"Making the real dragon full of praise?"
Pulling to the restaurant, Ian's thoughts were actually quite rude: "If Anfa is talking about Hio, it is not easy? This dragon has never tasted snacks, and a chocolate nut ball can be beautiful for one afternoon, but Cooking barbecue and fish is quite sophisticated, but at most it is the level of general gourmet. "
"Satisfied with her, let her praise her, I can do it."
Of course, Ian also knows that Anfa said that it is definitely aimed at the standards of other real dragons-Tyra's real dragon often has a body and an incarnation on the earth, and it is likely that in the long dragons Many foods, wanting them to satisfy them are definitely the top culinary skills.
Anfa, who brought Ian to the restaurant, was the long-skirted prosthetic body from before. After taking the boy to the destination, she quietly retreated. Anfa, who was entertaining other guests here, waved to Ian smoothly, while Yi, who had already taken a seat, Morida and Master Gosse both sideways, smiling at Ian and nodded.
It is really troublesome to adapt to these dragon blood and real dragons.
Ian knew what was going on as soon as he saw the long-skirted Anfa who greeted him at first, but when he actually saw it, it was a different feeling - there were several bodies at the same time, all of them were him, and the gap between him and the crystal dragon clone If the relationship is strengthened, maybe this is the case?
Speaking of this, the reason why crystal dragons can invite others to control their bodies, maybe because they wake up a little bit of dragon blood.
The lighting in Jin Deng's restaurant is quite dim, just like the dusk setting sun as the name suggests, and the ground is made of solid rock as black as ink, which does not reflect any light, just like a pitch-black night.
There was melodious music playing on one side of the restaurant, and several slim elf girls wearing tulle were playing music. They were concentrating on their performance as if there was no one else around.
The knights stood on both sides of the beams at the entrance of the hall, but there were no guards inside. This was normal - there were several second-level masters in the restaurant, as well as prosthetics controlled by the true dragon soul. These guards The captain is the second energy level. It is also necessary to deal with the guards of some hooligans or other elven king blood. If you encounter a master who can really enter the main house of the Ember Lantern House, there is no difference in the outside.
"Ian, you are here!"
Seeing Ian arriving, Xiou couldn't help but let out a cheer: "If you don't come, Anfa won't have dinner! I said you don't care, but they still don't believe it!"
"I really don't care."
Ian shook his head. He pulled out his chair and sat next to Ersen Jiade. He was also sitting opposite the main seat of the main seat: "But this is the number of gifts from human beings. Should the dragon be ruled? "
"The rules of Zhenlong are that they don't care if they don't stop, and they don't care, and they don't care.
Hio raised Bai Nen's slender fingers, and shook it in carelessly: "But I understand the rules of humans and elves, and I will adhere to it seriously!"
"It can be seen that you don't understand it at all. I really won't say it!"
Ian couldn't help but laugh. It would indeed be very pleasant to get along with Xiou. This true dragon, regardless of his male or female form, has a sense of joy and freedom, and has a natural and innocent feeling. It's no wonder that An's mother-in-law became friends with him. Who wouldn't? Do you like such friends?
"This is a private entertainment dinner. Everyone is my friend, and there is no need to worry about any rules. Anfa rubbed softly and rubbing his face to refute Ian's Hoou's hair, let the other party shook his head and shake his head satisfied. , and then pressed the button next to the main seat with a smile: "I hope you will like it and happily taste the delicacies of our Canaan Moore."
"I hope it is better than Ian!"
Xio was obviously very much looking forward to it, and said to herself full of energy, but her words made Anfa and Isengard both slightly stunned, and then they both looked at the white-haired boy.
"Have you cooked it for Hio?"
Isengard asked in a low voice: "Can you still let a real dragon praise your craftsmanship?"
-When I was in the imperial capital, although your craftsmanship was great, it didn't seem to be that good!
Although Anfa didn't ask, she was slightly surprised
His eyes obviously wanted to ask the same question.
"Of course. I told you that my strength has improved, right? My cooking skills haven't fallen behind either. It's a huge difference from before."
Ian looked at the elf's tableware in the same way-the result is quite interesting. These elves actually have chopsticks-like tableware, but the knife and fork are also available. Many.
He turned his head and whispered to Isen Garde: "When this exploration ruins are over, I will give you and An Falu, of course, don't look forward to the taste too much. It’s Xio who is easier to deal with.”
"What is it better to deal with it!"
When Hio heard this, it was dissatisfied with it-this is the history of contempt for Shin Long and I don't know how many years. Ian must apologize immediately!
The girl clamored at the table and rebuked: "For eating, I am excellent! It's not a really delicious delicious treasure, I will never say a compliment!"
