This elf world is kind of weird

"I really didn't expect that this Tibrim is actually the child of your Pokémon. It turns out that the academy teacher's Pokémon was also fostered in the nursery after hatching. This is actually a good thing for the students. benefits.”

Under the shade of the tree, looking at Tibrim who did not forget to hold the elf food while acting coquettishly in Brimwen's arms, Filio laughed dumbly, with a bit of surprise on his brows.

He had always thought that breeding experts like Savaro would raise their own Pokémon cubs, which was what most excellent trainers did.

But judging from Piper’s presentation, that doesn’t seem to be the case.

Not only Savaro, but also many school teachers and famous alumni, including Yeci, will leave some of the most talented Pokémon in the academy's breeding house, waiting for suitable students.

This has become a tradition that lasts for hundreds of years.

And this small and timid Tibrim is the child that Brimwen gave birth to a few years ago. Because of his extremely strong mental power and strong ability to accept emotions, he has never been very good at dealing with outsiders. Just likes to be alone.

"We already have many excellent partners. Cultivating more Pokémon is not only difficult to balance, but also sometimes prevents them from growing well. Only partners who grow up with their trainers are the strongest. , although they do not have the best environment and resources. A fast-growing breeder like you should also understand this."

Savarro, who looks rough on the outside but is strong on the outside and soft on the inside, deliberately mutes his voice to maintain his "stereotype". There is no shortage of reminders in his words, and his eyes fall gently on Brim and Tibrim.

"I also agree with this point of view, so I feel that the tradition of Padea College is really valuable." Philio nodded with deep understanding, looked at the time and said, "You are here to come to Paipa for class, right? This way Just let me take care of the aftermath."

"Take care of the aftermath? No, no, it's enough to let the people in their breeding house do it. Do you want to come to my home economics class to take a look? This is also a unique breeder teaching course in Padiya. If you can give me some guidance, It would be even better for the students, they will definitely be happy.”

Smiling and waving his hand, Savarro glanced at Pipa, who was still unfinished, and thoughtfully extended an invitation for him.

"Home economics class..." Philio pondered for a moment, looked at the Pokémon eating enthusiastically in the distance, and then looked at Rotom, the mobile phone flying around with excessive energy above his head, and said happily, "Then I will Rather than be respectful, I also want to learn the Padian theory of cultivators."

Anyway, Rotom on the mobile phone didn't seem like he wanted to work anymore. If he went to the training ground to meet Nemo and Caidou after class, it would be just the right time for dinner.

Thinking like this, Filio stood up, dusted off the grass clippings on his pants, and followed Pipa, who couldn't hide his joy, towards the teaching building they had just left not long ago.

His "temporary student career" in the Padya region came unexpectedly, earlier than expected.

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In class, Filio, who was sitting inconspicuously in the corner, took out his notebook for the first time in a long time and looked at Savaro on the stage. His pretendingly rough teaching style made him laugh a little.

Many students actually saw the reason, but they kindly did not expose the teacher's little thoughts.

However, the interesting appearance is secondary. As a well-known breeding expert in Padea, Savaro's skills as a breeder are very outstanding. Even if he is only teaching to students, Filio can learn from it to some extent.

The cooking skills supported by the unique "food power" concept in the Padia region can combine the nutrition of elf food with common delicacies. Although I have heard about it for a long time, seeing it is better than seeing it. After seeing it with my own eyes, I was still impressed. Philio felt refreshed.

The sandwich I made just for the sake of teaching was not inferior to the best cafe in Miare, and it also had some magical energy fluctuations.

"March..."

Above the head, the picky little Dream Demon was drooling with greed and kept slapping Filio, signaling him to quickly learn how to cook it for himself.

"You little greedy cat, don't drool on my head..." Filio gently rubbed the dream monster's soft belly with his fingertips, "But this thing doesn't take much effort. Just give it to me when you have time." you do."

Although this is a very novel type of elf food, from the perspective of an expert like Filio, it is just a one-stop trick.

The core reason why Pokémon meals are only spread in a few areas such as Padea is that they are rich in ingredients with special abilities such as "food power", especially the scarcity of seasonings.

The high-quality seasonings currently popular in Padya are all descendants of legendary seasonings grafted and cultivated. With the reproduction and degradation from generation to generation, the effects have weakened but the output has increased significantly.

But this also brings a new problem.

These seasonings can only be cultivated on a large scale in the Padia region. The introduction to other regions has not been smooth, and they are difficult to preserve for a long time. Therefore, although they are not scarce in Padia, they are rare and expensive in other regions. .

