"Dad, can you even do this?"
Beneath Fang Mo, Little Momo couldn't help complaining disdainfully. "I trusted you so much, and yet you can't even find the right place..."
"Will you shut up already?"
Fang Mo sat cross-legged atop the broad dragon's back, studying a map with his head lowered. "Normally, every place I've been automatically gets mapped out. Getting lost should be impossible. But I've never been to this damn place, and the shitty map Zebra gave me seems to have issues too... How is that my fault?"
"Dad, real powerhouses don't make excuses."
Little Momo flapped her wings twice, instantly sweeping over the endless mountain range below. "Just admit it. You're trash who can't even find the right location..."
That was right.
Just as everyone could see.
Fang Mo and Little Momo had already left the Desert Garden.
In fact, three days ago, the group had more or less slaughtered... uh, eaten the Gourmet Pyramid dry.
Thanks to Komatsu's increasingly refined cooking, everyone, Fang Mo included, had eaten nearly every ingredient inside the Gourmet Pyramid. Fang Mo picked out quite a few ingredients suited to his tastes and packed them away, while Komatsu took plenty of things with him as well.
One thing during that time was worth mentioning.
As payment for the meals, Fang Mo specifically gave Komatsu an Alchemical Bag.
The Alchemical Bag had originally been an item from Equivalent Exchange. It wasn't exactly a divine artifact, but it was still extremely useful, especially after Fang Mo reinforced it with an Expansion Enchantment.
It was no exaggeration to say
that this thing was now no different from the Mustard Seed Bags found in cultivation novels.
In theory, if Komatsu had enough Mental Power, he could even pack away the ingredients from half the Gourmet Pyramid. And