Chapter 521 - Divine Mecha! II (2/2)

Tang Wulin’s eyes went wide with comprehension. “Yes, Uncle-master. I understand.”

“Good,” Zhen Hua continued, his stern expression melting into a gentle smile. “I speak for myself and on behalf of your teachers when I say this. All of us are watching you grow and doing our best to lead you down the correct path. You’re progressing just fine as a blacksmith. All you need now is time. Do you remember how you chose not to boost your cultivation with medicines? In doing so, you had already decided on the path of a battle armor master. You will one day become a four-word battle armor master and stand at the top of the world. When that day comes, you’ll have the time to do whatever interests you. Getting a mecha for transportation was a good idea, but do not delve any deeper until you have the time for it.”

“Yes, Uncle-master!” Tang Wulin exclaimed.

“You’re a clever kid, Wulin,” Zhen Hua said. “I won’t lecture you any longer.”

It was then that the chef spoke up, breaking the tension. “Well, it’s almost noon, so I’ll cook us lunch!”

He walked over to the rear of his mecha and pressed a button. In a sudden flash of light, box dropped from the belly of the mecha, landing on the floor with a thud. The box was a meter in length on all sides. The mecha clearly had a built-in spatial storage, otherwise it wouldn’t have had room for the box.

Tang Wulin rushed over to help, but the chef waved him away.

“I’m fine!” he said. “I can do it myself.”

With a swift kick, the lid of the box came flying off, and the chef caught it in one hand. Then he and the box disappeared. He hadn’t vanished in a flash of teleportation, but a blur of sheer speed.

The chef truly was a strange person. He was powerful enough to have a red-grade mecha, yet he chose to spend his time cooking.

Zhen Hua tracked the chef’s leaving figure and quietly said, “Jeez, that guy! He gets distracted way too easily.” Then he glanced at Tang Wulin. “He’s just as talented as you are, you know, but he’s never been able to cross the threshold and become a Hyper Douluo. He just has too many things on his mind. He agreed to show you his mecha today because he wanted to serve as an example of what not to do. Considering his background, he should have been able to stand at the very peak of the continent.”

“Just who is he, Uncle-master?” Tang Wulin asked.

Zhen Hua gave him a wry smile. “You can ask him yourself when we eat. You’ve actually caused him a bit of trouble for a while now. When he found out you were coming today, he rushed over and prepared ingredients that even I wouldn’t normally be able to eat.”

“Because of me?” Tang Wulin tilted his head in confusion.

Zhen Hua nodded. “You’ve got a lot to digest, so I won’t be teaching you blacksmithing today. Let’s go wait for the food.”

On the short trip back to Zhen Hua’s office, Tang Wulin was filled with curiosity. Just who is that chef? Uncle-master said he couldn’t become a Hyper Douluo, but that means he’s still a Titled Douluo! And he has a red-grade mecha! He’s gotta be famous. He's probably as strong as grandteacher! Hm. But it seems like Uncle-master feels sorry for him. I wonder why?

Curiosity quickly became doubt, and they arrived at the office. Zhen Hua led them past his working area and into a dining room, then to a waiting table where they sat down. Tang Wulin sat beside Gu Yue, and Zhen Hua across from them, an empty chair for the chef beside him. After an hour of waiting, the chef brought out a whole spread of delicacies, each intricately assembled in appetizing ways. The aromas that wafted from the foods sang to Tang Wulin’s stomach.

The first dish to be served was soup. A clear broth with a sweet fragrance was ladled into four separate bowls and placed before everyone at the table.

Zhen Hua’s eyes lit up as soon as he saw the dish, and he chuckled. “Wulin, I’m really lucky to have you here today! This is immortal spirit mushroom soup. It’s amazing stuff!”

Immortal spirit mushroom? Tang Wulin’s mind stirred as he recognized the name.

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