Above the big rock, Jiang Ning, in order to enhance the hot pot experience, had not controlled the smell, letting it drift freely.
The people scattered across the mountain caught whiffs of the scent that were so rich it made the crowd restless.
Originally, everyone had struggled to reach the summit in the middle of the night, famished, many having only nibbled on dry rations to fill their stomachs. Now wrapped in clothes, shivering through the night, and then this happened.
The aroma of the tomato pot was outrageous, and people instantly recognized it--tomatoes cultivated in Hu Qi Mountain's sacred land emitted a fragrance that no ordinary person could resist.
Even under normal circumstances, the scent would be hard to ignore, let alone in such harsh conditions.
Many tourists cursed under their breath.
Someone became a self-proclaimed guardian of justice, speculating with malice, "Why can he cook hot pot? It's forbidden to bring lighters up the mountain, and to start fires!"
