"The formula is handed over to you. If you need me to cooperate with you in making the magic animal skin formula, just come to the mountaintop castle to find me. I will stay until you complete the formula."
Returning to his own castle in Green Lake City, Albad, Zelang and the others rushed over quickly. Allen was not sloppy and casually threw the finalized formula paper to Albad and asked them to deal with it. Come down to the matter of large-scale production of animal skin formulas.
The preparation of a high-level magic dish recipe is no longer just completed by writing out the specific ingredients, spices and other resources. Instead, the process of making the relevant dishes is recorded in a magical way and engraved on it. On a magic scroll supported by animal skin.
It's just that this picture recorded in the animal skin can only be obtained by one user, and it will remain in his mind and memory, and will gradually become blurred as time goes by, until the details are forgotten and useless.
After all, this formula is essentially a magic scroll. After use, the magic and magic engraved on it will dissipate and return to nature. It is extremely difficult to restore it to its original state.
Of course, there is a more appropriate way, which is to make this into a heritage crystal, so that it can be used repeatedly for a long time to help the new magic chef master and make breakthroughs.
It's just that with the current strength and foundation of the Green Field Tribe, it is impossible to access the technology of making inheritance crystals, and it is impossible for the temple to let a mere tribe master this technology.
As for asking Allen to cooperate with the Natural Temple to produce inheritance crystals, given Allen's nature and their current relationship, it is even more difficult to have the opportunity to cooperate.
This master-level formula could have been used as a long-term means of making money, but Allen was not a fool. How could he cooperate with outsiders to make it into a heritage crystal?
The only troublesome thing is that when making a batch of animal skin formulas, Allen now needs to cook the dishes himself so that the craftsmen and magicians who make the formulas can record the scene.
This was also one of the important reasons why Allen would recruit hundreds of scholars and magicians to help in Fat Fortress. When Allen and other magic chefs were polishing recipes on the island in the middle of the lake and assisting Allen in cooking, these magicians and While the scholars helped gather magic power to the island, they also engraved thousands of scrolls with images of Allen's cooking. After further processing and making the official scrolls in the city, the production of this master-level recipe was completed.
"OK."
Because the large number of semi-finished scrolls and the team of more than 200 scholars and magicians had not returned yet, Albad and the others did not know what the final result would be, so they just bowed and responded.
"Okay, if there is nothing else to report, then you can go back and prepare."
Allen has finally completed his mission. In the short term, he is not going to study magic cooking tirelessly like he has for the past twenty years.
After the clan members dispersed, Allen also ordered people to close the castle gate, and then followed the secret passage hidden in the castle to the underground temple complex hundreds of meters below.
The lights in the underground temple were brilliant, and the fluorite dotted on the ceiling illuminated the huge building complex as if it were daytime. The clergy members who came and went all wore off-white robes, and the place on the left chest that was level with the beating heart was decorated with silver threads. A pair of crossed chopsticks are embroidered, with a rectangular kitchen knife supported in the middle.
Although this badge-like pattern looks a bit rustic, it clearly points out the theme of the Church of the God of Cookery at a glance, so it has become a temporary certification for the clergy members of the Church of the God of Cookery since it was designed.
Allen's face was covered with a faceless mask, and he also put on a divine robe, except that the badge on his divine robe was embroidered with gold thread, and the pattern was more delicate.
The members of the clergy who met him saw the golden light on Allen's badge and the seemingly obscure magical aura in the badge that echoed the badge of their own robes. They all immediately stepped out of the way and bowed their heads to salute Allen. pay tribute.
Allen, who was wearing a faceless mask, nodded slightly, and continued to move forward with the wind blowing under his feet, not caring about the faces he met along the way.
Ever since Albad took charge of the Church of the God of Cookery, the church has been constantly changing. It has only been more than 20 years since he visited the underground temple. Now walking in this magnificent temple, Allen almost can't find his way. .
Fortunately, in Allen's perception, the statue of the God of Cookery in the main hall of the underground temple is like a bright moon in the dark night. Even if he wants to ignore it, he cannot ignore it. After all, this statue is now the power of faith brewed by the 70,000 followers of the Church of the God of Cookery. The beacon tower and hub, the endless power of faith is continuously sent to the stars in the distant starry sky through this statue, giving birth to a new world of the Kingdom of God.
As the owner of the God of Cookery, Allen is inextricably linked to this statue. In a certain way, this statue is an incarnation of Allen.
After turning a corner along the spacious passage, Allen's eyes suddenly emptied out. A magnificent palace covering an area of no less than a thousand meters came into view. Then the statue was twenty meters high and made of gold, silver and other precious metals. There are countless precious jewels inlaid with statues of gods on the left and right, directly occupying Allen's entire eye socket.
"Tsk tsk..."
Even if he regards money as dirt, Allen can't help but sigh at how generous the Church of the God of Cookery is. It is really extravagant. If most of this statue is really made of gold, then it will probably require at least tens of millions of gold coins worth of gold. Only then could he be cast into the majestic statue he is today.
"What a waste!! How many good days have passed!!"
Allen felt that it was not worth it. With so much gold, it would be exchanged for supplies needed by the tribe. Wouldn't it be good to continue to grow the tribe? Why waste it in the dark underground and become a cold dead thing!
However, before he saw the statue of the god, a group of clergy members were kneeling on the ground and praying devoutly. A trace of pure power of faith emerged from the bodies of the clergy members, slowly floating towards the statue of the god, passing through one after another embellishment along the way. The gems and the magic model outlined with silver and gold threads were finally directly refined and integrated into the power of faith in the statue. After disappearing inside the statue, Allen couldn't help but hesitate. It was obvious that the internal structure of this tall and majestic statue was very mysterious. It is complicated and has a magical effect on absorbing the power of believers' faith.
In the empty hall in front of the statue, there are hundreds of believers in off-white robes praying. The low voices gathered together resonated with the internal structure of the main hall, forming a confusing sound that penetrated people's hearts, which made people unbearable. I want to find out.
On both sides of the main hall, there are hundreds of rooms, most of which have their doors closed. Occasionally, bursts of obscure magical energy are heard from the rooms, and the radiance of divine magic is revealed from the closed windows. It is the priests trained by the church. They are working hard to learn and master magic.
