Chapter 118: Rich Plain
"Those foods will really... become full again, so will the drinks."
Lecpuro and others were also shocked when they watched the travelers eating.
And as we watched, the aroma of these foods became more and more intense.
"Can these foods that are transformed out of thin air really be eaten?"
Lake was stunned for a moment and said.
But a few people, after all, have gone through countless hardships and will not easily eat the food on the table.
"It should be OK, right? I have seen people coming out of here. They have eaten here and gone out alive, so... these things that come from angels should not be problematic."
Veteran Yinwei thought about it and speculated.
Poluo stared at the travelers who were eating, probably out of respect for the God who served the food here. Although they ate quickly, they still retained a certain posture and did not completely lose their etiquette.
Every bite is put into your mouth and you will savor it carefully.
Although these foods seem to be of strange appeal to them, this is still within the normal range and should not have any magical influence.
Lake and his friends looked at a traveler patiently and finished the dishes in front of them.
He patted his slightly raised belly, burped, and leaned comfortably on the chair-
His eyes turned red.
"Thank you, thank God."
Poluo raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. Based on the style that the world has always shown, he thought that these "free" unlimited foods would have some impact on people.
But if the traveler in front of him was affected by the curse that might be in the food..., he would never stop so naturally.
Isn’t it something that makes people feel appetizing by relying on magic?
When the travelers were eating, Poluo used a magic technique in the Queen's notes to investigate, but he didn't know if the magic contained in the food was complicated or if there was no magic in the food that had been reset.
In short, Poluo only sensed magic fluctuations at the moment when the food was reset.
There is nothing unusual about the rest.
"Don't you eat?"
After the traveler finished eating, he looked at Lake and the others standing behind him. He looked at Lake and the others' clothes, Lake's fair and white skin, as if he suddenly thought of something.
"Oh, you guys probably didn't come because they were hungry, right?"
Thinking of this, the traveler touched his nose awkwardly, "Uh, don't laugh at me, I know that some of the people who come here are people like me who are really hungry.
There are also some... adventurers like you, looking for miracles, magic, etc. ”
The traveler smiled. After eating the food, he didn't seem to be abnormal. After eating, he talked more.
"I used to be a farmer who farmed. Although I was very tired, I could still eat enough... But later, a guy who had magic killed the king of my kingdom."
The traveler shook his head, "After that, the taxes have become heavier and heavier. My land has been occupied by those who only please the nobles. It has already...
I haven't had such a delicious meal for a long time. I spent the rest of my family wealth before coming to this place.
Even if these foods are ordinary bread, or stones or wood disguised as food... I can still eat them. ”
Poluo and the others thought about it after hearing this.
And the few travelers who had eaten in front of them didn't seem to have much problem.
Maybe I've thought a little too much? These delicacies are indeed edible?
But the veteran did not come to eat this time. He wanted to find the "angel" he called, and Poluo and Lek, thinking of the story of "Candy House", were indeed a little doubtful about the "angel" he called.
I still have a lot of food on my body, so there is no need to eat these magical foods so early.
Thinking of this, Poluo picked up a piece of dried meat left before, put it in his mouth, and took a light bite.
But before the second mouth was put on his mouth, he was stunned-
In front of me, the jerky meat that I had bitten off actually began to recover quickly!
Just like... on the dining table, those unlimited reset dishes!
"Ah?"
Poluo hesitated for a moment, carefully pulled off a small piece of dried meat in front of him and put it into his mouth.
The taste is exactly the same as before.
The taste of the mouth has not changed at all. A trace of jerky that was torn off in front of him recovered after a few seconds, but the strips of meat in his mouth did not disappear.
Most magic has a "dose" problem.
This is obtained from the Bishop's "The Sound of Potions", and those who are exposed to magic often have higher magic resistance.
It can also withstand higher magic doses.
Many experienced casters can judge the ingredients in a drop of potion by subtle smell or taste.
Poluo thought for a while and swallowed the jerky meat in his mouth.
But until the dried meat goes along the throat and into the stomach, under the impact of his body's magic, he did not find any signs of magic, that is to say...
This reset meat is very ordinary meat that is no different from what he eats every day!
"What's wrong? Poluo? Do you feel anything?"
Lake asked curiously as he looked at Poluo's thoughtful look.
