By the time Goethe returned to the mining tent again, it was already late at night.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. July has just entered the northern border, and the heat is receding rapidly. The cool breeze is blowing, blowing the tents, and the flags are ringing.
Goethe immediately released the [Blood Crow Spirit] to investigate the surrounding area.
At the same time, the crows around the camp quickly gathered and became the best sentries.
While doing all this, Goethe felt a strange feeling in his heart, almost instinctively. He looked at the 'Mad King's Ring'——
Darker than the night sky, a layer of mist suddenly appeared in the deep night sky.
The light, gray mist is like a gauze curtain, suspended on the surface of the seven stars.
Then, they all gathered around the bottom and middle star.
This star, which represented that Goethe had just left the 'secret realm', lit up for an instant. Although it immediately returned to its original state, a sense of 'vitality' appeared in the dimness.
It's like a bud that is actively breaking out of the ground.
[The upgrade of ‘Secret Realm’ is being determined...]
【Judgment passed!】
[The holder of the 'key' is determined to speed up the process of the world and help the world complete its upgrade. The determination is in progress...]
【Judgment passed!】
[The holder of the ‘key’ gains a trace of ‘power of the world’! 】
[The fusion of 'World Power' and 'Key' holder is being determined...]
…
Woo! Woo!
There seemed to be a horn reverberating in my ears.
Goethe looked around in a daze, and saw a group of tall "men" wearing animal skins, holding sticks and weapons made of stones, chasing monsters hundreds of meters high. Each of them was not afraid of death, and they ran as fast as
Fly, each one is powerful and powerful.
The monster that was hundreds of meters high was wailing and was thrown to the ground.
Everyone swarmed up and ate it.
Bones become better weapons.
Flesh and blood is the best nutrition.
And the scarlet-stained fur became the best swaddling clothes for human descendants.
Wow wow wow!
Amidst the powerful cries, a furry face appeared in Goethe's confused eyes. He smiled brightly and raised Goethe high above his head.
Not only him, but everyone raised their children above their heads.
Then--
Hoo, ho, ho!
Amidst the bursts of thunderous breathing, a huge shadow covered the sky.
Bear!
The giant bear that could shake the earth with every step appeared in Goethe's vision.
The giant bear looked at the babies being held high above his head, raised his paws as broad as mountains, and gently placed them in front of each baby.
Like a blessing.
Like joy.
No harm done.
Goethe saw it very clearly.
However, he didn't have the mind to pay attention to this.
because……
The monster skin wrapped around him smells so good!
It's obviously flesh and blood, but it has a fragrant feeling!
Goethe struggled with all his strength to get his arm out of his swaddling clothes, stretched out his hand, grabbed a piece of flesh and blood still stained on it, and put it into his mouth.
Melts in your mouth!
Soft and fragrant!
It tastes like meat!
But it tastes better than any piece of meat Goethe remembered!
Cack!
Goethe couldn't help laughing happily, and the giant bear was immediately attracted by the laughter.
It lowered its head and looked at Goethe, and a humanized smile appeared on the huge bear's face.
Then he raised his paws at Goethe.
The baby-like Goethe ignored it and raised his arms to look for more meat.
But the adult raised Goethe's arm forcibly, letting his little hand touch the bear's paw, which was so huge that it could cover the sky.
The next moment, the text appeared——
【Judgment passed!】
[The ‘key’ holder completes essential mutation! 】
[The ‘key’ holder ‘human’ is promoted to ‘human (black iron)’! 】
[Human (Black Iron): Deep in your soul, there is still a trace of the characteristics of the immortal species. When this trace of world power merges with you, the remaining characteristics are stimulated. You become smarter and can master it instantly.
With more skills, you can also have a stronger and faster body than others, and you can even have some special talents that your ancestors once relied on - although you can't do the same magical things as the Immortals, you can.
Possessing talents beyond the reach of ordinary people!】
[Effect 1: Heart +0.5, Skill +3, Body +3]
[Effect 2: Volibear’s breathing skills are improved]
…
Goethe came back to his senses slightly confused.
It was just...
familiar!
From the throbbing of the soul.
Eager!
From the source of blood.
Goethe, who seemed to have experienced everything personally, sat motionless. After ten minutes, he took a long breath and said to himself regretfully: "What does that monster taste like? I just ate it."
I took a small sip, but I didn’t taste it!”
The picture of predators involuntarily appeared in Goethe's mind again.
His nose twitches!
He seemed to smell it!
Very fragrant!
It’s the aroma of carefully cooked meat, spread on cheese, and sprinkled with seaweed.
Goethe almost followed the scent and entered Silla's tent.
"What are you doing?"
"Get out quickly!"
"Tell you what, there are no cheese ribs here!"
Silla put her hands behind her back and shouted loudly.
