The players frequently looked this way, but Mu Rufeng ignored them and didn't greet them.
Mu Rufeng didn't have much interaction with them, and not having them turned into meat pigs by the factory manager was already a big favor.
"Mr. Mu, would you like to order some extra dishes for those players?" the factory manager came over and whispered.
"No need, let it be as it is. Don't target them deliberately, and don't go out of your way to accommodate them," Mu Rufeng said.
Providing a relatively safe environment was the greatest help Mu Rufeng could offer them.
He couldn't over-pamper them, as it would make their mentality better, giving them a higher chance of surviving in the next instance world.
In just over ten minutes, seven or eight big dishes had filled the entire table.
It had to be said, all of them were delicacies from the mountains and seas.
Not to mention having eaten them, some Mu Rufeng hadn't even seen before.