Food Poems

Chapter 146: Festival Harvest, New Mineral Veins (Two in One)

The thick fog covering the lakeside quietly dissipated.

The snake-necked turtle shell remained intact, but not a drop of the soup inside was left.

Yeats breathed a sigh of relief.

"You seem very nervous." Daisy couldn't help laughing, "Are you worried that the Mist Goddess will take your pot away?"

Ye Zhi calmed down and said calmly: "You don't understand, this is not an ordinary pot."

The snake-necked turtle shell can not only be used as a shield, but also provide additional nutrition when stewing soup. The principle is related to the protein and calcium contained in the snake-necked turtle shell.

If necessary, you can also give it to Gray and let her use the turtle shell as a boomerang.

The thick fog dissipated.

This misty festival has come to an end.

The divinity of the mist that flows into Yeats’ body symbolizes that he has become the true Chosen One of the Mist!
Mistweaver Elar was filled with reverence, thinking that with the Lord's deception skills, it was only natural for him to be chosen by the God of Mist.

“He and the Saint’s origins are unknown, but the Mist’s divinity is real.” Cardinal Tolbin in Purple felt the soul realm in his body stirring due to the coming of the Chosen One, and thought to himself:
"The Holy Light has already taken action against the Goddess of Winter. In the future, the gods' intervention in the material world will become more frequent. The Goddess of Mist has chosen her spokesperson at this time, and she must be planning to join this fight..."

Tolbin smelled the scent of a chaotic battle, felt a hint of anticipation, and then shook his head regretfully.

If only I were God's chosen one.

This way, not only can you make rapid progress in your illusion practice, but you will also have the chance to see the face of the Goddess of Mist!

Mysterious and willful, she has a beautiful and seductive appearance, but can also bring about crazy hallucinations.

The Goddess of Mist plays with her believers at her whim, but her believers cannot hate her and are extremely fanatical about her.

As for Ye Zhi, the chosen one of the Mist God, the believers present looked back and forth with jealousy and envy.

Why did it have to be him?
We killed the snake-necked turtle with great difficulty, but this guy got the spot chosen by God. How hateful!
A gaze filled with a myriad of emotions, passing through the masks, converges on Yeats.

Ye Zhi knew that the more people envied him, the more he could not show his weakness. He held his head high and showed it with his actions.

What, you're not convinced?

Daisy put one hand on her slender waist and said with a smile:
"Since you have become the chosen one of God, you must have received the oracle of the goddess. Lord God's Messenger, what did she say to you?"

Ye Zhi was stunned.

Oracle? How come I didn't know there was such a thing?
Daisy's words resonated among the believers, and everyone echoed her.

"Yeah, what did the goddess say?"

"What should the Mist Cult do next? Everyone is waiting for your instructions!"

"Say a few words, Lord Messenger of God!"

Ye Zhi: “…”

Something is wrong! Daisy must have said this on purpose to make me laugh!

I will remember this grudge for now, and deal with the saint later!

Facing the masks one by one, Ye Zhi pondered and said, "Then I will just say a few words?"

Everyone nodded quickly.

Anyway, you don’t understand.

But as God's chosen one, even if others can't understand what you say, there will always be smart people who can understand.

Ye Zhi said: "As for our Mist Sect, our share in the faith market is not very large at present."

"So the most urgent task is to grasp the pain points of believers, understand the needs of faith, open up a blue ocean of faith, and build an ecological chain of misty faith... Do you understand what I mean?"

"..."*N
Ye Zhi glanced at the believers who were either dazed, thoughtful, or nodding with understanding, cleared his throat tactically, and said:

"In other words, we need to align the granularity with the believers and complete a set of combined punches from the grassroots to the gods!"

Yeats ends on a final note.

Obviously, this is an occasion that should be applauded.

slam-la-

As Yeats expected, there was warm applause from the audience!

The Mist believers responded enthusiastically.

"Oh, I see!"

"As expected of you, Lord God's Envoy. Your words are profound!"

"But why do I feel that the Lord God's Messenger didn't say anything at all..."

Daisy was overjoyed and clapped with everyone else.

After the speech, everyone left one by one. After saying goodbye to Yeats, Ellard and Tolbin also disappeared.

Ye Zhi stayed where he was, checking his body, and was surprised to find that the career progress of the trickster had actually made progress after he had just been promoted.

The trickster is a profession that uses illusions and enchantment spells to bewitch people, and also has sophisticated levels of stealth and dexterity.

Compared to the pure illusionist, the trickster can also use hidden blade, poison, assassination and other "wanderer" methods, and use enchantment spells such as "charm person" to assist in combat.

The bard has a certain ability to control others, and when combined with the sorcerer, they can end the battle with language and illusion.