"Lack, are there any wild fruits I picked from the roadside in the morning?"
"Wild Fruit?"
Lake took out a fruit that looked very similar to an apple from the carriage box and handed it to Poluo, "What's wrong? Poluo."
Poluo took a bite of the apple and kept it in front of him.
Like jerky, this apple has also recovered rapidly!
"I think all foods may have reset characteristics here."
Lake and the veterans also saw the apple recovered from Poluo's hands, showing a hint of shock:
“That is,…”
"The food on the table may also be ordinary food, but here, it is given..."
Poluo recalled and said, "Reset after being eaten, and the characteristics that will not corrode or be contaminated with dust?"
Thinking of this, Poluo walked up to the dining table, looked at the food on it, picked up a small cake, put it to his mouth, and took a light bite.
Then, he widened his eyes!
"What's wrong? Poluo?"
Lek asked worriedly when he saw Poluo's expression at this time.
"I'm fine."
Poluo came to his senses and swallowed the cake in his mouth, "But, this cake is really delicious."
The moment he entered the cake, he could understand why the previous travelers were attracted by these foods.
Because...they taste really good.
The meals made were much better than those of Polo and Lek before, in the taverns that he passed along the way while traveling!
No matter who makes this cake, he is definitely as a professional chef.
...
The wheat fields on both sides began to rise.
They grew much better than what Lakes and the others saw outside.
"Is it delicious?"
Polo looked at Lake. At this time, Lake was holding a piece of pastry in his hand and biting it in small mouthfuls.
"It's really delicious."
The pastries on the table can also be regenerated after they are taken away.
After confirming that these foods did not contain any direct magic, several people also tasted the taste of these foods slightly, and the delicacies of "meeting gifts" were much better than those outside.
So...what is in the city?
Lake and his friends came here not for the sake of eating, so they went to the center of the Plum Balance Plain as soon as possible.
As for Hansel and Grett, if they really want to live in this plain for a long time... it would be better to be with more people in the city.
The road was very stable, and the speed of the carriage was much faster.
Not long after, at the end of the view, some gray buildings appeared. It was a small town, and several people also saw the people living in the Fengrao Plain.
They look a little fat, and most of their faces are rosy after eating.
The aroma of food comes from it. Although Lake and his friends are not too hungry, they still feel their taste buds and are beginning to be aroused by this rich fragrance.
"Is it barbecue? There are some cakes that taste so good!"
Seeing Lake and others coming, some townsmen waved their hands with a smile. There were also many tables and chairs in the town, which were filled with various foods and dishes, exuding heat and fragrance in the air.
"You guys come from outside the plain, right?"
A fat resident smiled and his eyes were squeezed by the flesh on his face. He looked at Lek and the others happily.
"Yes sir."
Lake nodded.
Here, it is absolutely not a small possibility to be seen as a traveler. After all, most local residents seem to have a rosy complexion and even gain weight due to their diet.
And no one here is like Lac Polo, carrying swords, bows and crossbows.
The carriage that Lake and his friends were riding also explained the identity of the traveler.
"We are here to find...the angel who brings you miracles. Can you tell us how to see her?"
"Ange... Oh, you say that angel who keeps us away from the pain of famine?"
The fat townsman nodded suddenly when he heard this, "In the Plum Balance Plain, only those who have been selected as 'saints' can meet the Angel."
"Saint?"
Seeing that the townspeople didn't answer, Lake hurriedly took out a gold coin and wanted to hand it to the fat townspeople.
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Unexpectedly, the "gold coin" that has always been in trouble has hit a wall this time.
"Hey, no need, who needs this money in our fertile plain?"
The townspeople waved their hands, smiled and continued, "There are many people who want to see the angels. There were also pilgrims and others in the past. They wanted to see them, but they all returned in vain-
But you are here just the right time, and you will soon have a chance to meet the Angel! ”
The townsman said, a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes, "You can do me a little favor and tell you, how about it?"
"Busy?"
Leke and the others were stunned for a moment, "Of course, if you don't spend a lot of effort..."
"Not consumed, of course not consumed!"
The fat townsman said, and took a few people to a house a few steps away. In front of the house, a long wooden dining table was also filled with a dazzling array of food.
Some food, placed in the back position, and in the front, there are several dishes of pastries of never-before-shaped.
"You seem to be traveling many places, and there are very few outsiders like you."
