The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 670 Accidentally revealed a hand

"Wow, I didn't expect you, Alan, to be so good at barbecue!!"

"You're not from that gourmet tribe in the northern wilderness, are you?"

"When will it be baked..."

On the edge of the cold jungle, outside a simple temporary camp, next to a blazing campfire, four adventurer teammates gathered around Allen, watching him skillfully flipping through a whole horned eagle's body and burning it next to the flames. Roast, take a few deep breaths intoxicatedly, and can't help but express your heartfelt admiration.

Even in the caravan, there were many human companions who were attracted by the strange smell of meat. From time to time they would hang around the adventure team's campfire to see if these adventurers could invite them to taste this feast together.

"I heard that the city in the north of your wilderness, the origin of the food tribe, is a place full of all kinds of magical food. It is known as the birthplace of all food!!"

"I have eaten the food invented by that tribe - steamed buns, steamed dumplings...it tastes really delicious, much better than the bland bread!!"

"...Your name seems to be the same as that of the bugbear leader of the wilderness tribe who is known as the 'God of Food'!! Are you related in any way?"

When Allen showed off his cooking skills, the chatty members of the team were looking forward to Allen's barbecue while chattering about the various legends and stories they had recently heard about the Green Field Tribe and sharing them with their surrounding companions. .

Even Allen himself didn't expect that the names of the 'God of Cookery' and the City of Food have spread to the far end of the Southern Territory, and it seems that there are many people who know these things, at least for the time being, he is temporarily teaming up with adventurers. Friends, you can basically have a few words to say about topics such as the 'God of Cookery' and the City of Food.

Of course, most of the things that come out of these guys' mouths have changed. For example, the rumors describing the 'God of Cookery' Allen range from just over two meters to three and a half meters down, with a waist width of more than one meter. Two meters and so on. The reason why Allen developed a passion for food is that he is cruel and bloodthirsty. After every fight, he would take out the heart, lungs and other essences from his opponents and eat them, from eating them raw at first to roasting and frying later. Wait, just to enjoy the pleasure of killing your opponent with your own hands...

Allen listened to these ridiculous legends and didn't recognize himself at all as described by his companions. It was very interesting to think about it.

A pair of strong arms constantly turned the entire hippogryph's body over and over, allowing it to be fully eroded by the heat wave of the campfire, changing its inner structure. A large amount of oil was roasted out of the horned eagle's muscles. Before it could fall to the ground, Allen cleverly flipped the grill and mixed it with the simple seasonings that were constantly being sprinkled out. Roast skin.

Just as Allen was pouring his whole body into cooking the roast meat in his hands with a pious and focused attitude, at the core of the whirlpool of anger in his heart, the dust of faith that grew in size suddenly bloomed with brilliance. .

This light has an indescribable sense of mystery. It is invisible and colorless but it does exist. However, no one in front of him, including Allen's own caravan members, noticed it.

Allen's hands also flickered with the light of faith dust, and gradually gave birth to a white halo. Every time he sprinkled spices and flipped the grill, Allen's moving hands would draw arcs in the space, and the light The halo remains on this spatial trajectory, just like a magician constructing a spell model.

Mysterious and imperceptible energy fluctuations began to slowly rise in the ordinary horned eagle ingredients. The spices and oils soaked into the skin of the burnt fragrance, interacting with the halo on Allen's hand. A mysterious change occurred inside the ingredients. rise naturally.

"All right!!"

Allen sprinkled the last handful of spices according to his own wishes. The powder of spices mixed with the evaporating oil smoke in the air and floated towards the blazing bonfire.

boom! !

A ball of flame suddenly rose in the barbecue, and then disappeared immediately. At the moment when the flame burst out, a pure fire element energy was quietly absorbed into the barbecue.

Allen conveniently plunged the barbecue grill into the cleared space, and at the same time used the dagger at his waist to carve out an animal leg and took it in his hand. He proudly pointed at the fragrant barbecue and uttered two words.

"Hey!! Don't grab it!!"

“That piece was the one I liked first!!”

