My mod ruined the otherworldly art style.

As some orcs spilled their blood across the open ground.

Under Dorothy's control, the blood quickly produced mycelium, which took root in the earth.

Just like the potatoes, they began to bear abundant fruit.

Only about ten seconds had passed.

Suddenly, mounds appeared on the soft soil.

A red fleshy ball, about 1.5 meters long, popped out from inside each bulge.

This fleshy ball not only has two short legs, but also an exaggeratedly large mouth and a mouthful of fangs.

It looks like braised lion's head meatballs have come to life.

They had barely appeared when they roared to the sky, as if celebrating their birth.

This sudden scene,

This caused many villagers who noticed it to exclaim in surprise.

"Gods above, how could demons have sprouted from the ground?"

"What kind of incredible magic is this? It's something I've never heard of or seen before."

Before they could even finish exclaiming in surprise...

Thirty orcs, who were already prepared, swung their pickaxes in unison.

They killed the Squigers with pinpoint accuracy.

"Oh my god, a monster killed a monster!?"

"This is just too bloody, too violent, too grotesque."

"Why are they killing each other? Aren't they the same kind?"

People were puzzled by the orcs' actions.

I don't understand why they would do that.

It wasn't until they saw the Greenskins using pickaxes to cut pieces of flesh off Squig's body.

Only then did some people realize:

"I understand."

"Could this be the 'highly nutritious fresh meat' that cute creature was talking about?"

"Speaking of which, this red creature is really ugly; it doesn't look appetizing at all."

The villagers looked apprehensive, unsure whether they should continue making pastries.

After all, none of us have ever eaten monster meat before.

Therefore, their enthusiasm was somewhat dampened.

Dorothy keenly noticed this.

She stood atop the leader's head and gave the order:

"Start a fire and cook. This queen wants cumin-flavored roasted meat, medium-rare."

The greenskins, who had just finished bleeding each other out, were taken aback by what they heard.

Finally, he nodded blankly.

If it's just grilled meat, they can still make it themselves.

After all, it's simple and easy to operate, and the ingredients are all redeemed with contribution points before setting off.

As for how well you can pass the test, that's pretty much up to fate.

The orcs clumsily placed the meat skewers on the campfire.

The fat from the red meat sizzled and popped as it was heated.

The aroma of charred meat mixed with the smell of smoke instantly filled the nostrils of every villager.

"Wow, what's that smell? It smells so good!!"

"It smells even better than any roasted lamb I've ever had!"

The villagers, who were initially very resistant, began to waver.

That monster looks terrifying, but it tastes pretty good, doesn't it?

Just as they were thinking this...

Suddenly, the green-skinned man grabbed a handful of fine salt that looked like white sand, along with golden cumin powder.

He splashed it out with great gusto.

Boom! The flames suddenly surged upwards, and a domineering spicy aroma exploded forth.

A taste unlike anything I've ever experienced in this other world.

It swept across the entire village like a tornado.

Regardless of what the villagers were doing at that moment, their psychological defenses were broken down by this overpowering aroma.

"Mommy, I want to eat meat." The child's murmur broke the silence of the sunset.

Dozens of eyes were fixed on the grilled meat as if drawn by a magnet.

Everyone felt their stomachs rumbling and their Adam's apples bobbing wildly.

Many people subconsciously licked the corners of their mouths.

Watch as the campfire flickers and the golden-brown skewers of meat fly up and down in the orcs' hands.

"Big pink-haired guy, the meat is ready."

An orc handed a skewer of grilled meat to the little one in the sedan chair.

Dorothy glanced at it briefly, then angrily swung her hand, sending the meat skewers flying towards the villagers.

"Hmph, you piece of trash. I want it medium-rare."

"This is clearly burnt. Can't you smell the burnt smell?"

"Rebake it for this queen, Doro!"

Her rebuke startled the orc, who scratched his head in confusion.

"Ah? Oh, I understand."

The clumsy green-skinned creature picked up the fresh meat and restarted the previous steps.

They stared intently at the villagers, at the skewers stuck in the soil.

They wanted to pick them up one by one, but were afraid of being attacked by the monsters.

So after some hesitation, they finally pushed Nana's father forward.

Let them act as representatives and inquire about the monsters' attitudes.

"Um, Your Majesty, the kebabs you dropped on the ground..."

Before he could finish speaking, Dorothy impatiently interrupted him.

"Hmph, don't disturb my dinner time."

"Anything that falls on the ground is inferior food!"

The little boy curled his lip in disdain, then changed the subject again.

"However, Father God said we should cherish food, so..."

Her hand suddenly pointed at the villagers:

"Hey! You leeks over there!"

"Get rid of this inferior food for me immediately!"

"If you dare waste any, I'll plant you in the ground as fertilizer! Doro!"

The Queen's words brought smiles to the villagers' faces, and they began scrambling for the food like mad dogs.

This led to a period of chaos.

"Old man! These skewers are mine. Next time the lord collects taxes, I'll help you carry the bags!"

A burly man lunged forward, but was swept down by the lame old man.

"Hmph, forget it. This old man doesn't have many years left to live, and it's time for me to taste the flavor of roasted meat."

Just as the old man was about to taste it,

An old woman suddenly pulled out her belt and put it around the old man's neck.

"Hey, you're talking like I'm going to live a really long time."

"This barbecue, you should treat this old man to it."

The victorious old woman snatched the skewers and ran away.

His gait was nothing like that of an elderly person.

Suddenly, two young men rushed out and, arriving first, lifted the old woman up from both sides.

At the same time, he couldn't resist a mischievous grin:

"Auntie, since you don't have much time left, let's not waste this rare roast meat."

"Let's leave this opportunity to us young people."

The two young men were very uncivilized.

After snatching the meat skewers, they threw the old woman into the straw pile.

Their escape speed was simply unmatched.

Just when they thought victory was assured, a rope suddenly appeared in front of them.

The two children, in a duo, pulled hard.

The young man, who was running wildly, tripped and fell, and the meat skewer in his hand flew out due to inertia.

It was intercepted by a skinny guy who came from another direction.

"Haha, thank you for your generous gifts!"

"I'll describe the taste to you after I finish eating."

He wanted to take a bite, but enemies were everywhere behind and in front of him.

So all they could do was run for their lives.

The entire battle revolved around the village.

People who didn't have any work to do got involved.

The village chief, who witnessed this scene from afar, stroked his beard.

He hadn't felt such a lively atmosphere in a long time.

It seems that the arrival of the monsters has actually saved this village from collapse.

On the contrary, the lords, under the guise of eliminating natural disasters for humanity, forcibly levied taxes and levies.

This led to widespread suffering among the people.

This stark contrast made the village chief feel a strong sense of irony.

Who is the truly evil demon? And who is the wolf in sheep's clothing?

He gripped his cane tightly and looked up at the six purple moons in the sky.