Traveling through various miniature worlds with a small restaurant

Chapter 172 The Beastman World 9

The video's popularity skyrocketed, with comments and bullet screen messages pouring in, quickly dominating the trending lists on video websites.

Many netizens were intrigued by the exaggerated title, the striking cover, and the vivid commentary on the food broadcast, and flocked to the unique video.

Naturally, they used a food simulator to boldly try out what stinky tofu tasted like.

Everyone who tries it is captivated by its delicious taste.

For Lin Xiaoqian, the shop's peaceful daily routine was completely shattered.

On the day the video went viral, a long line formed outside the store, with all sorts of people coming from far and wide, just to taste the legendary "treasure of the dark cuisine world".

The group was so busy they barely had time to breathe. Liao Zhuang was frantically greeting guests and arranging seats in the front hall, his voice almost hoarse from shouting.

Lin Xiaoqian was frying stinky tofu non-stop in the kitchen. The hot oil in the pot was sizzling and popping, and plates of stinky tofu were quickly taken out of the pot.

Zhuang Damao and Jiang Shuang carried trays back and forth between the kitchen and the front hall.

Everyone in the store was extremely busy.

As for Mo Ying, he went out again, saying he was going to observe how far the technology of this world had developed and see what he could bring back to the original world.

While everyone was busy at the restaurant, in the capital of the Orcish planet...

Inside the royal palace, an elderly man with a full head of white hair and a beard, wearing a crown, sat upright on the throne, his body ramrod straight, like a pine tree standing proudly against the wind and snow.

His royal robes rose and fell slightly with his steady breathing. His hands rested casually on the armrests of the throne. Though they had weathered the years, his hands were still well-defined, with prominent veins, as if he could control the fate of the world with just a gentle grip.

His white hair and beard did not make him appear old or decayed; on the contrary, they resembled the silver frost etched by time, yet they did not diminish his kingly majesty in the slightest.

His slightly pursed lips seemed to issue a cold, stern command; though he remained silent, they seemed to command the entire palace to tremble under his majesty.

At his next stop stood several men and women dressed in silver robes. The fabric of their clothes was indistinguishable, as if naturally formed, without any trace of cutting or sewing. Each of them wore a uniform pattern on their chest, a black background with countless glittering stars that seemed to move.

The men and women were arrogant, showing no respect whatsoever, even towards the mighty orc king.

The middle-aged man at the head of the group looked at the old man sitting on the throne and questioned, "Leo, I have explained the matter to you. Give the order now."

Leo's deep eyes remained unblinking as he said, "Our orc race will never be invaders of other planets."

The middle-aged man scoffed, "What invaders? Leo, are you senile? What nonsense are you spouting? There's an internal conflict on the planet Mora. We're just providing humanitarian military aid to help the people who have suffered so much from war on that planet rebuild their homes."

Leo's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes sharpened: "Oh? But I heard that the leader of the so-called people you support who suffered so much in the war is someone from the Interstellar Alliance."

The middle-aged man shrugged indifferently: "We should help them. Isn't it normal that our people are leading the charge?"

"But that's the same person who caused trouble on that planet!" Leo roared, his voice filled with anger.

A hundred years ago, the Interstellar Alliance discovered the Orcish planet and used the same methods. They wanted to control the Orcish planet and eventually turn it into a colony.

If Leo hadn't discovered it early, captured the person causing trouble on the orc planet in time, and personally led his men to confront the Interstellar Alliance, defeating the mastermind behind the scenes without any chance to fight back, the orc planet would have been spared an undeserved disaster.

Otherwise, the Orcish planet back then probably wouldn't have been much better than the current Mora planet.

Later, a new group of people from the Interstellar Alliance came to the Orc Star and spoke very kindly to Leo, persuading the Orc Star to join the Interstellar Alliance and signing an agreement to never wage war again.

Only in this way could peace be maintained for a hundred years.

With this in mind, Leo said firmly to the people below him, "We orcs are not afraid of war, but we will not be the sinners who start wars. Putsi, you can leave now. I will not agree to send my orc warriors to join the Alliance army to attack other planets."

Putsi's face immediately turned as red as a palette, and he cursed inwardly, "That old man is really shameless. If it weren't for the fact that the beastmen's beast form is invincible in war, I wouldn't have come to this lowly animal planet."

Since Leo is so ungrateful, don't blame him for being ruthless.

"Leo, you'll regret this! Humph! Let's go!" Putsi glared at Leo with a sinister expression, then led the people behind him away from the royal court.

Leo frowned as he watched the group leave.

He wasn't afraid of the Interstellar Alliance, but he was afraid they might use dirty tricks on the Orcish planet.

Leo summoned his attendant and ordered, "Send word to the commanders of each military region, and have them come to the palace."

No matter what tricks those people from the Interstellar Alliance want to pull on the Orcish planet, he must defend the Orcish planet and protect the Orcish race.

Leo sat on the throne, tapping his fingers on the back of the chair. Soon, the commanders of the various military regions gathered in the palace hall.

They were all seasoned and renowned members of the orc race, some with white hair like Leo, and a few who had fought alongside Leo in the Interstellar Alliance when they were young.

Each of them exuded a strong aura of iron will.

Leo relayed what the Interstellar Alliance representative had said to the commanders, then slowly rose and swept his majestic gaze over them.

He said in a deep voice, "Gentlemen, the Interstellar Alliance is now harboring ulterior motives, attempting to drag the Orcish Planet into war and conflict once again. The lessons of a hundred years ago are still fresh in our minds, and we must never repeat the same mistakes."

A commander with a burly figure, as large as a small mountain, said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, as long as you give the order, our Bear Clan Orc warriors will fight to the death with the Interstellar Alliance, even if it means shedding blood in the starry sky!"

His words immediately drew echoes from the other commanders, and for a moment the roars in the hall were deafening.

Leo raised his hand slightly, signaling everyone to be quiet. "Fighting is not the only solution. I have already driven the people from the Interstellar Alliance away. I just don't know if they will resort to underhanded tactics on the planet. We must be on guard against that."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Eagle Clan leader glanced at the communicator on his wrist that was vibrating incessantly, and then his face darkened.

Leo looked at him sharply. "Yige, has something happened?"

Before Yige could speak, the communicators of the other military region commanders also vibrated, and all the commanders who saw the messages on them changed their expressions drastically.

"Your Majesty, the prisoners in the military prison have suddenly turned into beasts and started a riot!"

"The crowd suddenly lost control and transformed into beast-like forms on the street!"