"A whole warrior's corpse—that's gold coins! But minced meat? That's nothing! Even the undead don't have a hobby of stockpiling minced human flesh for sauce! Even those undead high lords with peculiar tastes, when they occasionally enjoy a tender little veal steak, use ordinary sauces like mushroom sauce, black pepper sauce, or tomato sauce. Human-meat sauce? Oh, come on—they're not evil dragons!"
The corner of Lin Qi's mouth twitched fiercely. This topic was far too heavy in flavor.
Then Lin Qi recalled the scene of the hundred-odd nonhuman demigods under Icefield Deer God Asenbirs, lifting enormous chunks of land and slamming the entire Black Crow Gorge defensive line into the earth. Indeed, under that kind of attack, the millions of human soldiers killed and wounded had all become minced meat!
And minced meat—these people from the Hyena Merchant Association would have no interest in it whatsoever!
"So, the next time you join a battle, you must take care to ensure that the bodies of fallen soldiers remain more or less intact!"
Karhan looked at Lin Qi with great solemnity. "Like General Ente Malte, cutting off the heads of orc soldiers is also a severe waste! He could pierce those orcs' hearts, sever their arteries, or kill them by other means!"
"But once their heads are cut off, the corpses of those orcs with damaged cervical vertebrae lose more than half their value, dear Sir Wan En Longshan!"
"Though the name Hyena Merchant Association may not sound very pleasant, we have our professional ethics too. We do our utmost to provide all our clients with goods in the most perfect condition. And orcs whose heads have been chopped off—of course, I admit that dead orcs are the best orcs, but headless orcs are no longer perfect dead orcs!"
Karhan's upside-down, muddled