Chapter 136: "Another Way to Relieve Stress"
Gelman and his party spent several more hours in the Arid River Valley, sampling everything nearby that looked edible with the enthusiasm of Shennong tasting a hundred herbs.
Buhara always sampled the food first. Once he confirmed it was safe for an ordinary person to eat, Menchi, the Gourmet Hunter, and Gelman, an ordinary diner, would each have a taste and offer their verdict.
Biscuit, the Jewel Hunter, judged things mostly by how appealing they looked, and flatly refused to try anything that seemed too bizarre.
The Grape Spider Eggs had filled her up, and once she was full, she could afford to be picky.
Slowly, the sun sank below the horizon. Night had been lurking around them for some time, and by the time they noticed, it had completely surrounded them.
Buhara brought over more firewood he had gathered nearby, then poured the grease of some unknown animal over it. Finally, Gelman lit it with his Flamethrower.
"The bonfire party is underway." Biscuit snapped a photo with her camera, then teased, "Gelman, what time is it now?"
Gelman took a pocket watch from beneath his black robe, checked it, and replied, "A little after eleven in the morning in the human world."
"So only eleven hours have passed." Biscuit sighed. It felt as if more than twenty hours had gone by. "It hasn't been dark for long. It's probably somewhere between five and seven in the evening here, right?"
"Less than five hours remain." Menchi sounded rather regretful. "Too bad Gelman doesn't have another Lantern. We can't explore any farther."
"That would be too risky," Buhara said, burping.
Menchi nodded. "I know. I'm just making an offhand complaint. All right, let's make the most of these last few hours and try the