defeating the commander and obtaining the map. That was close. He
carefully examined the map, lost in thought. No matter what I do, Eclipse won’t budge.
Without an army, what am I supposed to do. Suddenly, a plan began to form in Min
Húc’s mind. The most important thing is, even if I have to lie to the soldiers, I can
make them trust me. That will make commanding them much more effective. In the distance, the
soldiers continued their naive chanting: Fight for Min Húc. For the one who sacrificed for us.
Min Húc put on a display of heartfelt emotion. Seeing you all train so diligently for me is
truly touching. I will join the legion and conquer the Undying Lands with you. This commander
loves you all. He squeezed out a few tears, feigning sympathy. Oh, my… my tears…
The soldiers were completely taken in. We trust you, Min Húc. We love you. Kang
Min Húc, in a grand gesture of magnanimity,
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