"Thanks for all your hard work."
Before long, dusk fell.
Gauss and Alya had been busy all day, and only now had they finally gotten everything taken care of.
They had met with the middleman, discussed and finalized the details, and gone to the food workshop to commission some processing...
The jerky they'd paid a merchant to make would take a week to finish, even with the rush order. Under the normal process, it would take even longer.
And once it was finished, the final product would likely weigh considerably less, yielding only around two hundred pounds of compressed jerky.
Of course, that would still be enough to last Gauss a long time.
After all, this jerky made from the Corrosive Frog's prized thigh meat was an excellent high-calorie food.
Just a hundred grams made for quite a lot of chewing.
Of course, on future missions, he would still need to bring other food along. He could pack less hardtack, but he couldn't go without it entirely.
First, he needed to maintain a balanced diet and avoid subsisting on a single food for too long.
Second, although the monster jerky had no effect on him, Alya seemed unable to eat too much of it in a short time. Otherwise, her mouth would go so numb that she couldn't speak.
It was delicious, yet because her digestive system was so delicate, she couldn't eat much of it. Gauss genuinely felt sorry for her.
After sorting out the jerky, they had bought autumn and winter clothes and boots, viewed the house in person, and signed the contract...
After that whole string of errands, Gauss slumped in his chair, not wanting to move a muscle.
He felt that taking care of everyday chores was even more mentally exhausting than fighting monsters.
But when