In the case of Geomchi and the instructors, their attacking related skills were very high. Until recently, they’ve overly invested in Strength and Agility that they didn’t care about defense.
The damage output for them could be on par with those in the 300s, or even higher.
Having weak defense can seem like having a disadvantage; but looking objectively, it’s not an exaggeration to say they have the highest efficiency when it comes to hunting, if they don’t die.
“Alright.”
“No problem.”
Geomchi and the instructors said without a question while grinning.
If you compare swinging the sword alone, this was heaven. It was more interesting to fight against monsters in comparison.
But why would anyone risk the likelihood of death in a fight against monsters of similar level? Mobs in those hunting grounds could potentially deal powerful attacks, anybody would find that unwelcoming.
At the same while, the uneasiness due to the lack of defense was something that could not be easily overlooked.
But for those who enjoy hardships, these details weren’t at all alarming.
Everything weren’t for some simple level or wish for the end; it was to prepare for the quest!
“Two weeks to hit 270.”
It was Pale and Zephyr who offered their condolences to the other party.
Usually, it was unlikely for humans; to having to raise their levels at that rate was something to snort at.
They didn’t have complete faith in this at all. In the first place, this plan was beyond unreasonable!
But…they were Weed and the Geomchis.
“They can do it.”
“I think they can, those muscle heads.”
They watched with a bit of envy and jealousy in their eyes.
For the Geomchis, the preposterous plan might be a successful one; because for them, all they know was fighting.
It was something that the party could depend on nobody else but them.
Normally, the plan was still a bit excessive even for the Geomchis; but throughout Todeum, they would be the first to discover the new dungeons. With the 2x given, it was something doable.
Weed now face his party.
“Pale nim and the rest, please go and collect dozens of food ingredients.”
“’Yes!”
Pale replied without a problem.
This bit right here was also true. Since the Geomchis had to grind, they’d have to collect food for everybody.
It was something that could not be helped. During their time in the world of Vampires, all that was left of the wagon of foods was just the wagon itself; so in order to keep living, they have been collecting food.
“This maybe troublesome, but please collect food ingredients that are at least Intermediate grade. If possible, Advanced grade materials might be better.”
“Collect Intermediate or Advanced materials?”
Pale questioned.
It was because until now, Weed didn’t care for the level of the ingredients.
If one was to hunt 10 deer and noted down the ingredients, there’ll be several different grades. And collecting Advanced grade food materials was something easier said than done.
“I want to utilize my cooking skills to maximize the effectiveness of high quality foods. Since this could potentially elevate our lack of power just a bit more, this is a very important mission.”
Weed’s words were pretty clear.
To have found Tori was a glitter of hope, but he was still worried.
“We know the number of Vampires we can rescue is limited, plus comparatively to the Unicorns and Pegasus, our power is much weaker.”
Surka asked innocently.
“So what can we do?”
Weed replied with a clear cut answer.
“For us being here, most definitely, the more we fight, the more people we will lose.”
As the battle continues, the number of colleagues will be reduced.
To them, whether it’s the Unicorns or the Pegasus, the differences in level and size isn’t something they can handle. For all the Geomchis, Romuna or Irene, if they are attacked, then the possibility of them dying isn’t that far off.
Losing their focus even for a split second and are attacked a second time, it would be an instant death!
The Unicorns and Pegasus are very strong.
The sorts Pale and the party have never hunted before.
Weed added a slight tension with his last few words.
“There’ll be many deaths. Even if we ended up lucky and the quest is successful, the majority of us here will die. I want to ensure, even if it’s a slight number, that more people will survive throughout the quest by means of preparations.”
“……”
The words didn’t bring up their determination in the least. Even if party somehow succeeds, knowing that they could potentially die anytime only left the lingering feeling of despair in the depths.
“So every one of you need to take responsibility and cook your own meal, today’s meal is…”
Weed paused slightly.
It’s always best to draw it out rather than spoon fed them.
Excitement and anticipation!
Gauging their hunger appropriately was the main ingredient to bring out the foods’ taste.
“Flower Bibimbap!”
“Woooeahh!”
Weed began to cook.
Making an edible meal from flower petals and mushrooms and herbs mixed together with rice. Finally, mixing in honey and red pepper paste to create a gourmet among delicacies!
There weren’t that many different dishes prepared, nevertheless, he made enough dishes to have an adequate sangdari. (it’s kinda like everybody’s individual salad. A sangdari is the many separate dishes prepared individually, while the bibambap is a mixing by oneself from all these dishes. Not 100% sure. An educated guess.)
Have created Flower Bibimbap.
Simple made cooking.
Have minor effects, but a bowl does not dissipate hunger.
With every bowl, Weed also decorated the meal using the flower petals.
From one to another, each had its own custom design, such as a sword or a shield.
Through this means, it further increases the value of food skills!
The aesthetic image of the food was just as important as the taste.
Weed had fully comprehended how to maximize cheap cuisine.
Of course, there was a story behind the Flower Bibimbap.