Chapter 112.2
Normally, they respected my opinions, but whenever something felt off, they would start their unsolicited advice disguised as nagging.
“May I ask just one question?” Corporal Seo Su-hyeok said suddenly.
“Uh? Sure.”
I felt tension at the thought of receiving some harsh feedback. Instead, Seo Su-hyeok’s question shifted the focus.
“You mentioned that those who often consume high-quality meals can’t perceive the effects of lower-quality food well. Is that really the case?”
“Ah, very much so,” I replied, recalling my recent experience.
The dungeon boss—[Pope of the Deep Blue]. The title “Pope” didn’t seem like just a nickname; it likely carried massive weight in its own world. After tasting so many lavish dishes, I felt my own cooking would never match its refined palate.
As I elaborated on my experiences, Min-jae chimed in. “Young-joon, you’re probably the best cook around at this moment.”
“If that’s the case… Hmm.”