Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 312 Taste the taste
Irason waved at the two of them.In a dark corner, she had already created a log table with flowers growing on it, and three stump chairs covered in moss.

Although the damp moss didn't seem suitable for staining the cloth, Lyle did it at the behest of Irathorne.

The hard to cracked annual rings did not nibble on the leather on the buttocks like a hungry bird, the touch was more like cotton, soft and warm.A novel feeling that is absolutely unimaginable, a difference that will never exist in reality, the basic rules have been ignored and discarded in an annoying corner.

Yes, this is a dreamland.

Turquoise light flickered on Irason's body, and living twigs climbed up her finger bones.Just when Lyle was stunned, the dracolich with only bones left turned into a smiling elf girl.

She looked at Lyle with pride, like a warm hostess.

That innocent smile of a child seemed to be speaking silently.

"Welcome to the dream world."

With the embarrassment of facing a pretty stranger, Lyle subconsciously took off the hat on his head.

"Hello, Ms. Irathorne."

Before the elf could make a move, Mr. Scholar interrupted her.

"Lyle, what you are facing is just an illusion. In fact, Irason is still the lich without a trace of flesh on her body. As a spellcaster, you must learn to see through the illusion and grasp the truth."

The elf who was interrupted puffed up his bun-like cheeks, looked at his disappointed brother, and what followed might be the first compliment he heard from a foreign race in 100 years.

"It's incredible that brother Morokei actually has descendants."

Facing the ridicule of his sisters, it was rare for Mr. Scholar to maintain a bit of humor.

"Yes, I think the main reason is that my wife is not a troublesome woman."

Ignoring the barking teeth and claws of the green dragon priest, Mr. Scholar looked at Lyle.

"Remain an elder in front of my students, my sister, you have business to do."

But will Ela Song En, the elder of the bear child of the dream elf, be the one who suffers?
"Okay, Lyle, let's start your training." With a loud snap of his fingers, Lyle almost laughed out loud.

Mr. Scholar, who was sitting aside with a mask on, instantly burst into a hundred flowers in his robes, including red, yellow and all kinds of colors.Pale pink lace ribbons intertwined around the scholar's head, and a huge bow was tied at the top of the staff.

Although all of this was instantly shattered under the manipulation of the scholar's magic power.

"Irason, don't do any more childish actions."

The green dragon priest, who didn't care about the scholar's words at all, started her teaching.

"You need to create the psychological emotions caused by tasting food, and follow the response mechanism of different perceptions of taste. We might as well call it the taste system. Then, it is a difficult process for you to shape the taste system from scratch."

"Fortunately, the taste system itself already exists."

Irazon stretched out a finger and tapped Lyall's beak mask, and the mask disappeared like quicksand, revealing his face.A green fruit the size of a pigeon egg appeared in the elf's hand.

"Human beings have the ability to perceive taste. This is the moonlight fruit in my memory. It belongs to the food of dream elves. Eat it, Lyle."

Under the thin layer of peel is the juicy and sweet pulp, with the sweetness of peach and the fragrance of mint.While Lyle was chewing, Irathorn reached out and touched the immersion stone.

Above Lyle's head, a cloud of white mist floated out from the hair and landed in front of the three of them.

In the smoke, Lyall saw a blurred self with a faint smile.

"This is?"

"Your taste feedback. About moonlight fruit."

Irathone stuck the cloud of smoke to Lyle's face, and even without chewing again, Lyle's mind magically had the taste of moonshine fruit, and the joy of tasting sweets.

"This is what you have to do. Taste various flavors in the dream, produce similar emotional feedback, and then combine them to construct the lich's taste system."

In other words, just eat is enough!
The solution that made Lyle want to break his scalp was solved in this way, and the joy of an unimpeded journey surpassed the sweetness echoing in the mouthpiece.

"Let's have a big meal, Nia!"

"Great!"

Nia and Lyle immediately started gluttonous mode, tasting the food that was constantly constructed with dreams.

All kinds of light fruits and vegetables fantasized by Irason, the extravagant meals constructed by Mr. Scholar, and all kinds of desserts in Lyle's memory.Sweet smoke floated in the air one after another, all of which were the happy smiles of Nia and Lyle.

Sweet dream, I wish I didn't have to wake up.

Lyle picked up another piece of food and put it in his mouth.

vomit!
The bitter taste made Lyle almost stick out his tongue, and a pale smoke floated out from above his head, and the expression that emerged from it looked like Lyle who had only half-life.

"what happened?"

Lyle stared wide-eyed, looking at the green dragon priest with a strange smile, and the obviously unsightly fruit in her hand.

Mr. Scholar's voice blew a cold wind that cracked the bone marrow.

"Sweet is not the only taste in this world. Sweet, bitter, hot, salty, all tastes you need to taste."

"Lyle, you eat too much sweets."

"It's time to suffer."

On the side of the scholar and the elf, the suspended dark matter is like the fangs of the devil.

For Andrey, I, Lyle, want to taste all kinds of flavors?going to suffer.

Lyle took a deep breath, encouraging himself.

"For research, this is necessary, Lyle, you need to suffer."

"Come on, teacher, I'm ready!"

The scholar nodded. He stretched out his finger, and a mass of dark matter like an abyss gathered in his hand. Looking at the mass of ghost, Lyle seemed to see himself screaming.

"Of course I love my students, so long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, Lyle. This is a food...substance I made by fusing 170 kinds of bitterness. Eat it, and you can complete more than half of it."

Looking at the thing that seemed to be able to distort even time and space, Lyall's eyes widened.

"Teacher, this...is this only half of it?"

"Yes," Mr. Scholar summoned another mass of dark matter no smaller than it with his other hand, "this is the rest, as long as you eat these two pieces, the basic taste required by a lich can be eliminated." Satisfied."

"Then why not combine the two into one?"

An icy light reflected from the scholar's mask.

"Excessive blending will not distinguish the taste."

"And, according to my calculations, if you eat them together, the nerves in your brain will collapse and you will lose your sense of taste. This is the limit you can bear, probably. It is unwise to cause permanent damage to yourself for a single experiment. .”

Is this venomous?No, Venom can't do that.

Facing the tall figure of the scholar slowly approaching, Nia had completely hidden in Lyle's shadow.

"Come on, Lyle, the teacher will feed you."

No! ! ! ! !
(End of this chapter)