The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 762
  During the fierce battle, Allen himself, as the person involved, was not very clear on how to integrate anger and mental power. Therefore, the current experiment can only be explored slowly based on vague impressions.

Allen really has too much experience in such experiments. He has been walking alone since he was young. Most of his techniques and tactics are his own, and he has accompanied him through countless life and death battles.

Failures in this process have become commonplace and will not bring much frustration to Allen.

The essence of mental power and anger are both energy, but they belong to completely different energy systems. Allen tried his best to break up the two energies and put them together, but in the end there was nothing to be done. Signs of fusion.

When the powerful will that bound these two energies was withdrawn, they were separated again in the blink of an eye, without any sloppiness.

Countless attempts have ended in failure without any progress. Allen knows that the current direction may be wrong. So besides this, are there other third-party factors in his body? ?
  After regaining his composure, Allen looked inside his dilapidated body one by one, and finally settled on the seed of faith that was spinning autonomously like a seed.

The scene where the predecessor of the Seed of Faith, the dust of faith that existed like a mote of dust, condensed and appeared in Allen's body, is still vivid in his mind.

His mind was deceived in the illusion. Facing an invincible opponent, he had to implement his lifelong beliefs even if he sacrificed his life. The speck of dust that finally condensed was originally Allen's hundreds of years of experience and struggle in his life. combination with the ideal.

It was precisely because of the condensation of such a seemingly inconspicuous speck of dust that Allen finally succeeded in breaking through the century-old shackles and became a truly top demigod in Feynman's world. Outside of him, countless experts at the peak of legends are still groping in the darkness, condensing their own specks of dust.

If there is something in Allen's body that he cannot control and has not yet figured out, then it must be the seed of faith.

But it has been decades since the Seed of Faith took shape. Every time he meditates, Allen will be immersed in the process of understanding the Seed of Faith. Allen’s gains from the long years of contact and observation are almost nothing. The Seed of Faith is like a stubborn stone. , no matter how Alan tried and impacted, he still had that unhurried spinning attitude.

How to break the current form of the Seed of Faith has become Allen's biggest problem at the moment, and it may also be an opportunity for him to achieve some kind of breakthrough.

A trickle of anger was manipulated by Allen to flow into the space where the Seed of Faith was located. The final result was that it turned into a more pure and condensed high-quality liquid anger, which was then discharged from the anger vortex.

The spiritual power hairspring that exudes a faint luster in the feedback of consciousness is woven into a net to cover the seed of faith, trying to wrap it completely in it. In the end, the net is empty, and the space where the seed of faith is seems to be empty. Objects are completely powerless.

After changing its form again, the hairsprings gathered together to form a sphere the same size as the Seed of Faith. Overlapping it, the feeling was different again. It seemed that the sphere formed by the hairsprings could not reach the size of the Seed of Faith no matter how much it was filled. When Allen's mental power was exhausted and he could no longer maintain the stability of the mental sphere, the remnants of the collapsed mental power had not yet dissipated in the body, and the seeds of faith were like a whale swallowing a long river, absorbing the remaining energy in one go, digesting it until Allen was no longer able to do so. Went to the place we knew.

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Allen continued to explore tirelessly, but the boring experiment made him enjoy it. When he really felt tired, he would dig out some ingredients from his dimensional bag and make himself a delicious meal to divert himself. Focus on yourself and use cooking to relax your mood.

It just so happens that this injured and broken body also needs to absorb a lot of energy in order to continue to repair and repair. The magic dishes cooked are not a waste, killing two birds with one stone.

Fortunately, the Green Castle built by the Mansha City Governor for the new demigod pillar was large enough, and Allen had the rooftop rooftop turned into an open-air kitchen. It was just across the street from the house where he practiced retreat. There are only stairs, so it is very convenient for him to come in and out without being disturbed.

