"You've won this time."
Arjuna spoke, utterly convinced of his defeat. He, who had always been the hero, was now the antagonist, while Karna, his rival, had become the hero. From the start, he was destined to lose.
"Hmph, it's not a glorious victory, but your archery is indeed undeniable. Go back and practice hard. The next time we meet, I won't hold back."
Karna said this, and Arjuna smiled. The two half-brothers nodded to each other, and then Arjuna vanished.
Dr. Roman informed everyone that the Singularity had been corrected and they could return.
Mo Shuying returned to his normal state, hands behind his head, and smiled as he looked at the sky where stars were gradually appearing.
"Everyone, let's go back."
As everyone awoke in their pods, the Fifth Singularity, the North American Mythological War, concluded perfectly.
Mo Shuying exited the pod and saw Dr. Roman approaching, looking a bit unwell.
"What's wrong, Roman? Too many chilies?"
Mo Shuying asked, puzzled by Roman's constipated expression.
Roman's face darkened. He glared at Mo Shuying, then leaned in close to Mo Shuying's ear and whispered.
"Didn't you say you were bringing back food? Did you?"
"..."
Mo Shuying's pupils contracted. Oh, good grief!
I forgot about that!
"Well…"
Mo Shuying's eyes darted around as he thought of an excuse.
"Ahem… It's just that I couldn't find any. The Fifth Singularity had nothing. There was a war going on; common people couldn't even protect their lives. Who would be farming?"
On one side were mechanical armies that consumed oil and electricity, and on the other were god-made armies that didn't need to eat or sleep. Neither side had a habit of storing provisions.
Mo Shuying sighed, too. Such a vast land, it was a waste not to grow anything on it.
"Heh heh… I'm telling you, I'm not dealing with Da Vinci. You tell her yourself!"
As soon as Dr. Roman finished speaking, he turned and ran. Mo Shuying's eyes widened, just about to speak, but Roman was already gone. That speed—at least Agility A+.
"What do I do about this guy? Am I going to…"
Mo Shuying turned to look at Black Lancer Alter, who was emerging from her pod. Black Lancer Alter noticed Mo Shuying looking at her, straightened her back, and gave Mo Shuying a slight smile.
"This King is hungry, Rider. Go prepare for dinner."
Black Lancer Alter immediately demanded food. Her King's Stomach was hungry. Based on her hunger level, it should have dropped to 80% by now.
"Cough, cough, cough, Your Majesty… Is there a possibility that… you could eat a little less?"
Mo Shuying bit the bullet, trying to resolve the issue from its root.
Black Lancer Alter frowned.
"This King doesn't eat that much. What? Are you complaining that this King eats too much? Or are you not planning to make food for this King anymore? Rider, have you forgotten what you promised this King?"
Black Lancer Alter's three soul-searching questions left Mo Shuying speechless.
Although he didn't remember what he had promised Black Lancer Alter, given the current situation…
"No! No! This humble one didn't mean that! This humble one was asking, does Your Majesty eat Dragon Meat? Red Dragon meat?"
Mo Shuying whispered, leaning close to Black Lancer Alter's ear.
Perhaps feeling the warmth on her ear, Black Lancer Alter's face flushed slightly, then she spoke.
"Dragon Meat!? I haven't had it. I can try it."
"Huh? You can eat it? Aren't you rumored to have the Red Dragon Physique? A descendant of the Red Dragon, and you'll eat Red Dragon?"
Mo Shuying felt that Black Lancer Alter was really committed when it came to food.
"Why not eat it? Perhaps Red Dragon blood flows within this King, but what does that have to do with this King eating Dragon Meat? This King just hadn't encountered it before; otherwise, I would have eaten it long ago."
Black Lancer Alter stated, her reasoning perhaps not sound, but her confidence certainly was.
Mo Shuying silently gave a thumbs-up, then shouted to Child Gil, who had sensed trouble and was preparing to escape.
"Gil! Don't leave! We're having a barbecue party!"
Child Gil: "…"
And so, a barbecue party began.
As a celebration for conquering this Singularity, the Little Director granted special permission for the entire staff to have half a day off.
Outdoors at Chaldea, everyone pushed aside the snow and set up a dozen barbecue grills.
Of course, these grills were only for ordinary ingredients. For grilling Dragon Meat, only the Solar Fire of Vimana would do!
"Come on, come on~ Dragon Meat Skewers, Dragon Meat Skewers~ Freshly grilled Dragon Meat Skewers~"
Mo Shuying twirled his tongue and shouted, handing a handful of grilled Dragon Meat Skewers to the long-waiting Black Lancer Alter. Black Lancer Alter sucked the drool from the corner of her mouth, took the skewers, and with one bite, she entered a state of pure bliss.
Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was approaching with a drink in hand, showed a strange expression, but the next second, a skewer of Dragon Meat Skewers was offered to her.
Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Mo Shuying with a bit of surprise, not expecting him to save a skewer for her! A wave of emotion welled up from the bottom of her heart, and she happily took the skewer and skipped away.
"Strong! So strong! Did you finally figure things out?"
Child Gil, who was controlling Vimana nearby, exclaimed in surprise.
Mo Shuying smirked, a proud look on his face.
"See? Women always love food. As long as they have something to eat, they won't bother you. It's such a good method—shut their mouths, satisfy their stomachs, and hit the spot! Nailed it!"
Mo Shuying continued to grill skewers triumphantly. Child Gil frowned, feeling that what Mo Shuying said made sense, yet something still seemed off.
"I'm done, Rider!"
Black Lancer Alter handed the cleaned skewer stick to Mo Shuying. Mo Shuying paused, then quickly took it, and handed over another freshly grilled skewer. Black Lancer Alter's realm of happiness expanded once more.
"Wow, it's cleaner than when I first unwrapped it. No need to wash it. Gil, skewer!"
Mo Shuying handed the skewer stick to Child Gil, since it was all for Black Lancer Alter anyway.
Mo Shuying thought for a moment, then took out a half-meter-long piece of Dragon Meat, skewered it on a large stick, and started grilling. This amount was definitely comparable to a whole roasted lamb. As expected, only these "big guys" could satisfy Black Lancer Alter.
The barbecue feast continued until evening. Since there was no day or night here anyway, it ended when everyone had eaten and drunk their fill.
Black Lancer Alter tossed the soda bottle in her hand, and it landed precisely in the trash can. At this moment, she was full.
"Good, Rider. Let's do this again next time we have a chance. Oh, do you know which Singularity we're going to next? I wonder if there are any monsters there from which we can get meat. If so, we could bring some back. Sigh, so much Demon God Pillar meat was wasted last time, such a waste."
Evidently, Black Lancer Alter had become addicted to the taste, and Red Dragon Physique seemed to no longer fully satisfy her. She was starting to seek more excitement!
"That... I don't know. We'll have to ask Dr. Roman. However, if I'm not mistaken, it should be there."
Mo Shuying said, looking at Black Lancer Alter.
"There??"
Black Lancer Alter paused, but then understood.
Her eyes sharpened, and her voice became serious.
"Oh ho~ So that's where the next Singularity is. Not bad, not bad. This King... is suddenly a little excited."
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