Upon hearing his voice, the old hall master raised an eyebrow.

What a perfect timing!

Hu Tao's eyes lit up immediately, and she picked up a shrimp ball and ran towards Zhong Li.

"Guest, please have a taste!"

Zhongli stopped in his tracks, looking troubled.

But seeing Hu Tao running enthusiastically towards him, he couldn't bear to refuse, so he took the shrimp ball and put it in his mouth.

The first one tasted good.

"The cooking technique is still lacking, but it tastes pretty good for home cooking."

Zhongli gently rubbed Little Walnut's head.

"And this is..."

The old hall master looked at Sivir and asked.

“I am Sivir.”

Sivir carefully examined the old hall master for a moment, then waved to him.

Little Walnut pulled Zhongli toward the plate of shrimp balls!

"Come quick, come quick, there's more!"

Zhongli was dragged along by Hu Tao and forced to eat the second one.

The sweet and salty flavors exploded in his mouth, and Zhong Li looked uncomfortable.

My sense of taste has disappeared.

The old master could tell at a glance that the guest elder had won the lottery.

Looking at this plate of shrimp balls, and then thinking about the two I had just eaten…

It's hard to imagine that this was done by one person.

While Hu Tao and Zhong Li were tasting the dishes, Sivir came to the old master's side.

"The old man is still in good health; he should be able to last another five or six years without much trouble."

The old hall master was taken aback, then smiled brightly.

"I owe it all to you, guest elder. Without you, I wouldn't have lasted that long."

Sivir placed her hand on the old master's body, feeling the pulse of life within him.

"Haven't you thought about renewing for another two years?"

The old hall master breathed a sigh of relief.

"With our guest advisor here, that's enough."

Zhongli will take good care of Hu Tao.

"I can only say that Li Yue is truly worthy of this name; the kid's main strategy is 'first come, first served'."

Sivir sighed, but this remark left the old hall master somewhat at a loss for words.

What does it mean to focus on the "first come, first served" principle?

"It's nothing, just take it as me saying it casually."

Sivir waved her hand dismissively, then released her hand from the old hall master and walked towards the two who were tasting the food.

"Zhongli, you glutton, don't eat it all! Let me have a taste too!"

Zhongli stared in astonishment at Sivir, who had come closer.

Is this for real?

Sivir picked up a decent-looking shrimp ball and put it in her mouth without any warning.

Then his face froze.

Careless.

Sivir glanced at Walnut, then at Zhongli, then at the shrimp balls that were less than a quarter of the way down the plate, and finally closed her eyes, leaned back, and slammed heavily to the ground!

"Shrimp balls..."

"poisonous……"

Sivir foamed at the mouth, rolled her eyes, and pretended to faint!

Zhongli and Hu Tao were dumbfounded.

The old hall master was also somewhat at a loss.

Zhongli sighed and summoned a funeral parlor.

"Go to this place and find a little girl named Cole."

"Let this little girl take her brother back."

Little Walnut tentatively felt Sivir's pulse and realized that Sivir was faking death.

She immediately stood up and excitedly made a suggestion.

"Should we prepare a coffin for him?"

Before Zhongli could refuse, Sivir's voice suddenly rang in his mind.

"Please do this!"

Zhongli: ?

He doesn't understand.

But I was deeply shocked.

When Columbia and Sandoni led Cole to the Hall of the Dead, they were surprised to see Sivir placed outside the Hall of the Dead.

The old hall master stood to one side, looking like he wanted to stop it but didn't know how.

Seeing Sivir lying in the coffin, Cole, who was being led by Columbia, felt a pang of panic.

She was about to pounce on him when she heard Columbia's voice.

"What are they playing at?"

"I'm testing a coffin for Dotole."

Sivir's voice echoed softly.

Find him the one he's most uncomfortable with.

"No way, are you sick in the head?"

Sandoni directly commanded Pronia to lift Sylvie out of the coffin and throw her outside.

Sivir dusted herself off and pointed to the coffin.

"This is it!"

"I'll reserve one for Dotole!"

The old master was deeply shocked.

"Is this how you're going to spend the funds Pantalone gave you?"

"Oh, he doesn't care. How much is a coffin worth?"

"Cheng Hui, thirty million Mora."

Sivir: ?

How many?

The coffin material was sourced from…

Zhong Li was about to explain when Sivir raised her hand to interrupt.

"Did you pick this?"

Zhongli nodded.

That's fine.

Sivir suddenly realized, and then immediately spoke.

"Change to the cheapest one."

Dotole is not worthy.

Chapter 132 Lu Mingfei: Old Chu, how did you end up on the wrong path!

Sivir tossed the coffin into the chat group, and when she sees Dottore again, she will take it out and put him inside.

As for now…

He pulled out the Herrscher Core directly outside the Hall of Rebirth.

Each of those six Herrscher Cores represented a power, making Zhong Li's heart pound with fear.

Thank goodness I kept an eye on this guy.

Otherwise, who knows what might happen.

Carrying around these six powers every day, and having to take them out when needed, is quite troublesome.

As for why it doesn't merge into the body...

Later, Sivir still wanted to put this thing into the Originium, so as not to have to take it out of her body again.

She decided to simply embed it directly into her conceptual weaponry. Sivir's left hand was instantly covered by armor, and under Sivir's guidance, six holes that perfectly enveloped these cores appeared on the arm guard.

Sivir inserted them one by one.

With a slight activation of the Herrscher of Flame's core, a ball of flame immediately rose from Sivir's palm.

Sivir created another flower.

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