Thanks for the invitation. I am a parasite in Terra.

Let’s place a new order. The money will be put into Tracy’s account anyway.

He put this famous Victorian dish aside, and then in his spare time, he looked at the young man in front of him who gave him a kind reminder.

"I didn't expect this gentleman to have such a deep understanding of Victoria's restaurant environment. This shouldn't be something that ordinary people can summarize, right?"

Ducare glanced at the Victorians around him. They seemed to be having a great time and didn't seem like the type of people who would make such demanding demands on their own dishes.

"Alas... I lived in Yan Country for a while. Do you know Yan Country?"

Dukare narrowed his eyes for a moment and stared at the man in front of him.

Yan country.

"Really? Why? It seems that after just a few years in Yan Country, you have become unaccustomed to your own food?"

"No, no, no, it's not that I'm not used to it, but you know, compared to the various dishes I tasted in Yan Country back then, Victoria's recipes are simply children's scribbles!"

Aiden shouted, making exaggerated gestures.

"Did you know that the Yan people can be divided into several major factions just in terms of cuisine? The differences between the different factions are ridiculously large, and there are even various branches. Chefs even have to practice basic skills such as controlling the heat, observing the ingredients, knife skills, flipping the pan, etc."

"Victoria's dishes are simply boiled vegetables and then placed on a plate, or fried in oil first, or stewed all together!"

Aiden said this with a look of deep sorrow and annoyance.

"Look, look, is this ok?! How can you cook like this?! Is this cooking?! Every Victorian says that they are good at cooking, because in their impression, cooking in the kitchen is as simple as brushing teeth and washing face every day."

"But in Yan Country, almost no one dares to say that they are truly "good" at cooking."

"This is no longer a question of complexity, this is a desperate gap between culture and its foundation!"

"Damn it, Victoria never thought cooking was difficult. These guys, don't underestimate the war happening in the kitchen, damn it!!"

Aiden complained to Ducare as if he hadn't found anyone to talk to for a long time.

However, the latter raised his eyebrows when he saw his appearance and asked with some confusion.

"Then, if you are so easy, why are you still here? Isn't Yan Country a good place? Why don't you go to Yan Country?"

The former was stunned, then looked at Dukare and said seriously.

“I’m Victorian.”

"Oh?"

The Blood Demon Lord suddenly felt that this person was interesting.

Then he asked again.

"I remember that Yan Country would not discriminate against a non-infected Victorian."

"That's not the point. I knew I could live well if I stayed there. In fact, I had the opportunity to stay there."

When Aiden talked about this, he recalled the days in the Great Desert City...

"Aiden....Wilson, right?"

The old man asked calmly in the rice field.

"Yes! Teacher."

"That's so tense."

He looked at the nervous young student behind him and spoke slowly.

"Shu seems to think you are pretty good.

It's not easy to get her approval. Do you want to stay? I need an assistant."

The Taoist priest turned around and looked at Aiden, who was so excited and even a little out of control after hearing the news.

......

He had forgotten some of what happened afterwards. The only thing he remembered clearly was that although he was very excited,... he rejected the teacher.

Aiden raised his head, looked at the Blood Demon Lord, and then repeated what he had said in front of the Heavenly Master that year.

"Two reasons."

“The first is, my father is here.”

"If possible, you can also bring him to Yan Country, right?"

Ducare said this, then looked at Aiden with a little surprise.

That’s what his teacher told him.

In a trance, he seemed to be able to feel the breath of the rice fields echoing around him again.

He spoke slowly and continued with the rest of his answer.

"And the second reason."

.....

“I’m Victorian.”

Ducare was stunned and watched Aiden repeat his original answer.

"This is my country after all."

He looked into Aiden's eyes, and what was in them, and for a moment, it even reminded him of himself when he was young...

I remembered the young blood demon doctor who followed my brother.

"Oh, is that so? But why have you been so sad since just now?"

Ducare did not continue the topic, but started a new one.

Then, he listened to Aiden, who seemed to have not found anyone to complain to for a long time. He first complained about his father kicking him out, and then about what happened after he repeatedly ran into obstacles in this small town.

Especially when talking about his experience at the city gate checkpoint, Dukare could almost clearly feel the confusion emanating from this young man.

"I don't understand, sir. Did I do something wrong? Or am I out of tune with the people around me? I always feel..."

"No, you did nothing wrong."

