Chapter 3: Both Sides Are Very Satisfied with Their Gifts!

Gu Man was dumbfounded.

“This game doesn’t require money but food?”

It was too realistic!

The way those people ate, so devout and reverent, made it seem as if they weren’t consuming ordinary food but divine nectar.

She hadn’t even been hungry, but now she suddenly felt an appetite.

And just after that handsome city lord finished making his wish—

Ping-pong!

A crisp sound echoed.

A palm-sized crystal block, glowing blue and resembling a sapphire yet more lustrous and translucent, fell to the ground.

It was even more mesmerizing than gemstones.

At first, Gu Man was startled, but soon she became captivated, unable to take her eyes off it.

Who wouldn’t love something so dazzling, beautiful, and mysterious?

She picked it up—cool to the touch, instantly dispelling the heat in her body.

Even more astonishing, the cool sensation traveled up her arm, washing away the restlessness in her mind, leaving her feeling utterly refreshed.

“What is this?”

“Can this phone transfer objects both ways?”

“Transferring in-game items to reality—this is unbelievable!”

She was in shock.

Such a thing only existed in novels and myths. How could it possibly happen in real life?

And yet, it was happening right before her eyes.

How could she not be amazed?

As if understanding her confusion, the city lord in her phone spoke with devotion, tinged with a bit of embarrassment:

“This is a water-elemental crystal core from a tier-seven exotic beast. Wearing it can cleanse bodily impurities, calm the mind, clear the eyes, stabilize the soul, and extend lifespan. Does the Savior like it?”

Like it?

Love it!

She adored it!

She already had trouble sleeping—nights of insomnia, along with her recent exhaustion, had left her on the brink of collapse.

Her mental state was growing fragile.

If this went on, she might not even have the chance to spend her money before she ended up in a psychiatric ward.

This stone came at the perfect time—it was a godsend!

Not to mention, it could purify the body and prolong life!

No exaggeration—if this crystal core were put up for auction, people would go crazy bidding ten billion for it!

But she would never sell it. Not for a hundred billion!

And yet, the other party only asked for some food in return?

That was way too little!

She sprang to the kitchen with newfound energy.

“Zhang Ma, do we have any more food?”

Zhang Ma was startled—rarely had she seen the young lady in such good spirits. It made her happy to see.

“Yes, yes, I steamed ten large Shandong mantous. Do you want some?”

“I do!”

Seeing those plump, white mantous, each as big as a helmet, Gu Man’s eyes curved into a joyful smile.

She packed them all up.

Then, she opened the fridge and grabbed jars of pickled long beans, marinated potatoes, and cold seaweed salad before dashing back to her room.

Zhang Ma watched in a daze.

A moment later, her phone chimed.

A transfer of 100,000 yuan.

“Zhang Ma, please go out and buy more food—whatever ingredients, seasonings, anything. Spend it all.”

Zhang Ma was puzzled—what was the young lady doing?

But thinking of everything she had been through recently, she sighed.

“Maybe she’s venting in her own way. If it helps, that’s good.”

“If I were her, I wouldn’t be able to handle it. I’d probably lose my mind.”

Zhang Ma deeply admired Gu Man—for reclaiming her mother’s shares from that beast of a father, for standing strong despite being betrayed by almost everyone.

The young lady would be okay.

Gu Man carried the food to her room, ready to scan it, but then she realized—there was only mantou and no water. That would be too dry.

So she hauled in three barrels of bottled water.

Oddly enough, something that used to be heavy now felt much lighter.

She pulled out her phone.

Scan.

【Detected transferable food items:

• Ten Shandong mantous
• One jar of pickled long beans
• One jar of marinated potatoes
• Twenty packs of cold seaweed salad
• Three barrels of bottled water

Would you like to transfer?】

Transfer.

Click.

【Transfer complete.】

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After making his request, Song Lüfeng felt anxious.

Would the Savior accept his offering?

A small crystal core certainly couldn’t match the value of the incredible meal they had just received, but he could only try and see.

As for the photo transfer function, he had figured it out the moment he got the phone.

After all, there were only a few features on such an ancient device—it wasn’t hard to use.

Yet, even after sending the crystal core, he felt a strong sense of disbelief.

Would it really work?

A dozen heads huddled together, even more nervous than him.

Could a Savior really exist?

Could they truly conjure food from the Golden Age for them to eat?

But the flavors, the nutrients, the satisfying fullness—it had been undeniably real.

They had experienced it firsthand.

Yet, after waiting for a while, no food appeared.

Worry spread.

“Did we not offer enough crystal cores? Maybe the Savior is displeased!”

“I think so too—we should have sent at least a hundred or so, in all different colors!”

“But what if the Savior sees them as worthless, like we’re begging? What if they get angry at us?”

“What if the Savior is upset and refuses to respond anymore?”

Song Lüfeng disagreed.

“Let’s wait a little longer.”

“I don’t think the Savior is like what you’re saying.”

Otherwise, why would they have given them such delicious food without expecting anything in return?

Just as he finished speaking—

A pile of steaming, soft, and fragrant mantous appeared on the table. Two had rolled off to the ground, picking up some dust.

Immediately after, a jar of pickled long beans, a jar of marinated potatoes, and twenty packs of cold seaweed salad appeared.

A marinated potato jar teetered on the table’s edge, but the young general, Shu Wen, caught it midair.

The others snapped out of their shock and hurriedly picked up the fallen mantous.

Shi Zhuang activated his powers to keep the mantous warm, preventing the earlier issue with the cold dishes.

Old General Shi Hai picked up a mantou, dazed.

“What… is this?”

The rich aroma filled the air, making his mouth water.

Of course, he knew it was food—it was white and fluffy, surely delicious.

But what exactly was this round, plump thing called?

Everyone turned to Du Guan.

Pushing up his glasses, he tried to remain calm.

He pinched off a piece of mantou, dust and all, and chewed it.

“The more you chew, the sweeter it gets. This soft texture resembles a northern staple food from the Golden Age—mantou.”

“This is mantou?”

Everyone stared at the pile of mantous on the table.

Some had studied Golden Age culture and cuisine.

It was a common staple food.

Their eyes filled with envy.

Their ancestors had eaten so well!

That truly was the Golden Age!

Even their daily staple food was this delicious, eaten at every meal.

And yet, they had never even had the chance to taste it.

“City Lord?”

Everyone looked eagerly at Song Lüfeng.

“Since it’s a gift from the Savior, everyone should try it.”

And so, no one hesitated any longer—they wiped their hands clean and reached for the mantous.

The conference room was soon filled with sounds of delight and satisfaction.

“What’s this?”

Someone opened the jars.

A tangy aroma filled the air.

The person who lifted the lid was hit with the smell, blinking in surprise.

“What a unique scent!”

Then came the marinated potatoes.

A milder scent, but equally unfamiliar.

Du Guan, their food expert, stepped up again.

He took a bite of the pickled long beans—his whole body shuddered from the spicy and sour kick.

“The flavor—it’s spicy, stimulating, and sour—definitely whets the appetite.”

“The Golden Age had an advanced pickling process. I need to look up more details, but I’m sure this pairs perfectly with mantou.”

Soon, everyone was eagerly trying them out, forming their own preferences.

Then, someone noticed—

“Look! The Savior even sent water!”