Ye Zhi thought to himself, "As a bard, it makes sense that he can use illusion, poison and hidden blade!"

Becoming the Chosen One of Art provided Yeats with extremely powerful 'aesthetic art' talents; and being the Chosen One of Mist also gave him new talents.

"You have obtained a new talent, 'Thousand Illusions Eyes'."

"Eyes of a Thousand Illusions: As a symbol of being chosen by the God of Mist, you can cast illusions and enchantment spells by gazing. The effects of illusions and enchantment spells cast by your eyes are increased. Your eyes can see through illusions such as mirages, mazes, and walls."

Ye Zhi was slightly surprised.

Can you cast illusions with your eyes?

Except for warlocks with special bloodlines, humans do not have the magical organs unique to Warcraft, so they often need to use a medium when casting spells.

The "Eye of a Thousand Illusions" is equivalent to providing oneself with an additional medium for casting spells, which is quite rare among humans!

Yeats secretly became more alert.

You must try your best to avoid exposing the "Thousand Illusion Eyes".

After all, unlike the Chosen One of Art, the identity of the Chosen One of Mist is still relatively negative in the public's mind.

"You have learned a new spell: fear."

"Fear: A third-level illusion. You create an illusion of the target's greatest fear and present it in the target's mind. Those who fail the immunity against the illusion will fall into panic."

Ye Zhi was shocked...it was actually a three-ring spell!

This effect is somewhat similar to Remiel's method in the Soul Realm, but the three-ring fear technique is definitely not comparable to the Soul Realm.

"A Thousand Illusions Eyes" combined with "Fear" can completely achieve the effect of winning without fighting!
The last blessing of enlightenment is the grace of the Goddess of Mist.

"Guardian Fantasy Beast: You summon a fantasy beast made of illusions from the realm of the Goddess of Mist. This fantasy beast will obscure and protect the caster, and cause real damage."

Ye Zhi had some impression of this blessing, which was a very popular blessing in Phantom Wings.

The types of mythical beasts summoned using the guardian mythical beasts vary from person to person.

Some illusionists summon unicorns, while others summon griffins.

Ye Zhi was somewhat curious about what kind of fantasy beast he would summon, and planned to find a suitable time to test it out.

"Well, see you next time, Lord Messenger of God."

Daisy said goodbye to Yeats and said with a chuckle, "I'm looking forward to the next time we meet."

Ye Zhi frowned slightly and said calmly: "I don't think there is a possibility that we will meet again."

"As long as you want to see me, I will respond to your call, so, it will happen, at least I believe so." Daisy shrugged slightly.

Ye Zhi: "..." Can you also summon something from the sky with a single spell like the 'Guardian Fantasy Beast'?

To sum up this trip to the Mist Festival.

Successfully promoted to the second-ring trickster, and obtained the Thousand Illusion Mask that can change one's appearance, the talent "Thousand Illusion Eyes", the illusion "Fear", and the blessing "Guardian of Illusion Beast".

And a snake-necked turtle shell that can be used as both a shield and a cooker.

Considering that he had become the chosen one of the Mist God, there must be many believers secretly watching his movements. Ye Zhi planned to find a safe place and use the Thousand Illusions Mask to change his aura.

A thousand masks of illusions, no human being can deceive Ye Zhi's true identity except the Goddess of Mist herself.

This can be said to be the biggest gain of this trip!

After walking along the mountain road for a while, the woods swayed and a tall, slender woman with long smoky gray hair walked out from the woods, with a faint smile on her charming face.

Daisy blinked her dark eyes and said, "Look, we meet again, don't we?"

Ye Zhi: “…”

Oh no, it’s a slut following me. Hurry up and find a place to disguise yourself!
Daisy: "Hey, why are you walking so fast? I still want to make friends with you!"

Yeats's back gradually went away, but Daisy did not follow closely behind him.

She twirled her ash-colored hair with her fingers, a playful smile on her face as she whispered;
"Even I can't see through him, how interesting..."

Smoke lingered around Daisy, and a neutral voice sounded.

"You come as a clone, but you are still restricted by the material plane. If you disappear, your original body will also be implicated."

"So what?" Daisy chuckled. "Having fun is enough, isn't it?"

Soon, Daisy's eyes looked down at the town at the foot of the mountain, and then it was covered with smoke and disappeared.

*
Night falls.

Ingness town, palace.

Ye Zhi disguised himself, and after making sure that there was no one around and it was safe, he took off his mask and turned back into a handsome silver-haired young man.

In the side hall, there are desks, bookshelves, silver candlesticks and handmade carpets hanging on the wall.

Next to the desk, a girl with a ponytail was holding a large book, with a look of deep thought on her face.

dong dong~
Yeats knocked on the open door.

Gray looked up, startled at first, then relieved.

