Chapter 222 Winter Hunting Carnival at Sea
Zuo Shan was speechless when he saw that Linghu Yi, the messenger of the hurricane, had specially come to pick up the goods at mealtime.
Now that she's past the three-month newbie period on the Ninth Forum, this order requires a 30% shipping fee, which is already quite painful. Giving him a free meal on top of that just makes her less than happy.
However, she now had plenty of supplies and wasn't really short of a meal. Since it was lunchtime, she generously invited him to have lunch with her.
Linghu Yi waited for a whole month, and finally got another order from Zuo Shan.
The first two times I went to eat there for free, he gave me gifts under the guise of the forum. The first time, he gave me a toy that could be used as a means of transportation, and the second time, he gave me a can of reindeer milk powder.
But he couldn't keep using the same trick, so this time, he decided to try something different.
"Miss Zuo, have you heard of the Winter Hunting Carnival at Sea?" Linghu Yi asked.
"Please forgive my ignorance, I've never heard of it," Zuo Shan said honestly.
Linghu Yi took out two invitations with gold lettering and handed them to her, saying, "You know, in the first two months of the extreme cold, it's relatively easy to hunt mutated beasts."
However, after two months, the mutated beasts on land either hibernated in secluded valleys or caves, or went deep into the mountains, making them more difficult to hunt.
A hundred years ago, there was an adult who rose from the bottom to break through to the ninth level. He was very sympathetic to the difficult lives of low-level ability users, so he organized a grand winter hunt.
The winter hunt was conducted near shallow seas because most of the mutated sea creatures are not affected by the extreme cold and are active under the ice.
This lord is a metal-type ability user. He used his ability to carve many ice holes in the ice layer of the shallow sea and invited low-level ability users from outside the 40th district to go hunting for free.
They can use their special abilities or special fishing tools to catch mutated sea beasts of rank three or lower from the ice cave.
This person chartered a private plane to provide free transportation, and the prey caught belonged to the lower-level ability users, which greatly alleviated their food shortage in winter.
Later, to commemorate him, people designated the middle of the third month of the coldest period each year as the 10-day Sea Hunting Carnival.
As time went by, this sea winter hunting carnival gradually lost its original flavor.
Although invited lower-level ability users can still travel by free private jet, they must have an invitation issued by the organizers, which is naturally held by large families or powerful forces.
It just so happens that each member of our Hurricane Messenger group received two invitations, and those invited must be ability users below the fourth rank.
I don't have any relatives or friends below the fourth rank, so I'll give these two invitations to you and your sister; otherwise, they'd be a waste.
He explained in great detail; this was the most he had ever spoken since Zuo Shan had known him, which showed how truly a pity it was to waste the invitation.
"Since this opportunity is so rare, why don't you sell the invitations?" Zuo Shan asked.
“Each invitation is printed with a number. Sending out an invitation means that I am acting as a guarantor for the recipient. If the recipient causes any trouble at this sea winter hunting carnival, the organizers will hold me, the guarantor, accountable based on the number.”
Linghu Yi gave Zuo Shan a knowing look, and she indeed understood instantly.
If the person's character is questionable, Linghu Yi would definitely be uneasy sending out this invitation, fearing that the other party might cause him trouble.
"Mr. Linghu, may I ask what you mean by 'causing trouble'?" Zuo Shan asked humbly.
"At such grand gatherings, it's inevitable that some scions of powerful families will come to join in the fun. Some low-level ability users with bad character will take this opportunity to get close to them. For the sake of their future, they're capable of anything."
There are also some people who, in order to compete for prey, will take risks or harm their companions; in short, anything can happen.
"Of course, most people go there to broaden their horizons. After all, it's a rare opportunity to see the vast ocean and witness the bustling winter hunt," Linghu Yi explained patiently.
"I understand. Thank you for giving my sister and me this opportunity. We will bring back some sea creatures that can be cooked into a delicious meal. You can come over to eat them whenever it's convenient for you," Zuo Shan said gratefully.
If Linghu Yi hadn't told her, she wouldn't even have known that there was such a grand gathering on Green Algae Star.
However, before accepting the invitation, she first sent a message to consult the old housekeeper.
She quickly dialed back: "Oh dear! When people get old, their memory gets worse. Little Fan, if you hadn't mentioned it, I really wouldn't have remembered."
The safety of this winter hunt at sea is basically guaranteed. You and Lele should go and broaden your horizons. Don't worry about the plantation; I'll take good care of it for you.
"Okay, thank you for your trouble. I'll make you a seafood hot pot when we get back," Zuo Shan said.
After hanging up the call, Zuo Shan accepted the two invitations from Linghu Yi and even treated him to hot pot.
Ever since I tried this new way of eating hot pot at Zuo Shan last time, I've been craving it ever since. I'm so happy to finally have the chance to eat it again!
Linghu Yi was already thinking about what he should give her next time so he could legitimately freeload a meal. Maybe he should bring her a bottle of wine from before the Great Cataclysm, which was in his collection.
Although that thing is rare, it takes up quite a bit of space in the spatial storage, doesn't it?
In consideration of the two invitations, Zuo Shan treated him to hot pot and then gave him a plate of egg dumplings.
Linghu Yi was even more excited. He had eaten this dish at the baby's one-month celebration last time. When he left, Zuo Shan generously packed a plate for him. But no matter how much he tried to eat it sparingly, a plate couldn't last long!
Back then, he hoped she would list it for sale on the Ninth Forum, but unfortunately she didn't, so he couldn't buy it even if he wanted to.
It seems that the two invitations sent this time were to her liking, allowing him to once again enjoy the privilege of having his food taken home.
At the same time, Mortilan was busy dealing with some important family matters; his grandfather had become increasingly fond of being a hands-off manager in the past two years.
His father, who was supposed to take over his grandfather's work, became despondent after his mother's death, spending his days hiding in his mother's room, lamenting the passing of spring and autumn.
Out of necessity, his grandfather groomed him, his grandson, to be his successor at an early age.
Matt was frustrated when she called the adults for dinner twice without getting a response. So she took out the wild vegetable meatballs that Miss Left Fan had given her, took them to the kitchen, and had Aunt Laurie, the cook, steam them. She then served them to the adults.
Smelling the familiar aroma, Modiland finally put down what he was doing and said, "That woman's cooking is still the best. It's just a pity that we live too far away to often eat here."
Matt: Isn't your imagination running wild? It's making him drool.
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