I Will Never Submit to Miss Grim Reaper - Chapter 456
Chapter 456: Corn Cake
Gwendolyn is one of the legion commanders of Xiao Mo’s “Dark Legion,” which was formed during the battle against the Demon King in Grandis. She is also the current queen of the vampire race.
Unlike the somewhat “gloomy” undead Vivi or the lively little demon Ophelia, Gwendolyn is relatively gentle, giving off a “big sister” vibe, and her voice has an elegant, mature tone.
Her appearance is a very classic vampire image: long white hair, red eyes, snow-white skin, a pair of small demon wings on her head, and Gothic Lolita corset-style clothing. She resembles an older version of the protagonist Lilo Ai from the once-popular manhua “Bloodline.”
Gwendolyn was also one of the people who came to pick me up from the lizardman island “Maha.” She is a particularly trusted subordinate of Xiao Mo.
It’s said that her usual role in Diwutith is somewhat akin to that of a bodyguard. Wherever there’s conflict, whether personal or international, as long as Gwendolyn steps in, there are no objections.
?Is a foreign ambassador planning to cause trouble in the country? Sure, let’s see if they can beat me first.?
?Want to smear our country after returning home? Better check if our potential allies will allow it.?
If the undead Vivi represents the peak combat power of Diwutith, then Gwendolyn is more of a “strategist” and diplomat.
But this doesn’t mean she lacks combat abilities.
After all, she is the vampire queen, and her deterrence is significant.
However, over the years in Diwutith, not only has there been no war, but even minor skirmishes between neighboring countries have been rare.
As a result, this vampire queen, like Vivi, has also become quite idle.
“This is a popular snack around here called Lula. Many girls really like it.”
Leading me to a bustling little street outside the royal city, we sat in an old-looking shop with a bit of history. Gwendolyn busied herself in the kitchen for a while and brought out something that looked like a small cake and two bottles of drinks served in “bamboo tubes.”
“This is a famous crop in Grandis. During the war, many soldiers survived on it. Later, when peace returned, some of our city’s snack enthusiasts improved it by grinding the crop into powder and mixing it with eggs and a type of fruit, inventing this.”
Placing the “cake” and the bamboo tube drinks in front of me, Gwendolyn said gently, “It might be a bit coarse, but I hope you don’t mind, Lady Diwu.”
“It smells so good…”
Just from the smell, I could roughly guess the “ingredients” of this “cake.”
Recently, through Xiao Mo’s training, my perception has greatly improved. Although I haven’t reached the exaggerated level of Xiao Mo’s abilities, like “hearing the heartbeat” or “smelling the scent of a lie,” identifying the components of a food is not much of a problem.
The food in front of me, which looks somewhat like a baked cupcake, has primary ingredients that seem to be a crop similar to “corn,” with a strong presence of starch and some plant aromas. Then there’s some kind of egg mixture and finally, fruit, which provides the sugar.
I remember watching a video about corn, and in Earth’s history, crops like corn, potatoes, and sweet potatoes have played very important roles. These are major sources of starch, which translates to sugar and energy for humans. During wartime, they were essential supplies, and in peacetime, they were the ultimate safeguard for ordinary people.
Corn, potatoes, and sweet potatoes aren’t picky about soil, they can grow almost anywhere, requiring minimal care yet still producing a harvest. As long as these crops are planted, people generally wouldn’t starve.
Many places on Earth have developed snacks related to these starch crops, and I believe this other world is no exception. This has nothing to do with technological advancement, it just requires some skill to grind corn or sweet potatoes into powder. From there, you can make porridge, corn cakes, or sweet potato cakes.
“Is the shopkeeper here?”
Carefully taking the warm “Lula,” I curiously looked around the shop.
If I’m not mistaken, both this warm, cake-like snack and the bamboo-tube fruit juice were made personally by Gwendolyn herself.
This shop is located in a relatively secluded area of Diwutith, surrounded by forests and quiet paths, giving off the vibe of a “roadside inn” from a martial arts novel. The nearest house seems to be several hundred meters away.
“They’re off today.”
Gwendolyn seemed to anticipate my question and explained, “The kitchen has all the tools and food, and I’ve already paid.”
“They can do that?”
I was a bit surprised. “Aren’t they worried about things being stolen?”
“Diwutith basically doesn’t have the concept of theft.”
Gwendolyn looked at me as if I were a child. “Many roadside snack shops here operate like this. The owners come by occasionally to collect money and restock the food.”
This level of leisure is astounding!
I took another look at the empty shop.
A gentle breeze rustled the branches overhead, creating a “rustling” sound among the trees, adding to the atmosphere.
Diwutith… it truly feels like a very happy country.
I took a bite of the warm little cake.
When I came here before, Xiao Mo mentioned that Diwutith has excellent social welfare. Children receive free education, whether it’s general, basic, or even magical education. Additionally, healthcare and housing are also managed by the state.
A person can grow up attending free schools, and after reaching adulthood, they can choose to pursue further studies without spending a penny, with the state providing funding. Although the education system here is somewhat outdated, it ensures a zero illiteracy rate.
Moreover, after graduating, students can choose a job arranged by the state or select a state-provided house. If they don’t like these options, they can find a job on their own and, after working for two or three years, buy a house they like.
With free education, free healthcare, and free housing, it can be said that even if you do nothing, you can still live well here.
Most importantly, since it’s an “empire,” if there are any bizarre cases, like foreign tourists causing trouble, the law does not favor anyone.
Foreigners won’t receive lenient sentences, and there won’t be any mutual apologies to smooth things over. The law is applied as it should be.
The empire’s system won’t joke around with you. If you’re not satisfied, declare war.
“Mm! Delicious!”
After taking a bite of the cake Gwendolyn made, I expressed my approval of this “coarse food.”
“Can you teach me how to make this?!”
—The cafe’s dessert menu just got a new addition.
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