This elf world is a bit strange

Using ingredients from the classroom, the students made sandwiches without any waste, as all of the food went into their own or Pokémon's stomachs.

Various fragrances mixed in the air, filled with the flavor of life.

Amidst the joy of the class, the bell rang for the end of get out of class. Students who were still reluctant to leave walked out of the classroom in twos and threes, some went to the cafeteria, some returned to the dormitory, or some just left the school and went home.

Everything is diverse on this absurdly large and extremely inclusive campus.

Amidst the noise, Firio remained sitting in his seat as steady as a rock, looking at his notebook, frowning slightly, thinking about something.

"Filio, get out of class is over. I noticed you were like this during class just now, and I didn't dare ask you to help me. What are you thinking about?"

Seeing this scene, Papa was a little curious. He pushed through the crowd and walked to Firio. While asking, he looked at the notebook which listed a series of ingredients and seasonings.

On the podium, Savaro, who was packing up teaching aids, also cast an inquiring look, and didn't even notice the last group of students who greeted him.

"Um...oh, get out of class is over. I wasn't paying attention." Hearing Piper's call, Filio, who was immersed in his own world, came back to his senses and looked up with a smile. "I was thinking about something. Teacher Savaro's formula and techniques really inspired me, but there is one thing I need to ask you."

"Which one? I also want to learn from Carlos' style."

After seeing the students off and tidying up the podium, Savaro walked over with a smile on his face.

"It's not Carlos' style, it's just my own idea." Filio shook his head, pointed to the recipe he wrote down, and looked at Savaro, "You seem to be a little monotonous in your use of seasonings, so your choice of ingredients is a bit limited, right?"

As a cultivator who also worked his way up in the kitchen, Filio saw at a glance the common problems with Savaro's recipe and almost all the recipes he taught to his students.

He has been avoiding all pungent seasonings, mainly spicy.

"Ha... you have a really good taste." Savaro scratched his head and pointed at himself a little embarrassedly, "I'm not good at dealing with spicy food, so I can't accept almost all related ingredients and seasonings. I only use a little bit of a few."

Chefs with severe dietary restrictions often find it difficult to reach the top.

This is what Savaro's teacher had told him repeatedly, but people cannot completely fight against their own physiological reactions.

After so many years, despite several efforts, Savaro still couldn't overcome his physical and mental aversion to spicy food. Therefore, he could only focus on sweet dishes, which made his style a little limited and he was never able to make further progress.

Firio nodded slightly. He also understood the situation very well. He didn't say much. He just pointed to the optimization formula that he had not yet completed and said softly:

"I made a slight adjustment, using moderate spiciness to stimulate the umami taste, thereby masking the spiciness, but I still feel like something is missing. Can you help me take a look?"

"Ah? You thought about adjusting the formula during class?"

Piper's eyes widened slightly and she touched her temples in disbelief.

Firion waved his hand modestly: "It's just an immature idea. I'm just showing off my skills in front of an expert."

Having said that, his eyes showed confidence and determination.

This slightly adjusted sandwich recipe was modified by him specifically for the taste of his own Pokémon, but because he still had some knowledge of Padiya's food style, he was still missing the last little bit.

"Hmm... using yellow mustard to stimulate the umami taste is indeed a good idea." Savaro looked at Filio's new recipe and fell into deep thought. After a long while, he nodded slightly, "How about adding a little bit of basil? Use a little bit of bitterness and the freshness of the herb itself to neutralize it."

"Basil? It goes really well with spicy sausage, you can definitely give it a try!"

Papa's eyes lit up, and he immediately ran to the food storage area, took out a lot of ingredients that were left over from class, and placed them neatly on the table.

When it comes to cooking, his concentration and initiative are always one step ahead of others.

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With Papa's active invitation, Savaro, who was also interested in this idea, became eager to try it and decided to give it a try.

In the setting sun, the classroom was bustling with activity.

With the help of materials from the home economics classroom, the three of them accidentally created a new sandwich that was slightly better than the original mature sandwich.

The Rotom mobile phone was floating in the air, capturing a vivid picture of Savaro, whose face turned red but he still ate the whole piece.

If something like "System" really existed, a line of invisible large words should appear in the world before Firion's eyes.

[Complete the design of the new recipe "Super Mature Flavor Sandwich" (Progress: Preliminary), achievement point +1]

The idea of ​​using spiciness to bring out the umami flavor is undoubtedly correct, but it seems like something is missing, leaving people a little unsatisfied.

