Lunch

A few minutes later, Jinxiu began to use magic to treat the wounds on Yise's body that had already been cleaned.

"Are you really not a half-werewolf?!"

Su Ming grumbled resentfully.

A row of clear, neat teeth marks appeared on his palm.

They can even count how many teeth they have.

You are the... werewolf!

Yise was covered in cold sweat, his voice was weak, and he was almost completely exhausted.

Su Ming found a stone stool to sit on and bent down to untie the strip of cloth from his wrist.

He gathered some scraps of cloth and other odds and ends, summoned a roll of bandage, and then picked up the bamboo cup again to scoop water and wash the wound.

He didn't take any further action near the palace just now either.

Not having time is one issue, but the main reason is the fear of leaving blood and traces.

Orcs have a keen sense of smell, and with so many shamans in the city, the more traces they leave behind, the more likely problems are to arise. After rinsing twice, the bamboo cup in Su Ming's hand gleamed.

He clenched his fist on his injured hand, took a deep breath, and poured the clear liquid from the cup onto the wound.

Immediately, a large amount of white foam appeared on the surface of the wound.

The edges of the wound subsequently turned white.

Su Ming's muscles twitched, the veins on his arm bulged, and his expression turned into a grimace.

An intense burning pain exploded from the wound; the sheer agony was enough to make you want to curse.

However, with rinsing, the amount of foreign matter removed from the wound by the hydrogen peroxide was actually not much.

The spatial blade was clean; what truly contaminated the wound was the strip of cloth Su Ming had used when hastily bandaging it.

Yise watched this scene from the side, his expression subtle.

"It seems... I misunderstood you..."

Su Ming, however, mercilessly exposed the truth:

"There's no misunderstanding." "I think you were just taking the opportunity to bite me back, as revenge."

"Hmph!" Yise turned his head away.

****

Su Ming waited for half a minute, then rinsed the wound again with clean water.

The pain subsided, and the edges of the wound regained their color.

On the other side, Jinxiu gently pressed on the wound on Yise's body, aligning the exposed flesh with it.

A thin blue light flowed from her fingertips, gradually healing the girl's wounds.

The wound was cleaned very thoroughly!

The speaker praised her in Jinxiu tone.

"Using sparkling water is quite ingenious."

Su Ming explained:

"Actually, the main function of hydrogen peroxide is to kill anaerobic bacteria deep in the wound." "The normal procedure would also be to apply some iodine solution afterwards."

However, there are no iodine-containing materials here, so he cannot summon them.

Su Ming reached out his hand, and a wisp of dark Magic Power swept across the wound.

It may sting a little and have some side effects, but it can achieve a similar therapeutic effect.

The matter with Jinxiu won't be resolved anytime soon.

Su Ming then beckoned the half-cat girl over.

What's your name?

"Replying to you, sir, Yuye," the half-cat girl replied softly.

"There's no need to use words like 'Reporting to Your Excellency'," Su Ming said.

Do you know how to bandage?

Yuye quickly replied:

"Yes, I've done odd jobs at the clinic." Afterwards, Yuye removed the blindfold, washed her hands, and bandaged Su Ming's wounds.

Su Ming then noticed that she had a pair of red eyes.

Yuye moved slowly but very carefully.

The bandage was wrapped around the wound, tightened evenly, and the knot was not pressed on the injured area.

"Well wrapped," Su Ming casually complimented.

Faced with this praise, Yuye didn't know how to respond.

She simply lowered her head in silence, her small body still trembling slightly.

Su Ming suddenly felt a little disinterested.

Extraordinary beings from other worlds are few and far between, and those of High Rank are even rarer.

Ordinary people like Yuye have no chance against Su Ming.

In the most chaotic and primitive places, power is the only form of order.

The mismatch between the posture and power of those at the bottom of society often signifies death.

Being cautious and meticulous is their daily routine.

****

Su Ming took out a few copper coins and silver coins.

He smuggled this from another, seemingly wealthier, orc family on the way here.

After all, you can't just fleece every single sheep.

I need to buy some things now.

Instead of comforting Yuye, he made his demands directly.

"Buy them quietly, without attracting anyone's attention."

Can you do it?

The half-cat girl obediently accepted the coins with both hands.

"If it's a regular everyday item... I... can do it." Su Ming nodded.

"Do your best, but prioritize avoiding attention."

He reached out and touched the Yuye; a faint, dark light flashed and then disappeared.

