Snowflake Rabbit Stew

"This feeling... is wonderful."

Tang Qi stood before the windowsill, bathed in warm sunlight. All the gloom had been Swept Away, and he felt better than ever before.

The strange interface before his eyes had changed.

Name: Tang Qi.

Status: Normal.

Race: Human.

Skill: Golden Furnace Meditation Method.

Information Fragment: This is an ancient Meditation Method. Visualize the golden sun, and your soul will enter the furnace, ascending through burning.

"A cultivation method?"

Tang Qi suppressed the joy in his heart. Although he had killed Old Morgan, the evil old butler, Samira behind him still cast a huge shadow over Tang Qi's future. Even Old Morgan's Diary alone revealed a glimpse of just how terrifying that old witch Samira was.

Still an ordinary person, Tang Qi did not dare imagine what would happen if that family came seeking revenge.

The inherited family fortune left by the original owner gave Tang Qi no sense of security at all. He had not even deliberately thought about it until now.

Yet this newly acquired supernatural cultivation method was a Light of Hope that lifted Tang Qi's spirits.

Should he start cultivating now?

Tang Qi turned to look at Old Morgan's corpse on the floor, the evil ritual, the extinguished red candles, and the bizarre Soul Exchange Scale. Ordinary people would probably find it difficult to remain calm in such an environment, but Tang Qi merely smiled faintly and sat cross-legged beneath the windowsill in the sunlight.

Without Hesitation, he followed the method in the Information Fragment and began visualizing that golden sun in his mind.

The Parchment Scroll was gone, but strangely enough, every detail of the sun totem remained incomparably clear in Tang Qi's mind, down to the finest detail.

With a single thought from Tang Qi, that sun began taking shape Bit by Bit in his mind. Golden lines and strange, ancient runes appeared, as though some primitive, wise ancestor were facing the sun and painting the faith in his heart upon stone.

The instant the sun took shape, its Golden Flame swelled like the entrance to a Dream World, exploding in an instant and drawing all of Tang Qi's thoughts inside.

What followed was a wondrous sight Tang Qi had never experienced before.

He seemed to have become a golden sun, hanging high above the void. Endless flames radiated from him, carrying a warm and vast aura. Within that boundless void, many Grotesque and Bizarre things seemed to sweep toward him from unknown places.

There was Pitch Black mist, gray streams, hazy roaring beasts, seas of flowers that drew the eye... Every single one held an enormous attraction for Tang Qi.

But the moment they touched the Golden Flame, they burned away completely, Without Any exception.

As the Weird and Wonderful things burned away, a golden point of light was born. Like a mote of dust, it automatically flew into Tang Qi's body, the center of the flames. A warmth that could not be ignored made Tang Qi almost moan aloud.

Comfortable!

Fun!

That was how Tang Qi felt at the moment. The supernatural experience he had imagined would be unbearably painful never Appeared. On the contrary, the pleasant sensation immediately immersed him in it.

It was like playing a game of Collecting golden points of light, and he never tired of it.

In this state, Tang Qi forgot his surroundings and became completely Immersed.

Time passed swiftly.

"Ha!"

Who knew how much time had passed when Tang Qi suddenly felt an unbearable heat rise within his head. The sensation was like touching a branding iron, and it instantly jolted him awake.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a hazy pale-purple moon slowly vanishing.

At the horizon, a new sun was slowly rising.

What was going on? Had time reversed?

Instinctively, Tang Qi looked at the wall clock in the study. His pupils immediately contracted slightly, and he said in surprise, "A whole day and night have passed."

Tang Qi found it incredible. He had sat cross-legged beneath the windowsill for an entire day and night. By all rights, his back should have ached and his legs should have gone numb long ago.

Yet all Tang Qi felt now was better than ever before.

Not only did his body feel no soreness whatsoever, but his mind was free of fatigue as well.

Most incredible of all, Tang Qi could sense that something seemed to have Appeared in his mind.

Without getting up, he focused his mind. With a whoosh, the void shifted before his eyes, and Tang Qi saw his Mental Sea. Within that world of emptiness, points of golden light drifted up and down like fireflies.

Yet when he pulled back again, those golden lights immediately seemed tiny compared to the vast Mental Sea.

Even so, Tang Qi was still delighted. These golden points of light were undoubtedly Supernatural Power.

It was just that Tang Qi had no corresponding way to use them yet.

"Since this power was born after cultivating the Meditation Method, perhaps this is all Mental Power?"

Tang Qi made a guess, then could not help testing it himself.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he stared until his eyes grew tired, he could not move even a single pencil. His strength and speed were unchanged as well.

So Tang Qi's gaze drifted involuntarily toward the diary Old Morgan had left behind.

It recorded more than a dozen spells.

Although most were evil spells that required complex rituals to prepare, there were still a few special spells that could be cast using magic power alone.

But Tang Qi quickly shook his head and dismissed the idea.

Aside from not knowing whether the golden points of light he had cultivated met the definition of "magic power" in those spells, there was another reason he was even more wary.

According to Old Morgan's Diary, every spell he knew had come from his Mother.

An old witch named "Samira," who had once been a shaman of a mysterious tribe on the Saha Continent. She possessed a fearsome reputation and immense prestige in that region.