Just as Firio and Savaro looked at each other in silence, Papa, who had silently eaten several pieces of meat with Big Mouth, raised his head, touched his slightly bulging belly, and gave a new suggestion.

Slightly increase the proportion of hot sauce, and pay more attention to the combination of hot sauce and the vegetables themselves in the seasoning, so as to achieve two-way stimulation and retain the food power contained therein to the maximum extent.

This is a very good idea, which opened the eyes of the two people who were trapped by existing methods.

So, they got to work right away. In the empty classroom, the three of them were so busy that they didn't even notice that the sky outside was getting darker.

The classroom, which was not lit, became increasingly dim, relying entirely on the lighting from the Rotom cell phones of the people watching the fun, but the people involved were completely unaware.

In the blink of an eye, the street lights in the campus have been turned on, and students who have started their evening leisure life have become active in various parts of the huge college.

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When the sandwiches that met the standards and satisfied the three people's picky tastes were completed, not only did the Nightmare Demon, who had been crying out for a lot from the beginning, get a full stomach, but even Emperor Nabo and Tyrannosaurus, who always had surprisingly good appetites, could not eat any more.

The big-mouthed kid and the staff-tailed scaly dragon, who like this taste, are leaning lazily against the table, touching their stomachs and sighing with satisfaction.

There was still a lot of hot sauce on the corners of their mouths that they hadn't had time to wipe off.

The tidy classroom was pushed into a mess in order to accommodate the three people's Pokémon. Dozens of desks were piled at the back and could only be adjusted until the next class.

The ingredients that were originally enough for tomorrow's class were completely consumed by the three chefs' hard work.

"Huh... It's not easy. It seems that making Pokémon food is not a simple task. It should also be a profound knowledge."

Striving for perfection, looking at the sandwiches that finally met his requirements, smelling the rich aroma, and feeling the "food power" jumping in them, Filio raised his head with satisfaction, wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and washed off the sauce and tomato juice on his hands.

After a refreshing feeling, he picked up one of the pieces, ready to add the last bit of food to his stomach which was already 70% full after continuous tasting.

But at this moment, a chilling murderous aura and two cold gazes came from an unknown direction, making him feel a chill down his spine.

That direction seemed to be the door of the classroom.

In astonishment, he slowly turned his head and saw two familiar figures.

They were two girls who were in a hurry and looked like they hadn't eaten yet. They seemed to have been looking for someone for a long time.

One had undisguised murderous intent in his eyes, while the other was calmer, but also had a hint of complaint in his eyes.

Filio subconsciously picked up his mobile phone and pressed the power button.

All of a sudden, what came into view was a waterfall of messages and missed calls. Unfortunately, his phone had been completely silent for quite some time.

Even the vibrate mode was not turned on.

Maybe it was opened, but he was so focused on the discussion and cooking that he didn't even notice it.

Until this time, the memories sleeping deep in the spiritual world slowly awakened.

He suddenly remembered that when they parted in the afternoon, he had made an appointment with Nimo and Caidou to meet at the training ground in the evening and then have dinner together - using Teacher Leihe's teacher card to treat them to a feast.

"Da da da……"

Her feet stepped on the shiny new floor, and the green highlights looked particularly eerie due to the dim light of the Rotom phone.

Nemo had a gentle smile on her face. She gently moved her wrist with her right arm guard and asked Firio in a gentle tone:

"I remember that we had agreed to have dinner together, right?"

“…Um, this, Rotom, your…where’s Rotom?!”

Firion was about to argue and try to shift the focus of the fight to Rotom on the cell phone, but suddenly realized that this disloyal guy had disappeared without a trace.

Turning around, I saw that it had already hidden beside the bed, but was blocked by the sealed window. At this moment, it was looking at Nemo tremblingly and couldn't speak.

Looking for Papa and Savaro who were just "working hard" together, they were now packing up their things as if nothing had happened. There was no sound from their footsteps and they were already at the back door in a blink of an eye.

Leaving only a look from Philio that was unclear whether it was sympathy or gloating, and a few ready-made sandwiches on the table, the two of them opened the door without hesitation and left the classroom without any reluctance.

Even Piper, who often contradicted Nemo, had forgotten what justice meant and had no intention of offending her.

