"Find a few... chefs?"
Nine Nether was utterly bewildered.
The Ghost Ship Captain had suddenly contacted him just now. He had thought it was something important, but the request had truly left him baffled.
"Yes, preferably chefs who specialize in barbecue," Mu You said.
"Uh, sir, what is this..."
Mu You could only give him a brief explanation of his plan to have someone else do the killing.
"So that's it..." Only after hearing him out did Nine Nether understand. He was also somewhat astonished. After encountering an octopus monster that even the Nine-Star Giant feared, Mu You had actually brought back one of its severed tentacles. An expert really was an expert.
"Yes, that's the situation. Just help me find a few reliable chefs. I'll pay their fees," Mu You said.
"Uh, you're joking, sir. There's really no need to pay anything. This is something that benefits every player. You're willing to contribute such precious material of your own accord-we don't even know how to compensate you." Nine Nether broke into a sweat.
As long as they could eliminate the threat of this giant, they would be free to use Godskins to kill monsters in the True World from then on. Everything would become much more convenient.
Even without Mu You asking, they would certainly have offered their cooperation at this point.
After settling the details with Nine Nether, Mu You headed out that very day, taking the severed octopus tentacle with him on a flight to the capital.
Several people dressed as chefs were already waiting at Dragon Group headquarters when Mu You arrived. Apparently, they were all chefs who cooked for state banquets, so their skills were certainly beyond question.
"This is... the ingredient?" The chefs stared, dumbfounded, at the enormous octopus tentacle flopping about on the