Having just exhausted all his mental energy, he felt as if he was stepping on clouds. It was so uncomfortable that Allen simply stopped meditating, walked out of the house and went to the rooftop, preparing to take a short vacation for himself and cook something delicious.

The fantastic dreams that I saw when I fell asleep in my early years. Now that I have become a legend or above, I no longer need to fall asleep to accumulate energy and relax my body, so I gradually lose the habit of sleeping naturally. Of course, in the past few years, whenever Allen hit a bottleneck in his cooking or practice, he also thought about restarting his dream and watching the strange world to find inspiration. But most of the time, he failed and could no longer act like before. That way during sleep, connecting to that magical world.

The emergence of this phenomenon also started after Allen was promoted to Legend. According to Allen's own thinking and judgment, it may have a lot to do with the huge changes in his mental and physical strength after he was promoted to Legend.

But after this injury, Allen accidentally fell asleep after several meditation experiments due to lack of mental power and no longer strong body. However, it was a rare opportunity for him to dream about that person who seemed familiar and yet unfamiliar at the same time. magical world scene.

In his dreams, Allen was still amazed by the magical sights of those steel creations flying past, and he would still get lost in the tall crystal buildings that towered into the sky. But more of the scenes that appeared in his dreams were still those dressed in rice. The chef in a white shirt, apron, and cylindrical hat is busy cooking.

As an old chef with two to three hundred years of cooking skills, when Allen observes the craftsmanship of the chefs in the picture, even if he cannot smell the smell of the dishes being cooked in the dream or feel the taste of the dishes themselves, he can still judge with certainty. With these chef skills, he is no longer the former brother Chu who was only conquered by the other party's dazzling skills.

In the dream, the skills of most chefs could no longer impress Alan, but there were still many novel dishes and new cooking methods that made his eyes shine and found a lot of inspiration.

While resting and relaxing this time, Allen was ready to show off his skills and spend some time and energy to think up a few new dishes.

At Allen's current level of cooking skills, cooking is no longer the most troublesome step. With hundreds of years of polishing practice, what kind of ingredients require what kind of cooking methods. When he prepares the ingredients, he already has it in mind. With a rough plan, even if it was his first time to use these ingredients.

The most troublesome thing now is the preparation before cooking. For example, some ingredients need to be soaked in specific juice to stimulate the restrained magic power of the ingredients. For example, some ingredients need to be placed in a specific environment to dissolve the blood and water in them. Hazardous substances, etc.

The first step of processing the ingredients can often determine the magical state of the final product after it comes out, and Allen only gradually understood it when he reached his current state and under some mysterious influence. It is precisely because the time required to prepare various ingredients is too cumbersome that Allen rarely cooks food by himself. To be honest, the dragon Figueras often came to Allen to catch the autumn wind, and he found many fresh ingredients for Allen to cook. There could have been a better way to process them and obtain better magic dishes. Limitation, simply do something simple, which means that many of the dishes Figueras ate were only defective products, not the best dishes.

Unless he had enough time to relax like now, how could Allen have so much free time to start processing various ingredients according to their characteristics one or two days in advance, or even longer, in order to make the ingredients appear in their best condition.

For example, the black thigh of some kind of animal that Allen is putting on the chopping board is the ingredient that he started preparing three months ago.

This thigh was taken from the body of a fire-type takin monster naturally born in the Green Field Plain. Then Allen mobilized the anger in his body to force out every trace of blood in this thigh, and grinded it out mixed with golden ginseng, sunflower and other magic plant materials. The seasoning is evenly applied on the surface, and finally it is air-dried for another month and a half, and smoked and roasted with mugwort for another month and a half before the ingredients are finally successfully processed.

During this period, someone has to take care of the mugwort. It cannot make an open fire. The white smoke with herbal powder can only be used to infiltrate the inside and outside of the ham little by little. And when Allen was free, he had to pour his own anger into the ham so that the magic plant materials on the surface of the ham could be further integrated into the ham.

