Feng Bujue let out a long sigh, internally glad that he did not pull out Mario's Wrench, because he did not think that he would be able to stop Oink from taking that excellent quality weapon. Actually, it was not that big a loss to give up the kitchen knife. After all, trading a normal quality weapon that could be found practically everywhere in a large-sized scenario for an item unique to the scenario that could recover one's Life Points was a fair trade.
Feng Bujue rushed to grab a bowl and headed to the stove. He glanced into the two pots and used the ladle to stir them around to look at the ingredients. The ingredients were the same in both pots; there were pork and pig's bone. On the table to the side, there were even discarded pig's organs. Seeing those, Feng Bujue sighed in relief, but at the same time, he wondered if he would be able to cook his own brethren were he placed in Oink's shoes. What would be going through his mind then?
