Li Hongtian

In a fantasy world where martial artists can split mountains and creeks with a wave of their hand and break rivers with a kick, there exists a little restaurant like this.
The restaurant isn't large, but it is a place where countless apex existences will rush into.
There, you can taste egg-fried rice made from phoenix eggs and dragon blood rice.
There, you can drink strong wine brewed from vermillion fruit and water from the fountain of life.
There, you can taste the barbecued meat of a ninth grade supreme beast sprinkled with black pepper.
What? You want to abduct the chef? That's not going to happen, because there's a tenth grade divine beast, the Hellhound, lying at the entrance.
Oh, that chef also has a robotic assistant that killed a ninth grade supreme being with a single hand and a group of crazy women whose stomachs were conquered.
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Gourmet of Another World

CatatoPatch

The Netherworld and the Hidden Dragon Continent had different currencies.

After all, the two zones were different civilizations. In the Hidden Dragon Continent, crystals were the common currency, but once one entered the Netherworld, it would no longer be.

The Nether King himself did not expect that he would need to spend crystals when he came to the Hidden Dragon Continent.

The atmosphere instantly descended into awkwardness. The Nether King pouted his lips as he looked at Nethery, as if he wanted to use his attractive gaze to move her.

Unfortunately, it didn't take long for him to be disappointed. Nethery's face did not have a trace of emotion, remaining incomparably ice-cold, and there was not a trace of any movement toward the Nether King's watery big eyes.

Looking at the latter's eyes was like looking at a talking wooden block.

"What's crystals? Can you eat it?" Nethery said.

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