The Surge Inn Kitchen.
"...The last dish is winter melon and pork ribs soup."
Mark's voice was strangely calm, as if isolated from all the noise from the outside world.
He took off the lid of the casserole.
Thick white steam mixed with an indescribable rich and delicious aroma swept through the entire kitchen like an explosion, even penetrating the cracks in the door and spreading to the hotel corridor.
In the pot, the clear soup base is slightly milky white, and the large pieces of pork ribs are stewed until the bones are crispy and the meat is tender.
The winter melon cubes are a translucent, warm jade color that almost melts in your mouth.
A few bright red wolfberries dotted in between add a touch of bright color.
There are only a few golden oil spots floating on the surface of the soup, which is refreshing and not greasy.
This is the most simple and unpretentious home-cooked taste, but it is created by the skillful hands of Mark [Soul Harmonizer].
It perfectly blends the richness of spare ribs, the sweetness of winter melon, and the spicy aroma of ginger slices, and quietly injects a weak energy that soothes the mind and dispels dampness and cold.
The aroma of the clear soup carried the magical power that only a chef could bestow. It instantly soothed the irritability of everyone in the hotel who was disturbed by the mirage's wail, and also slightly eased the solemnity between Anna and Monica's brows.
"Let's eat!" Mark served the first bowl of soup, the milky white soup dotted with emerald green onions.
Anchor Bay City has its own vested interest groups to protect it. As an outsider, since Mark has accepted the apology from the Haichao Chamber of Commerce, he has no reason to interfere in other people's family affairs.
Anyway, Team Mark won't stay in Anchor Bay City for long.
If they really wanted to help these people in Anchor Bay City, they might even blame Mark's team for stealing monsters!
Of course, if the people of Anchor Bay City cannot solve the problem in the end, then the priests and adventurers of justice.
It's not a bad idea for Mark's team to accept some rewards and rescue Anchor Bay City out of humanitarianism.
Something that the Haichao Chamber of Commerce could keep so tightly under wraps...
It also has hallucinogenic and addictive effects, so it must be a good thing of a high level.
Even if it can't be sold at a high price, Monica can use it to research and improve her knowledge of identification.
Of course, if there really is a risk that Mark's team cannot handle, they will not use their full strength like they did in Osborne Town.
Extreme mutations and the like can be done in the Warcraft Mountains.
Put that kind of thing in a big city.
That really shows that they don't take the Church of Holy Light seriously enough.
Didn’t you see that when Lord Seraph was in the wild, he pretended not to see Enzo, Monica and Anna who had undergone extreme mutations?
This isn't something that involves the core issues of the sect. Do you really think that the angels will be as stubborn as those fanatics and will keep clinging to opponents of different camps?
The place where they live is "heaven". If they go to heaven, they still need to fight against the "heretic" church all the time.
Then what's the point of staying in this heaven?
Can that still be called heaven?
…
West of Anchor Bay City Wharf, near the underground sewer exit and warehouse gate of the "Blue Shell" warehouse.
Almost at the same moment, the aroma of Mark's team's bowl of winter melon and pork ribs soup spread!
In the western area of Anchor Bay City Pier, the iron fence of a hidden underground sewer exit near the "Blue Shell" warehouse was suddenly knocked open from the inside by a huge force!
The rusted iron bars twisted and broke, making a harsh metallic groan.
Four muscular and soaking wet elite members of the Haichao Chamber of Commerce's "Whaling Team" wearing sharkskin water suits, carried a heavy sealed water tank that continuously oozed out cold and salty water vapor, and rushed out of the dark waterway in a panic like frightened water ghosts!
The tank shook violently, and from inside came dull thumping sounds and the irritable hissing characteristic of larval sea mirages.
The sticky secretions with a lavender halo continued to seep out from the cracks in the water tank, dripping onto the wet ground, emitting an even stronger sweet and musky scent.
"Quick! Quick! Load the cart! Go to the spare dock at Pier 3!"
The leading whaling captain's face turned pale as he screamed into the intercom crystal, his voice distorted due to excessive tension.
He keenly felt the terrifying pressure in the air that came from the deep sea, as well as the increasingly frantic movements of the larval sea mirage!
He was not without experience in this kind of thing. Just ten years ago, a similar situation occurred when a whaling team brought a young sea mirage a little closer to the open sea!
If he remembered correctly, they were saved because a legendary leader from the War Church happened to pass by!
There are no legendary bosses in Anchor Bay City now!
Their Haichao Chamber of Commerce doesn’t even have a legendary boss in charge!
Just as they were frantically transferring the heavy water tank to a flatbed trailer covered with a thick tarpaulin that had been prepared long ago—
“Boom!!!”
The thick alloy door of the "Blue Shell" warehouse, which was blessed with protective magic, was violently blasted open by a heavy battering ram filled with magical power!
Wood chips and metal fragments flew everywhere!
"Go in! Find their drug den!"
"For Anchor Bay! For survival!"
"Bastards from the Haichao Chamber of Commerce! Get out here!"
The angry roar surged in like a tsunami!
Led by the old fishermen's president of Anchor Bay City, there are dozens of local Chamber of Commerce experts who have been forced into a desperate situation, and angry dock workers.
Armed with harpoons, machetes, and crude enchanted weapons, they rushed into the warehouse with red eyes like a flood bursting through a dam!
Then, the people who rushed into the warehouse just stared blankly at the whaling team and the things they surrounded.
They saw a huge water tank deep in the warehouse, which contained a strange monster and had slippery slime and a faint blue glow on its surface.
As the faint light on the surface of the strange monster shrank, they seemed to finally hear clearly that the "whistle" coming from the sea was the cry of some creature!
Amidst the shouting, they only noticed that the enemies of the Haichao Chamber of Commerce's Whaling Team were looking at them as if they were idiots!
Time seems to freeze at this moment.
The air was filled with a sweet musk.
An angry crowd at the warehouse door.
The monster water tank was carried in the warehouse, like a whaler caught in bed.
And... on the distant sea surface, the adult sea mirage let out a terrifying cry that pierced the soul, carrying endless anger and desire in search of its young!
Conflict is about to happen!
In the Surge Hotel, Mark just put a spoonful of warm and delicious winter melon soup into his mouth.
The moment the soup slid down his throat, his hand holding the spoon suddenly stopped!
The ribs were cooked to perfection, the meat and bones separated easily, and the ribs were fully soaked up the richness of the broth.
The winter melon pieces are translucent, warm jade color, and almost melt in your mouth, leaving only a sweet aftertaste.
This most simple and unpretentious home-cooked taste is perfectly blended with the mellowness, sweetness and spiciness of the original ingredients through his skillful hands as the "Soul Harmonizer".
Even if the sky falls outside, it can't stop Mark from finishing the bowl of soup!
"Wow~ It's really delicious! Is this the world of a professional chef..."
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