At this moment, in front of Nemo with the "Yandere Skin", only Firion, who was speechless and sweating, and Cell Phone Rotom were left.

"Actually, I can explain... Do you want to try this new version of the sandwich?"

"...Are you going to use this as your epitaph?"

So, the first day of Padilla College was marked by some unusual events.

About the setting and subsequent content of the Padiya region

Good evening, fellow book lovers. We have reached the end of the third volume, which is already halfway through. We have also arrived at a new area whose mystery has not yet been fully revealed. There are many settings that should be briefly laid out.

The outline of this volume was designed before the release of the DLC. It includes Padilla, Area Zero, Tylerbagos, Tai Crystallization, Paradox Pokémon, etc., which are all deduced and designed based on some information revealed in the first round of the Zhuzi game, and are not completely consistent with the world view settings that may be released in the future.

In the specific writing, I tried to approach some new content, but I could only do it superficially and was unable to make major structural adjustments.

For this reason, the timeline background I designed for this story is a few years before the game and Horizon, and I designed some brand new plots to supplement my own settings for this area and many new things.

There are definitely many shortcomings, and I welcome your criticism and corrections. I will seriously refer to and learn from them. Even if I cannot make any adjustments to this book, I will provide useful support for the next work.

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Having talked about the settings, there are still matters regarding subsequent updates that need to be reported to all book lovers.

I don't really like keeping people in suspense, so I'll make it clear at the outset that the subsequent plot of this book (after the end of the third volume) will be accelerated and the number of volumes will be reduced from the original plan.

Since mid-August, the results of subscriptions and collections have shown a significant decline. This is probably because the content does not meet everyone's expectations and my writing skills are still limited.

Against this background, I have been thinking deeply about this book for a month and have indeed discovered many problems in my writing. Some of them can be adjusted, but some have become flaws in the structure of the book, affecting everyone's reading experience. I am really sorry.

Of course, please rest assured that the speed increase and the reduction in the number of volumes will be based on the fact that the main structure remains unchanged. This book will still tell a complete story and have an ending that is both certain and open.

that's all.

Chapter 292: Substitute Teacher for Home Economics

"Kentaro, use close combat!"

"Wind Fairy, block it with cotton defense, close range moon power!"

The pitch-black bull galloped forward with great momentum, just like its name "fighting breed".

The thick pointed horns hit the fluffy cotton shield of the wind fairy heavily, but were blocked by a layer of khaki energy.

The powerful blow was like hitting a thick wall, making it impossible to move forward.

The wind fairy, who is smaller than Kentaro, stood on the cracked ground with a calm expression and waved his hands.

The shadow of a bright moon appeared above the heads of the two Pokémon with lightning speed. The bright moonlight turned into a cold beam of light, spreading a cold breath throughout Kentaro's body.

"boom--"

Amidst the violent roar, the bull, which had just been charging hard, felt its front legs go limp and fell heavily to the ground, falling into a slight coma.

"Elu~!"

The wind demon stood there in high spirits, shaking off excess cotton and looking arrogant.

In just a few days, its strength has improved further and the pass of the King of Heaven is right in front of it.

Nowadays, with the increasingly pure secrets of the earth, even Dragonite is no match for it without using mega evolution.

"Well done, Wind Fairy, come back and rest for a while."

Firion crossed his arms and had a new idea for training in his mind, but he was not interested in the Wind Sweeper Fairy. He just gave it some encouragement and called it back.

"Ah! The power of the moon is so strong! Caidou is right, you are a very powerful trainer!"

Although she was clearly at a disadvantage, Nemo did not look discouraged at all. She just took back Kentaro and immediately took out a new Poké Ball and held it up in her hand.

"Come on, this is my next Pokémon, I'll leave it to you, Earth Dragonite!"

A red light flashed, and as soon as a round of battle ended, Miss Nimo's new challenge began again.

"We've been fighting for quite a while, isn't it time to take a break?"

The corners of Firio's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at his companions who had already taken turns to appear, and roughly understood the true meaning of Caidou's complicated expression in the morning.

"No, I don't want to rest!"

Nimo spoke each word with an earnest look in her eyes.

"You promised to train with me today until I'm satisfied. This is an apology!"

"...Okay." Thinking of the unequal treaty signed last night, Firion's eyes became more helpless. "Then continue, Emperor Nabo, this round is up to you!"