"Hmm! It's delicious! It's delicious!"
Thirty seconds later, when Hio tasted the azi milky time from the servant, he immediately forgot the declaration in front of him and sent a sincere emotion: "It's really sweet-whether it is the fresh and sweet fragrance of the peach, or the corner sheep It’s pure milk with a mellow aroma. It’s a top-grade appetizer. Is it so delicious?”
In fact, it can be heard that Hio actually studied food for food. In fact, the attendant did not introduce it at all, but she could drink the raw materials and priorities of the milkshake in one sip, which proved that her theoretical knowledge was very rich. But there's no way she has a great appetite, so everything she eats tastes delicious!
Ian, Isen Jiade, and Afa are a little bit unable to help, and the two veterans of Golcese and Master Gravi stare at the scene without changing.
“I told you a long time ago, don’t go back to Canaan Moore.
Master Goesai raised the golden honey wine next to his hand, and gently touched the cup with Master Gravi: "Okay? Isn't it human on both sides? How can you do research on this situation?"
"Huh, do you think I think? It's not me exposed."
Master Gravi is obviously familiar with Master Gogse, at least not a normal nod. Regarding Master Gusai, he laughed: "At first I thought it was Yavida who wanted to kill me, and returned to Moore, Canaanan Moore to sort out the situation for so many days. Life."
"Because my plan is too complete, they have also joined the new research. They can't get involved, but they can't invest or have themselves. Not allowed - Japhetah is just going along with the flow. He, an old fox, wants to see what cards I have. If I can't deal with the prying eyes of the Kingbloods, I might as well die on the Siren, saving me from returning to Canaan Moore and dying miserably. Could you please raise it. "
"The results of it?"
At this time, the attendants had given the first side dish. The specialty blood granules of the rain and wetland of Moore, Canaanan Moore, a bloody orange flesh like blood jade carved particles was placed in the ice source solidarity plate and placed in a coagulated plate. In front of everyone.
Master Gogetan picked up a petal and sent it into his mouth to feel the sweet and moisturized fruit like life. The feeling of bursting between the tongue and teeth was burst. What happened when you came down?"
"Stupid question." Master Gravi also ate a pet. He was dissatisfied: "I was saved by Ian and did not expose the cards. Yafida personally came to me to discuss cooperation-Yi You and the boy so so so. What exactly do you want to ask? "
"Nothing, I just want to know how well you know that kid, and see if we can continue to cooperate in the future.
Master Gosse shifted his eyes to Ian, and the old man with a little humpback laughed: "It seems that you also think that Ian is a genius, which is enough to help your research. This means that there are opportunities for cooperation in the future. My inspiration tells me that what you know may be more than what I know now, and he will probably tell us in person. "
Ien and others present can naturally hear the chat between the two masters. The sublimator is not good, and some things that do not listen to can be heard.
But the problem is not big. Today, Ian is concentrating on trying to taste the cuisine of Canaan Moore.
The taste of blood orange is actually quite strange if you have to comment. It is a bit similar to popping candy, but really speaking, it is like a living thing jumping in the mouth, giving people an abnormal feeling. But the abnormality will soon end as the fruit breaks itself and turns into extremely fragrant and pure juice. The more intense the beating, the sweeter the pulp.
The next food is the same, which has the local flavor of Moore, Canaanan.
First of all, the main dish is a huge carbon roasted land crab. This land crab is a kind of Warcraft, called broken coconut crab, which can grow to three meters long. How big. This kind of Warcraft is along the coast of Yongshu, and the fruit shell is comparable to iron shell coconut. Its meat is full of coconut aroma, and can maintain the heart and supplement myocardial energy. There is a good replenishment effect. Its meat tastes smooth and tender when you first enter the mouth, but it is quite elastic. After chewing for a while, it becomes very obvious.
Sweet, it doesn't look like eating meat but chewing some strange flesh, but after carbon roasting, this broken coconut crab meat has a strong protein flavor.
Crab meat can be eaten with sauce. This sauce is called 'pouyatine' locally in Canaan. It is made from a variety of fruits mashed and stirred and then fermented. It is sweet and sour with a hint of wine and spiciness. It tastes delicious. The appetite is big. Then there was a drink, a kind of milk wine, which was said to have been passed down from the Cangtian Royal Court, and was later used by the elves.
Localization-but this localization is simply omnidirectional.
There are not many grazing land in the rain forest of Canaan. Of course, the so -called horse goat milk is scarce, but in the 13th River Basin, there is a strange fruit tree, named the cream, it sounds simple, but in fact this is a kind of A dangerous carnivorous demonic plant, it kills other animals through its poisonous vines and turns them into nutrients, and its sap is a pure sap with a fragrance very similar to milk.