Such a troublesome way of handling things, with Allen's current status and strength, how could he possibly waste his good time on it! !

As for writing down this processing method and passing it on to the goblin chefs in the tribe, Allen has not thought about it. But there is always something mysterious about the way these ingredients are processed, that is, when Allen comes into contact with the ingredients himself, his brain can often tell him how to handle them best, as if it is Allen's natural instinct.

But when Allen took up the pen and wanted to write down these processing methods, he didn't know how to tell his descendants clearly and how to judge the differences and changes in the processing process.

Take this carefully processed ham as an example. Fire monsters naturally contain a large amount of fire elements, so the magic plants used by Allen are either flame flowers with the same properties, or golden ginseng that stabilizes fire elements. At the same time, Allen also It will use its own anger as a trigger to provide vigorous energy for the fire element in the ham.

But if you change to another type of Warcraft, its processing method will naturally change, and the materials that need to be matched will also be different.

Ever since he classified and evaluated a large number of magic dish formulas developed by himself in the tribe in order to establish a magic dish and magic kitchen system, Allen knew that many of these dishes would have the same effect even if they were cooked again according to the method when he created them. There will also be a huge difference.

Before he understood the true principle of ham processing, Allen didn't think it was of much value to write down the ham processing method.

A sharp dagger flew up and down in his hand, and the black skin of the ham was completely shaved off, revealing the red meat as bright as blood inside. The inside of the ham, which had been dried and smoked for more than three months, caught Allen's eyes. , but it seemed to still be alive, as if Allen could pinch it with a little force and blood would drip out.

But when he actually touched the surface of the ham, what Allen could feel was a hot breath, and there was even a faint burning sensation on the surface of the skin.

Nodding with satisfaction, Allen cut off a large piece of the most essential meat from the ham, then put the remaining ham meat into an ice jade food box and stored it in his own dimensional bag.

Next, Allen dug out many of the ingredients he had collected from the dimensional bag. After some picking and sorting, he put away many of the ingredients again. In the end, there were only a dozen or so items left on the chopping board that Allen thought could be compared with Ingredients and condiments that go with ham.

Unknowingly, Allen, who was immersed in the newly created dishes, seemed to feel something from the Seed of Faith in his body. Wisps of power of faith from the distant starry sky escaped from the Seed of Faith, covering the cooking place where Allen was. .

Heat oil in the pan, quickly throw a few ingredients into it, stir-fry a few times at will, then throw it out of the pan and let it cool...

When a new dish with steaming heat like a blazing flame was served by Allen in an exquisite porcelain bowl, a column of red wolf smoke happened to float from the rooftop of Greenfield Castle and shoot straight into the sky. .

Allen's mind also turned back from the process of cooking dishes, and he looked above his head with interest, and happened to see this scene of wolf smoke that was as red as blood. At the same time, the divine consciousness that had been in Allen's body and watched coldly also sent a reminder to Allen, allowing Allen to quickly feel a familiar unknown force around him, which was slowly being taken into his body.

With no time to think about anything else, Allen almost instinctively entered the state of inward vision, and then saw a certain energy that could not be felt at ordinary times being slowly absorbed by the seed of faith and disappearing in the center of the vortex of anger.

The power of faith! ! !

Allen suddenly had a clear understanding in his heart. The unknown energy that had rarely seen its true face before him was the sustenance and incarnation of the faith of countless goblin believers who had developed after he founded the God of Cookery Society.

Blessed in his soul, Allen suddenly thought of a possibility at this moment. He didn't care that he was exposed on the rooftop at this time, and directly began to mobilize the mental power gossamer that had not recovered to its original state, as well as the lack of liquid anger, and went straight to the trace of faith. Go where the strength lies.

boom! ! ! !

The energy of three different attributes collided together at this time, and it was like the purest light in the early days of the Big Bang. Allen's whole mind was completely attracted by it! !

(End of this chapter)