“Let’s set off now,” Winston said sternly. With that, he tore off his skirt and transformed into a tiger, before leading the twenty elites and sprinting off to the sea.

The remaining beastmen stayed and helped out, and Damien was in charge of sieving the starch noodles. By the end of the day, all the stone fruits were turned into starch noodles.

After drying in the wind for two to three days, the solidified starch noodles were bundled up. There was enough to last Irina for a year.

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On Winston’s side, having traveled day and night without resting, they reached their destination—which would otherwise have taken five days—in four...