"Quick, have a taste!"
A few had already squatted down and started scooping up sand and eating it with their hands.
Some of the more wild ones even shoved their heads directly into the dirt, burrowing like animals.
Ning Zheng, who was greeting them at the door, did not expect them to start eating dirt as soon as they arrived.
He heard that this move was called "Old Man Pushing Dirt," one of the eighteen dirt-eating techniques blacksmiths must learn, and he was speechless:
"I don't even know how this became popular; they look so silly burrowing into the ground."
Soon, after chewing a few bites, these blacksmiths finally realized they were part of the Human Race and spat the dirt out.
It tasted terrible; they wanted to throw up.
"Hahaha, you fools."
"I pretended to eat it, and you guys actually went for it."
"Hilarious, I successfully lured you in."
