Chapter 236： Chefs must strive hard

Then died.

After returning to God, he has reappeared in the hero altar. "Fortunately, I spent half a month, got a lot of energy, and can be resurrected. I don't believe that this elf little aunt is cool!"

Then, for half a year.

This chef, in order to prove his cooking skills, continuously collects the resurrection energy, and then seduce the small loli, and constantly studies the delicious ingredients of this different world, waiting for her on the road, using various tricks.

Then...

He has experienced more than thirty fancy deaths.

But he gradually began to communicate with this little girl, gaining trust, trying to learn their language communication, this little girl also began to kill him, often came to find food to eat and play with him.

From it, he learned the Elven language and learned about the civilization of this world.

This little aunt named Xilin, the ancient tree of life called the ancient tree at night, and these tree elves like to haunt the night.

Elves have the same long lifespan as trees. They are adults in their 80s and have a lifespan of 300s. She is still in her 50s this year.

These tree elves are scarce in number and have low reproduction ability. Every tribe is extremely precious, and they can only rely on the ancient trees of life to bear fruit for reproduction.

And, in this world of ancient ancient fantasy trees, there are towering ancient trees of life miracles, powerful ancient trees of war, dragons, deep-sea hydra, and various legendary horror beasts.

"The folk customs in a different world are really simple. I died more than thirty times, and my strategy is almost full." On this day, after playing with the little girl, he returned to his residence. "According to the information of the power system obtained on the Internet The power system in this world is very high...The adult elf has the level of the fourth order, as if it were a natural demon!"

He returned to the room and began to prepare the ingredients that Xilin would eat next time, but the next second, suddenly a group of adult beautiful elves rushed in.

"Here is the place of the strange ancient tree! I finally found it!"

"Xilin seduce us secretly, and seems to have the characteristics of continuous resurrection, and it is delicious!"

"Yes, this creature seems to cook delicious food. Xilin once brought it back secretly, I tried it once! It is countless times more delicious than the meat we cooked on fire!"

Click!

He was quickly imprisoned, and a group of night elf sisters surrounded her and looked at her.

He was lying on the bed, looking at a group of beautiful elves with exquisite faces. He didn't know why, but he was still a little happy.

"Sisters, lighter, I am afraid of pain..." He smiled, but his smile gradually changed.

Because the young ladies took the knife, they began to dissect him.

"My God! Who can save me!"

After half a month, he suddenly stabilized and was released. He became a member of this elf tribe and received high treatment. He became an ancient wood chef of the night elf tribe, conquered the entire tribe with food, and cooked for them. food.

Moreover, he does not need to prepare the energy of the altar by himself. The powerful elven clan has already prepared countless resurrection energy for him.

哗——

The flames were steaming, and they flew into the air with a delicious fragrance.

At this time, among the hundreds of elves' tribes, a gourmet bonfire dinner feast was held.

A strangely shaped little tree man is cooking food for them. The lovely young ladies and sisters around are all looking forward with fiery eyes, even rolling their throats and swallowing saliva.

"Okay, this is the cake I made when I tried to use tree starch, and found plants similar to yeast, and you will definitely be hooked on its delicious taste...and today's staple food is grilled meat and grilled fish."

He looked calm.

"Amazing!"

suddenly cheered around, a group of young ladies quickly took the wooden bowl, then packed the food, quickly swarmed up, and dismembered the wooden wood,

"The arm is mine!"

"Hair, I want hair!"

"I want his feet, although the smell is so hot that tears are flowing, but I don't know why, I feel addicted."

Brush and pull!

A group of elves swarmed up. After cooking, his chef was quickly torn into pieces and smeared on the food he cooked, as if it had become a sacred ritual.

"good to eat!"

"The spicy taste is the best."

"Nonsense, clearly garlic, that's so delicious!"

Some people like to eat spicy, some people like garlic, a variety of flavors.

Not far away, the hero altar gradually came out of a new Qi Miao Bao tree, looking at the crowd of elves cheering.

The little girl Xilin was holding a piece of cake, which was covered with soy sauce-like juice, and her red lips were covered with sauce. She looked a little simple and lovely. She came over with an apologetic look and said: "I didn't think my sisters would Follow me, I just wanted to eat you alone, are we still friends?"

Mumu smiled awkwardly and touched the little girl's head, "It's okay, this is not your fault."

Xilin was excited at once, her longing light flashed in her eyes, "Can I still eat you first?"

Mumu:? ? ?

"can!"

Mumu replied, quickly adapted to such a eaten life.

