"Sorry, sir, but we don't offer takeout here," the old man reminded him politely.
Li Ziran could not help laughing. He had never seen a restaurant that did not allow takeout, but this restaurant was anything but ordinary. What restaurant could serve food like a Hellhound's tongue?
"Then may I enjoy it outside? In the courtyard, for example?" Li Ziran asked.
He needed that tongue now. To be precise, he needed to install it inside his own mouth. This was his specialty.
"Of course. You are a customer. As long as you remain within Six Flavors House, you may choose any other location freely. Naturally, you may not enter someone else's private room."
"Do I need to pay?" Li Ziran suddenly realized a very serious problem. The food offered here was so unusual. He had never even heard of a Hellhound's tongue, and its price was surely not ordinary gold or silver currency.
"Not for the first time. Mr. Wood will pay." The other party smiled. "I will need three hours to prepare the ingredients, sir. You will have to wait. Six Flavors House must ensure that its ingredients are fresh."
Li Ziran nodded, signaling that the man could begin preparing. After the man vanished, Li Ziran followed him out.
The other party needed to prepare, and so did he.
He wanted to transplant that tongue into himself, but his current Corpse Witch body could not possess it.
Although the Corpse Witch had thoughts, it lacked sensory nerves. As for his Giant shell, that was even less realistic. He could not possibly enlarge the tongue to the same size as a Giant.
That meant he had to find another way.
Li Ziran planned to combine Puppet Art with his understanding of organs to create a new shell.
This was not