章節 883: Poisoned Puffs

"Oh man, no matter how I often I eat this stuff, I just can't get over it..." Brody groaned after swallowing the food he had stuffed into his mouth. The old man stood next to him just laughed lightly.

"Do you really find it that good?"

"Do I- yes, of course! I can't cook for shit. I mean, I can, but just at the same level as over there. All the fancy cooking techniques use mana here," the half-orc said with an annoyed voice, and Eisen looked at him with an empathetic smile. It was true; almost all sorts of craftsmanship-based skills used mana, and since Brody didn't have any, he couldn't really make use of those techniques. Though, it did seem like Brody managed to figure out his own techniques in the past where he would be able to use his internal and external energies for some unique crafting and cooking techniques, the current Brody had been unable to recover the memories of how to use those so far.