Over time, this has almost become a "specialty" in the Padia region, and has spawned a whole set of breeder development routes built around it.

After dealing with the little dream monster's coquettish attack, Filio calmed down, listened and memorized, and soon wrote several dense pages, which gave him some experience.

"March~"

Feeling an itching sensation on her belly, the little dream demon grasped Filio's fingers and her voice was so sweet.

After all, the home economics class is a course that focuses on operations. After Savaro's lecture while explaining and making, Paipa, as a teaching assistant, came to the podium.

Facing the students, both old and young, he analyzed Savaro's teaching content step by step, explained the key points of the operation in detail, and supplemented it with his own excellent cooking skills. Although he was a bit immature compared to Savaro, he would also The technique he had just taught me was reproduced almost perfectly.

This is undoubtedly a method that is easier for students to absorb and master, and it will undoubtedly receive applause from the whole hall.

In the audience, Filio was thoughtful as he watched the sincere smile on Pipa's face while cooking.

Compared to the way he seemed to be shrouded in a light haze regardless of his emotions when they met, he looked more sunny now.

However, everyone has their own experiences and stories. After all, it is taboo to talk about superficial things and deep things, and he does not intend to know too much about them.

Under the urging of the dream demon, he lowered his head again and wrote and drew in the notebook.

Through close observation and assisted superpower perception, he has already seen some problems and has his own ideas, even an improvement idea that is not yet mature but has begun to take shape.

He has super powers and is particularly gifted in this regard.

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Using ingredients from the classroom, the sandwiches made by the students were not wasted at all, and all went into their own or their Pokémon's stomachs.

Different fragrances mix in the air, filled with the smoke of life.

Amidst everyone's joy, the bell rang, and students who were still unfinished walked out of the classroom in twos and threes, or went to the cafeteria, returned to their dormitories, or left the school directly to return home.

On this ridiculously large and extremely inclusive campus, everything is diverse.

Amidst the noise, Filio was still sitting firmly in his seat, looking at his notebook, frowning, thinking about something.

"Filio, get out of class is over. I see that you have been like this since class, and you didn't even dare to ask you to help me. What are you thinking about?"

Pipa was a little curious when she saw this scene. She walked through the crowd and walked to Filio. While asking, she looked at the notebook that listed a series of ingredients and seasonings.

On the podium, Savarro, who was packing up teaching aids, also cast inquiring glances, not even noticing the last group of students greeting him.

"Um...oh, get out of class is over, I didn't pay attention." Hearing Pipa's call, Filio, who was immersed in his own world, came back to his senses, raised his head and smiled, "I was thinking about something, Mr. Savaro The recipes and techniques are really inspiring to me, but there is one thing I need to ask for advice.”

"Which point? We also want to learn from Carlos's style."

After sending away the students and clearing the platform, Savarro walked over with the smile on his face unabated.

"It's not Carlos's style, it's just my own idea." Filio shook his head, pointed at the recipe he had recorded, and looked at Savarro, "Your use of seasonings seems a bit simplistic, so Are you a little limited in the choice of ingredients?"

As a breeder who has worked hard in the kitchen, Filio immediately saw the common problem in Savaro's recipe and almost all the recipes he taught his students.

He has been avoiding all pungent spices, mainly spicy.

"Ha... you have really good taste." Savaro scratched his head and pointed to himself a little embarrassed, "I'm not good at dealing with spiciness, so I'm not good at almost all related ingredients and seasonings. Accept that only a handful use a little.”

Chefs with serious taboos often find it difficult to reach the top.

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

After so many years, despite many efforts, Savaro still could not overcome his physical and mental resistance to spicy food, so he could only focus on sweet meals, which made his style slightly limited and never made it further.

<divclass="contentadv">Filio nodded slightly. He understood this situation very well and didn't say much. He just pointed at the optimized formula that he had not yet completely completed and said softly:

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

"Ah? Did you think about adjusting the formula during class?"

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

Philio waved his hand modestly: "It's just an immature idea, just trying to do what you want."

Having said that, his eyes were filled with confidence and determination.

This fine-tuned sandwich recipe was specially modified for the taste of his own Pokémon, but because he still had a little understanding of Padia's ingredient style, it still lacked the last bit.

"Hmm... It's really a good idea to use yellow mustard to stimulate the umami flavor." Savarro looked at Filio's new recipe and thought about it. After a long time, he nodded slightly, "How about adding a little basil? Use a little bitterness. and the freshness of the vanilla itself to balance it out.”