Yuye's body trembled slightly, as if a cool sensation crept up her spine—but in reality, the magic had no such effect; she was simply frightened.

"You're a smart person," Su Ming said.

Go quickly and return quickly!

****

After Yuye left, Su Ming took out his phone.

The satellite image zooms in and automatically follows the half-cat girl's movements.

Yuye was very familiar with the slums; after leaving the house, she neither wandered off nor strayed far.

She moved and traded through the dirty, narrow alleys, carrying more and more items, without making any suspicious moves.

This is normal, after all, Yuye's younger brother Yugan, is still here. Additionally, as another layer of security, she also carries the "Dark Beacon" left by Su Ming.

Your phone battery is low.

"Yise said, looking at the numbers in the upper right corner of the screen."

"There's no other way; satellite communication consumes too much power."

Su Ming explained.

Even with the support of various electronic technologies, communication across two hundred kilometers is still not something portable devices can easily handle.

Ninety percent of the battery's power is wasted on this.

Yise took out his phone and glanced at it.

I still have half left.

Su Ming turned off the screen and handed over the follow-up monitoring to the dispatch center.

"Fine."

"I sent Yuye to buy things specifically to solve this problem."

A few minutes later, the Yuye returned.

She carried a straw bag, went into the shed, and took out the items one by one.

Some broken glass, a few metal spoons, a long candlestick, and an old iron pot.

In addition, there was a somewhat worn-out quilt.

Finally, there were several boiled sweet potatoes wrapped in leaves.

Judging from the change she brought back from Yuye, she had only spent a little over forty copper coins.

"Most of these are stolen goods."

Yuye explained in a low voice.

"We poor people can't afford normal necessities."

Su Ming didn't say anything more.

He helped Yise sit up, tucked her in with a blanket, and handed her the sweet potato. "Can you eat it yourself?"

Yise glared at him, then reached out and took the sweet potato.

"It's not like it's dying."

She replied.

"But if you feed him, he might actually die."

Su Ming glanced at Yise's pale face and turned to Yuye:

Didn't you manage to buy any meat?

Yuye shook his head, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

"Nobody sells real meat here because nobody buys it."

"But I've already placed the order, I can pick it up later."

****

Su Ming took stock of the Yuye he had bought and collected some scraps from the surrounding area. After communicating with the support team, they finally selected suitable products based on the materials Su Ming had on hand.

A flash of light appeared, and a solar charging panel appeared in front of Su Ming.

But this thing cannot be installed directly.

This is the otherworldly Water Chestnut Island. If you were to put a solar panel with a completely out-of-place design under the sun, you might as well just give out Su Ming's ID number.

He spent some time processing the reflective surface to make it matte and altering the shape to be uneven.

Finally, it looked like a dark bluestone slab.

Su Ming climbed to the top of a nearby house and stuffed it into a pile of multicolored tiles.

The power cord hangs down, connecting the circuit.

The sun has risen, and the charging icon pops up on the phone screen.

Su Ming let out a long breath.

After the battery anxiety subsided, fatigue washed over me.

Su Ming leaned against the wall and dozed off for a while, then left Jinxiu to keep watch temporarily.

Around mid-morning on Water Chestnut Island, Yuye went out again.

She brought back quite a lot of things this time, and on her back was a clump of grass that smelled fresh.

Her small frame was bent slightly from the weight, and she was panting heavily when she walked back.

Yuye put the straw bag she was holding on the ground outside the shed, then tilted the bag over her head.

The stench spread, and two pig stomachs and intestines, covered in disgusting mucus, lay slippery on the ground.

Yugan's eyes lit up, and he immediately grabbed the earthenware pot and went forward.

He went through another bag his sister had brought back and, sure enough, found things like coarse salt inside.

Yugan poured them into several smaller basins, and then squatted down with his sister, tearing off the membranes and lymph nodes attached to the internal organs with their hands.

Su Ming was awakened by the new stench and walked out with a frown.

"Is this the meat you were talking about?"

Yuye replied, "Sir, someone of my status would be unable to buy pork or mutton at the market in the central district."

"It will definitely attract suspicion and attention."

Jinxiu also flew out, covering her small nose.

"Isn't pig offal a popular food among orcs?"

Elsewhere in this world, only the poor eat this kind of thing.

But the orcs are the opposite.

They really like the strong, pungent smell of animal offal, which is something the poor can't afford at all.

Turn a section of large intestine inside out with Yuye, grab some coarse salt, and rub it vigorously with dry rubbed.

