Have a Meal Before You Go

The squirrel sniffs and sniffs. Knng, knng, knng.

Then I stood up with my head tilted.

“It smells good. ”

It was true.

The slowpoker slows down next to you, sniffing a sniff of sniff and nodding.

“I see. Smells good. ”

I was exploring the Eastern Unmanned Zone, where I grew up with squirrels. Why do you search? Because you can discover new trees, plants, etc.

The smell I was smelling was very good.

A squirrel sniffs his nose and moves as if he was possessed by something.

It's a long walk through dense bushes and unnamed flowers and trees.

Here we are at last!

The land there was flowing with milk and honey.

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Tangerine sat still at the table.

His cheeks are like tangled apples, with a slight drop of weight on them. Hair is short.

Tangerine is now tied up straight to the forehead with a towel running from the back of the head to behind the ears.

Whether it was uncomfortable or not, Tangerine twitched her fingers.

Every time he washes his face, he bothers to put something on his face. It's like a cream or lotion, but you have to put it on beforehand to get good skin.

Thanks to this, Tangerine had to apply cream and lotion on her face every morning.

No, it's not!

My brother came again today.

Tangerine frowned and sighed deeply.

“That poem lost......”

“No! Tangerine has to do this all the time. ”

Khan replied decisively and patted the lotion into Tangerine's nose. Tangerine was seated at attention.

“I sell Gyuri boats......”

“You can apply it and eat it. ”

The candle was soft on the eyes and cheeks as well as the tangerines. Check that the lotion is applied to the baby's fine skin and tap it thoroughly.

Khan wipes the lotion completely and smiles.

“She's beautiful, my child. ”

Tangerine lets out a big smile, and the candle kisses both cheeks and stands up.

Today's morning is Kareda.

Curry was Tangerine's favorite food because it was thick and spicy. When eating curry, the food was always moderate and curry was very much contained.

And what about today's special toppings?

Tangerine jumped up and ran to the kitchen. And I raised my head, grabbing my dad's crotch.

“Papa. Cheese. ”

“Cheese?”

“Woof!”

“Yes, do you want a lot of cheese? ”

“Woof!”

I feel good, Carriage Song.

Soon, my dad brought me a curry dish with lots and lots of cheese. It was good Mozzarella. You blow the candle slightly over the pile of cheese.

The cheese melted down in a heartbeat, making it look yummy and tasty. Cool cheese curry with a slightly scorched surface.

“Hmm.”

Chulho mutters as he puts down his curry.

“We're running out of cheese. I need to get a new one. ”

Tangerine was filled with melted cheese from the rope and put in his mouth. Nowadays, tangerines have fallen into the cheese tripod.

The tangerines that were eating the cheese that was growing and growing so much excitement suddenly tingled! I was surprised.

“Huh?”

Tangerine stood still and tilted her head and covered her mouth again.

Then flinch again!

“Woong? ”

Tangerine stood up while eating. Then he hurriedly reached out his hand.

Jiaying-!

Soon after, Zahra and the squirrel were summoned. Both of them were soaked with sticky skin.

At that moment, the inside of the restaurant was filled with sweet and aromatic smells. Tangerine carefully touched the liquid on the tip of the squirrel's hair with her finger.

A thick, sticky liquid. I can't tell you how fragrant it is, but my hands went to my mouth without my knowing it.

“Don't sit. ”

It was delicious.

In fact, it tasted very good and was so sweet.

“Huh?"

Chulho stared at them and tried to eat.

“Honey milk, right?”

Honey milk.

There is a land of honey and reason.

Perhaps, there is one remote place in the continent that has very little popularity. On the outside, it would be an ideal paradise flowing with milk and honey, but its reality is a frightening giant plant.

It was a carnivorous plant called honeycoin.

His Sap is truly one of the great delicacies, Honey Milk, but it lures its prey and swallows it in a heartbeat and bursts into digestive fluid! The prey melts in the digestive fluid very slowly.

That was Honeycoin's hunting technique.

“Hear, hear!"

The squirrel trembles all over. Honey milk is scattered all over the body as it trembles. Hiding in a growing backpack, he rolls the floor.

“...... ”

Chulho glanced at them and opened his eyes as if he was tired.

“It was a monster, a monster, a monster......”

Suddenly, the squirrel noticed a strange feeling in his fur. Turning around, Tangerine licks the honey milk off the squirrel's side.

Khan flashed a tangerine like that. Tangerine tasted better.

“With honey coins, he's hard to see. ”

Chulho nods at Khan's words.

Honey Milk, his sap, can make quite a variety of foods. That's why there were once mercenaries on the Espan continent who only specialized in hunting Honeycoins.

Of course, catching the Honeycoins was quite difficult. It's easy to kill, but you have to capture it alive because you can't produce the right sap.

“Hmm-”

Chulho thought of the bear and gestured to the Khan.

"I think the eastern unmanned area is starting to lead to urban pioneering. ”

“Really?"

