"You know, this little thing actually tastes pretty good..."
A few hours after obtaining Food Luck, Fang Mo was happily sipping a drink through a straw.
It was a suspicious drink with a golden-green sheen. Half a lemon and plenty of ice cubes could vaguely be seen inside, yet Fang Mo wore a thoroughly delighted expression.
"As long as Master likes it."
Seeing this, A Xue smiled gently.
That was right—she had just mixed this drink herself. To test this so-called world's greatest Food Luck, Fang Mo had asked A Xue to make him a little sweet drink flavored with Essence Berry on the spot. Unexpectedly, she really did make it, and it tasted surprisingly good.
"M-Mr. Fang Mo..."
Almost at the same time, Komatsu slowly returned from the carriage on the other side, though he looked somewhat awkward. "I've put it on."
"Oh, good. As long as you've got it on."
Holding his Essence Berry special, Fang Mo turned and glanced at him before reminding him, "Remember not to take it off for no reason."
"But I can't take it off at all!"
Hearing that, Komatsu finally couldn't help complaining. "After I put it on, it feels like it disappeared. I can't feel it at all. Mr. Fang Mo, can this thing really be taken off?"
"Of course it can."
Fang Mo nodded as if it were only natural. "What kind of clothes can't be taken off? What, do you think it's leather gear?"
"Then... then how exactly do I take it off?"
Komatsu asked curiously.
"First, cut an opening in your skin with a knife, then pull it downward like you're skinning something." Fang Mo casually spread his hands. "But considering this thing is basically armor, if you want to cut open your skin... you'll probably have to