"Go, go, go!" Mark grabbed Monica's wrist as if he wanted to shake off some dirt in his mind.
His movements weren't gentle, but they revealed an undeniable urgency: "Don't even think about lying down, come with me somewhere! Anna, you come too! Enzo, keep an eye on Xiao Mu, and by the way, find out where the best dwarf tavern in town is!"
"Ah? Where to? I also want to..." Enzo was interrupted by Mark before he could finish his protest.
"Aquatic Market!" Mark's eyes flickered with a strange light, a newly-empowered urge to explore that temporarily overcame his fatigue and headache. "I need 'materials' to test something new! Go buy some wine!"
Monica staggered as he pulled her, a hint of helplessness flashing across her wine-red pupils, but the curiosity unique to an appraiser was also aroused.
After all, the appraisal introduction and what you actually see are two completely different experiences.
Anna silently followed the two of them out of the hotel.
The seafood market in Anchor Bay City is one of the beating hearts of this port city, and it is also the place where the smells and sounds are the strongest.
Under the huge roof, stalls are lined up one after another, and the ground is always wet.
A mixture of sea water, melted ice, fish blood and offal slime.
The air seemed to be frozen with a salty smell, and every breath felt like swallowing sea water.
Silvery hairtail, plump sea bass, lobsters waving their giant claws, shrimps jumping futilely in the bucket, oysters and scallops piled up like mountains, and deep-sea fish of various shapes and shapes that are hard to name...
It is dazzling, full of vitality, but also filled with the smell of death.
The vendors' loud shouts, the sounds of bargaining, the muffled sound of fishmongers chopping bones, the clatter of ice breaking, and the customers' exclamations and complaints merged into a deafening symphony.
Mark took a deep breath. This pungent environment was like a shot of adrenaline, making the fragments of knowledge about the Soul Harmonizer in his mind more active.
He let go of Monica and glanced quickly between the crowded and noisy stalls.
The Soul Harmonizer's perception is like invisible tentacles, extending to the lives swimming in the tanks or basins.
In his perception, the energy of most seafood was either active or flowing smoothly, lacking the "conflict" or "harmony" he wanted to test.
Suddenly, he stopped in front of a fishmonger's stall.
In the water tank in the corner of the stall, several sturdy sea bass with blue-gray backs and silver-white bellies are swinging their tail fins vigorously, full of energy.
One of the largest sea bass caught Mark's attention.
This fish also looks alive and swims powerfully.
But in Mark's perception, there was an imperceptible restlessness in its body.
The flow of its life energy appears to be abnormally excited in some parts of the body, while it is somewhat sluggish in other areas close to the internal organs.
This is a typical symptom of being unable to digest magic power of a different attribute after swallowing it.
Although not fatal, it will greatly affect the purity of the meat and the final flavor level, making it difficult to reach its optimal state.
Therefore, in the "chef" profession of the Holy Dragon Continent, this kind of overly active food will be immediately discarded once it is detected that there is alien magic power in the body.
Of course, they are not pursuing a more perfect taste.
It's simply because the extra mana might affect the food's nutritional value...
As for Mark, there is not so much to consider!
Everything should be delicious first.
"Boss, I want this biggest sea bass. I want it alive."
Mark pointed at the fish with a firm tone.
The fishmonger skillfully used a scoop net to scoop out the energetic sea bass, which was still struggling in the net.
Mark paid and carefully took the sea bass, which was held by a wet straw rope through the gills.
The fish is cool and smooth, full of power.
Back in the kitchen of the Surge Inn, Mark quickly started preparing.
Stoves, steamers, seasonings, and side dishes would hardly meet Mark's Chinese kitchen requirements in any kitchen on the Holy Dragon Continent.
But it is a relatively wealthy small town after all, and the stove in the hotel kitchen is at least enough for Mark to use.
Enzo had already prepared a complete set of kitchen knives, steamers, etc. for Mark.
Now you can use it after just rinsing it with hot water.
Mark asked the hotel owner for fresh ginger, onions and green peppers to prepare the side dishes.
Seeing this, anyone who knows Chinese food should understand what Mark is going to do.
Steamed sea bass, of course.
However, the most indispensable ingredient for steamed sea bass is steamed fish soy sauce, which is a kind of soy sauce.
But looking at the entire Holy Dragon Continent, there is no such thing as soy sauce at all.
In the past, when Mark tried to make Chinese food, he deliberately avoided situations where complex seasonings were needed.
Even the cucumber salad is simplified to the extreme.
But now he wants to try whether the skills he has acquired can give his ingredients more possibilities.
The first step in soul reconciliation processing is crucial.
Mark didn't just stun or bleed the sea bass like most chefs would.
He placed the sea bass in a large, clean basin filled with fresh water.
Just like the method.
Mark's hands hung above the water, palms facing down.
He closed his eyes and concentrated on sensing the chaotic energy flow in the sea bass in the basin.
The bright white energy that was excited by the accumulation of alien magic was like a restless electric current, while the stagnant gray magic in several places was like a blocked river.
Mark carefully guided his own magic power to penetrate into the fish's body.
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