[Greedy Sword God] broke the defense and said.
"Then why the hell are you calling it noodles?!"
The Hell Dwarf sneered coldly.
"At least it should crunch like Gabeng when you slurp it!"
[Tomb Chef God] couldn't laugh, and [Greedy Sword God] almost spat out his brain matter.
"Damn! You might as well go back to slurping your lava!"
He thought the opponent would get angry, but instead, the dwarf proudly smiled.
"My grandpa's grandpa could definitely do it! A real Hell Dwarf eats only thick and tough stuff!"
After speaking, he walked away proudly.
The goblins nearby swarmed in, eagerly finishing off the leftover "snot porridge," smacking their lips and critiquing it.
"Where's the meat, only two pieces?"
"This vendor's so stingy!"
"Yeah, totally!"
"Is the flavor so bland because they're stingy with the salt?!"
"We goblins absolutely won't pay swindlers!"
"Right! Bring another bowl! Hurry!"
