Finally.
Heicha Zhuoma's plan did not succeed.
Just as the old man in the bamboo hat was about to give out, a... a chubby, furry gentleman descended from the sky, holding a bamboo pole and with a wine gourd at his waist.
In just a few moves, he defeated the group of villains.
Then, the胖子 came before the old man, took down the wine gourd from his waist, and poured it onto the wounds.
"Who are you..."
The胖子 said, "I'm just a humble cook from Purple Bamboo Forest. You can call me Black Hair or Chef Mao. Don't move. This wine is medicinal wine brewed by mountain monkeys. It has miraculous effects for wounds and detoxification."
The old man sniffed the aroma of the wine, and his mouth involuntarily watered.
His stomach also rumbled uncontrollably.
Black Hair smiled naively and took out another rice ball with dates on top.
"Are you hungry? Eat up."
Upon seeing the rice ball, the old man immediately took it. Just as he brought it to his lips, he hesitated.
"Why aren't you eating?"
The old man gave a wry smile. "There are many old, young, women, and children in my clan. Many of them are on the verge of collapse. This food should be given to them. My old bones can still last a couple of days."
"The feeling of hunger is unbearable..."
Black Hair comforted him, "Don't worry. I'm here for you this time. Relax, with me here, no one will go hungry."
"For us!"
The old man was excited. "How many of you are there?"
"What 'you'? It's just me."
The old man's spirits fell. "Chef Mao, you may not know this, but there are hundreds of thousands of us. And we've taken the wrong path. Even a month won't be enough to reach our destination. I can see you're no ordinary person, but this kind of number is beyond what one person can handle."
Black Hair didn't explain anything. He simply let out a whistle, and in the distance, a... celestial crane flew over?
A majestic auspicious sign from the clouds!
A crane-shaped flying creature with the ability to control clouds.
Capture Level: 85.
Wingspan: 1410 meters.
Weight: 155.4 tons.
Lift Capacity: 1.15 million tons.
That's right.
The lifting capacity is nearly ten thousand times its own weight, and Black Hair possesses more than one such celestial crane.
While the old man stared in dumbfounded amazement, Black Hair rubbed his fists and said, "Call out your clansmen. The food will be ready soon."
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The ground trembled slightly.
Elder Mo looked into the distance with a hint of confusion. "Strange, the Earthquake Monitoring Bureau didn't report any severe crustal movement recently. Why is there a tremor?"
Considering the recent unrest, Elder Mo concluded that it might be caused by human factors. A disturbance of this magnitude was practically a provocation to the guardians of the Human Realm. It was infuriating to have something like this happen within his own territory.
At this moment, Zhang Wei was also busy wrapping things up.
He added ingredients to the Xuán Hú once more, and the Happiness Flower was approaching the million mark!
"Wait a moment, I'll go with you."
"Zhang Wei... why are you coming with me?"
Zhang Wei responded, "At this juncture, I can't help but suspect that the one causing this earthquake might be a chef who has returned from the Gourmet World."
Elder Mo initially intended to refuse.
However, upon hearing about the Dragon Chef Ao Xing of the Sea Dragon Man tribe.
If it was possible to summon wind and rain, then causing an earthquake through cooking was not entirely unacceptable.
They flew through the air, and Zhang Wei sped forward like a gust of wind and thunder.
Fifteen minutes later, Elder Mo looked towards the epicenter and almost spat out a mouthful of blood, exclaiming in horror, "What on earth is this?"
Zhang Wei was equally awestruck by the sheer scale and power.
"Elder Mo, you've been to the Gourmet World many times and seen much. Have you never witnessed anything like this?"
"This... I've never seen such a cooking technique..."