The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1126 Happy
When faced with a choice between a Warcraft guardian with great potential for future growth and at least a legendary status, and a tribal think tank who may be promoted to a demigod, most people would have no doubt about their choice. The same was true when Alan made his choice, but his choice was completely opposite to that of most people.

When the bear goblin Allen found the snake egg in the underground nest and identified its properties, a bold and even whimsical idea was brewing in his mind.

Since this idea came up, the several feasible plans that had taken countless time and resources to obtain before were no longer so attractive to Allen. Later, when Allen checked the situation of Albade, he continued to discuss and improve new ideas with the divine consciousness in his mind. Finally, after all the tribal resources were gathered, Allen made a decision without hesitation.

Although the various miraculous examples of extending life and improving strength in the past have been verified, the details of how they were originally formulated and planned are no longer known in the passage of time. There are too many uncontrollable factors, so even if Allen can find relevant professionals to replicate the miraculous methods recorded based on the existing information, he does not have even a 1/10 chance of success.

The bugbear Allen rose from obscurity and led his tribe to grow and become stronger. He explored and honed his own fighting skills through the experience of his predecessors and his own actual combat, and researched such magical skills as magic cooking. Naturally, he has never been a person who is accustomed to following the rules.

Since he couldn't get what he wanted with the existing means, and there happened to be a food ingredient that suited the current problem, when Alan made a choice between a guardian of an alien beast with great room for growth in the future and a tribal talent to whom he owed a lot and who had worked hard for the tribe, Alan's mind was clear.

With the snake egg in his hand, plus his own God of Food domain and superb magic cooking skills, compared to the small chance of success of asking outsiders to help solve the problem, it would make the bear goblin feel more at ease if Alan personally tailored a magic dish for Albad, and the probability of success seemed to be greater.

Although, Albad had already eaten several master-level magic dishes, which meant that dishes below the master level had little effect on his current condition.

Since the effect of the master-level dish is not good, then can't I just create a higher-level grandmaster-level dish, or even a saint-level dish? ?

Since professions such as alchemy and forging have things and recipes corresponding to the above levels, then Alan believes that the magic cuisine profession he created will also have dishes with such powerful effects, and he will definitely be able to cook such high-level dishes.

This is indeed the case. Looking at the dwarf goblin in front of him who is now radiating vitality and energy and no longer old and withered, Alan feels that this adventure and effort is really worth it, even beyond his expectations.

“Thank you, Patriarch!!”

Thousands of words finally merged into just four words, uttered by Albard as he gradually regained his rationality and became familiar with this strange body.

"You'd better put on your clothes quickly, there are so many eyes watching us!!"

Alan smiled faintly, and his teasing eyes swept up and down the still naked, lean body.

"……Well."

Albad's old face turned red, and he quickly raised a small hand in front of him. A bright white electric light burst out from the surface of his body. At the same time, he stretched out his other hand to his clothes that were thrown by Alan and were lying on the ground in the distance. The magician's hand instantly picked them up.

After hurriedly packing up everything, Albard, with a green face, spoke again awkwardly: "I..."

"Don't feel too burdened. Everything I do for you is a reward for you. You have worked hard over the years."

Allen waved his hand, interrupting what Albard wanted to say.

"But……"

As a mage, Albade didn't know how Allen managed to restore his youth and improve his strength at the same time, but he understood the truth that a mage always follows - the principle of equivalent exchange.

This was not only an equal exchange in the social sense, but also an equal exchange in the physical sense. Albad roughly estimated that his strength had reached the peak of the high-level legendary level and was one step away from becoming a demigod. However, he knew very well that when he sealed himself, his strength had been stuck at the middle-level legendary level. Moreover, because of the various means used to extend his lifespan, his physical potential and foundation had long been dug out and destroyed, making it impossible for him to make any further progress.

Now, after waking up, the miracle that he thought was impossible was manifested in his body. Albad really couldn't imagine how much Alan had paid in exchange for his safe promotion and recovery of his potential.