The fat townsmen said to the few people, raised their heads and exposed their double chins.
Then he raised his fat finger, pointed to the dishes of food on the table, and placed them in the front, "These plates of pastries are my latest dishes. Can you please help me try it, can you give me an evaluation?"
"Ah...of course."
When Lake and the others heard this, they were stunned. Then Lake picked up the spoon, dug a little on a piece of red pastry, and put it in his mouth.
Then, the azure blue eyes suddenly lit up.
"Delicious!"
"What else? Can you tell me more about your feelings?"
The fat town people lit up their eyes and said expectantly.
"Uh, a little more delicate?"
Lake thought for a while and said, "It tastes like strawberries, and it has a wet and soft taste, and it's cold and cold."
"What else?"
The townsman continued to ask.
"Also...yes?"
Lake was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, but finally he could only give up and shook his head, "It's really delicious, but I don't know how to describe it."
"It doesn't matter, what about comparing it with the pastries you've eaten before?"
The fat townsman continued to ask.
"Sorry, I haven't eaten these things before, but what you cook is already one of the best things you have eaten!"
Lake thought for a while and said.
"Okay, I think you might be a noble lady or something..."
The fat townsman shook his head in disappointment, but soon, his expression disappeared and pointed to the table in front of his house, and said, "There are all kinds of delicacies."
"It's okay, the food is made for people to eat. This way, you can taste other foods from me first, and I'll talk to you."
So Lake and his friends sat at the table in front of the fat townspeople and started eating.
"Sir, are you a chef?"
Lake tried another dish of pastry with another, sweet blueberry flavor.
"Cook? Haha, on this plain, everyone can be a chef. Our food will not be eaten. The ingredients are endless. The best dishes are truly something that everyone can eat.
In this case, who will eat those tasteless black bread?
Don't look at me like this, actually I am...
I’m just an ordinary baker who makes black bread, but when I get here, maybe I have hope to be a ‘saint’! ”
The fat townsman said with a smile.
"Saint?"
Lake and his men had heard the fat townspeople say this word for the second time, "So what is the saint? It sounds like a clergy?"
"Ah, sorry, I forgot to explain to you."
The fat townsman slapped his head and explained, "Sage, we are the most respected here, because...
They are chefs recognized by angels! ”
"Cook? Just... the chef?"
When Lake and his friends heard this answer, they opened their eyes wide.
"Don't underestimate the chef. For us, there are only chefs that can make everyone feel a more enjoyable experience - and every chef has a magical technique given by the angel!"
"Divine Technique? Is it powerful?"
"This is not the magical technique outside, which is killing around - you have walked all the way and haven't seen anyone who farms, right? Then can you guess where the ingredients for us to make new food come from?"
"Uh, yes, really, there isn't. Was it transported from outside?"
"Of course not. They were all created by the saints chosen by the angels through divine art."
"Creation? Creation out of thin air?"
"Of course not. These ingredients are derived from foods that are not tasted by people because of their poor taste."
The fat townspeople said, "The saints will dismantle these poor quality foods into ingredients!"
"So amazing?!"
"If you become saints, you will also obtain such magical skills."
The fat town centre smiled, but scratched his head again, "By the way, the opportunity I just mentioned to meet the 'saint' is also about this.
In recent days, the choice of the saint is about to begin again in the capital of Miracle.
If you can become saints through cooking skills, you will have the opportunity to see the angels..."
"Ah?"
Lec and his friends opened their eyes at the same time, as if they suddenly came to a world with different styles.
"It's okay, although you... haven't even eaten pastries before, but if you stay here for a long time, you might become a saint, right?"
The fat townspeople thought of what Lake said before and quickly added, "After all, everyone can become a chef."
"Okay, thank you sir for letting me know."
...
The fat townsmen looked at the backs of Lake and the others leaving, smiled, and sniffed the table again. They cooked several dishes, and took out several of them and threw them into a bag.
"When Lord Saint comes, then break down these failed works...
By the way, who is the saint who is coming to the town this time?
Forget it, that doesn’t matter, it just feels... I’m changing saints faster and faster recently, and there are a lot more places to choose saints in the City of Miracle.
However, the new food is getting more and more fragrant, and the new saint is indeed getting more and more powerful!
This is a really good thing! ”
(This chapter ends)