01x06 - Episode 6

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Lie,

the chef we found in District Nine

k*lled himself for some reason.

So no one can make

the dish my beloved likes anymore?

I...

I...

I'm still working on it.

Give me some time.

I'll definitely recreate it.

Long Ao,

do you know why, after
all our battles together,

you only ended up as Chief of Logistics?

Because you're simply too incompetent.

I kept you by my side

and let you keep the title
of one of the Eight Tiger Generals

because I still value our old bond.

But I never thought

you couldn't even handle
something this simple.

If the future queen

loses sleep and appetite
over this and gets sick,

what should I

do with you?

Fortunately, ever since she tasted that dish,
her appetite has improved.

Your Majesty,

please slow down.

Though her appetite has
improved quite a bit,

you still need to get to the bottom
of the chef's secret recipe

and his death.

Something about District Nine

keeps making me uneasy.

Right.

One more thing.

Don't call me Lie anymore.

I don't want people thinking

I play favorites

with top posts.

Just call me Your Majesty
like everyone else.

You foolish, useless barbarian!

How dare you lie to me?

Die!

Thunderstrike!

Calm down.

I dare you to face me without
using forbidden spells.

Don't you love hand-to-hand combat?

Come on!

Fight me for another
seven days and nights!

Archmage Lei Wan,

I've been explaining since yesterday.

It was a misunderstanding.

Really.

I didn't expect that little
guard, Aba, to recognize me.

King Lie!

Are you King Lie?

What are you talking about?

My name is Meow.

There's no King Lie here.

How did he sense my presence?

You can disguise your appearance,

your voice,

and even your personality.

But you can't disguise or hide
the habits in your movements.

The punch you threw just now,

from start to finish and
down to every detail,

has long been imprinted in my mind.

In those years of chaos and w*r,

I wandered from place to place with my family,
homeless and displaced.

After passing through several districts,

we even ran into bandits one day.

They were cruel enough to rob refugees,

taking even the few supplies we had left.

Just as we were being
bullied and humiliated,

you showed up like the
last sheet of toilet paper

in a restroom,

leading your Tiger Generals
to crush those bandits.

It was at that moment

that I saw your punches clearly

for the first and only time.

I had admired your legend for so long

and always hoped to
become a hero like you.

So every punch you threw

felt as long as a century.

And every day, I'd replayed

that moment in my mind countless times,

until today,

I relived

that old dream once more.

Is what he said true?

During the uprising,

I was fighting almost every day.

How would I remember taking
out a few petty bandits?

But the fact that an
unintentional act of mine

left such a huge impact on a young man

does make me feel proud.

Though I don't know why you became

this frail and delicate.

Say that again,

and I'll show you that punch once more.

But you must have your reasons.

Don't worry.

I'll keep this secret

and won't tell anyone.

In fact, I cast

a forbidden spell called Heart Hunt.

That's why he saw me as his idol

and inexplicably took a liking to me.

Just like that,

I made him

our loyal informant inside
the District Nine Guard.

You really can lie without missing a beat.

Heart Hunt?

Why didn't he use it on me?

I've never believed in
solving problems with force.

If we can win people's hearts,

we can overthrow that foolish king

without lifting a finger.

I thought we needed to
take our time planning.

But now that we have Heart Hunt
and your bottomless magical power,

let's win over

the entire country!

Once he's all alone,

his head is as good as ours!

Young man,

what are you waiting for?

Let's cross mountains and rivers,

walk every street and alley,

and win the hearts of men
and women, young and old!

I don't think he wants
to save the country.

He just wants to go chasing girls.

But Heart Hunt can only
be used on one person.

What?

You wasted

such a precious spell on a nobody?

Meow,

do you have another plan?

Exactly.

Even if we could use this
forbidden spell on everyone,

we can't rely on magic to
control people forever.

We have to win people's
hearts with sincerity.

First, why do people

trust and like each other?

Because they gain something
from the other person,

whether material or emotional.

Now, let's dig deeper.

Emotional value is the hardest to give.

It takes time to develop.

By contrast, economic benefits

are the fastest and most direct.

Using money to buy people's loyalty

is a common trick among the powerful.

Since we want to overthrow
the current tyranny,

we must use the most direct
exchange of benefits

to build a force that firmly supports

and trusts us.

Why aren't we sitting down?

We've been standing so long we're stiff.

But

where would we get money?

The forbidden spells don't include
a spell that turns stones into gold,

but I can make something
better than money.

In today's cities,

the farther outward you go,

the scarcer resources become.

District Nine can at least scrape by.

But District Ten

is truly struggling
below the poverty line.

