Chapter 27 Speculations and Barbeque at Night

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Kyle Rath frowned quite seriously and said: "I'm trying to figure out whether the smell I smell is really the smell of a meal that went rancid the night before and was then thrown into the lava and was battered, or whether it's a fake..."

"Are you talking about heterogeneity!?"

"Not necessarily, it's just very similar. After all, there are so many things in the world, and there are always things with similar tastes. The main reason is..." Kellas pinched her chin and looked quite confused.

Nolan Lusi turned around and raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Even if the smell is similar, it's not common, right?"

Kyle Russ nodded and said with a subtle expression: "To be more precise, although I described the smell, I am the only one who knows it. The most important thing is that the smell I smell now is quite vague and uncertain. Sometimes it’s quite strong, and sometimes it’s as clean as if it’s never happened before, which is more in line with the normal smell changes caused by different wind directions after burning things.”

Sure enough, it's a bit strange to hear such seemingly professional things from Kyle Russ's mouth...

"Since I've smelled something foreign, even if it's not, it's best to go and have a look." I thought for a while and said.

I emphasized: "The main thing is - I don't think there is any way in this place that someone would throw their overnight meal into the lava."

After all, this place is not minecraft. It is basically impossible for magma to exist on the surface except volcanoes.

"Hey, it seems like this!" Kellas clapped his hands as if he suddenly understood, and then said neatly, "Okay, let's go."

A few of us, led by Kyle Russ, walked through the forest and finally arrived...

"Hiss—what is this!"

In the middle of the forest patio surrounded by trees, there is a small hole. Inside is nearly dried magma and a corpse.

"...How come this place really has such a thing?" I originally thought I had grasped the key to the matter, but what I didn't expect was that reality gave me a vicious punch.

"It looks like it was caused by magic." Nolan Lusi frowned slightly and said, "This method seems to be to destroy some traces."

"Basically everything on his body was burned." After playing with it for a while, Kellas said with regret, "I didn't find anything that could prove his identity, and I don't know where his soul went. went."

Most importantly, we're not sure whether it has anything to do with what we're looking for...

It looked like he was being hunted by his enemies, and this kind of drama was quite common in this seemingly peaceful town.

Just when I was about to go home, Kellas suddenly exclaimed: "Ah! This place—Boss Lin, Boss Lin, come and see!"

what?

While a trace of doubt flashed through my mind, I looked towards where Kellas was and found that she was looking intensely at the trunk of a certain tree.

"It's a regular pattern!"

I stepped forward and took a closer look.

The edges are quite smooth, and it looks more like a professional carving than a simple dagger. However, the carved content looks quite regular, but it is not any kind of magic rune I know.

I looked at Nolan Lusi, and when I was about to ask her if she knew what it was, she frowned and said, "It looks familiar - but I can't remember where I saw it."

If Nolan Lesi doesn't know...

If this is the case, will something remain in the solidified magma?

Thinking of this place, I returned to the place where the bones had just been found.

The magma now has basically completely solidified. After I used the magic of turning soldiers into mud to completely disintegrate these solidified magma rocks, I found iron blocks inside that had been severely corroded and deformed.

I found it, but the problem is that it doesn't work at all?

Just when I was at a loss what to do, Nolan Lusi suddenly screamed and said, "That's right! Although the content inside is completely different, this unique writing format is from the incomplete original book!"

At first, when Nolan Lusi mentioned the incomplete original book, I didn't react yet, but when I realized that there was actually only one incomplete original book that I knew about, my expression immediately changed.

That is - a magic book used to summon and even create alien creatures!

I quickly calmed down my other emotions and asked calmly: "Does that mean someone is trying to summon a strange monster in this place?"

"Not only that." Nolan Lusi narrowed her eyes slightly, "Grace, is this place almost reaching that guy's territory?"

Grace looked around, and finally her sight was fixed on a hidden corner.

"That's right - this is the border." Grace said seriously, "If you continue to go deeper, you may encounter legendary monsters."

After she said these words, she was stunned for a moment, and finally changed her expression and said: "In other words, their final goal is probably that legendary monster?!"

"But - how is it possible? If they have that strength, why don't they just come out..."

"Is it...infection?" I rubbed my chin and gave an answer that sounded a bit ridiculous.

I don't know much about heterogeneity.

All the information basically comes from the vague narrations of Nolan Russ and Kyle Russ. Even now, I don’t know much about what kind of existence the alien is, and I didn’t feel it in the recent encounter. to any feeling of idiosyncratic invasion.

Therefore, I still have doubts about whether heterogeneity is really contagious.

"Maybe." Nolan Lesi's face looked a little bad, "Since they have multiple copies of the original scriptures of heterogeneity, it is also possible that they record how to transform ordinary monsters or humans into heterogeneous... ····But I always feel like I’ve forgotten something very important.”

Although Nolan Lusi's last words made me a little concerned, I still focused most of my attention on what she said before.

Some kind of conversion method?

I sighed and collected all the suspicious-looking things on the ground around the person who seemed to be the owner of the copied heterogeneous original code, to prevent any important clues from being missed.

But maybe the clue has been lost.