"Whoever strikes first gets it, okay??"

As soon as he finished speaking, the four fellow adventurers rushed forward, feasting on the tempting food in front of them, making constant fighting movements. Not far away, there were also several bonfires burning. A group of human caravan guys looked at this scene with envy, but they were too embarrassed to step in and share their food with this group of strange and savage adventurers.

For a chef, the most gratifying thing is not only to develop a new dish, but also to have something carefully crafted that can be appreciated and praised by others, just as the companions in front of them are scrambling for food regardless of appearance. Don’t forget to express your praise and gratitude to Allen.

Although the ingredients themselves have no special characteristics, Allen feels comfortable and comfortable when cooking this time. During the cooking process, every move and timing he chooses is perfect. And when he tore off a piece from the whole roasted leg in his hand, put it into his mouth and chewed it, feeling the juicy roasted meat that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside splashed between his mouth and tongue, he had a rare feeling. complacent.

When Allen handed this roasted leg to Carl and another human companion who took the lead on guard duty, when they came back, there was a roasted harpy eagle weighing more than 300 pounds. At this time, not even a bone was left.

The ground was in a mess, but the four companions, including Kelsey and Lucini, who were full of wine and food, stopped uncharacteristically and began to sit cross-legged directly on the soft snow, with solemn and serious expressions on their faces. Occasionally it is mixed with a bit of pain, or maybe a bit of enjoyment.

Allen was stunned for a moment, and then he felt a little clearer, and his face couldn't help but become serious.

It seems that his cooking skills have improved again. Using ordinary ingredients and some ordinary spices, it seems that after his hearty cooking, he unexpectedly made a magic dish. At this time, looking at the auras of their companions, sometimes they are exciting and enthusiastic, sometimes they are depressed and calm. It is obvious that there is an energy flowing in their bodies, guiding them to break through a certain bottleneck in themselves.

Although he was not sure what would happen to these companions in the end, Allen knew that when they woke up, his peaceful days would probably come to an end.

If I had known that this was the case, then I shouldn't have started cooking. What a show-off! !
  Allen thought bitterly, while thinking about how to deal with it next.

Fortunately, it is not too far away from Crystal Frost City now. After passing through the Taiga Primeval Forest within hundreds of miles and crossing an ice and snow tundra, they can reach Crystal Frost City in up to twenty days. .

Allen himself had no way of knowing that just now, when he was concentrating on cooking, he had once again inspired the mysterious dust of faith in his body, and developed a preliminary prototype of the field, which allowed him to turn an originally mediocre barbecue into Create a dish full of mysterious magic.

After all, the image of the false god established by Allen is the god of food who is good at cooking. Although there has never been a god of food in this world, like the dwarf god of forging, Allen naturally On the path of cooking, it is easy to stimulate one's own domain abilities, so that the food cooked by one's own hands has a greater chance of stimulating hidden magic.

As the image of the 'God of Cookery' becomes more real and widely known, Allen's abilities in the field of cooking will naturally become stronger. However, Allen, who is still in the process of exploring, may have to go through some experience before he wants to perceive the power of this field. I don’t know how many attempts.     “Hoo!!”

"Me!! I broke through!!!"

The first person to wake up was the wilderness troll warrior Camden. Feeling the weak but tough fighting spirit in his body, and the power of fighting spirit flowing through his blood, he couldn't help shouting excitedly.

Following closely behind is Lucini, whose physical strength is slightly inferior to Camden, but has already stimulated the fighting spirit in her body. Although she has broken through the current level, she can also feel that the fighting spirit in her body is purer. Perhaps It won't be long before you can level up again.

After them, the female dwarf thief Kelsey also quickly woke up from meditation, feeling the changes in her body with a look of surprise on her face. Then she suddenly disappeared, and when she reappeared, she was already dozens of meters away. In the shadow of a carriage.

Obviously, this is another lucky person who has broken through the shackles of the low level.