“If the Awakenings find you, you'll die. Then go capture him alive, since it was too late. ”

The column smiles brightly and nods.

“I see.”

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“Hmm……"

Qasim groans. I close my eyes quietly, then open them. I wish it were a dream.

Phrase -!

There was a carnivorous plant in front of me. He is usually hung from a large tree nearby and drains sap from two elongated trunks.

It's not that big. Approximately two meters. It looks like Nefendes, an Insectivore Plant. An oval ball is generally considered, and a circular hole is drilled into the head. It is filled with digestive fluid.

The body stands motionless, with milk and honey flowing underneath. Oh, my god.

“It's a Honey Coin……”

These and other bastards have come and lived in the sub-space, but it was my first time with Honey Coin. Qasim sighs deeply, and his cup fills with honey coin sap.

In the old days, this guy would have been completely Qasim's responsibility.

But not anymore.

Qasim squeezes the fresh, clean eyes of the Winter Warehouse onto the plate and pours honey milk over them.

Qasim didn't like the water, but the ice water with honey milk was really good, so he was going to eat two plates a day.

If Qasim doesn't.

Who cleans up after you?

“Hey, see that? ”

Qasim flinches with his hands, and the heavy gas that stands right next to him moves.

It was a boarding Gorem brought from a warehouse in Ketikum. This gorem was converted directly into Pata's hands and could be considered an industrial gorem optimized for transporting large objects.

Chuck-koong!

Gorem moves. Gorem walks back hanging from a tree branch in the summer cellar, holding a honeycoon in one hand.

Chihuahua-!

The top of the Gorem opens and the passenger leaps down. The passenger was surprisingly a small machine leaf doll. A doll that is roughly the size of a steel arc, with fully functional head on arms and legs.

The doll said, intertwining.

[I left it.]

“Yes, yes. ”

Qasim replied. Then, he hesitated and added.

“Y-yeah…"

[Work, maybe not.]

“It's a lot of work...... ”

His identity was Kal Rampage. Somehow he liked the secluded subspace, he has been coming into this space to help Qasim.

[......]

Kal Rampage glances at Qasim and says,

[A Goblin.]

Hmph!

Qasim frowns, staggering backwards.

Kal Rampage utters in a dull voice.

[By the way...... The Hellkisser loved Goblins.]

It was the first name I ever heard.

“Heh, heh, Hellkeiser? ”

[Yes.]

“...... ”

[He is the third heavenly master and apostle of all kinds.]

Qasim blinks, breathing heavily. Kal Rampage was fearful and mysterious to Qasim.

[He loved Goblins. This enhanced the power of Goblins' evolution.]

“Z, the power of evolution? ”

Qasim's question gives Kal Rampage a nod.

[Every species has its own unique ability. Not humans, not dragons, not Goblins, not Orcs. It could be spiritual, physical, natural, magical, or the history of their kind.]

Qasim swallows his saliva.

“Then……"

[Goblins can evolve in any direction. It has been promised since the day the seven heavens were created.]

“Ha, but Goblins are weak. ”

[Weak?]

Kal Rampage grins.

[Not really, kid. You don't know why he always loved Goblins.]

He walks up, sits next to Qasim.

Snow was pouring down from the sky. He glances upward and utters his last words.

[The third heavenly host, Hellkeizer, is also a Goblin.]

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[Now, let's try it.]

On TV, the food program was broadcasting. Chulho, Khan, Echo and Tangerine sat at the table and watched TV. The narrated voice was naturally surrounded by a very audible midnote.

Cheolho glances at the compartment.

Khan has been very popular lately. It's really not easy to be popular with the Seungwoo profession.

Perhaps people in five cities don't know the face of Khan, but they know the voice.

“That's weird.”

Echo, who was watching TV, mutters.

“What?”

With Cheolho's question, Echo tilts his head.

“I'm familiar with that voice. That's a good bass. ”

“...... ”

Kahn and Chulho face each other. You still haven't noticed.

“Where did you hear that? Are you a guest or an Awakener? ”

Echo begins to speculate with sharp eyes. Khan clears his throat.

Chulho decided not to listen to the fool anymore and went into the kitchen. The cheese made from honey milk was finally completed.

Honey Milk is hard to store in the refrigerator for about a day, but it is light and soft, making it look like tofu. When I eat it, it tastes the same as sweet and endless sweet cheese.

Ricotta cheese's blueness, honey's sweetness, and, if chewed well, mozzarella cheese's chewy edges fit well with salad leucine or crackers, in particular.

Cheolho brought out a table full of honey milk cheese in a cracker.

“Here, eat this. ”

Khan deliberately spoke to Echo in a low voice.

Echo turns to look at the box. And then he opened his mouth as if he were a garbage man.

“What's wrong with your voice? Damn it.”

“...... No, that's not it. ”

“Shut up.”

Echo picks up the cracker and puts it in his mouth, grudging at Khan for no reason.