Chapter 112.1
“I was wondering if you could spare some combat rations,” Chang-su mumbled, looking a bit sheepish as he made the request.
Combat rations. I had prepared them myself, so hearing him ask felt a bit strange. “Uh, was that too shameless of me?” he added.
My brow furrowed in confusion. “I wasn’t sure what you were going to ask for. So it was that?”
Chang-su nodded earnestly. “The effects are truly impressive, and the taste is even better.”
Well, of course it was. I’m the one who made them. But still, I couldn’t shake this odd feeling. “Combat rations are nice and all, but they’re not as enjoyable or effective as a proper meal, are they?”
It felt a bit odd referring to them as my signature dish when they had tasted my properly prepared meals before.
Chang-su shook his head. “While the taste and effects are excellent, there’s something even more remarkable about them.”
“What do you mean? Isn’t taste and effect all that matters?”
“It’s an item that provides buffs even without a buffer. Think about it.”