The people there

don't even have enough food,

let alone money.

And while memorizing the forbidden spells,

I happened to notice one spell.

Food Creation.

It can create bread with magic.

That means we can start
by building a foundation in District Ten.

Combined with Computational Compression,

with just a flick of my finger,

I can mass-produce food.

My legs are numb from standing.

Were you listening to me at all?

Why would you do something so weird

at such a crucial moment?

Didn't you say we could make bread?

We really did!

Useless fool!

How could you let such an
important witness escape?

Now there's no proof left
about the head chef's death!

The other guards and I saw
it with our own eyes that...

Still making excuses?

If the higher-ups come asking,

you'll take the blame!

No need.

Who's there?

I heard everything.

No need to keep making excuses.

Mr. Long Ao,

it's not what you think.

I was trying to make this
kid take responsibility.

I heard the head chef used his position

to hide quite a lot of valuables
under the Central Kitchen.

Then he suddenly k*lled
himself in front of everyone.

I don't believe it was out of guilt.

How could a greedy man
have the courage to take his own life?

Tell me.

Doesn't that mean there must
be something suspicious?

You have three days to find out the truth.

Otherwise,

you can go down there and question
the head chef yourselves.

Understood.

We'll do everything we can to investigate!

Don't push.

There's enough for everyone.

Plenty to go around.

My turn!

I'll take a bag. - Here you go.

I was here first.

Thank you. - My turn!

Take it easy.

Today is just a trial run.

We'll have more every day.

Lan,

go check on Meow.

We're almost out of bread here.

Thank you so much.

Meow,

we're almost out of bread.
Hurry and make more.

I've been going nonstop.

Darn it.

My legs are shaking
from all the squatting.

I'll take these over first. - Okay.

Let me rest for a bit.

Once you're done resting,
keep squatting. - Got it.

That girl is cold-blooded and demanding.

I don't like her.

What gives you the right to criticize her?

This is all your fault!

You made the wrong move

at the worst possible time!

Didn't you say we could make bread?

We really did!

If things had gone my way,

Food Creation would only
need a flick of my finger.

It wouldn't be this exhausting!

Meow,

I did a quick survey of everyone
who came for bread today.

With this information,

we'll have something to refer to
when making policies for them.

Sharp as ever, Supervisor Huang.

Meticulous,

calm,

and considerate.

I've always

longed to find a girl like this.

Could she be my first love?

First love?

You're the king of a country,

and you've never been in love?

Never-Bean-in-Loaf?

Is that a new dish?

Hey.

Are you with those people
selling cheap bread?

Where did you brats come from?

Trying to mess up prices here?

District Nine's food supply chain

is controlled entirely by Master Liang.

And what gets sold in
District Ten is up to us too.

This is the bread they're selling.

Master Liang.

The biggest tycoon in District Nine.

I didn't expect to alarm
his people so soon.

Lie,

don't act rashly.

They dare lay hands on my first love?

How rude!

He didn't even touch her.
Don't get ahead of yourself!

What is this garbage?

It tastes awful!

He spat filth on my first love's face.

That's like ketchup on white cashmere,
an unforgivable disgrace!

Why are you getting poetic now?

And it even rhymed?

What?

Got a problem?

Calm down.

First love is bound to have a sting.

Twists and obstacles are
just pebbles on life's road.

Don't trip over impulse here!

First love?

So you've been single since birth?

Did you hear that? He's insulting me!

You...

You actually blasted me with vomit?

You two,

get him!

I love my kingdom, but I love beauty more!

Take one step back,
and the world opens up!

True love makes me invincible!

Impulse is your enemy!

Grandpa,

what are you doing here?

Grandson,

I should be asking you that.

You're still so young.

Did you do something bad

and get sent down early
to reunite with me?

Grandma,

I finally get to see you. I missed you!

I missed you too. I wanted
to make dumplings for you.

Great-Grandma,

Great-Grandpa,

I've failed the family by staying single

and not giving you great-grandchildren.

What a family disgrace.

Why

do I see Great-Grandpa waving

while my tears go flying?

What's going on?

Besides making bread, Meow can

summon people out of thin air too?

Snap out of it!

Meow,

what are you doing?

We need to set some ground rules.

No moving around on your own

without clearing it with me first!

Master Liang,

I don't know what spell they used,

but I actually saw my
long-dead great-grandparents.

Then did they happen to tell you

that you won't survive tonight?

Spare me, Master Liang!

Please spare me!

Those people just came out of nowhere!

Anyone who dares steal business from me,

human or ghost,

I'll wring them dry.