Chapter 1310 - 872: Containers Everywhere (2)

Chapter 1310: Chapter 872: Containers Everywhere (2)

Faced with the demon attack, they did not appear flustered or helpless.

Abis stopped in front of a shop with a sign reading "Standard Rations · Custom Flavors."

This sign was particularly attractive in the modest surroundings.

Abis knew clearly that, for others, the Night Watcher’s rations had always been very famous. To be honest, even they hadn’t anticipated this.

Kana racked his brains but couldn’t figure out why this item suddenly became popular.

"Since you all traveled from afar, why not try the ’specialty’ of the Night Watchers?"

Abis’s mouth curled into an almost imperceptible arc, actively pushing open the door and walking in.

Inside, the shop was unexpectedly lively but not noisy.

The shelves were filled with sealed packaging blocks of uniform shapes but with different colored labels, which were none other than the famous "Night Watcher Standard Rations."

As well as various special categories developed later.

In the center of the shop, there was an open counter, behind which stood a serious-looking half-elf shopkeeper.

"Oh, this is it. I’ve been wanting to try it for a long time."

"Indeed, indeed, they always talked about it. I was thinking to have a good taste when I came here eventually."

"Is it really like the legends say?"

They suddenly became excited.

Out of curiosity, the delegation members each selected packaging with different flavor labels.

Firstly, of course, the standard flavor was the most important, followed by other recommendations.

The shopkeeper, having seen such scenes before, very familiarly recommended them to everyone.

The elf Aryan chose the one labeled "Moonshadow Berry," the dwarf Gloong grabbed the "Molten Malt Brew" without hesitation, Sofia tried the "Valley Vine Dew," and Node-07 opted for one marked "Basic Energy Original."

None of them tasted the standard flavor first.

After opening the package, inside were compressed blocks or bar-shaped items emitting scents as described by their labels.

Aryan took a bite of the "Moonshadow Berry," a tangy-sweet, fresh flavor with a scent of strange fruits spread in his mouth. Though the texture wasn’t delicate, it was very filling, and he even felt a slight, faint vitality spreading within him.

Though he couldn’t pinpoint where this taste came from, he had to admit it really suited the elves’ palate.

"This is interesting. Is this flavor specifically tailored for the Elf Race?"

The shopkeeper smiled and nodded but didn’t explicitly say that it wasn’t specifically formulated for elves; it was made for those living in harmony with nature.

The flavor of these beings shared some commonalities.

Gloong took a big bite of "Molten Malt Brew," and the roasted scent of black rye mixed with a slight bitterness akin to hops and a peculiar nutty richness made his eyes widen.

Unable to resist, he gulped down a swig of his own Dwarven Strong Alcohol, exclaiming, "Refreshing! This is way better than those dry biscuits from the blacksmith shop!"

The most absurd thing was that it felt like it could be a snack to go with drinks, yet eating it felt like it could fill one’s appetite like bread.

Too novel.

Even though they dwarves preferred drinking to focusing on food, he had to admit this surpassed their expectations.

Not for its taste, but for its harmonious pairing.

It felt like eating the dwarves’ specialty cuisine in the dwarf’s homeland.

This feeling brought a sense of comfort to the soul.

Of course, it wasn’t just them.

Sofia looked in surprise at the "Valley Vine Dew" in her hand, a taste that was sweet with a slight vegetal tartness, surprisingly fitting her taste, and the sunlight aura she instinctively disliked was completely overshadowed.

"Truly amazing, quite interesting."

She’s a half-demon, and although her taste was influenced by her family’s taste, the flavor in this standard ration seemed to have components very akin to demons.

This made her feel comfortable, even though she hadn’t tried anything similar.

Node-07 scanned it internally and completed the detection: "High-density energy, stable organic matter composition, unknown flavor mimicry... Safe for consumption." Then it also quietly took small bites.

It didn’t have any so-called flavor, just pure high-energy concentration, but this was just right for it.

"How did you manage to do this? Each one fits the taste very well, and there are so many choices. I heard everyone can accept eating this standard ration."

They couldn’t help but marvel at the novelty of these rations.

The owner just smiled and whispered, "Trade secret."

Abis recalled nearby.

Having such a level of adaptability is mainly due to the Night Watchers’ overly complex composition.

Or rather, the complexity of their world.

The Stone of Creation’s modification of the Human Race led to a world containing dozens or even hundreds of various races.

In such a scenario, the half-elves who became the Night Watchers’ food providers and supplied various Night Watchers with meals accumulated a lot of experience.

The different rations concocted by them are, of course, suitable for most races.

The standard ration is their most famous invention.

Of course, there are also various custom flavors.

To achieve such works, it essentially benefits from their unique design.

"Owner, twenty more of each kind!" Gloong shouted to the shopkeeper, wiping crumbs off his beard.

Aryan also spoke, "Give us ten of each flavor." He thought of the unused space in his space equipment, realizing he needed to bring back plenty of this "specialty" that could significantly boost morale.

At his legendary level, he was no longer overly concerned with ordinary financial wealth.

The shopkeeper nodded, without turning to the shelves to search, but directly opened the sliding cover of a standard alloy supply box labeled "XB-4" under the counter that looked quite ordinary.

Inside wasn’t filled with goods; it was empty — as the cover slid open, an odd space ripple appeared within.

The shopkeeper reached in as if probing a water surface, and moments later, he continuously took out stack after stack of neatly packaged standard rations, his movements as smooth as retrieving things from an ordinary box.

This fluid motion left the entire delegation stunned.

Gloong’s mouth hung open in an "O" shape, pointing at the ordinary alloy box, stammering, "Th-That inside... Is-Is it a dimensional space?"

Sofia’s hand trembled slightly; she clearly sensed the unusual space fluctuation at that moment, definitely not an illusion. ℯℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Node-07’s electronic eye flashed rapidly, repeatedly scanning the box, with the core processor slightly humming from overload analyzing the sudden influx of anomalous data.

It concluded, "High-strength space stabilization force field enveloped... Unable to scan deeply... Detected dimension warp residue... Very standard spatial model..."

Even the usually composed Aryan gasped, his gaze sharp as a hawk, swiftly scanning the other shops outside the door.

Those shops similarly stocked identical "XB-4" boxes, with several people in logistics uniforms leisurely opening one, skillfully taking entire bundles of purification potions and bandage packs into pushcarts.

He whipped his head around to the main road, the "standard supply boxes" being transported on hover platforms, the ammunition boxes stacked like mountains by the city walls, the familiar numbering format... A terrifying thought almost froze his blood.

Wait.

Could it be?

Storage devices... Had they become so widespread... That they were the basic... Material containers?

The "supplies" they had seen piled up like mountains on the periphery weren’t visually plentiful, but rather spatial stacking!

Each box’s internal space probably far exceeded its external dimensions!

In an instant, they all realized this.

Aryan looked at Abis, who still wore her calm and placid expression.

As if such "spatial magic spectacles," akin to the top-tier powers of the Star Realm, within the Night Watcher’s domain, were as natural as drinking or eating.

He instantly understood that what Blood Pit Fortress revealed to them was not just the victory of that divine war and the splendor of iron flowers but the remote world it represented.

The foundation of "Ring Tower City" and the "Blood Silver Savior Kana" was so unfathomable that even guests from the heart of Blood War Fortress felt a tinge of dread.

Abis’s invitation and casual presentation were nothing short of an unspoken declaration.

Blood Pit Fortress, the pin of order standing in the Abyss, its profound foundation far exceeded their initial imagination.

And this diplomatic mission’s core goal — to open material channels, might be far more shocking and complex than they had anticipated.