The snow was falling much harder than the weather forecast had predicted.
By the time Yu Sheng and the others started cooking hot pot, the snow outside had already turned into a steady, moderate snowfall. By the time Huli put in her beloved chicken meatballs, it had become heavy snow. When the streetlights came on, the wind picked up as well. The howling gusts swept through the old alleys of the old city, sending snowflakes flying through the streetlights and lending the view outside a hazy, dreamlike quality.
A group of people crowded into the "Special Operations Bureau outpost" disguised as a package pickup point, eating hot pot while watching the heavy snow fall outside through the window.
Halfway through the meal, Li Lin finally realized something was missing. He braved the wind and snow to haul back a case of beer from the small supermarket at the intersection. Yu Sheng, meanwhile, conveniently opened a door to Thousand Peaks Spirit Mountain and returned from Immortal Cuisine Hall with a pile of strange local delicacies, tossing them all into the pot.
In the steaming hot pot, immortal herbs wound around meatballs, while tofu skin wrapped spirit fruits. Sometimes spiritual light flashed wildly; sometimes steam billowed upward. Zheng Zhi held his chopsticks and watched for a long while before asking uneasily, "...Is it really okay to eat this?"
"No problem, no problem. I asked Xuan Che about it. They're all export-grade products, so ordinary people can eat them freely." Yu Sheng spoke casually as he helped Huli mix the sesame sauce in her bowl. "I also got a box of digestive pills from the alchemy room. We might need them later."
"But this stuff is glowing..."
"They added special effects on purpose. They sell it to outsiders for over twenty yuan more