Chapter 153

Hearing that it was time to eat, Artoria’s ahoge stood up, and she looked at him with anticipation.

“It is indeed time to eat.”

Feng Xi looked at the Hundred Personas Hassan and said: “I’ll leave it to you.”

Hundred Personas Hassan: “...”

She was wrong; she shouldn’t have responded to this summoning.

A dignified Assassin, actually forced to work as a delivery person.

First Generation, I have brought shame upon you.

Although she was reluctant, her body was very obedient; she took the funds Feng Xi handed her and split into several clones to buy food.

Taking advantage of the time, Feng Xi glanced at Gilgamesh and Iskandar and was stunned.

These two were actually playing Super Mario.

It seemed they were competing on clear times, and they had even set rules: no skipping levels and no shortcuts.

Their operations were smooth and fluid; the masters from his previous life would probably have to bow in admiration.

In one word, it was skillfully heartbreaking.

Soon, the clones of the Hundred Personas Hassan brought everything back, but...

“Why is it all sweet bread!”

Feng Xi looked at the large bag of bread, dumbfounded.

Although sweet bread was a traditional Romanian dessert, they couldn’t just eat this.

The clone said helplessly: “It’s morning now; many restaurants aren’t open, and only bread is for sale.”

Feng Xi: “...”

Fine, he hadn’t considered that.

Gilgamesh: “Mongrel, you don’t expect us to eat this, do you?”

Feng Xi: “What’s wrong with this? In times of famine, you wouldn’t even be able to get such good food.”

“Hmm, this is much better than the bread from my era.”

Artoria had already started, stuffing bread into her mouth one after another.

Feng Xi: “...”

Fine, he had overlooked Artoria, the big eater; it seemed this bread wouldn’t even be enough for her alone.

“Forget it, I’ll just make something myself.”

As a Chinese person, he could still cook basic home-style dishes.

“Should I make Zha Gan Gan Jiang Mian? It’s simple and the portions are enough.”

Feng Xi immediately asked the Hundred Personas Hassan to buy some raw materials and, by the way, buy a noodle-making machine.

It must be said that the speed of the Hundred Personas Hassan was fast; they quickly bought everything Feng Xi needed.

Although Feng Xi had the Hundred Personas Hassan split into several clones to help him, he started cooking.

Kneading dough, pressing noodles, mincing meat, chopping vegetables—a group of clones working together was fast.

Feng Xi was in charge of the sauce, and the clones were in charge of boiling noodles; soon, the steaming Zha Gan Gan Jiang Mian was on the table.

“Oh, this looks pretty good.”

Iskandar slurped down half a bowl and gave Feng Xi a thumbs up.

“Is this what my subjects eat now?”

The First Emperor took a bite and nodded: “Hmm, not bad.”

Artoria was burying her head in her bowl, too busy to even talk.

“Hmph, your skills aren’t bad.”

Gilgamesh said tsundere-ly: “You mongrel are still somewhat useful.”

Feng Xi: “I made plenty, eat as much as you want, there’s enough.”

This was actually said to Artoria.

“Mmm, another bowl!”

Artoria nodded, quickly finished the noodles in her bowl, and raised her hand.

A clone immediately served her another bowl.

“Sigh...”

The Hundred Personas Hassan looked at this scene and sighed helplessly.

She, the Hundred Personas Hassan, had now completely turned into a Hundred Personas Chef Team.

“Thank you, Master, the taste is very good.”

After eating for more than an hour, the several large bags of flour the clones had bought were almost gone before Artoria finally stopped.

From this, it seemed Britain really was eaten into poverty by Artoria.

“Haha, kid, would you consider being my exclusive chef?”

Iskandar patted Feng Xi on the shoulder and laughed.

The First Emperor: “Hmph, King of Conquerors, watch your words; he is my subject.”

Iskandar: “Don’t be so stingy.”

“Sigh...”

Feng Xi sighed helplessly; serving these few was truly exhausting.

Not physically, but mentally.

[Ding! The quiz will begin in ten minutes; please prepare, group members.]

“Oh, the new quiz is about to start.”

Iskandar pulled Feng Xi over and said: “Kid, you’re my Master now; don’t forget to carry me.”

Feng Xi: “If you trust me, just follow my choices.”

At the same time, the group was in chaos.

Rin Tohsaka: “Brother Feng Xi, you really traveled to the world where the Holy Grail War is taking place?”

Feng Xi: “You all know? News travels fast.”

He had been mentally prepared; after all, with such a big variable, the Red faction would definitely release the news.

Rin Tohsaka: “The Red faction said it in the group earlier; I didn’t expect it to be true.”

Kayneth: “Kid, how did you do it? Could it be that you have mastered the Second Magic!”

Feng Xi: “Sorry, I can’t just tell you that.”

Emiya Kiritsugu: “Feng Xi, you really are a person who is hard to see through.”

Feng Xi: “Thanks for the compliment.”

Waver: “Iskandar, you descended into that world?”

Iskandar: “Yeah, I even had a fight with Achilles, but unfortunately, there was no winner for now.”

(Fiore)

[Ding! The first question is about to begin!]

[This is a three-part buzzer quiz; each question has a 1-minute time limit, and all group members can buzz in.]

[Correct answers earn 3 Saint Quartz, incorrect answers deduct 1 Saint Quartz; if no one answers within 1 minute, it counts as invalid.]

Rin Tohsaka: “This time it’s not a multiple-choice question, but a buzzer quiz.”

Waver: “It seems the previous two days were to accommodate new members, so they were easier multiple-choice questions.”

[Please pay attention to the video.]

[Video starts.]

[Yggdmillennia Castle, the Black faction is watching surveillance footage.]

[The sun is about to set, but Spartacus of the Red faction is already unable to contain himself and is rushing toward the castle with excitement.]

[The magical traps set by the Black faction on the road are all useless and cannot hurt him.]

[“Gentlemen, this Servant is rushing toward us regardless of day or night.”]

[Darnic analyzed: “I judge that he should be the Berserker of the Red faction; he must be out of control now.”]

[Fiore: “Then what do you plan to do next, Uncle?”]

[“Of course, we cannot let this opportunity pass.”]