Everyone had already seen the Braised Diced Mushrooms and Roasted Mushroom Cups. The aroma of one alone could make a person's whole body heat up; the other felt like fireworks going off inside their nose—and caused outright hallucinations.
Naturally, everyone was curious about the Chilled Mushroom Slices too.
What would they smell like? What effect would they have?
Everyone looked at Uriel. As he lifted the lid, they all instinctively took a deep breath, hoping to catch the scent.
But this time, the Chilled Mushroom Slices gave off no smell at all.
It was as though the cool spring water had locked every trace of aroma inside.
Whether the others were disappointed was another matter. Uriel picked up a fork, carefully took a slice, and put it in his mouth while clear water dripped from it.
The slice was thin, yet biting into it felt like biting into a fibrous piece of meat. His jaw worked visibly as he chewed.
As he chewed, waves of cold seeped from the mushroom and spread through every part of his body.
Within moments, he felt as if a cool breeze were blowing over him. More importantly, it passed through his skin and swept into his organs.
It was a strange sensation.
If someone asked Uriel whether the Chilled Mushroom Slices tasted good, he would have answered, "They don't taste like much. They just feel cold and crisp."
But he could not call them bad either. It was as if his sense of taste could no longer judge, while the cold had frozen his very concept of "bad"—and that freezing sensation kept spreading.
His entire body grew cool and refreshed.
Uriel could not describe it. The coolness held no chill, and every blood vessel in his body seemed to open. It was as if