Break through the outer mud shell, then open the leaf wrapping, and golden light bursts forth before El's eyes.
"A glowing dish for the first time? Great, it seems my cooking skills are still pretty good after all."
The chicken skin was golden brown, the meat was white, and some oil was dripping out, giving off a rich meaty aroma.
"I can't hold back anymore, let's eat first."
Since things have come to this, let's eat first.
Pick off a chicken leg, about the size of El's forearm, full of meat. Take a bite, and you'll experience the perfect harmony of spices, the chicken's own juices, and that chewy, vibrant flavor.
The battle with the mountain giant had slightly depleted his energy, but it seems that this bite of meat has almost restored it.
"Delicious, so delicious..."
The dwarves watching witnessed what a true whirlwind was like; a beggar's chicken, about the same size as them, couldn't even last five minutes in El's hands.
"As expected of a hero, not only is his fighting ability extraordinary, but his eating speed is also different from everyone else's."
"Indeed, we should write down these things after we finish eating; that's what a true hero's story is all about."
Those brave adventurers breaking into houses and searching for chests everywhere—it's clearly a tale from unofficial history, utterly absurd.
"Hey, hey, hey, you guys are still cutting my flesh! Can you be a little more careful? It hurts me a lot if your hand shakes!"
The dwarves were still chatting when the vampire next to them protested, because their distraction was giving it a very bad experience.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, let's continue."
"Hmph, hmph, hmph, ughhhhh..."
The vampire closed its eyes and opened its mouth, its painful screams echoing throughout the celebration venue.
This victory celebration lasted a bit shorter than the last one because the demons on the dwarven front ran away faster.
Realizing that the Rock King was finished and that a pair of demons had not returned, presumably dead, the remaining demons chose to retreat.
"We're not running away, we're just moving backward!" This statement came from some great demon.
[You feel the time is almost up. As a qualified hero, there are still a few places you need to visit on your journey to defeat the Demon King.]
We should also visit the territories of the elves and orcs.
Otherwise, simply defeating the Demon King after taking down two Heavenly Kings feels like it's missing something.
Before leaving, you received a gift from the dwarves: a set of exquisitely crafted dwarven kitchen utensils and a special piece of equipment.
"This is amazing, I love it!"
An extra set of spatulas had been added to his spatial equipment; he had drawn the design himself and had the dwarves forge it.
Although the dwarven craftsmen's expressions were somewhat subtle when they received El's request.
This set of kitchen utensils is said to use special technology, has an extremely long lifespan, and can adapt to different cooking needs.
As for the other gift...
A seeder, which looks no different from other magical machines, is powered by the core of the mountain giant Lawrence.
"The core of the Mountain Giants is to promote the improvement of land quality through resonance with the earth."
At the same time, it can also strengthen oneself, which can be described as a win-win virtuous cycle.
Through this machine, I can also use the enhancements I gain from the core to nourish the earth.
In other words, with faster speed and higher quality, the working environment of this seeder will accelerate crop growth and result in extremely high quality!
Al was quite proud of this, as he had designed the machine himself.
In other words, Lawrence's consciousness was sealed, preventing him from perceiving the outside world; otherwise, he probably would have been cursing and swearing.
As one of the four Heavenly Kings of the Demon Clan, the Rock King and the Mountain Giant, how could you use it to farm?
Is there no justice left? Is there no law left?
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