Did he sacrifice a saint-level being?

"But what? Let me remind you that this is not only a reward for you, but also an advance payment for part of your future life."

Alan's eyes widened and his tone became serious: "From now on until you die, you will never be able to retire and enjoy a leisurely life!!" "Do you accept it?"

"I, Albad Green, swear in the name of the God of Food: I will devote my entire life to the Green Tribe until my death!!"

Albard held his head high and chest puffed out, clenched his right fist and placed it on his left chest where his heart was, responding to Alan's gaze frankly and sincerely.

"Look, if you calculate it this way, you're the one who's at a disadvantage!!"

Alan laughed happily: "With your current potential and talent, it will be no problem for you to become a demigod, which means you will have to continue working for the Green Tribe for more than a thousand years."

“It’s my honor too!!”

"Okay, your most important task now is not to chat with me, but to quickly find a place to get familiar with the changes in your body and consolidate your current strength and condition!!"

All the words of comfort and expectation for Albade were expressed in this short conversation, and the rest was for Albade to figure out on his own. Allen didn't intend to let him continue doing meaningless things, so he sent him away directly.

"Understood. I'll go down first then."

Albard was also very rational. He nodded, turned around and flew towards the Mage Tower in Green Lake City.

When Albard's figure disappeared in the square, Allen turned around and looked at the pairs of enthusiastic eyes beside him, and asked with a little expectation: "Did everyone gain anything from this observation?"

"We have gained a lot, but we have more questions. I wonder if you, the clan leader, can spare some time to help us answer them?"

The lucky magic chefs who were selected from the field have not been able to calm down until now. Even though they are not as strong as Alan, they have been standing in the square for more than two months without rest. At this time, everyone is struggling to stay standing, but their excited spirits make them unwilling to miss this precious opportunity.

"I know you are very excited now, but your thoughts are also very chaotic. Go back and rest for three days to sort out your gains. Three days later, come to the meeting room of the castle on the top of the mountain. I want to see the results of your observation. At the same time, I will personally answer your questions and tell you my design direction for this cooking."

Alan did not reveal what was most pressing in everyone's mind at the moment as everyone wished, but instead gave instructions in a friendly manner.

These twenty or so elite magic chefs are all treasures of the tribe. Each of them is a master magic chef who has successfully cooked a master-level magic dish. Although the refinement of the magic chef classification system means that they can no longer be proficient in everything like Alan, and only specialize in a certain direction of cooking skills, the master-level dishes they cook in this category are still sought after by the wilderness and even the four major civilizations, and have created a lot of wealth for the tribe over the years.

Excitement and disappointment appeared on the faces of the magic chefs at the same time, but they also listened to the words of Chief Alan and left the square reluctantly one by one.

After watching the relevant personnel leave, Alan's relaxed face quickly became serious. He stomped his right leg lightly on the ground and his body quickly flew up, flying directly towards his own castle in the city.

Not only did the watching magic chefs need to sort out their confused thoughts, but Alan himself also needed some time to digest the experience he gained from this groundbreaking magic cooking.

The most bizarre thing about his magic cooking this time was not only that he used cooking methods to directly create a biological being with unique consciousness, but also that Alan directly used Albad's body as an ingredient and used the magic cooking technique to change his essence.

No matter which point it is, it is the most groundbreaking and imaginative breakthrough in magic cooking, and it also means that magic cooking has since truly become an excellent profession on par with forging, alchemy and other professions.

What Alan needs to do next is to discuss his cooking process from conception to recipe planning and specific techniques with the twenty or so magic chef professionals who watched him cook, and summarize the rules so that future outstanding magic chef professionals can learn from the experience and achieve the same breakthrough.

Looks like I'll be busy next time!!

Returning to the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar mountaintop castle, Alan, in a happy mood, planned what to do next, and couldn't help but start to worry again.