"You're finally back! A carrier pigeon just flew over from Morning Frost Ridge. It's a letter from Richie."

Ye Zhi was surprised, and then said, "Bring it here for me to see."

Gray obediently stood up, took out a letter from the pages of a book, and gave Yeats his seat at the desk.

Yeats opened the wax seal and read it carefully.

"What does the letter say?" Gray leaned over.

"One good news and one bad news."

Ye Zhi pondered and said, "The bad news is that traces of demon beasts were found in Morning Frost Ridge."

"The good news is that the place where the monster lives is a natural glass vein."

Ye Zhi smiled slightly: "It was Blueberry who led the gold digging mice to discover a new mineral vein, which is of great value."

In this natural glass vein lives a magical beast called the 'Glass Spider', which transforms the quartz sand swallowed into its body into spider silk as crystal clear as glass.

This "glass spider silk" is the raw material for making high-quality glass.

As early as a thousand years ago, there were records of ancient people using glass spiders to make glass. This kind of glass can be used to make various utensils and handicrafts.

The famous "Bohemian Crystal" in the past life is actually a synonym for the glass made in Bohemia.

In the letter, Rich mentioned that the breath of nature's spirit was discovered in that natural glass vein.

Before obtaining the approval of the spirits of nature, he did not dare to send people into the mine to mine, so he wrote to Yeats and asked for his decision.

Ye Zhi thought for a moment and decided to go to the glass mine when he returned to the territory to have a friendly exchange with the spirit of nature.

Once we obtain this natural glass vein, we can use glass as one of the exports of Morning Frost Ridge, which will greatly increase the tax revenue of the territory!
Gray's sense of belonging to Morningfrost Ridge was growing day by day, and she couldn't help but smile when she heard this.

Immediately, she turned her head and said in a strange tone:
"By the way, Yeats, where did you go during the day?"

The trip lasted no more than half a day, and Yeats only told Gray and Fokasse that he was going out for sightseeing.

Yeats said half-truthfully:
"I went to Loch Ness and cooked the lake monster there."

Gray: “Huh?!”

Ye Zhi took out a snake-necked turtle shell covered with hard scales from the space bag.

Gray looked back and forth, full of suspicion, and said:
"Is this the material we got from the lake monster?"

It feels like an ordinary big turtle shell...

Ye Zhi nodded and said, "I'll keep it for you first. When you fight next time, you can pick up this turtle shell and use it to hit people."

Gray was stunned and asked, "Then why don't you let me use the shield?"

Ye Zhi said calmly: "A shield of the same level as this tortoise shell is very expensive, and this tortoise shell is free, so you can just make do with it for now."

Gray: “…”

My Lord, you are quite frugal!

For the next two days, Yeats stayed in the palace and studied the "location memory method" he learned from Cran Doyle.

During this time, Yeats used a tortoise shell as a pot and cooked a pot of beef bone stew for Fokasse and Grey, which was unanimously approved by both of them.

"It is indeed more delicious than soups cooked in ordinary pots." Fokasi nodded.

"So, does that mean I'll have to take a big pot like this to the battlefield in the future?" Gray said in a strange tone.

Ye Zhi patted Gray on the shoulder and said generously, "Look at it from a positive perspective. This is much more advanced than the iron plate of the petrified sheep!"

Gray was stunned. What you said makes a lot of sense!
During these two days, Ye Zhi made a major breakthrough in spell learning and learned a first-level spell, Spark.

As the name suggests, this spell creates a small cluster of sparks, which can also be understood by bards.

A first-level wizard could usually learn this kind of spell in three days, but Ye Zhi took a full three months.

"At least it's more convenient to make a fire in the wild," Ye Zhi comforted himself.

The third day after the Mist Festival.

Kendela arrived in Ingness, reunited with Yeats and his party, and brought back a piece of information.

"I'm afraid the plan to go to Cam River University will have to be postponed, Ye Zhi."

Kendra's face was serious, and his tone revealed a strong sense of justice:

"I have received a commission from the Mages Guild to investigate the disappearance of more than 130 children in Shuimo Town."

Ye Zhi was slightly surprised.

This plot looks so familiar...it seems to be the plot of the game, The Pied Piper!

The story of the Pied Piper originated in the Middle Ages. According to legend, the pied man played the magic flute, lured more than a hundred children, and finally disappeared at the execution ground near the mountain.

The story was also included in the Grimm's Fairy Tales.

In fact, the original Grimm's fairy tales always have a dark tone, a mixture of folklore, weird fantasy, and are more aimed at adults than children.

"Magic flute, right? I think this flute and I have a connection."

"As the Chosen One of Art and the Chosen One of Mist..."

Ye Zhi thought to himself, "I also know a little bit about music and magic!"

(End of this chapter)