CHAPTER 531: CHAPTER 444: THE 4TH MELEE MASTERY (4000)

Generally speaking, bedtime stories are a method parents use to coax children to sleep during infancy and early childhood.

And children at this stage are usually between one to four years old.

Evidently, it’s quite challenging to expect Mirel to remember the bedtime story the Enchanting Demon Queen told her over seventy years ago.

"But Mother said, the entire Blood Patterned Black Dragon clan has entered the Outer City." Mirel said apologetically, "Perhaps after going to the Outer City, we can ask the older generation of Blood Patterned Black Dragons about this matter."

"That’s the only choice." Li Zheng didn’t feel disappointed. After all, he was going into the Outer City soon, so he didn’t mind waiting a few more days.

"Let’s eat first, and taste the delicacies from beyond the Abyss Race."

Li Zheng found a spot to place the boiled meat slices, served a few portions, and sent them to Li Chun and the others. This was a promise he had made before, and he had been fulfilling it without missing a meal.

The Red Polis sat down with Sakura, each dividing part of their bodies and using their "Mimicry" ability to transform into bowls and spoons to feed the still-dazed Sakura.

Mirel glanced at the stove, then went over to sit down, kneeling with her legs together.

Li Zheng fetched a small bowl and served her a bit: "Be careful, it might be a little spicy for you."

The supplies like condiments in the Matrix were plentiful, and most were brands that existed on Earth. Li Zheng estimated that when the Matrix enlisted players, it had emptied quite a few warehouses.

"Thank you." Mirel took the bowl and was about to grab it with her hand when Li Zheng stopped her.

Handing over a pair of chopsticks, Li Zheng asked, "Do your Abyss Race usually not use utensils?"

"Utensils?" Mirel examined the chopsticks in her hand and asked, "You mean these skewers for roasting meat?"

Skewers...

Alright, Li Zheng remembered the two snacks that Sylvie had introduced to him at the Enchanting Demon tavern and roughly guessed what the Abyss Race’s usual meals were like.

"These are not skewers..." Li Zheng described the use of chopsticks to Mirel.

Mirel nodded frequently as she listened: "So that’s how you use them. Very simple, yet an incredibly ingenious design."

Saying so, she clumsily tried a few times and found she couldn’t even pick up a piece of meat, immediately feeling suspicious if Li Zheng was teasing her.

Li Zheng chuckled, picked up the bowl and chopsticks himself, easily picked up a slice of meat, and put it into his mouth, shrugging at Mirel.

The meat was still hot, but with Li Zheng’s current physique, this temperature felt like warm water.

If it had been when he first entered the Matrix, he wouldn’t dare eat something so hot.

Eating hot food frequently can damage the esophageal mucosa and over time increases the risk of esophageal cancer.

Mirel, naturally talented, made slight adjustments based on Li Zheng’s demonstration, and the pair of chopsticks became her toy, dexterously picking at a piece of meat in the bowl until she became completely adept.

"You’re learning fast." Li Zheng said with a smile, knowing that even among Earth people, most from Western Countries can’t use chopsticks.

Li Zheng once saw a foreigner who had been in Dragon Country for five years and still hadn’t learned to use chopsticks; his posture holding them looked awkward to Li Zheng.

If he hadn’t been a stranger, Li Zheng would have wanted to teach him hand-by-hand!

So how did Li Zheng know that foreigner had been in Dragon Country for five years if he didn’t know him?

Because, at the time, a buddy in the restaurant, who had the same thought as Li Zheng, couldn’t stand it anymore and took action. When he asked, Li Zheng happened to overhear their conversation.

Li Zheng still couldn’t forget that buddy’s expression at the time, seemingly unable to comprehend how an adult could not learn the technique of using chopsticks in five years.

Mirel held the chopsticks with her petite hands, adeptly picking at the air twice: "Actually, you just have to watch a few times, then try, and you’ll basically learn it.

This utensil called chopsticks, if I have the chance, I want to take them back for Mother, to spread them through the entire Enchanting Demon Race.

Eating with such utensils gives one an elegant demeanor, and Mother will definitely like it."

Li Zheng laughed and said, "Is that so? Then you will be the ambassador for chopsticks in the Enchanting Demon Race, responsible for promoting the use of chopsticks."

"No problem!" Mirel picked at the air twice again, increasingly fond of this simple and practical utensil, to the point of wanting to keep it by her side even when sleeping at night.

"Then try our local delicacies too, and while you’re at it, take on the job as the dietary ambassador." Li Zheng said amusedly, Mirel’s appearance was too deceptively innocent, he couldn’t help but treat her like a child.

"Okay!"

Mirel picked up the piece of meat she had been playing with for a while and put it into her mouth, her eyes widened instantly.

Unlike the Abyss Race’s dietary preferences, the numbing and spicy flavor of the boiled meat slices quickly captured her heart, especially the dual texture of numbing and spicy perfectly incorporated, which was a unique experience for her.

"Delicious!"

In the next second, Mirel moved her chopsticks like the wind, creating afterimages. That small bowl of boiled meat slices was gone cleanly within thirty seconds, her tiny mouth filled, cheeks puffing in and out, like a little hamster.

Her rosy lips were smeared with the broth from the boiled meat slices, making them even more lustrous and appetizing.

Such beauty, it’s simply unbelievable!

Li Zheng sighed in his heart: With a foundation so alluring even in her growth stage, what will it be like when she reaches maturity?

Currently, the most beautiful mature woman Li Zheng has seen in his life is only one, and that is the Enchanting Demon Queen.