Let's Go Eat Hot Pot Together

"Thanks for the compliment. I've always been great." Luo Lin blinked. Seeing Medici looking as though he was about to bristle, Luo Lin finally stopped teasing him and said, "Just kidding. Actually, I wanted to ask Mr. Medici for a favor."

"A favor?" Medici raised an eyebrow. He looked at Luo Lin, then suddenly curled his lips into a cold smile. "Why should I help you?"

"Because I let you see Mr. Sun God?" Luo Lin said with a smile.

"Wasn't that your deal with the Lord? I recall someone saying I was a free gift." Medici crossed his arms and looked at Luo Lin.

"Then how about because I can let you see Mr. Sun God again?" Luo Lin continued with a smile.

"Tch!" Medici gave Luo Lin a long look, then suddenly flashed a flamboyant grin. "Go on, then. What do you want me to help you with?"

"I want an item related to the High Sequence of the Hunter Pathway..." Luo Lin calmly described what he needed.

Medici listened quietly. Then, with a flip of his hand, a card appeared in it—the Blasphemy Card of the Red Priest Pathway.

"You came for this?"

"Strictly speaking, no. But if Mr. Medici is willing to give it to me, I'd be happy to accept it." Luo Lin smiled.

Medici neither confirmed nor denied it. He toyed with the Blasphemy Card in his hand, then suddenly smirked and put it away. "Since you didn't, you don't get it."

Medici then pulled something else out from who knew where and tossed it to Luo Lin.

"Catch."

Luo Lin caught it and saw that it was something like a red gemstone, though it carried a faint bloody scent.

Holding the "gemstone" between his fingers, Luo Lin guessed what it was and looked at Medici. "Mr. Medici, aren't you afraid I'll use this against you?"

"If you've got the guts, go ahead." Medici's answer was utterly arrogant. Anyone unaware of the situation might have thought he was still the War Angel.

Luo Lin merely smiled, already certain of what the gemstone in his hand was. It was a gemstone stained with blood that had once belonged to the War Angel. Just as a drop of blood from the Ancient Sun God upon his fall had created the Cross of Darkness, Medici, as an Angel of Kings, might not have matched his Lord, but the blood he had left behind after falling was still far from ordinary.

Naturally, it met the requirements for an auxiliary ingredient of the Actor potion.

"Of course I won't do that." Luo Lin smiled as he put away the "gemstone." As for whether Medici had tampered with it, Luo Lin did not really care.

Any tricks would behave themselves after being mixed with a fragment of Naya's power. Luo Lin was not afraid in the slightest.

He had long sensed that Naya possessed an extremely high status. Even if it was only a fragment of her power, it seemed to have sterilizing and cleansing effects like the gray fog.

Come to think of it, if Naya's power encountered the corruption of the Outer Gods in this world, could it resist—or even eliminate—it?

Luo Lin's thoughts wandered for a moment, and he suddenly came up with some intriguing ideas. As for whether those ideas would bring danger... Luo Lin did not really care.

As someone who lived for fun, he naturally needed the resolve to risk life and limb in pursuit of it.

"So, can't we really go eat hot pot together?" But these matters were clearly not urgent, so Luo Lin simply came back to himself and raised this highly constructive question again.

Medici:...

You brat absolutely had to eat this hot pot today, didn't you?

It was hard to say what the War Angel was feeling at that moment. Meanwhile, Uroboros, who had remained silent beside them, finally spoke. "What is hot pot?"

Medici's brow twitched. Before he could stop him, Luo Lin's eyes lit up, and he began explaining.

"Hot pot is a kind of red food..."

Once Luo Lin finished his explanation, Uroboros wore a thoughtful expression. A few seconds later, he looked at Medici and made a decision. "Then let's go eat hot pot together, Medici."

"Great Serpent, have you been infected by this brat's perverse sense of humor too?" Medici was speechless at that moment.

"Before I came, the Lord instructed me to satisfy Mr. Luo Lin's requests as much as possible, provided they are not especially important." Uroboros answered seriously.

"Ha!" Medici had probably truly been angered into laughter. He gave Luo Lin a long look before finally crossing one leg over the other and saying, "Fine, then let's eat. I'm also curious what this hot pot thing you're talking about is!"

Under normal circumstances, Medici, as an evil spirit, could not leave this underground mausoleum at this stage. But with Uroboros, the Angel of Destiny, present, this was obviously no problem.

Luo Lin leisurely led the two Angels of Kings back to one of his safe houses in Backlund. The safe house already contained hot pot ingredients and cooking utensils, making it clear that someone had planned this in advance.

That was indeed the case. Whether or not he managed to invite Medici to eat hot pot this time, Luo Lin had intended to return and enjoy a good meal himself. That was called having a sense of ceremony.

And so, in this inconspicuous villa, two Angels of Kings, two Conquerors, and one weak, pitiful, helpless Sequence 9 gathered around the dining table and cooked hot pot.

If this scene spread, no one would believe it. Yet it had happened just like that.

"Come on, everyone, look at the camera. It'd be a shame not to take a photo at such a memorable moment." Luo Lin took out the camera he had prepared beforehand and aimed it at the dining table. The silver-haired Angel of Destiny was somewhat awkwardly picking up a slice of rolled meat with chopsticks. After putting it into his mouth, he frowned slightly, likely because the flavor was too spicy.

Medici, meanwhile, held a glass filled with beer in one hand while using chopsticks with the other to pick ingredients from the pot. Compared with the more mild-tasting Uroboros, the War Angel clearly preferred stronger flavors. He did not even furrow his brow while eating spicy food.

Sauron and Einhorn within Medici, however, had plenty to say about someone's taste. Yet they could not seize control of the body, so they could only let Medici wreak havoc in the spicy pot.

Click—

As the flash went off, a photograph was taken. Satisfied, Luo Lin snapped several more. During that time, he separately asked Uroboros and Medici to use the camera to take photos of Luo Lin with each of them. It could be said that he had thoroughly stocked up on souvenirs.

Only after the hot pot meal was over, as the gathering was nearing its end, did Luo Lin look at Uroboros and ask, "Mr. Uroboros, may I know what the True Creator sent you here to do this time?"

"The Lord sent me to bring Medici back and ask about your needs." Uroboros did not hide anything. He looked at Luo Lin and said, "What do you want, Mr. Luo Lin?"

The atmosphere from the meal, where everyone had seemed to become friends, vanished at that moment. Thus, they all became collaborators meeting for the first time once more.