"Basil? It goes well with pepperoni. You can definitely give it a try!"

Pipa's eyes lit up, and she just did it. She ran directly to the ingredient storage area, took out a lot of ingredients that were still left after class, and neatly stacked them on the table.

When it comes to cooking, his concentration and initiative have always been superior to others.

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

Under the setting sun, the classroom was in full swing.

With the help of materials from the home economics classroom, the three of them actually made a new sandwich by mistake, which was slightly stronger than the original mature-tasting sandwich.

The cell phone Rotom floated in the air, taking a clear picture of Savaro, whose face turned red but still ate a whole piece.

If there really is something like [System], a line of invisible large characters should appear in the world in front of Filio.

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

The production idea of ​​using spiciness to drive umami is undoubtedly correct, but it seems to be a little lacking, leaving people a little unsatisfied.

While Filio and Savarro looked at each other speechless, Pipa, who had silently eaten several pieces with Big Mouth Baby, 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 vegetables themselves in terms of seasoning, achieving two-way stimulation and retaining the food power contained in it to the maximum extent.

This is a very good idea, and it makes the two people who are trapped in the existing methods shine.

So, they just did what they said. 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, with no lights on, became increasingly dim, relying solely on the Rotom mobile phone that was watching the excitement for illumination, but the few involved were unaware of it.

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

When the sandwich that satisfies the picky tastes of the three people and truly meets the standards is completed, not only the dream monster who has been clamoring for a lot of food from the beginning is full of belly, but also the emperor Nabo and the dragon who have always had an amazing appetite are a little bit Can't eat.

The Big-mouthed Baby and the Ankylosaurus, who liked this taste, were leaning lazily beside the table, touching their bellies and sighing with contentment.

There was still a lot of hot sauce stuck to the corners of their mouths that they had not had time to wipe off.

In order to accommodate the Pokémon of the three of them, the neat classroom was also pushed into a mess. Dozens of desks were piled at the back, and they could only wait until the next class to make adjustments.

The ingredients that were originally enough for tomorrow's class were all consumed under the efforts of the three chefs.

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

After striving for perfection, he looked at the few sandwiches that finally met his requirements, smelled the rich aroma, and felt the "food power" in them. He raised his head with satisfaction, wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and washed Get rid of sauce and tomato juice on your hands.

After feeling refreshed for a while, he picked up one of the pieces, preparing to add the last bit of weight to his stomach, which was already seventy percent full from constant tasting.

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

That direction seems to be the door of the classroom.

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

They were two people walking in a hurry, looking like they hadn't eaten yet.It seems that someone has been looking for a girl for a long time.

One's eyes were filled with undisguised murderous intent, while the other's was calmer, but also vaguely complaining.

Filio subconsciously picked up his phone and pressed the open button.

In an instant, what came into view was a waterfall-like flow of information and missed calls. Unfortunately, for quite some time in the past, his cell phone had been completely silent.

Even the vibration mode is not turned on.

Maybe it was open, but he didn't realize it as he was focused on discussing and cooking.

Until this time, the memory sleeping deep in the spiritual world slowly woke up.

He suddenly remembered that when they parted in the afternoon, he had made an appointment with Nemo 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……"

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

Nemo had a soft smile on her face, and gently moved her wrist with her right hand wearing an arm guard, and asked Filio in a soft tone:

"I remember that we made an appointment to have dinner together, right?"

"...Um, this, Rotom, your trouble... Where is Rotom?!"

Philio was about to quibble, Shi Tu transferred the flames of war to Rotom on the mobile phone, but suddenly found that this unloyal guy had disappeared at some point.

Turning around, I saw that it had already hid by the bed, but was blocked by the sealed window. It was now looking at Nemo tremblingly, speechless.

Then look for Paipa and Savarro, who were "working hard" together just now. At this time, they were packing up their things as if nothing had happened. Their footsteps made no sound, and they were already at the back door in the blink of an eye.

With only a look of sympathy or gloating on Filio and a few finished sandwiches on the table, the two of them unscrewed the door without hesitation and left the classroom without any hesitation.

Even Pipa, who often contradicts Nemo, has forgotten what justice is and has no intention of getting into trouble with her.

At this moment, in front of Nemo, whose "Yandere Skin" was online, only Filio, who was speechless and sweating, and Rotom on his mobile phone were left.

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

"...Do you want this to be your epitaph?"

So, the first day at Padya College ushered in something a little unusual.