The elf cuts the juice of lactative trees and adds the characteristic yeast sugar for fermentation treatment. The liquid obtained will show milky white and have a strong ***. This wine is smooth, sweet and delicious, and the flavor is extremely unique. Everyone present was of age. Ian's eyes lit up when he tasted the tree milk wine obtained by the Canaanite Moors from herding magic plants.
First drink a bite, the mouth and nasal cavity are full of thick milk fragrance. Later, a sweet and spicy warmth reached the roots of the tongue from the tip of the tongue and finally swallowed, but there was a refreshing feeling, not as hot as alcoholic wine, but there was a kind of milk -like lubrication.
"Ian!"
Isengard on the side was holding the wine glass in surprise. He opened his eyes wide and whispered to Ian in surprise:
This is better than the best physical medicine I have ever drinking! It tastes better than wine! "
"You and Xiou really have the same level of tongue.
I heard this kind of wow, Ian, this fried chicken leg is better than KXC! Level evaluation, Ian can't help
I turned my eyes, but if I think about it carefully, I really can't blame Yi Senjard.
He has only been living as a foodie for a year. During this time, he went on a business trip to the eastern plains. He definitely didn't eat much delicious food, so naturally everything seemed novel.
"Next time you come to Xiahuiling, I will let you know what colorful and unique food is." Thinking of this
, Ian became more energetic: "It's definitely a different flavor from Canaan Moore, and it will give you something new!"
"Hey!"
The security on the main seat is a bit unhappy: "Is the dish I prepared not delicious? How did you start talking about the empire?"
"No, I just want to give Ethan more experience, so as not to understand that Anfa's carefully prepared food is compared to a roadside tavern.
Ian waved his hand to indicate that he had no such idea, and he took the stamina potion that Isengard had used before.
Speaking of the staple food, Anfa looked at Yisen with sympathy: "Even if it doesn't end until the age of sixteen, even if it is our king's blood, we will no longer take physical potions as our staple food by the age of twelve!
"Different blood veins really have different strict strictness
Destroyed conditions.
Even Hoou showed his arrogance to Isen Garid: "Yes, next time I take you to Nangling to go around, eat and eat special, and even experience the feeling of barbecue!
Let me tell you, grilling meat yourself is the most delicious!
Although Ise was a little blushing at the beginning, he accepted the invitation generously, promised to go to the worship of the Byson Mountains.
The dishes are still upside -down, from the pterosaurs with a very chewy taste, to the fried gray made of abalone and gray guns with abalone and gray guns. Ian knew that the taste of the elves was not light. They were keen to eat some fried and barbecue smoked food ... It was also a careful thinking that they did n’t eat barbecue smoked meat in the forest or fried food. If you want to eat something refreshing, there are plenty of fruits and vegetables, so why do you have to focus on meat?
As for the coastal elves, it is even more like the purity of seafood, but in order to make the most extreme fragrance, adding a certain spicy and oil to stir -fry is also a ring of food. They even have special spicy practices.
Especially the in-depth connection between the elves and the Heavenly Palace. Ian even saw an elf chef personally rolling out a cart with a roasted whole lamb on it!
Ian had eaten Qiuqiu Sheep's lamb at a banquet hosted by the Ellen family in the imperial capital, but he didn't enjoy the meal due to his weak appearance at that time. But this time, they were all acquaintances, and many of them even knew who he really was. As a powerful acquaintance, Ian was not polite.
The lamb flesh is golden, and the grease of the glyph crystals is dripped after cutting, and there are a lot of spice pepper and pepper on it. The full and smooth meat is open -minded.
This meal was undoubtedly a feast for the guests and the host. Dishes were served one after another, but all were taken care of by the sublimators. Everyone is very satisfied. Anfa eats the least, but she is so happy to see everyone. But eating and eating, she found something wrong.
Ian eats too much.
In fact, not only Anfa, Isen Jiada also noticed this, and even Hio raised his head a little puzzledly, looking at the direction of the teenager.
Serves ten? For twenty people? No, no, no...it's not so superficial.
The amount of energy that the human body can absorb from food is actually limited every day, even for sublimated people. Unless the digestive system is specially strengthened, the intestines and stomach of sublimated people cannot always operate at high load to solve the large amount of energy contained in food. Quality one - unless the gizzard is used.
But the gizzard is the source of life and the foundation of the essence. If food is allowed to enter at will, what should I do if it is affected by taking magic potions or other special sublimated things in the future? This is an invisible limit. Only the stronger the strength, the more you eat, or the more you eat, or if you eat more people, you can become stronger?
