On the dining table sat four meat dishes, twelve vegetarian dishes, and three soups.
In the pot on the other side, a massive batch of rice had been steamed—enough for twenty people.
Since it was her first time cooking on Hope One, and having heard Moore mention Su Mo's terrifying appetite, Shen Ke hadn't minded the exhaustion. She had prepared an entire feast.
Seeing so many dishes, Su Mo thought for a moment before opening his interface. He called over Lu Yongyi, Zhang Long, and the other captains. Fourteen people sat neatly around the circular table.
"Master, the psychic energy water Moore brought is the un-upgraded version!"
Seeing Moore's fearful, evasive gaze and his dramatically exaggerated little movements, Su Mo chuckled. Everyone else seated at the table burst into roaring laughter as well.
At this, Moore relaxed. He sat down obediently, though his eyes darted around.
"Alright, let's eat. There's no need for pleasantries. A toast to our survival!"
"Cheers!"
"..."
