Shepherding Humanity (Nurturing Humanity)

Then he died.

When I came back to my senses, I had reappeared in the hero altar, "Fortunately, I spent half a month, got a lot of energy, and can be resurrected, I don't believe that I can't beat this elf girl Liang!"

Next, for half a year.

In order to prove his cooking skills, he, the chef, constantly collects resurrection energy, and then seduces the little loli with determination, constantly researching the delicious ingredients of this other world, and using various tricks on the way she must pass.

Then

He experienced more than thirty fancy deaths.

But he gradually began to be able to communicate with this little girl, gain trust, and try to learn their language to communicate. The little girl also stopped killing him, and often came to find food and play with him.

From it, he learned the Elvish language and learned about the civilization of this world.

This little girl is called Xilin, and the ancient tree of life that lives in is called the ancient tree of dark night. These tree elves like to haunt at night.

Elves have a long lifespan just like trees. They only become adults in their eighties and have a lifespan of more than three hundred years. She is still a minor this year, only in her fifties.

These tree elves are scarce in number and have low reproductive capacity. Each clan is extremely precious and can only rely on the ancient tree of life to bear fruit and reproduce.

In addition, in this fantasy ancient tree world, there are towering ancient trees of miracles of life, powerful ancient trees of war, giant dragons, deep-sea hydras, and various legendary terrifying beasts.

"The folk customs of another world are really simple. I have died more than 30 times, and the strategy is finally full." On this day, after playing with the little girl, he returned to his residence, "According to the information on the power system obtained on the Internet , The power system in this world is very high. An adult elves have the level of fourth-order, as if they are a natural monster!"

He returned to the room and started to prepare the ingredients for Xilin's next meal, but the next second, a group of beautiful adult elves rushed in.

"Here, is the location of that strange ancient tree! I finally found it!"

"Secretly seduce our Xilin, and it seems to have the quality of continuous resurrection, and it is delicious!"

"Yes, this kind of creature seems to be able to cook very delicious food. Sirin once smuggled it back, and I tried it! It is countless times more delicious than the meat we cooked with fire!"

Click!

He was quickly imprisoned, and a group of night elf sisters surrounded her and looked at her.

He lay on the bed and looked at a group of beautiful elves with delicate faces. He didn't know why, but he was still a little happy.

"Sisters, take it easy, I'm afraid of pain." He laughed, but his smile gradually changed.

Because these young ladies picked up the knife and began to dissect him.

"My God! Who can save me!"

After half a month, he suddenly stabilized, was released, and began to become a member of this elf tribe. He received high treatment and became the ancient wood chef of the night elf tribe. He conquered the entire tribe with delicious food and cooked for them. food.

Moreover, he does not need to prepare the energy of the altar by himself. The powerful elves have already prepared countless resurrection energy for him.

wow——

The flames were steaming with smoke, wafting into the air with a delicious and mellow fragrance.

At this time, a gourmet bonfire dinner feast was held in the tribe of hundreds of elves.

A grotesque little tree man was cooking food for them, and the lovely ladies and sisters around were all looking forward to it, their eyes were fiery, and they even kept rolling their throats and swallowing saliva.

"Okay, this is the cake I tried to make with tree starch and plants similar to yeast. You will definitely be fascinated by its delicious taste. And today's staple food is grilled meat and grilled fish."

His face calmed down.

"Amazing!"

The surrounding suddenly cheered, and a group of young ladies quickly took the wooden bowls, then packed the food, swarmed up quickly, and dismembered Mumu.

"The arm is mine!"

"Hair, I want hair!"

"I want his feet. Although the smell is so hot that tears are flowing, but I don't know why, it feels like an addiction."

Brush Lala!

A group of elves swarmed up. After cooking the food, he, the chef, was quickly torn into pieces and smeared on the food he was cooking, as if it had become a sacred ceremony.

"good to eat!"

"Spiciness is the best."

"Nonsense, it's clearly minced garlic, it's so delicious!"

Some people like spicy food, some people like minced garlic, all kinds of flavors.

Not far away, a newly-born Seven Wonderful Treasure Tree gradually emerged from the Altar of Heroes. Looking at the cheering crowd of elves, he would sacrifice himself on the dishes every day after finishing the dishes.

The little girl Xilin was holding a piece of cake, which was sprinkled with soy sauce-flavored juice, and her red lips were covered with sauce, looking a little innocent and cute, she walked over with an apologetic face, and said naively, "I didn't expect that my sisters would Follow me, I just wanted to eat you alone, are we still friends?"

Mumu smiled awkwardly and touched the little girl's head, "It's okay, it's not your fault."

Xi Lin suddenly became excited, her eyes flashing with longing, "Then can I be the first to eat you?"

Mumu: ? ? ?

"can!"

Mumu replied, and quickly adapted to such a life of being eaten.

