Despite claiming the live stream wasn't very interesting, Mo Si remained in the broadcast room.
He had entered the live stream using his own top, top, top-tier encrypted account. To avoid exposing his identity, he hadn't posted any comments.
But his eyes never left the holographic screen.
Time had never flown by so quickly for him.
It had already... been half an hour.
An aroma that no one could possibly refuse filled the air. She was starting to serve the dish, beginning the random drawing for the tasting spots!
It was Mo Si's first time trying to snag a spot, and he almost missed his chance. Fortunately, his reflexes were incredibly fast, and a plate of Braised Bamboo Shoots with Rice soon materialized before him.
The Imperial Blade thought, 'This is just data. No matter how alluring the aroma, it can't hide the fact that it's merely a string of data.'
'The taste probably won't be as intense as the aroma.'
