Lunch

Snotling boss Old Luo soon came scampering to the frontline command post with his underlings, pushing food carts. They served a warboss and a warlord with the most obsequious manner and the most lavish dishes.

Guk lounged against a polished rock and grabbed a large shrimp that was still twitching on his plate.

When he bit down viciously, the soft-shelled creature convulsed even harder. Juice splashed everywhere, and Guk felt a sweet freshness and an indescribable tang explode across his taste buds. He glanced at the bite mark and found pale red sauce flowing from inside the shrimp.

Clearly, the sauce had been injected while the shrimp was still alive.

"Interesting."

This fresh new way of eating made Guk's eyes light up. He set down the severed shrimp, which was still faintly twitching, then picked up an open grayish-white shell from the piled ice chips. The pink flesh inside was still slowly wriggling.

"Warboss, there's this too."

Wearing a tall white chef's hat, Snotling boss Old Luo eagerly stepped forward. He picked up a yellow fruit from nearby, squeezed it hard, and dripped some juice into the shell.

Guk gave it a curious look, then raised the shell to his mouth and gently sucked.

With a slurp, the soft flesh slid straight into his mouth, bringing an exceptionally springy, fresh delight.

"Not bad."

Nodding, Guk picked up the enormous glass goblet on the table. It was filled with amber liquid, with white foam floating atop it.

"Quit eating. Come on!"

Hearing Guk speak, Grak set down the huge crab he had bitten into pieces and picked up a goblet as well.

"Boss, I listened to you today. I didn't go up there and chop anyone myself. That should be fine now, yeah?"

"As long as you don't run into the