But no matter what, the food Ian ate and drank at this time, if it was a normal second energy level, would have reached the limit long ago.
Sublimated ones who have specially strengthened their digestive systems may still be able to continue to eat it, but it is absolutely impossible for them to be like Ian, who did not even stretch his abdomen and still easily take one bite after another, solving all the problems in front of him at an extremely fast speed. gourmet food.
"Yeah, it's really good, Anfa, your chef is so good.
After finishing the last piece of crab meat with ease, Ian gracefully put down the crab claws aside.
He smiled and looked at the crowds who bet on his gaze, and then gently stroked the silent ring on his right hand, covering the entire dining table, and the sound of the music of the rear Elf Girl Orchestra also disappeared: "But, as you see, I see, I see it, I see it. It seems a bit too much to eat. "
His eyes moved from the surprised Anfa to the confused Xio, to the raised eyebrow Master Gosei, then to the dull-faced Master Glave, and finally fell on the somewhat stunned Isengard. Ian calmly told the truth. : "Yes, my strength has reached a level comparable to the third level. Rather, I am now at the third level.
This is not a lie, just a kind of verbal misleading-Ian does have the strength of the third level, and it is not a regular third level. This seems to say that Ian has broken through the second level through some means. limit
But in fact, what Ian broke through was the limit of the third energy level. Far stronger than the ordinary third-level bloodline true form
The big "Pioneer of Steel."
After everyone understood the meaning of his words, Ian chuckled and revealed another big news: Also, there is a secret. I want to take advantage of the current pleasant atmosphere to share it with everyone to add a little joy. "
After a pause, the white-haired boy raised his head and said seriously: "I am actually not an observation-type psyker." I am a prophet. "
silence.
Silence spread on the table.
Even Xiou and Anfa, who already knew the news, couldn't help but tremble slightly when they heard Ian reiterate his identity as a prophet. It was an emotional reaction of surprise and disbelief... even if they already knew , but still instinctively disbelieving.
This is not an exaggeration, but prophets are so rare in Terra - although there are rumors among the people that a country can only be considered a big country if it has a prophet, but even a big country wants a living prophet, not some prophetic artifact. , is also a very difficult thing.
In the whole of Terra, in fact, only the four orthodox religions have a stable prophetic inheritance. This is the iron confidence of the four orthodox religions and the reason why the countries of Terra respect the orthodox religions. However, stability does not mean strength, and not every generation Orthodox prophets can see many of the most critical scenes, and in some of the weakest times, it is difficult for sectarian prophets to even reach the third level.
And now, Ian says...he's a prophet
"really."
Contrary to what everyone imagined, Isengard, who was supposed to be the most sensitive to the news and had never been told the news by Ian before, was the calmest among everyone present.
As if he knew that the sun would continue to rise tomorrow, he applauded in a natural way and praised his friend: "I'm telling you, you are definitely not that simple - even if you are a prophet, it is natural for you. !」
"Ian, you are finally willing to tell me this news. I'm really... very happy!"
Obviously, Isengard obviously thinks of Ian extremely highly. Even the prophet, in his eyes, is just as good as Ian! That's all, it's not really big news at all.
One by one hum! Ian is so strong!
This kind of thought and trust may be even rarer than the existence of a prophet, which caused everyone's astonished gaze to shift to the calm face of Isengard.
"Ian!"
Master Gosei took a deep breath, stood up from his seat, came to the young man's side, opened his own ring of silence, and enveloped himself and Ian.
The old man was not so shocked by Ian's identity as the prophet - the successor of Hilliard, the successor of the Black King, is there any surprise that he is a prophet?
It would be better to say that the empire has not found him so far, maybe it is because of the prophet’s own destiny-interfering power!
But what he wanted to ask was not these simple little things.
"You kid!"
The hunchbacked old man straightened his back, grabbed the shoulders of the young man who had grown taller, and said in a deep voice: "Now tell us the news, does it mean... do you plan to let another identity appear in the next exploration? "Are you planning to let the identity of the Knight of the Valley appear again?!"
"nature."
Ian replied calmly: "Sure enough, the empire already knows the identity of the Knight of the Glen, Mahdi - Archduke Thorin still didn't stop all eyes, and he was worthy of my careful concealment of his identity.
"But this time the stakes are very high, Master Gosei, I know you want to persuade me to stop. There are too many powerful eyes watching, but this time, I will definitely take action.
"Whether it's Ian Yinfeng or the Mahdi of the Valley. I must get the most precious treasure in the Alien Research Institute!"
