Chapter 31

Almost at the same time, everyone on board smelled a pungent smell of food. Before the feeding center in the hypothalamus gave the "eating" command, they felt a flower in front of them and fell into the illusion of weaving food aroma.

So does angel.

In front of him, there are all kinds of beautiful and brightly colored delicious food that people can't wait to eat. Coupled with the strong aroma around the tip of his nose, angel subconsciously had to reach out and pick up the nearby honey roast chicken leg.

When a * * expands infinitely, it can affect all physiological indexes of a person, including reason. In other words, * * can interfere with the brain's reception of information and electrical signals. When * * expands, information cannot reach Dali's brain safely. At this time, what dominates a person's thinking will be the emotional brain, or the instinctive brain. Human nature is still an animal. The instinctive brain is responsible for this part, integrating emotions and * * to express the most primitive instincts like animals.

When feeding * * filled angel's brain, he became irrational. He became confused in logic and hindered in thinking, just like an animal.

Not only angel, but all the ordinary people on board were controlled by the feeding * * and roared wildly, coveting the food in the dreamland.

When Angel almost wanted to indulge in the frenzy of appetite, a more unbearable itch than appetite appeared near the butterfly bone on angel's back.

This itch can't be traced back to where it comes from or where it flows. But it is threatening, like a good beer, which has been blown out of the way and has not been opened, and it instantly covers everything else.

Itch --

It itches --

Like thousands of ants climbing back and forth in the depths of bones.

This is the real itch to the bone.

The sudden itching is not all bad. At least the crazy feeding * * also retreats in this wave of itching like a torrent.

Anything, as long as there is a gap, has the possibility of subversion. Reason is the same. It was originally controlled by emotion and cannot turn over in oppression. But even if the mood is only a little lax, the reason will be slightly higher.

The itching made Angel lose his appetite and repeatedly stretched out his hand to scratch. But itching comes and goes quickly. When the itching suddenly stopped, angel found that his appetite had completely subsided. Without appetite, it was difficult for the dreamland woven by food aroma to affect his reason.

Angel looked at all kinds of food still floating around him and was afraid for a while. Because he knew very well that where there was any food in the honey roasted chicken leg near him, it was clearly the lamp wax he usually used.

If he ate the lamp wax when * * legs... Angel trembled violently, and the consequences would be unimaginable!

He dared not touch those delicious visions again.

If it is not a natural sea beast that can create such an illusion, it is a wizard with ordinary power. Angel did not dare to guess the purpose of life, but he did not want to be dominated by the * * anymore. Looking at the food illusion in front of him, he simply closed his eyes with the idea of not seeing and not bothering.

Perhaps the life that created the food illusion didn't kill too much. Angel didn't touch the illusion, and the illusion didn't bother him again, which greatly relieved angel.

Until then, angel began to recall the memory dominated by appetite.

After a long time, angel touched his back suspiciously

It's this place itching again. What's going on? This place has itched more than once, and every time it is strange. It comes and goes quickly. It doesn't feel strange.

Angel's eyebrows wrinkled tightly. He knew that there was no abnormality in the itching, at least on the surface. I'm afraid the only unusual thing was that during the talent test, I was scratched by a strange woman in "fantasy".

At first, angel thought it might be a fantasy, a fantasy created by the eye of abiras, because after his talent test, he deliberately looked in the mirror and didn't find any scars on his back.

But with all kinds of abnormal itching recently, he began to doubt that maybe the world was not a fantasy... But a strange world parallel to reality, as guessed during the talent test at that time.

Where his back was scratched, there may also be the energy of the strange world, which makes him present all kinds of situations.

Angel doesn't know whether his guess is correct, but with his current vision, he can only make such a guess.

Will itching come back? In addition to itching, will there be worse conditions? He doesn't know any of this. Under the unknown threat, angel secretly decided that if he could get through the current pass, he must tell his situation the next time he saw Moro.

Time does not allow him to delay. Who knows if his life will be threatened the next time he itches. Therefore, he can only turn to the Moro closely, rather than wait until he has achieved something, and then explore it alone.

When Angel thought about the East and the west, the Bauhinia had driven to the depths of the fog, and a group of people had come to the source of the "fragrance fantasy".

On the huge Falcon demon's back, wearing a tall hat and a refined aristocratic atmosphere, Sanders was silent. Flora with a mysterious smile sat on the edge of the Falcon's wings and looked at the people standing on the Bauhinia with malicious eyes.

On the deck of the Bauhinia, with Saab as the, five people stood on both sides. In addition to the leaders of the three wizard organizations, Moro and isili, who has just advanced to the first level wizard apprentice, also stood in.

Flora looked at Saab and others for a while, suddenly smiled and said with a strange voice that seemed childish and charming: "hee hee, crazy bear Saab, when did you work as a part-time nanny? Did you feed with a group of children?"

The leaders of the three wizard colleges called "children" lowered their heads silently.

Saab was so satirized by flora. Although he was angry, he didn't dare to make any changes in front of Sanders. He had to pretend that he didn't hear the satire and smiled brightly.

"Hahaha, the blood witch is joking. It's rare to meet Gloria's restaurant. These inexperienced boys want to broaden their horizons." Saab explained with a ha ha.

Flora narrowed her eyes and sneered at the bottom of her heart. It's false to open her eyes. It's true to want to eat and drink in greya's restaurant... However, greya is not a good cook. Do you want to eat? no way!

Gloria is a typical example of the crazy people in the candy house. Although they are hilarious and crazy, they will not give way on the issue of principle.

There is only one way to enter greya's Restaurant: have an invitation card.

Without an invitation card, even if you are a legendary wizard, greya dares to refuse.

This time, in order to enter greya's restaurant, Sanders spent a lot of money to get a bronze invitation card.

Hehe, flora suddenly looked forward to the expression of these bastards when they learned the truth.