One after another, the other two companions who were passively meditating also woke up, but they were not as lucky as Kelsey and Camden, although their warrior levels had also been improved by one level. But after all, several aspects are not solid enough, and now it is still stuck at the threshold of level 8 warrior.

However, they seemed to have gained something else from the previous meditation, and were more confident in their future advancement. Apparently they had gained some experience after experiencing the energy-stimulating experience brought by the previous barbecue.

"Ellen!!! You are my lucky angel!!"

Kelsey, who had never been hypocritical and had a cold face all day long, suddenly rushed to Allen and gave Allen a warm hug, even though she was not tall enough to reach Allen's abdomen and hug him. If someone's actions are a little bit filthy, they will be a bit embarrassing.

The reason why Kelsey is so excited is because she is now a 26-year-old girl. For dwarves whose life span is similar to that of most humanoid intelligent species, if they do not break through the low-level bottleneck at this age, their future prospects will be basically hopeless.

It was precisely because of the distress and shame that her strength could not be improved that Kelsey came all the way from the northern continent of Talen to the southernmost part of Hillen for an adventurous trip. She was determined that if she did not break through, she would never return. family determination.

Unexpectedly, with just an ordinary bodyguard mission and an ordinary dinner, Kelsey could so easily break through to the intermediate position of Shadow Warrior that she dreamed of.

Camden's eyes were also full of gratitude, and he looked straight at Allen, looking down upon him and not looking back for a long time.

The other two companions were even more excited. They seemed hesitant to speak several times, and kept circling around Allen. Apparently they had made up their mind that they would follow Allen during the next days of the escort mission. Lun.

"I have only heard that the best chefs from the Green Field Tribe in the north can cook a dish that can help people make breakthroughs or improve various characteristics of the human body. I never thought that one day I would be able to taste such delicacies myself."

"Alan, thank you!!"

Half-orc Lucini looked back and forth at Allen, and finally thanked Allen seriously.

"I really just performed my best this time. I didn't expect to be able to cook such a low-level magic dish. Even if you ask me to follow the same method and steps again, I will never be able to cook this again. A magic dish.”

"It's really luck, probably because of the blessing of the goddess of luck!!"

Allen replied fakely, pretending to be excited and serious, with eyes full of memories of previous cooking.

Anyway, the group of guys in front of them probably only know sporadic information about magic dishes, but they don't know that if you really want to cook a magic dish, the menu, cooking techniques, quality of ingredients, etc. all play a vital role.

Even the Green Field Tribe, who are now considered master cooks, cannot guarantee that they can cook magic dishes every time when they are in the most satisfactory state and use the highest quality ingredients and magic plant materials. .

Not to mention that Alan, like the one in front of him, uses ordinary spices, ordinary beast ingredients, and simple barbecue techniques to cook magical dishes that can help low-level warriors break through.

If cooking magic dishes was so easy, then so many warriors of the Green Field Tribe stuck at level 8 and 12 would have been ordered by Allen to cook chefs to use countless magic dishes to forcibly stack up more outstanding warriors.

"Moreover, I only know the recipe of this magical dish. When I was learning cooking in the Green Field Tribe, I tried my best to please my teacher, so he taught me this simplest dish."

"Before this, I have never succeeded once. Do you think you are very lucky?"

Although it was a bit of a cover-up, Allen didn't care. Anyway, the reason why he concealed his identity and hid in this caravan was because he didn't want to disturb the powerful people in the country of ice and snow, and at the same time, he wanted to kill boring time.

If these guys really wanted to continue to take advantage of him in the following days because he showed off his cooking skills, then Allen wouldn't mind exposing a little bit of his strength to let these guys know what's appropriate.

It was just a chance encounter, and he only had this short-term fate with these low-level adventurers at most. Since they were lucky enough to eat a magical dish, that was their luck, but Allen never thought that he had it. Regardless of the obligation, he would always adhere to the principle of fair exchange before making magic dishes for these guys.

"Oh!!"

"That……"

"From now on, I will never make barbecue again!!"

"Ugh!!"

"You are such a good craftsman, if you don't continue..."

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(End of this chapter)