Chapter 102: Wake Up, Who's Clubbing? (Please Subscribe)
The potatoes were soft and fluffy! The chicken pieces were fragrant!
The flavor enhanced by the curry appeared extremely tempting: savory, slightly spicy, and tantalizing to the taste buds.
Indra sat cross-legged on the ground.
He flicked his hand, and a small golden spoon appeared. He then began to taste the curry he had scooped up.
"The flavor is indeed excellent!"
Indra murmured to himself.
As he spoke, the vegetarian curry on the shimmering golden plate beside him hovered in mid-air, swirling and twirling about, encircling and suspended non-stop.
"Out of the way!"
"Everyone, out of the way!"
Indra waved his hand irritably.
...
"Why hasn't he woken up yet?"
The Sun God Surya looked puzzled and perplexed, turning his gaze towards the Immortal Tuoti Zhe beside him.
Tuoti Zhe's eyes widened as he stared at the holy meal under the red cloth, involuntarily swallowing his saliva.
He then turned to look at Indra.