He suddenly felt that such a day is very happy. There is a group of simple beautiful elves and sisters who accompany each day and affirm their own cuisine. They only need to study gourmet cuisine. They will prepare a variety of ingredients for themselves, and then look at it with their eyes. For himself, the feeling of being needed is more satisfying than being a chef in a special venue.

"I was originally a chef who pursued food. It didn't matter how strong I became. I became a member of this tribe. It is a very happy thing to continue to study food." He gradually let go of his thoughts.

The days have passed for two full years.

his cooking skills became more and more sophisticated, and he occasionally went to feed the ancient trees of war.

The night elf tribe belongs to the weaker forces of the eleven ancient trees. There are only more than 300 elves and 17 ancient war trees. The strongest feather elf tribe has more than 1,100 elves and more than 70. The ancient tree of war even enslaved a green dragon.

Before 　　, it was still peaceful. The more powerful elf tribes were far away from them. Although the elf tribes bordering on the surroundings were strong, they were not much stronger than them.

But with the unique cuisine of the night elves, fame gradually spread out, causing a lot of attention.

"What are they eating, so attractive aroma!"

"If you can eat, then..."

Color eating is the instinctive pursuit of all living things. Some people can even pay a lot for food, including war... The wind elf next door begins to loathe simple food, and it is difficult to swallow.

"Row them."

A small war broke out.

In the 　　 tribe, there were casualties. The elves and sisters who usually chatted in peace with each other were brought back, and they were seriously injured and died in front of them.

Mumu, as a chef, began to treat their wounds, chili, garlic, these can be sterilized, doing simple wound treatment.

"The old trees brought to war, as well as more than a dozen people of Missia's elders, were captured." Three days later, when news came, panic began to spread among the elven tribes.

Mishia is a mature sister with great majesty among them, and also a caring sister who Mucha often chats with.

"What will happen to them?" Mumu's voice trembled.

"They were killed under the ancient tree of life and became the nutrient for the next generation of wind elves, and the ancient tree of war has already cast their enemies and become their ancient tree genus... We are the same to them."

The ancient tree of war is equivalent to the existence of mercenaries. Whoever provides food and domesticates them will follow the tribe.

In most cases, they will not die, walking among the elf tribes.

"Otherwise, hand me over?" Mu Mu's eyes widened and he saw the real death for the first time.

It was a living, intelligent life, sound and looks, and laughed a few days ago.

In reality, he is just a chef, although he has killed chickens, ducks, fishes, pigs, and will not be soft-hearted, but that is a living person...

He realized the cruelty of life for the first time, this is not a game, this is a living world, a real second life!

"How could you be handed over to you, you are the treasure of our tribe, you can provide weapons manufacturing, can heal, and delicious food, without you, we return to the simple life like before, without such delicious food, and dead What's the difference." The elves around them shook their heads and said: "And, there will be wars every once in a while, you are just the cause of the war."

After all, they picked up iron spears, iron bows and arrows, and took the ancient tree of war, and started the war. "You helped us develop civilization. These weapons have helped us a lot. They are stronger than us, but they may not fight. Get over us."

Frontline news came again:

Another ancient tree of war was captured

Moreover, the disaster is not alone. It is said that the wind elf next door begins to feel the pressure and chooses to join forces with the water elves to completely eradicate the night elves and obtain the iron weapons of the night elves tribe with the secret of making food delicious!

"Mu Xiu will be destroyed by Lin Feng, please hand me out." Mu Mu shook a little in the room~www.novelhall.com~Although he was very ruthless, he continued to talk, as a chef, in the evolution of species Some achievements, other wars, cultivation, and strengthening, are all ignorant.

"It's useless." The elf next to him suddenly said, and went out, "This is a war, there are not many reasons."

Mumu was silent for a while, and he could only cook for the elves in the tribe, but he could not do anything, although he had already treated more than 300 of them as his family.

He stood on the tree house and looked at the elf tribe below the whole piece. He was in danger and suddenly silenced.

He silently went offline, but decided to go out for help.

In fact, if he wanted to get rid of such a slave life and didn't cook for this tribe, he could go out for help long ago, but he really likes this kind of life.

Now I have no choice but to go to the outside network for help!

The alchemy emperor of the same year also asked for help, but the alchemy emperor once had the capital to rebel, so everyone can help him, but what about himself?

is one of the weakest delicious plants with extremely weak combat power. How can a chef intervene in the high-level elven war with per capita combat power of order four?

This is almost impossible, but he still hopes that the omnipotent netizen can help him find a way.

Soon, a post was posted.

【Alien World Distress Post: How to solve a genocide crisis of an elf tribe with a chef, reward 50,000 sand coins】

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