"What's wrong, Ghislaine? Want some pufferfish? This sashimi tastes quite good."
"No, no, Lord Dragon God, I don't eat that..."
The corner of Ghislaine's mouth twitched. She hurriedly waved her hands, picked up her cup, and took a sip of milk tea to calm her nerves.
Although the pufferfish's poison glands had already been removed, Ghislaine still refused to risk eating something so deadly.
"Why do you like eating this poisonous fish, Lord Orsted?!"
"If I remember correctly, the Doldia Tribe throws these fish away like garbage, or uses them as poison bait and smears their poison on arrows to kill vicious monsters that attack villages in the forest."
Orsted's hand paused with a slice of fish between his chopsticks. Beneath his black helmet, he frowned slightly.
"What a waste. These fish are delicious."
"Uh, but my lord, those fish are extremely poisonous... Are you really all right, Lord Orsted? This is already your third plate of pufferfish sashimi, isn't it...?"
"Don't worry. You just have to adapt to the poison glands and such."
Ghislaine's mouth twitched, and she pressed a hand to her forehead.
Can you really adapt to that...?
What Ghislaine didn't know was that Orsted had once wasted an entire loop just to eat pufferfish.
In his second loop, he had decided to try it again to verify the results of his adaptation in the previous loop. Not only had he successfully adapted, but through a lucky coincidence, he had also gained poison resistance.
Of course, he certainly wasn't eating pufferfish because its flesh was exquisitely delicious. He was doing it to adapt to its deadly poison and gain poison resistance.
"Exactly. I'm merely giving my body the ability to become immune to poison. Having people remove the poison glands, as Cain does, is actually quite wasteful