Dinner time at the Divine Mountain base.

Everyone stopped working and gathered at the makeshift banquet location.

The base had ample space, and it was easy to find an open area to accommodate thousands of people dining together.

Normally, everyone ate in their respective groups, at their work areas, but this was the first time so many people gathered together.

Because there were so many people, many voluntarily started arranging tables and chairs and helped bring out dishes from the kitchen, all busy and joyful, with happy smiles on their faces.

Everyone knew that today’s gathering was specially prepared by Ling Feng, who spent several days collecting special ingredients.

It’s undeniable that this gesture won everyone’s hearts, and the workers were deeply moved, not expecting someone as prominent as Ling Feng to care about workers like them.

However, Ling Feng had not planned to let everyone know; it was Zhang He who spread the news on his own.

The purpose was simple: to ensure that Ling Feng’s efforts weren’t in vain, and that everyone knew about them.

The banquet began, and large bowls of food were brought to the table, with plenty to eat however much anyone wanted.

Zhang He had already announced that everyone should eat and drink freely today, not to worry about feeling too full or having too much, only to ensure everyone enjoyed themselves.

Thus, the place quickly became lively, with the sounds of clinking glasses filling the air.

Ling Feng sat at a table with Zhang He, Mu Yuhan, and others. As the dishes were brought out, Zhang He stared at the six large bowls in front of him, wide-eyed: "Did you just collect all these?"

"Yep, I went to several places for them!"

Ling Feng smiled and continued, "Hurry up and try them. I wouldn’t recommend them if they weren’t delicious!"

"That’s true."

Zhang He nodded, picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks, and put it in his mouth. Immediately, his eyes widened: "So fragrant!"

He considered himself quite a foodie. He had eaten all of Ling Feng’s previously developed ingredients, but this meat he just ate surpassed even the tastiest White Jiao skin he had ever tried!

Seeing him like this, Ling Feng looked proud and said with a smile, "Of course, these are top-notch ingredients. You all try them; they’ll definitely exceed your expectations!"

Compared to Zhang He’s ravenous eating, Mu Yuhan’s manners were much more refined, tasting the food in small bites while also offering endless praise.

After trying each dish, Zhang He laughed and said with a sigh, "I’ve found the meaning of life!"

"What, tasting delicious food?" Ling Feng asked with a smile.

"Exactly!"

Zhang He nodded, "Ling Feng, you should hurry and extend your exploration to the entire universe. I’m sure we’ll find even more delicious food!"

"..."

Ling Feng was speechless, while Mu Yuhan, watching from the side, burst into a peal of laughter, her smile radiant.

Both Zhang He and Ling Feng were momentarily stunned, then Ling Feng glared at Zhang He: "I’ve known you this long, and never realized you’re such a foodie!"

"I don’t have other pursuits now; I have a wife and kids, and I’m satisfied with my work, so all I can do is strive for good food!"

Zhang He chuckled, then asked, "By the way, these ingredients are great, but you won’t only make them this once and then we won’t have them again, right?"

"Of course not!"

Ling Feng shook his head, "I already have plans. I’ll have Zhu Fei assign a thousand people to form a hunting unit, specifically responsible for gathering various ingredients. Also, we have more of what’s on the table. Once we get back, Wan’er and the breeding center can convert them, and they’ll immediately become a long-term product of the Ling Corporation!"

"That would be ideal!"

Zhang He nodded and continued, "That way, having such deliciousness often on the dining table in the future is enticing just to think about!"

"Alright, let’s not look too far ahead, let’s drink!"

Ling Feng smiled and raised his glass.

Everyone was in high spirits tonight, eating and drinking to their hearts’ content for over two hours.

As Zhang He watched Mu Yuhan, who had drunk quite a bit and was already flushed, he said to Ling Feng, "Yuhan can’t handle her liquor well, you should take her back to her dorm."

"Hmm?"

Ling Feng was startled, then turned to look at Mu Yuhan, realizing that indeed her eyes were beginning to look drowsy from the drinks.

He quickly asked, "Yuhan, how do you feel? Do you need to rest?"

"I, I’m fine, I can still drink!" Mu Yuhan replied hazily.

Ling Feng chuckled upon hearing this; her speech was already slurred, yet she said she could still drink?

So he quickly got up, went to Mu Yuhan’s side, and said, "Alright, even though the drinks don’t hurt much even when overconsumed, it’s still uncomfortable. I’ll take you back!"

"I’m not drunk!"

Mu Yuhan struggled a bit, but then lost her balance and nearly fell onto the table.

Luckily, Ling Feng was quick to react, reaching out to grab her arm, preventing her head from hitting the table.

Seeing she couldn’t even stand properly, Ling Feng had to hold her, then lifted her up horizontally, heading towards the staff dormitory.

The dorms on the base were built extensively; though they looked simple and were modular housing from the outside, the interior was nicely decorated.

Mu Yuhan was a senior staff member, so naturally her accommodation was different from the other workers. Ling Feng inquired along the way and quickly found her place.

He set her down, letting her lean on his shoulder, gently patted her face, "Wake up, you’ve reached your place, where’s the key?"

Mu Yuhan, still in a daze, mumbled something but didn’t say anything clear.

Seeing this, Ling Feng was at a loss and said, "Then pardon me, I’ll have to find it myself."

He said this and started searching her pockets.

During the process, some inevitable bodily contact occurred, but Ling Feng thought to himself that since she was out of it, she wouldn’t feel anything, and he wasn’t taking advantage of her, so it didn’t matter.

Soon enough, he found the key and opened the door, then helped her inside.

The place was a one-bedroom apartment with a private bathroom and shower. She certainly wasn’t being mistreated living here; the environment was quite comfortable.

The room was filled with a faint fragrance, though Ling Feng couldn’t tell if it was her natural scent or from some skincare products—it smelled pleasant either way.

He carried her to the bedroom and laid her on the bed, glanced over, then bent down to help her remove her shoes.

Of course, he wouldn’t touch her clothes; they hadn’t had any intimate relationships, so he couldn’t touch them.

Feeling that everything was in order, Ling Feng turned to leave.

But then Mu Yuhan’s voice came from behind, "Don’t go!"

Ling Feng looked back to find she had already opened her eyes. Her face was still flushed, but her eyes were clear, no longer looking drunk at all!

So Ling Feng was taken aback and asked in surprise, "You’re not that drunk?"