Goethe walked up to Silla with a smile on his face, raised his hand and picked up a piece of cheese ribs that the other party had hidden behind his back, put it in his mouth, and chewed it with big mouthfuls, including the bones and meat.
"Um, um, no."
"tasty!"
Goethe said vaguely, but his hands kept moving. He picked up a piece of cheese ribs again, looked at the slightly thin cheese on it, and put it back again. After wrapping it in a thick layer, he put it in with satisfaction.
into the mouth.
Cheese is an amazing thing.
When that kind of milky fragrance explodes in the mouth, along with that unique taste, it always makes people smile.
Not to mention wrapped on meat.
The pork ribs are carefully processed and taste sweet and sour.
Especially the piece he chose is full of crispy bones. As soon as you take it into your mouth, the taste rushes to you, and there is an explosion of triple textures.
Cheese, meat, crispy bones.
There is a clear distinction between Jing and Wei, but there is a slight fusion.
because……
Shredded seaweed!
The crispy seaweed should not be noticeable, but the light salty and sweet taste enhances the taste of the cheese ribs itself. The crispy texture makes the three tastes indistinguishable from each other. They seem to be closer to each other, and they are completely integrated.
But if you taste it carefully, there is a difference.
Undoubted chef skills.
"Save some for me!"
Seeing Goethe pick up another piece of cheese ribs, Sheila became anxious and started to put her head on Goethe's chest. She opened her mouth and spread the cheese ribs into her mouth. However, she had a small mouth and bad posture, so she just ate one piece.
It got stuck.
Goethe calmly put the remaining two pieces into his mouth, then raised his hand and patted Silla on the back.
Snap!
Ahem!
The stuck ribs came out.
"I saved your life, so the ribs are just a thank you gift."
Goethe said this.
Silla almost cried with anger.
He looked at Goethe and then at the ribs on the ground. Finally, in Goethe's shocked eyes, he picked up the ribs, rinsed them with water, and put them into his mouth again.
Goethe felt inexplicably that the Silla in front of him looked like a stray dog picking up food from the ground.
This made him reflect on whether he had gone too far just now.
until--
"Hey hey hey."
Silla let out a series of weird laughs.
Moreover, this strange laughter came from Goethe.
Immediately, Goethe frowned.
"I spit on the cheese ribs!"
Silla said with her hands on her hips.
call!
Goethe was inexplicably relieved. He thought Sheila had drugged the food - of course, that wasn't the point. The point was that he didn't taste it... Hmm, are you bluffing?
Goethe thought in his heart, so he stood up and walked towards Silla step by step.
"What are you doing?"
"Tell you, don't mess around!"
"This is a military camp!"
Silla backed away in panic and soon huddled in a corner.
And Goethe?
He raised his hand and pinched Silla's cheek. After pinching two small pits on the opponent's slightly baby-fat face, Silla's mouth opened a small slit, and then she opened her mouth and came forward——
Pooh!
Then Goethe released his palm.
Silla's face suddenly turned red.
It was red to the base of my ears.
But immediately, it turned white again.
Very white, very white.
"Goethe, you bastard, I... vomit!"
Before she finished cursing, Silla rushed out of the tent and vomited profusely.
A full quarter of an hour later, Silla came back wiping tears.
“I didn’t spit on the cheese ribs!”
"I know!"
"Then you still spit in my mouth?!"
Silla's eyes widened.
"Did you taste it?"
Goethe rolled his eyes.
Silla was startled, smacked her lips, and thought about it again, it seemed that she really didn't taste it.
Suddenly, a silly smile appeared on his face.
He breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Not bad! Not bad!"
"I thought I tasted your saliva...uh?"
"Ah, my ribs!"
Silla belatedly held her head and squatted there.
He kept mumbling——
"I begged Grandpa Shu all afternoon, and Grandpa Shu gave it to me!"
"I just spat it out!"
"It's all your fault!"
As Silla chanted, she bared her teeth at Goethe, like a shoebill stork spreading its wings and preparing to hit someone.
That way...
So silly.
Grandpa Tree?
It should be the other teacher who gave Qian a little trouble with a reasonable excuse, right?
Just using such an excuse, doesn’t it sound a bit like deceiving a fool?
Hmm...
He seems to be a real fool.
Is it just Sheila’s case?
Goethe frowned slightly.
Is Sheela a fool?
Sometimes it is.
Sometimes not.
Is it a special situation?
The other teacher doesn't look like a malicious person.
only……
What's going on with this worry?
It should be a worry as a friend, right?
Goethe emphasized in his heart, but he walked out of the camp involuntarily and came to the open space where Sheila practiced her skills during the day.
He was waiting silently.
After a moment, a figure wrapped in a black cloak appeared in front of him.
The other party's appearance was quite sudden, as if it appeared out of thin air.
Then, without saying a word, he raised his hand and punched Goethe in the stomach.
This punch is fast and accurate.
But, not cruel.
It seems that it was just to let Goethe get punched, and then...
