The crafting recipe for a Golden Apple was actually very simple.
It was nothing more than placing an apple in the center of a Crafting Table and surrounding it with Gold Ingots.
Even the precious Enchanted Golden Apple merely replaced the surrounding Gold Ingots with Gold Blocks in versions that had its crafting recipe.
And as a veteran miner.
Fang Mo never allowed there to be any shortage of ore in his home.
So for Fang Mo, the apple in the crafting recipe was actually the more troublesome ingredient.
Before heading to the Marvel world this time, Fang Mo had specifically crafted thirty-two Golden Apples and six Enchanted Golden Apples. Of course, that did not mean he had run out of gold. Quite the opposite... he had run out of Apples.
Yet this wealthy guy was now staring at the Golden Apple before him in deep thought.
"Did Stark peel the Golden Apple before eating it?"
As Fang Mo subconsciously pondered this, he reached out, picked up the Golden Apple, and examined it carefully.
It felt heavy in his hand, its peel smooth and cold like a finely polished metal mirror. Honestly, it looked more like gold than an apple.
Fang Mo even suspected that one bite would chip his teeth.
But considering Stark had eaten one, it should have been edible. So Fang Mo tentatively opened his mouth and took a bite.
With a crisp crunch, Fang Mo bit off a large chunk of flesh.
The flesh of the Golden Apple was not metallic in color. Instead, it was a delicate, translucent white.
As he chewed the crisp flesh, sweet-and-tart juice instantly filled Fang Mo's mouth. An intense fragrance that seemed to contain the essence of every apple rushed into his nose, making his eyes light up.
Before long,