If Fang Hua knew, wouldn't he kill him?
However, without the sexual techniques, he probably wouldn't have died so tragically.
Consider it a sacrifice for the mission.
One by one, the people around them disappeared, and those who caused trouble were quickly subdued. These orcs had given them some kind of medicine that could limit their supernatural abilities.
Fang Rong was the only exception, which meant that he bore a heavy responsibility. Everyone else was unable to cause trouble, but he was the only one who could.
However, that fire dragon is too powerful; we definitely can't beat it in a battle of superpowers, so we can only compete in other areas.
Actually, his fire ability isn't that powerful. The key is that his fire ability contains many other things, such as the ability to corrode things and the property of being difficult to extinguish, which seems to be related to the flower he eats.
I heard that flower only grows in swamps. Although it is incredibly beautiful, it is poisonous and will kill you if you eat it. But this guy has been eating it since he was a child and he is still fine.
Although there were many dragons in his race, he was the only one with fire, so he naturally became the king and led the entire race.
We need to think about what we can compete with him on.
Fang Rong's only skill is cooking, which might be useful in these kinds of situations.
As he was pondering what to say, he found himself all alone. The dragon stepped over to his side and extended its hand in invitation.
They didn't just pick him up and pack him up like they would with other people; they showed him a lot of respect.
It's still a mystery what exactly is so attractive about him. Why is this guy so obsessed with him?
Fang Rong sighed and placed his hand in Fang Rong's palm. The fire dragon reached out and pulled him into its arms, looking down at him from its height advantage.
"Stay away from me." Fang Rong reached out and pushed him. He was still confused. What had he done to lure this guy here?
The fire dragon was sensible and moved a little further away from him, but it still didn't let go of his hand.
The two approached an old man who was holding red paint and tried to smear it on Fang Rong's forehead, but Fang Rong turned her head away.
He turned to face the Imperial soldiers who had completely submitted to the orc world and spoke, "Could you translate for me? I have something to say."
The group exchanged glances, then looked first at the fire dragon.
The fire dragon nodded, looking quite interested.
“Sure, go ahead and say it,” said one of the taller men.
Fang Rong nodded and raised her voice, "How can such a joyous day be without a banquet? According to our human understanding, not having a banquet is equivalent to marrying into poverty, and there will be no happiness."
The tall man spoke to the fire dragon in the orc language.
The fire dragon nodded, signaling him to continue.
"I happen to be a chef and know how to cook a few banquet dishes. Why don't I show off my skills and add some good luck to the wedding?" Fang Rong said nervously.
He was a little afraid that the fire dragon would see through his thoughts and refuse.
Cooking without superpowers takes a lot of time. It would take two or three hours to serve all the dishes at the banquet, one by one. Plus, there are no ingredients here, and it would take a lot of time to gather them. If the fire dragon agrees, it can easily drag things out for four or five hours.
The fire dragon didn't seem to know what a banquet was either. After the tall man explained it to him, the dragon looked on expectantly and muttered something to itself. The others immediately sprang into action.
"The king agreed," the tall man translated for Fang Rong.
"That's great!" Fang Rong's face lit up with joy.
There are quite a few ingredients needed to hold a banquet, including chicken, duck, fish and meat. He showed the fire dragon what the ingredients looked like, and if it recognized them, it would nod and let the others catch them.
He shook his head if he didn't recognize it. Among the chicken, duck, fish and meat, there was only chicken and duck, but he then pointed to a larger one, as if to say that there was a larger one.
Fang Rong nodded, thinking that she might as well try anything, as making one more dish would buy her a little more time.
He also listed some seafood, including shrimp, crab, turtle, conch, jellyfish, squid, clams, and shellfish—basically anything caught from the sea.
They also brought back some land animals and flying animals, especially the ones they usually eat.
The fire dragon cooperated, shouting loudly, and instantly countless dragons flew out to search for food.
Since the females weren't used to eating meat, they would usually bring some vegetables. Fang Rong also asked them to bring all the vegetables they usually ate, since the more vegetables there were, the more choices he would have.
With more dishes, more plates and pots would be needed. Considering the soup to be made, Fang Rong told them to go home and bring out their own pots, pans, and china.
They don't know how to use iron here; everything, from pots to pans, is made of ceramic.
Fang Rong gestured to the fire dragon, then asked the tall guy to translate, and finally they made a big pot together. It was made by two gold dragons working together.
Considering that there are a lot of people this time, and if everyone is taken care of, it would take seven or eight tables, so the washing of vegetables and other tasks were handed over to others, and Fang Rong only needed to cook.
Among those superhumans who were forced into marriage were those who praised his good idea. This would buy them about five or six hours, and with the food and drinks, it would probably be around four or five in the morning.
Fang Rong directed the setting up of the pots and boiling water, which would be used to wash the meat later. There was also another pot for stewing the meat, and a separate pot would be used to stew the fish soup.
After counting everything, Yili set up seven or eight pots, and making these pots exhausted the metal-type ability users and the dragon.
He also requested that a steaming rack be made for stewing dishes, which would require bamboo. There was a bamboo forest there, and the military area's dormitories were built with bamboo.
Bamboo needs to be dried in the sun, and it's also troublesome to weave. Fortunately, some skillful females passed the technique down from generation to generation.
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