Ming never expected that Smith would be such a fool, but it's also possible that he over-complicated the word 'feed' due to nervousness.
Fortunately, his own puppets weren't idiots and picked up the spirit and physical potions to drink by themselves.
[Puppet Raoul and Kyomoto Jiro, feel like they are good to go...]
[Puppet Raoul looks at the human trying to take advantage of him, go stay on the side...]
[...]
"Are you talking to me? What do you mean? I don't understand?"
Smith stood in place with his hand on his face, at a loss for what to do. An imperial-level monster was actually talking to him.
[Puppet Raoul spins in place, shaking off the berserk zombie soldiers clinging to him, and looks at you with a hehe~]
[...]
"Don't be picky~ Just use it for now~"
Ming winked at the complaining Raoul, turned his head, and continued to run wildly, drinking down the spirit and physical potions on the go.
