Let's Go Eat Hot Pot Together

"Thank you for the compliment. I've been doing great," Luo Lin blinked, looking at Medici's agitated expression. He decided to stop teasing the other man and said, "It was just a joke. Actually, I wanted to ask Mr. Medici for a favor."

"A favor?" Medici raised an eyebrow. He looked at Luo Lin and a cold smile suddenly appeared on his face. "Why should I help you?"

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

"Isn't that your deal with the Lord? I recall someone saying I was a bonus gift," Medici said, crossing his arms and looking at Luo Lin.

"Then how about I say I have the ability to let you meet Mr. Sun God again?" Luo Lin continued with a smile.

"Tsk!" Medici gave Luo Lin a deep look, then suddenly flashed a flamboyant smile and said, "Go on, tell me what you want this great me to help you with."

"I want an item related to a high-sequence of the Hunter pathway..." Luo Lin described his needs at a leisurely pace.

Medici listened quietly, then flipped his hand, and a card appeared in his palm. It was 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 very happy to accept it," Luo Lin said with a smile.

Medici remained noncommittal. He played with the Blasphemy Card in his hand, then suddenly smirked and put the card away. "Since it's not, I won't give it to you."

Medici then produced something else from who-knows-where and threw it to Luo Lin.

"Catch."

Luo Lin caught the item. It was something that looked like a red gemstone, but it faintly carried a hint of blood.

Luo Lin held the "gemstone" and guessed what it was. He looked at Medici and said, "Aren't you afraid I'll use it against you, Mr. Medici?"

"Do it if you have the guts," Medici replied arrogantly, as if he were still the War Angel.

Luo Lin smiled. He had confirmed what the gemstone in his hand was: a gem stained with the blood that once belonged to the War Angel. Just as a drop of blood from the Ancient Sun God's fall created the Cross of Darkness, Medici, as the King of Angels, though not comparable to his Lord, the blood he left behind upon his fall was still extraordinary.

This was naturally a supplementary material that met the requirements of the Actor potion.

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

Whatever tampering there was, it would be straightened out once mixed with a fragment of Nyarlathotep's power. Luo Lin wasn't afraid at all.

He had already sensed it: Nyarlathotep's divinity was extremely high. Even just a fragment of its power possessed a sterilizing and purifying effect, much like the gray fog.

Thinking about it, if Nyarlathotep's power encountered the corruption of an Outer God from this world, could it also resist or even eliminate them?

Luo Lin's thoughts wandered, and he suddenly had some peculiar ideas. As for whether these ideas would bring danger... Luo Lin didn't really care.

As a Troublemaker, he naturally had the resolve to seek fun even at the risk of his life.

"So, can we really not go eat hot pot together?" However, these matters were clearly not urgent, so Luo Lin just snapped back to reality and reiterated this very constructive question.

Medici: ...

Is this kid really determined to eat hot pot today?

It was hard to say what the War Angel was feeling at this moment. Beside them, the silent Uroboros finally spoke, "What is hot pot?"

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

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

After Luo Lin finished explaining, Uroboros showed a thoughtful expression. A few seconds later, It looked at Medici and made a decision, "Then let's go eat hot pot together, Medici."

"Great Serpent, have you also been infected by this kid's peculiar taste?" Medici was speechless at this moment.

"My Lord instructed me before I came that unless it's something particularly important, I should satisfy Mr. Luo Lin's requests as much as possible," Uroboros replied earnestly.

"Ha!" Medici was probably genuinely amused to the point of anger. He gave Luo Lin a deep look, then finally crossed his legs and said, "Fine, let's eat. I'm also very curious about this 'hot pot' you're talking about!"

Under normal circumstances, Medici, as an evil spirit, would be unable to leave this underground mausoleum at this stage. However, with Uroboros, the Angel of Fate, present, none of that was an issue.

Luo Lin leisurely led the two Kings of Angels back to a safe house he had in Backlund. The safe house was stocked with pre-prepared hot pot ingredients and cooking utensils, indicating that someone had planned this well in advance.

In fact, this was indeed the case. Regardless of whether he could invite Medici to eat hot pot this time, Luo Lin had intended to enjoy a good meal himself upon returning. This was what he called a sense of ritual.

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

If this scene were to spread, no one would likely believe it, yet it had happened.

"Come, come, everyone look at the camera. It would be a shame not to take a photo of such a memorable moment." Luo Lin took out a camera he had prepared earlier and aimed the lens at the dining table. The silver-haired Angel of Fate awkwardly picked up a slice of meat roll with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth. Perhaps due to the intense spiciness, he frowned slightly.

Medici, on the other hand, held a cup full of beer in one hand and used chopsticks in the other to pick up ingredients from the pot. Compared to Uroboros, who preferred milder flavors, the War Angel's palate was clearly much stronger, and he didn't even frown while eating spicy food.

It was the Sauron and Einhorn within Medici who had much to say about someone's taste, but they couldn't gain control of the body and could only let Medici navigate the spicy broth.

"Click—"

With the flash of the camera, a photo was taken. Luo Lin, satisfied, took several more shots. In between, he also asked Uroboros and Medici to take photos of him and the other person respectively, ensuring he had plenty of souvenirs.

After the hot pot was finished and the gathering was nearing its end, Luo Lin looked at Uroboros and asked, "Mr. Uroboros, may I know what the True Creator wanted you to do by coming here this time?"

"My Lord told me to bring Medici back and to ask about your needs," Uroboros replied without any concealment. He looked at Luo Lin and said, "What do you want, Mr. Luo Lin?"

The atmosphere of camaraderie during the meal vanished at this moment, and everyone reverted to being collaborators meeting for the first time.