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Before dawn on the second day, Sang Qingxiao stepped into the backyard and saw Misha busy in the Back Kitchen.
Up so early?
The dough was already prepared, the skins rolled out, the filling chopped, and even the broth for the soup noodles was simmering nicely. If it weren't for waiting for her to mix the filling, the buns would probably have already been steamed.
How diligent.
My mistake, I forgot to mention that Sang Qingxiao opened one of the small wooden compartments embedded in the wall of the kitchen. These compartments were stocked with supplies, meant for those lazy days when one overslept and couldn't get up in the morning.
Inside, there were wooden plaques engraved with symbols. At first glance, they seemed unremarkable, but upon closer inspection, one could see that each square meter was filled with steaming dishes, indistinguishable from when they had just been cooked—one could simply reach in and take them out.
You can use Spatial Symbols?
Misha was quite surprised. Very few people in the Demon Subduing Institute could draw Spatial Symbols, and among those few, the success rate was extremely low. After all, grasping something as abstract as space was quite challenging.
Yet she had managed to create so many!
The Spatial Symbols she drew were not only structurally stable but also incorporated Time Symbols. If other Demon Catchers saw this precious technique being used merely to store food, they would surely lament such a waste.
Is it difficult? I can give you a few, or I could teach you.
What a joke! You want to teach a demon how to draw symbols?
Why not?
Teach a hunter's methods to its prey?
Misha thought Sang Qingxiao was joking and didn't believe her. She changed the subject. What about the ingredients I prepared this morning?
No rush; let's store them first. We can cook later. There's still some time before we open for business. Let me take you to the warehouse.
Next door to Misha's place was the warehouse.
When they opened the door, it was empty inside. Sang Qingxiao lifted a floor tile, revealing a Cellar beneath.
Misha followed her down.
The Cellar was bustling with activity.
No wonder she hadn't seen the Mountain Spirit in the morning; it turned out everyone had gathered here.
This Cellar was enormous, about twice the size of a Small Tavern. The walls of the Cellar were also lined with numerous wooden compartments of various sizes, each labeled to indicate what was stored inside.
There were all kinds of ingredients, various ores, herbs, and Gold and Silver Jewelry.
In short, the supplies were extremely abundant.
In the cellar, a space was left in the middle, where a complex circular symbol about two meters wide was drawn on the ground. Surrounding the symbol were twice as many Mountain Spirits as last night, seemingly waiting for something.
As the two descended the stairs, the circular symbol suddenly illuminated. When the light faded, a freshly dead cow appeared in the empty space, its throat still steaming with blood.
The Mountain Spirits gathered around, skillfully tending to the carcass.
"This is a Teleportation Circle," Sang Qingxiao explained with a smile.
"You actually know such advanced formations?"
"Is this something that mere talent can explain?"
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