Hill took a sip of the tea Marsha had brought him.
"What's Hill drinking?" Adrian, who had stood up, plunked himself back down.
Hill had no choice but to instruct Marsha to pour him a cup as well.
It was a type of magical plant's leaves, very similar to the tea leaves from Hill's world.
It also had a bit of an effect on clearing the mind and enhancing memory, but apart from the taste, there wasn't much else that was remarkable.
After Hill discovered these leaves, List promptly found the method for making black tea in the Core.
Green tea was fine, but Hill didn't like it, he just couldn't stand the bitterness, a spoiled generation, only liking to drink milk tea.
Hill had always unabashedly abandoned green tea: I do the heavy lifting, I carry buckets, I am covered in dirt, but I just don't want to suffer, not even a little bit.
Even when drinking coffee it had to be with sugar and lots of milk.