If he used those spells, Samira might very well sense it.

Tang Qi had only just entered the Supernatural Realm. He was nowhere near prepared to face the revenge of a Dark Witchcraft family, so he could only put the matter aside for now.

Of course, succeeding on his first cultivation attempt still brought a smile to Tang Qi's face. In his heart, he guessed, This strange Cheat System of mine doesn't seem so simple either. Since the Golden Furnace Meditation Method has been lost for so many years, it certainly can't be easy to cultivate.

I succeeded on my first try. Either I'm some legendary peerless genius, or it's because the Meditation Method was turned into a skill earlier.

Since it's a skill, as long as my state is fine, succeeding every time is inevitable.

Muttering to himself, Tang Qi slowly rose to his feet. He stepped over Old Morgan, whose corpse had already entered rigor mortis, then left the study and headed straight for the kitchen according to the memory fragments.

Along the way, the familiar yet unfamiliar sights stirred up more memory fragments in Tang Qi's mind. Scene after scene helped him better understand the original owner while continually deepening his understanding of this Brand New world.

Outside the study was a corridor hung with many paintings, followed by a classical solid-wood staircase and a simple yet grand hall. The layout was not at all empty and instead showed the owner's refined taste. Yet because not a single Figure besides Tang Qi himself could be seen, the entire villa felt incomparably cold and quiet.

Tang Qi recalled things briefly and understood the reason. There had originally been several servants here: a Cook, a gardener, and two elderly Maids responsible for cleaning. But Old Morgan had sent them all away on a long vacation.

Now it seemed obvious that this had been done to make murder more convenient.

Tang Qi could call the servants back by telephone, but he could not wait any longer.

After cultivating for a day and night, his Mental State was incomparably full, and there was nothing wrong with his body. But the hunger in his belly was like a beast about to break free.

With no time to admire the villa's understated luxury, Tang Qi crossed the hall and entered the kitchen at the back.

Rather than scrambling about in search of things, Tang Qi recalled a few Details and got to work.

He first stepped up to the enormous refrigerator. With a click, he opened it. After feeling around for a moment, he took out a piece of bright red meat. Through the billowing chill, he could See Clearly that it resembled snowflake beef, a slab of meat Covered With snowflake-like marbling.

After weighing it in his hand, Tang Qi placed it on the cutting board before him with satisfaction. He turned and took several potatoes, an onion, something like a carrot, and a few green vegetables from the nearby vegetable rack. After setting them down, he casually brought over an elaborate-looking spice box as well.

After silently looking over the ingredients and deciding everything was ready, Tang Qi snapped on the fire. Beneath a stone-pot-like cooking vessel, blue-violet flames rose. He added water, then began cutting on the other side. Although it was his first time cooking with this Brand New body, things seemed to fit together unexpectedly well for some reason.

Once the chopping sounds ended, every ingredient on the cutting board had been prepared, and the water had just come to a boil. Tang Qi moved both hands, smoothly placing all the ingredients inside, including the entire piece of Snowflake Rabbit Meat.

He opened the spice box and, following the memories in his mind, muttered as he quickly added various strange spices to the stone pot.

Afterward, Tang Qi put down the lid, and something magical soon happened.

Ten seconds. Only ten seconds.

Tang Qi abruptly lifted the lid. With a whoosh, an incomparably rich fragrance surged out of the stone pot.

It was an irresistible scent that made one's mouth water. Tang Qi did not even prepare a bowl or chopsticks. He roughly lifted the stone pot and placed it on the enormous dining table. The silver spoon he had brought along plunged inside, and he scooped up a mouthful of soup and sent it toward his lips.

Before it even entered his mouth, the special aroma had already stimulated a torrent of saliva. When that mouthful of rich soup, glowing faintly red, entered his mouth and flowed down his throat, the lingering flavor seemed to awaken every taste bud. Tang Qi immediately let out a long, satisfied breath.

Whew!

Fragrant. So fragrant. So delicious.

At that moment, Tang Qi's heart was full of emotion. Unlike the joy brought by gaining Supernatural Power, this was the happiness of delicious food entering his stomach. Already starving, Tang Qi could not wait any longer. He waved the silver spoon rapidly and devoured every bit of food and soup in the stone pot.

After the final mouthful entered his stomach, Tang Qi put down the spoon and leaned back in his chair with a satisfied expression. Looking at the completely empty stone pot before him, he indeed found no trace of meat. He could not help exclaiming, "Snowflake Rabbit Stew uses fine Snowflake Rabbit Meat paired with fresh seasonal vegetables and special spices to make an incomparably delicious rich soup."

"Most importantly, when Snowflake Rabbit Meat is cooked in a stone pot, it turns into essence and melts into the soup within ten seconds. Drinking the soup is the same as eating the meat. It's incredibly magical."

"According to the original owner's memories, such magical dishes do not seem to be rare."

"If that's the case, the humans of this world are simply too fortunate. It may not compare to worlds with glowing dishes or drug-infused dishes, but it can still be considered a wonderful world for food lovers."

After sighing a few times, Tang Qi cleaned up the tableware.

After muttering, "The better the life, the more it needs a strong foundation," Tang Qi did not slow his steps in the slightest. Nor did he intend to continue admiring the luxurious villa. He headed straight for the study.