"Do we really not have to go with you?" Alvin asked, leaning on the railing and looking at the giant airship that was turning around and leaving.
"Why are you following? Asila and Valena are not vases. Do you think they can't do anything without us?" Mo Bei asked back.
Alvin laughed sheepishly, feeling a little dizzy.
In the past, he might not have been able to strike up a conversation with someone like Asila, but now he spoke as if he couldn't do it without his own help.
"If we really need help, Elder Kane and Valena will contact us. Just teleport there. If you have time, take a good rest at home. Floating on an airship for a few days is probably not a comfortable thing." Mo Beidun After a pause, he took out the teleportation scroll tube from the inventory, and then said:
"But you reminded me that Valenna must make preparations in advance and create a place on the ruins of the cathedral where the airship can dock."
Alvin immediately came over and patted his chest:
"Just leave this little thing to me, don't worry!"
"Okay then, I'm going to get some food."
Mo Bei originally wanted to find someone else to do the job for him, knowing that his character would not be on the stage, and he was afraid of losing his reputation in front of outsiders. When he saw Alvin taking the initiative, he handed the scroll out without much thought.
"What to eat?" Perona asked.
"Get in the car and get the dumplings off the noodles. I've just returned home from a long trip. Let's eat noodles!" Mo Bei said, his consciousness already reaching into the inventory to look at the large amount of ingredients.
"Can I have dumplings too?" Akali asked with a pleading look on her face.
How could Mo Bei refuse? No one said he couldn't just eat noodles with dumplings, right?
And I have to get in the car later!
He immediately said:
"arrange!"
After saying that, he took off his armor and walked to the kitchen to prepare soup and knead dough.
Several other people also got busy. After a simple tidying up, people were choosing vegetables, mixing stuffings, and lighting up the fire. The tree house that had been empty for more than two months immediately took on the smell of fireworks, which was like that in the long rainy season. All traces of despair disappeared.
The mutton bone soup is tumbling under the fire, gradually emulsifying into an attractive milky white color, then add the blanched mutton and spice packets, turn down the heat and simmer slowly.
The dumpling filling has also been mixed. A large pot of fresh minced mackerel meat is mixed with slightly white minced pork belly. Since there are no leeks, thyme and basil are added instead. Mo Bei dipped a meatball in the mutton soup and tasted it. He felt this The combination is also great.
The wool was stirred up by the scent, and she lay on the kitchen window sill and looked out, her furry fangs moving back and forth, making rustling sounds.
Mo Bei felt the desire to eat conveyed by it and was a little speechless.
This is a big foodie who can easily kill a giant-tailed lizard in one meal. The three to four hundred kilograms that were eaten were only scraps. How many people can make dumplings to feed it?
He wiped his hands, took out a strong light crystal, stimulated the brightness of the writing illumination, casually folded a branch, brushed off the leaves, then hung the strong light crystal on the end with a spider silk rope, and pulled it behind the woolen head. As soon as I inserted the buckle that fixed the saddle, I saw that it was very secure, so I waved it away:
"Go, go down and catch fish yourself."
Mao Yao blankly plucked the fluorescent crystal with the first pair of jointed limbs, and then continued to stare at the owner.
Mo Bei sighed, took out an unpeeled leg of lamb with hooves, stretched it out, and saw the wool separating the pair of furry fangs, opening the mouthparts covered with layers of black sharp teeth, and the saliva was still stringy. The corners of his mouth twitched and he quickly stuffed the leg of lamb in.
Hearing the sound of cracking bones, he didn't care whether Mao Xiang could understand it or not. He leaned out the window and pointed to a piece of water under the tree house:
"Take that lantern and go down and catch fish!"
Mao Yao finally understood what he meant through consciousness. He turned around and retreated under the tree, facing the water. The strong light crystal just happened to be submerged in the water, illuminating a small area of dark and turbid water.
The light quickly attracted insects and mayflies under the water, and the small fish looking for food also came. However, Mao Xian looked at the small fish looming under the water and seemed to be very disgusted. It was not as thick as its legs, so it was impossible to cross it. It’s okay if you don’t come up. . .
Mo Bei, who was immersed in rolling out dumpling wrappers, also felt a hint of sadness and couldn't help but laugh. He had never even had a pet like a cat or dog before, so this experience felt very novel to him.
Although this big spider had only been following him for a long time, under the influence of the poison, even the mad wolf summoned by Alvin was far less intelligent than it.
It is said that some druids can always summon the same group of animal spirits. Over time, they can establish an inseparable and intimate relationship, and their coordinated operations will become more effective.
But that idiot Alvin obviously doesn't have this talent, and he specializes in the transformation system, so the crows and wolves he summoned have little interaction with him, and they behave like tools.
Thinking of this, he looked up and saw that Alvin was still lying in the corner writing something intently. He was puzzled and asked:
"Why are you still writing? What happened over there?"
"No, no, everything is normal over there. Can't I tell you more about the giant airship..." Alvin responded, looked at what he had just written for a while, then dried the ink and stuffed it into the The scroll tube was sent out.
Mo Bei didn't bother to pay attention to this guy. He felt very happy watching the three girls gathered around the table, making rows and rows of strange dumplings.
Ned, on the other hand, was sitting in front of the stove with a small matzah and looking at the fire. He was still picking coriander in his hand. From time to time, he would get up and lift the lid of the pot to take a look and smell, and his throat would keep rolling.
Suddenly there was a rapid splashing sound outside the window, which made several people's eyes light up. They all went to the window and looked down. They saw that the woolen yarn had indeed opened, and a huge bone about four feet long was inserted into the sharp jointed limbs. The tongue fish was still struggling to flick its tail, but after being stung by wool's pincers, it could only tremble.
Mao Yao had just taken a few bites of the fish's head when he saw a shadow passing through the swaying light under the water. He stabbed it again with a flash of joints and forked an electric eel as thick as a bowl. The electric arc crackled, but Mao Yao It was obvious that he had the strength of an elite monster and was not afraid of this kind of electric shock at all. He bit off the head of the electric eel in a few bites and ate it happily.
It also shook the small chandelier on its head proudly, making the surrounding lights and shadows dangle wildly. It felt like this was simply a treasure gifted by the owner! Catching fish never went so smoothly in the past. I had to stay in the water for a long time!
"Why didn't you give this idea to Elder Eco earlier? It would have saved him from having to prepare food for so many spiders every day." Ned asked with a smile.
"I just wanted to try it, and it actually caught fish. The IQ of this creature is really not low." After Mo Bei finished speaking, he looked back at Alvin thoughtfully.
Alvin felt offended, but didn't dare to say anything.
"Have you chosen your spider mount as well?" Mo Bei returned to the table and continued rolling out the dough, then asked again.
"Well, we're just waiting for Black to be saddled. After all, he is the ambassador of the Kingdom of Lugaoin, so I'm really embarrassed..." Ned said with a smile.
"The coriander in your hand was grown in the greenhouse by Lu Gaoyin, the leader of the Master Guild. By the way, leave a few dumplings and bring them back to Elder Zhuo Genan." Mo Bei thought of the man who was not doing his job because of his greed. Fat mage.
"Would you like to have your clan emblem printed on it?" Milor asked, picking up a freshly wrapped dumpling.
"That's right!" Mo Bei laughed, rubbing the rolling pin in his hand more vigorously.