He suddenly felt that such a day was very happy, with a group of simple and beautiful elf sisters accompanying every day, affirming his own food, he only needed to study the food, they would prepare all kinds of ingredients for him, and then look at it eagerly. Taking care of himself, the feeling of being needed is more satisfying than when he was a chef in a special venue.

"I was originally a chef who pursued food. It doesn't matter if I become stronger. It is a very happy thing to be a member of this tribe and to constantly study food." He gradually let go of his thoughts of becoming stronger.

Two years have passed.

His cooking skills are becoming more and more proficient, and he occasionally goes to feed the ancient war tree.

The Night Elf tribe belongs to the weaker forces among the Eleven Ancient Trees. There are only more than 300 elves and seventeen ancient war trees, while the strongest Feather Elf tribe has more than 1,110 elves and more than 70 elves. The ancient tree of war even enslaved a green dragon.

Before, it was still peaceful. The relatively powerful elf tribes were far away from them, and the surrounding elf tribes, although strong, were not much stronger than them.

But along with the unique food of the night elves, the fame gradually spread and attracted many eyes.

"What are they eating, what a tempting aroma!"

"If you can eat it, then."

Eating sex is the instinctive pursuit of all creatures, and some people can even pay a lot for food, including the wind spirit next door to the war, who began to dislike simple and bland food, making it difficult to swallow.

"Plunder them."

A small war broke out.

In the tribe, there were casualties. The little elf sisters who usually chatted peacefully were brought back, and gradually they were seriously injured and died in front of their eyes.

As a chef, Mumu began to treat their wounds. Chili, garlic, these can kill bacteria and do simple wound treatment.

"The ancient war tree that I brought, as well as more than ten members of Miss Misia's clan, have been captured." After three days, a message came, and panic began to spread among the elves.

Misia is a mature sister who is very majestic among them, and a close sister who Mumu often chats with.

"What will happen to them?" Mumu's voice trembled.

"They were killed under the ancient tree of life and became the nutrients for the next generation of wind elves. The ancient tree of war has already surrendered to the enemy and became their ancient tree. We do the same to them."

The ancient tree of war is equivalent to the existence of mercenaries. Whoever provides food and domesticates them, they follow whatever tribe.

In most cases, they do not die and wander among the various elf tribes.

"Why don't you hand me over?" Mumu's eyes widened, seeing real death for the first time.

It was a living intelligent life, with a voice and appearance, and was still laughing and laughing a few days ago.

In reality, he is just a chef. Although he has also killed chickens, ducks, fish and pigs, he will not be soft-hearted, but he is a living person.

For the first time, he realized the cruelty of life, this is not a game, this is a living different world, a real second life!

"How could it be possible to hand you over, you are the treasure of our tribe, you can provide weapon manufacturing, healing, and delicious food, without you, we will return to the simple life we ​​used to live, without such delicious food, and dead with What's the difference." The surrounding elves shook their heads and said, "Also, there will be wars every once in a while, and you are just the cause of the war."

After all, they picked up iron spears, iron bows and arrows, and brought the ancient war tree to start the war, "You helped us develop civilization, these weapons have helped us a lot, they are better than us, but they may not fight. get us."

News from the front line:

Another war tree was captured.

Moreover, misfortunes do not come singly. It is said that the wind elves next door began to feel the pressure and chose to join forces with the water elves to completely eradicate the night elves, and to obtain the secret of the night elves possessing iron weapons and making food delicious!

"Mu Xiu will be destroyed by Lin Feng, hand me over." In the room, Mu Mu was trembling.

Although he is very ruthless and talkative, as a chef, he has some achievements in the evolution of species, and he knows nothing about other wars, cultivation, and becoming stronger.

"It's useless." The elf next to him suddenly said and walked out, "This is a war, and there is not much reason."

Mumu was silent for a while, she could only cook for the elves in the tribe, but she couldn't do anything, even though she had already regarded more than 300 of them as her family.

Standing on the tree house, he looked at the entire elf tribe below, fell into danger, and suddenly fell silent.

He went offline silently and decided to go out and ask for help.

In fact, if he wanted to get rid of such a slave life and not cook for this tribe, he could have gone out and asked for help, but he quite liked this kind of life.

Now I have to go to the outside network for help!

The alchemy emperor at that time also asked for help like this, but the alchemy emperor once had the capital to resist, so everyone could help him, but what about himself?

It is the weakest delicious plant, and its combat power is extremely weak. How can a chef intervene in a high elves war with a per capita combat power of Tier 4?

This is almost impossible, but he still hopes that all-powerful netizens can help him find a way.

Soon, a post came out.

[Another World Help Post: A chef, how to solve the genocide crisis of an elf tribe, offering a reward of 50,000 sand dollars]

There's one more at ten o'clock