Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 203 The Emergence of the Drinking Party and the Barbecue Party

Kyle's mind went blank.

He remembered his previous order, a mere 90,000 gold coins.

It's not even a fraction of what others get!

A feeling of grievance and confusion welled up inside me.

But he quickly regained his composure and even revealed a cold smile.

"Oh? Well then, congratulations, Elder Thorin."

Kyle slowly wiped his hands with a napkin.

"But I'm curious, how do you plan to transport so much equipment from the expeditionary force camp back to the underground dwarf mountain city?"

"I hope you can successfully break out from underground and bring all these treasures back with you."

Thorin: "!!!"

Thorin's smile froze instantly.

Yeah... how do we take it back?

The dwarven mountain city is hidden deep underground, and outside, demon scouts are as numerous as a spider web.

This is also why the Dwarf King had him come directly from the Holy Humans to talk to Great Xia, instead of sending a new delegation from Dwarf Mountain City.

At that time, such a large-scale mobilization, along with the supplies on the way back, would inevitably attract the encirclement and suppression of the demon army if discovered.

They had several spatial rings, but faced with mountains of weapons and equipment, that little bit of space was simply a drop in the ocean!

He really hadn't thought about that!

Thorin's face instantly turned ashen, as if he had swallowed a damned mosquito.

Kyle felt much better after turning the tables with just one sentence, and let out a cold snort.

Lin Mo watched from the side, thinking to himself, "This is bad."

How can you even compare these things?

He was about to speak up to smooth things over when he felt two resentful gazes.

It was Elder Mu Yu. He had recovered from his shock and was staring intently at Lin Mo.

Kyle's eyes were filled with resentment.

It seems to be saying: Holy Son, you heartless man!

They complained that their equipment wasn't good enough and the portal was too small, but then they turned around and bought over 50 million gold coins worth of stuff from the dwarves!

Will your conscience hurt?

I even poured all my knowledge of magic into teaching you, alas. In the end, it was all for nothing...

Lin Mo felt a chill run down his spine from the stare, subconsciously touched his nose, and gave a dry laugh.

He turned to ask Zhao Gang and Long Zhan for help, only to find that the two old men had already left, having sensed something was wrong, and were quietly getting their food.

These two guys actually sold him out!

Left with no other choice, Lin Mo could only bite the bullet and explain:

"Well, the reason this transaction is so large is mainly because of that spatial ring; its strategic value is indeed tempting."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Elder Muyu spoke up quietly.

"Oh, Lord Lin Mo, is it possible that the World Tree seed of our Elven race has little use?"

"Does this mean that even a life-extending fruit isn't very useful?"

Kyle followed closely behind, his voice filled with the sorrow of being let down.

"My Holy Son, our Holy Human Race's permanent astral portal is still eagerly awaiting the Great Xia's summons."

Lin Mo: "..."

The centaur Grom glanced at the resentful Kyle and Elder Muyu, then at Lin Mo, who was caught in the middle and looked embarrassed.

He decided to remain silent and quietly added another large piece of roasted meat to his plate.

......

At the dinner table, Thorin, Grom, Elder Wood Whisper, and Kyle sat around Lin Mo.

Elder Muyu took out a small bottle from her bosom, poured most of the nectar inside onto her tofu pudding, and gently stirred it with a spoon, preparing the delicious treat she had been looking forward to.

Kyle returned with a plate of pickled green beans and soy sauce, just in time to see this scene, and paused in his actions.

He put the plate down, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Elder Muyu, you should try this: pickled cowpeas, dried radish, and a little soy sauce. That's the right way to eat it."

Elder Muyu shook her head, put a spoonful of tofu pudding coated in honey into her mouth, and her expression relaxed.

"Your Excellency Kyle, the perfect blend of the smooth texture of tofu pudding and the sweet aroma of honey is the ultimate delicacy."

He pushed the remaining half-bottle of nectar over.

"You can give it a try."

"Hmph, heretic!" Kyle scoffed.

"This way of eating deserves to be purified by holy light!"

Thorin, standing to the side, looked at the two of them and became interested. They were actually arguing over a piece of food?

He got up and got a bowl, took a sip, and found it bland and tasteless.

He glanced at the nectar in Elder Muyu's bowl, shook his head; he didn't like sweets.

He glanced at the sauce in Kyle's bowl, recalled the argument, and snorted heavily, even less willing to emulate this annoying charlatan.

He seemed to remember something, his eyes lit up, and he took out the Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) that Lin Mo had given him from his pocket.

He uncorked the bottle and poured it into the bowl.

The aroma of the baijiu instantly spread.

He stirred it a few times, scooped up a large spoonful, put it in his mouth, and chewed it.

"Hmm!"

"Fantastic! This is the kind of delicious food a man should enjoy!"

Thorin looked thoroughly enjoying himself.

Kyle: "..."

His fingers, which were gripping the spoon, were turning white.

Elder Muyu: "..."

He silently turned his head away, unable to bear looking any longer.

Lin Mo: "???"

No, tofu pudding with a strong liquor flavor?

Is that tasty?

Grom looked at this and then at that, his curiosity completely piqued.

He wanted to see what magic this dish possessed.

He got up, brought back a large bowl, took a bite, and smacked his lips.

Original flavor, as bland as water.

He thought about it and realized that the secret must lie in the ingredients.

Grom's dipping sauce contains some of his favorite things to eat with barbecue.

Chili powder, cumin, and a small dish of mustard.

He dumped all of these things into the bowl at once.

Kyle: "!!!"

He suddenly reached out, trying to stop him.

"Oh, God of Light, you cannot do this!"

But it is already late.

The orcs' mobility is beyond question.

Grom paused, then looked at Kyle with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong?"

Kyle's outstretched hand froze in mid-air before falling limply to the ground.

He closed his eyes, his face showing a mixture of despair and exhaustion.

"...It's okay, as long as you're happy."

Lin Mo was speechless; he couldn't understand how these natives could think like that.

His preconceived notions about food were crumbling.

The debate between the sweet and savory factions is still within the realm of understanding.

Now, drinking enthusiasts and barbecue enthusiasts have also emerged.

This could lead to a major conflict!

If this were transmitted back to Earth, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The biodiversity of Terra is finally reflected in its dietary habits.

Grom was completely oblivious to the strange atmosphere at the dinner table.

In full view of everyone, he scooped up a large spoonful and put it in his mouth.

The next second, he let out a satisfied groan.

"Oh, this is so delicious! I love this dish!"

Lin Mo rubbed his forehead upon seeing this.

Hopeless.

This world is beyond saving in every sense.

Zhao Gang and Long Zhan, who had been silently watching all this, lowered their heads and stopped looking, silently eating their rice.

However, the food they were used to eating tasted bland and tasteless at this moment.

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