Some were as red as wine, while some were as pink as fresh Lilies. Eventually, Maria arranged the fish meat.

She just did it casually, but soon enough, the slices of fish formed into two blooming flowers.

“Wow, what natural skills! Maria is so good at cooking!"

“Damn it. I want to eat that! I don't think I already had that my whole life!"

“Once again I wanna ask this. Is this really a field survival reality show? Bluefin tuna sashimi? Fish bone soup? Her dinner is even better than what I had today! And today is my birthday!"