"This stuff is a real pain to deal with; even orcs don't like the smell."

"Poor people like us sometimes buy them from butchers."

"After cleaning it, it will be sold to restaurants or noble families."

"Is it profitable?" Su Ming asked. He cleaned one section of Yuye, then quickly went to scoop up the next.

"It's quite profitable," she replied.

"A pig's stomach and intestines can earn about fifteen to twenty copper coins."

"We can even save some scraps for ourselves."

"It's probably the easiest job around here."

****

Attracted by the smell, a large number of flies buzzed in.

The Yugan lit the grass leaves that her sister had brought back, and the rising smoke drove away the flies.

After the coarse salt was rubbed in, dry soil was mixed in to absorb the last layer of mucus.

Shake off the dirt, then start washing it with water again and again.

Two half-cats squatted outside the shed, working until noon before finally processing the two pig stomachs and intestines.

Pick out one Yuye, add some deodorizing powder, and soak it in an earthenware pot. "This one really needs to be sold, as compensation for buying pig intestines today."

She explained to Su Ming.

"The nobleman is very picky."

"Soaking it in the medicinal powder will remove the odor and make the color more appealing."

At this point, Yuye cautiously looked at Su Ming.

"But this powder isn't actually very good for your health."

She picked up the remaining one.

"It's actually clean now, so it's already been washed away."

Su Ming nodded.

"Sure, let's make it for everyone."

In the slums, there were no special methods; they simply boiled the food in water.

There were no spices, just a little salt on the Yuye. When Yise saw this, his face turned even worse than before, and he couldn't help but feel nauseous.

Su Ming sighed.

The taste of raw boiled pig intestines is indeed hard to resist.

Although the pigs at Taya World are also farmed, they are slaughtered after more than a year.

The farmers here do not practice castration, and they do not bleed the pigs when slaughtering them.

The pork had a completely different, fishy, and pungent smell compared to that of Su Ming's hometown.

Not to mention things like going into the water.

Su Ming asked Yuye to buy some ginger.

Knowing it was to remove the fishy smell, she went to a familiar house along the way to ask for some aged orange peels, and also brought back some wine in a bamboo tube.

Su Ming personally took to the cooking.

Skim off the foam, boil for two or three minutes, then remove and soak in cold water before putting it back in the pot with fresh water.

Repeat this process twice. Finally, add ginger, dried tangerine peel, and wine to balance the flavors and simmer.

After several attempts to process it, the food that was finally served didn't smell so pungent.

Yise skewered a piece of pig intestine with a bamboo skewer and took a bite.

It has an extremely strong fishy smell.

But it was much better than she had imagined.

It's edible, and has a real meaty flavor with a subtle hint of orange peel.

"That's pretty good."

Yise praised.

She wasn't a pampered girl, and immediately started eating with gusto.

Only by eating well and taking good care of our bodies can we fight our way out of this dangerous place.

****

Everyone ate their meal of boiled sweet potatoes. Su Ming also invited the two half-cat people to join them.

At first, neither of them dared to move.

Yugan nestled in her sister's arms, but her eyes kept glancing at the pot.

Su Ming noticed that Yugan's eyes were also bloodshot and constantly tearing up; he also kept trying to rub them with his hands.

"Don't be so nervous."

Su Ming stated frankly.

"I really want to kill you, or I have ill intentions towards you—"

He raised the bamboo skewer in his hand and flicked it lightly with his finger.

The bamboo skewer flew out with a whoosh and embedded itself in the wooden pillar of the shed, its end trembling.

"I don't need to pretend, nor do I need to be hypocritical."

The Yuye trembled slightly.

"... Thank you..." She instinctively wanted to say "My lord," but remembering that Su Ming didn't like it, she swallowed the rest of her words.

The Yugan dared not speak.

But with the aroma right in front of them, the half-cat-man couldn't resist.

He first took a cautious bite, and his eyes visibly lit up.

Despite the Yuye' repeated attempts to stop it, the Yugan quickly ate itself until it was round and full.

Even if you only add some ginger and wine, and rinse the food several times during the cooking process to remove the blood...

For him, this was an incredibly delicious treat he had never tasted before!

Besides, this is meat!

Even taking a step back, the sheer joy of being able to enjoy food is wonderful enough.

After realizing something was wrong, Su Ming had to stop the Yugan from eating any more.

"Don't overeat and upset your stomach," Su Ming said.

He shooed away the Yugan and filled a plate with Yuye. "You, on the contrary, eat it all!"