Dukare was shaking a glass of red wine beside him. Although red wine and French fries were a very strange combination, considering the temperament of the former that emanated from the inside out, Aiden didn't feel anything wrong with it...

Look, this is a person with temperament. It won’t be strange if he shakes a red wine glass and eats French fries.

"I've listened to you for so long. As a thank you, I'll give you some advice from an elder—"

Although he really wanted to say that Dukare looked younger than himself, but considering the characteristics of the blood demon, Aiden still held back the urge to complain.

After all, the other person is giving you advice, and it's rude to interrupt them.

"You are excellent, young man, very excellent, but there must not be many excellent young people like you in Victoria. If it were not as good as it, it would not have fallen to this state."

The Blood Demon Lord sighed like this.

If Victoria were full of people like Aiden, Tracy's plan would probably be ruined.

Then he would advise Tracy not to try to get Victoria for the next few decades.

But it's a pity.

This is impossible.

My advice comes from the heart.

But...if he listened to it...then for a weak person like Filin, the only outcome would be...death.

The Blood Demon Lord was well aware that his words were actually pushing him into the fire.

But - I'm sorry.

You are from Victoria, and I am from Kazdel.

It would be great if he was a Sarkaz.

Dukare spoke slowly.

"Sometimes, I wish you could look for problems less in yourself. People as good as you usually don't need to reflect on yourself."

"I'm not great... But what do you mean?"

"Don't always think that there is something wrong with you, young man. Why don't you look for other people's problems?"

"Of course, the scope of this other person...is determined by you."

.....This is the truth.

"Come to think of it, I didn't even ask you what you did before."

Ducare stood up and prepared to leave.

But before leaving, he turned around and asked the other party.

Aiden opened his mouth slightly, wanting to tell about the double certificates and academic qualifications he possessed...but at that moment, he seemed to remember a question his teacher once asked him.

The Heavenly Master stood in the field, watching the farmers working in the fields, then turned around and asked his students.

'What do you think is the most praiseworthy thing in this vast rice field?'

Some said it was the Heavenly Master, some said it was Ms. Shu, but the other party shook their heads one by one.

The most praiseworthy thing is————

He remembered something and swallowed back his academic qualifications. Then he scratched his head and replied to the Blood Demon Lord with an ordinary smile.

"I am a farmer."

......

...

(In fact, I have always wondered whether it is worth spending so much time writing Aiden Wilson, NPCs, or other original characters.)

(This is a fan fiction after all. Most people will try to avoid describing other people, and even the original characters are only those small villains. After all, this is the only way to focus on the protagonist.

And the various characters that everyone wants to see.)

(But... in the final analysis, I still want to write something different. Zuo Jian is a guy who is different from many protagonists, and I also hope that this story is a different story.)

(After much thought, I decided to bring out Aiden, who I had originally planned to introduce in a few words, and also place him in the subsequent important plot conflicts.)

(A story should not only have gorgeous flowers, but also clusters of green leaves.)

(Oh, by the way, I just gave away ten coupons and drew Ms. Shu, please let everyone know)

(By the way, the bounty is over. I will count it tomorrow and prepare to write like crazy (sad). There shouldn’t be too many chapters, after all, I don’t think my popularity is that high.)

Chapter 40, The Beginning of Pollution

"Is it multiplying again?"

Zuo Jian frowned and looked at the tall golden tree in front of him.

Half of the tree trunk was once again covered in flesh and blood, with strange and twisted limbs extending from it.

But this time...he didn't feel anything unusual.

Compared to the intense discomfort caused by the first erosion, this time seemed particularly normal.

I don't know if it's because I'm getting used to this feeling or because...

Zuo Jian turned around and looked at the dark blue mirror with some cracks placed next to the tree.

Perhaps it is because I spend more and more time with Laurentina.

But, anyway.

He stepped forward, raised his skeletal arm, and began to peel off the growing flesh and blood bit by bit.

But... what does the continuous growth of flesh and blood mean?

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"Hey - is the newspaper that good looking? You've been staring at it since just now."

Inside the mall, in a nicely decorated coffee shop, Laurentina sat opposite and looked at the other person with some displeasure.

From the beginning, when Zuo Jian walked in and sat directly in front of him, he noticed that there seemed to be free newspapers on the side, so he picked up one, opened it, and stood directly in front of him.

Anyway, just watch it from beginning to end.

"Ugh...tsk."