Apart from our casual search, is there anyone else who is hunting the owners of the heterogeneous codex?

If you can't think of it, it's better not to think about it.

I stood up decisively and said, "Since there is nothing left to find, it's okay to stay in this place all the time. Let's just take all today's discoveries back and study them."

"Have dinner!?" Upon hearing this, Kellas became energetic and shouted happily, "Oh! I'm home!"

So in the eyes of Kellas, going home means eating, right?

"There is a special barbecue tonight!!" Kyle Russ's current state can probably be described as excited...

Speaking of which, in order to seduce Kyle Russ to come with us, I promised to have a special barbecue tonight.

Grace covered her face and looked quite strange.

"Although I've been with you for a long time, I still can't understand what your brain circuits are like - just now you were seriously discussing something as big as maybe saving the world. Let’s start talking about what’s for dinner tonight.”

Villier, who was next to him, tilted his head, chuckled and said, "Maybe it's because you are really free, right?"

Very free?

"I obviously had a good time today."

"Actually, I really want to fish." Villier hit my weak point quite accurately.

"I just think it's necessary - of course, it's not impossible to find a job where you can fish and make a lot of money." I coughed awkwardly and said.

Just like my previous job as a hotel owner, wasn’t it a very good job? Although there are few customers, they are all wealthy. Occasionally, a passing brave man can pick up some equipment to add nutrition to the hillside grass behind. The furthest point is to purchase ingredients. Most of the day is spent meditating in the store. , of course, since Teresa came, I will occasionally play and develop...ahem!

I always feel like I just had some great idea.

"How could something like that happen?" Grace sighed, "How should I put it, your life is more real than I imagined."

"Heroes are not always saving the world or on the road to saving the world." I chuckled and said, "What's more, we are not heroes, just ordinary people."

"You're lying!" Grace curled her lips with a look of disbelief.

I'm just an adventurer passing by.

Anyway, after tidying up the scene a little, we came to the vegetable market in this place.

Then I found the butcher whom Kyle Russ had mentioned.

What surprised me a little was that the meat he sold was very good and fresh, and it was not some unknown type of meat. It was very good beef. This is a rare thing in a place like this. After all, I saw the butcher’s fierce look, so I thought it was a black shop.

After getting what I needed today, I returned to the hotel. With the permission of the hotel owner, I set up a simple barbecue grill in the backyard of the hotel.

However, what is slightly different from the previous barbecue is that this time the oven is sealed.

Simply put, it is a smoker...

After removing the fascia from the beef, it was simply marinated with ingredients bought on the road. Although the taste may not be exactly the same, for smoking, the more important thing is the smoky flavor.

After all the preparations were done, I put a large piece of beef in the oven and closed the lid.

"This time it will probably take a little longer."

I patted my hands slightly and said easily.

"Hmm - you're actually roasting such a big piece of meat this time!" Kyle Russ curiously touched the simple oven that was barely covered, "It doesn't feel like it's cooked yet?"

"So it will take a long time." I smiled.

Nolan Lusi walked over and took a look at the oven, and then said: "To be honest, if you think this oven is not enough, I can help add a fire."

"Low temperature is fine."

Although there is no way to control the flame temperature accurately, I still try to use a low-temperature flame of about 170 degrees Celsius for baking.

"Very strange method..."

"Oh, by the way, I can just find something to do during this period of time." I said easily.

Controlling with magic... is still very simple, as long as you control the output of magic power.

"Ah, coming back." I looked in the direction of the lobby, "I always feel that there are very few tourists in this store..."

"Maybe they misunderstood us a little." The rather wealthy boss walked slowly from the inner room, still with a friendly smile on his face, "Although I don't know why, some things that happened before seemed to make the town... Others inside mistakenly thought I was some powerful guy, so even tourists would be warned by well-known people that the owner of this place is not to be messed with."

"Just from the perspective of how to use the Mongolian sweat medicine, I'm not an expert at all." There happened to be nothing going on right now, and I was really curious about the boss, so I just stood there and started chatting.

"As for the sweat medicine..." The boss was speechless for a moment, "It was just an accident, so - how about just forgetting about it?"

"I'm actually also curious about what the misunderstanding is."

Probably something that can be exchanged of equal value, right?

I satisfied my curiosity and wiped out the previous small grudges.

After all, apart from the initial incident, the boss was quite content at other times and had absolutely nothing else to do.

The fat boss looked troubled and said: "If there is a misunderstanding... I probably took the two strongest killers as my wives and concubines, so others will think that I am a powerful guy, right?"

What kind of sexual happiness is that...ah, what a happy life! ! !

"Wait, wait! Who are the two strongest killers!"

"To be precise, they are the two strongest female killers. They were sworn enemies at first, but in the end they still followed me wholeheartedly."

"Judging from this aspect, you might actually have some skills."

The fat boss said with a subtle expression: "We do love each other sincerely, but it would be nice to have this kind of thing, but all the tourists with women will not come to my place to stay, so... ··”

After all, no one wants to wake up with green hair.

Thinking of this, I patted the fat boss on the shoulder and said, "Anyway, let's keep going."

Cheers in all aspects.

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