The natural empire of ocean dragons

Chapter 24 Love, Hate and Enmity (please read)

Now that the food fantasy is indeed feasible, Attilan will add private goods to it.

The satyr, who had just woken up after the illusion dissipated, frowned and asked in embarrassment after hearing Attilan's illusion effect requirements:

"Why do you put the emphasis on honey? This dish is snake soup, and the highlight is the snake meat. Exaggerating the honey is taking away the spotlight. I absolutely disagree!"

"The Dark Night Stars will be lent to you for one day of study."

The satyr held his head high and looked upright.

"As a chef, you must have your own professional pursuits and beliefs!"

"Two days!"

"I won't agree to that."

"Forget it, I'll do it myself."

"Just two days, just leave it to me. Don't worry, I'm professional!"

The satyr was a wanderer, and Attilan knew how he could suddenly become so professional, and it was not just to get in touch with the stars of the dark night.

"Remember, the illusion of honey is that of a goddess who lingers around flowers. She doesn't need a clear face. He can taste this unique taste of honey and tell who brewed it."

"Let the face of the goddess change into the person he thinks according to his thoughts. This way it will be natural. It is his own idea. We did not force it into his mind, so he will not resist."

After the spell was cast, and seeing Attilan holding the clay pot and preparing to leave, the satyr asked curiously:

"Who are you trying to capture with this enchanted jar of honey snake soup? And who actually asked you to help pursue your sweetheart?"

Attilan said seriously:

"Don't pry when you shouldn't. What a rogue needs most is to restrain his curiosity, otherwise he will get killed sooner or later while running the map."

"Run the map?"

"Running from one place on the map to another is map running. The course of life is actually just map running with tasks again and again."

Such philosophical words, the Goat didn't think it should be said from the mouth of a dragon like Attilan who only had money and calculations in his eyes. It simply lowered the tone of this sentence.

Attilan flew away, and the satyr began to struggle with the fourth pot of snake soup, trying to add and subtract to concoct a perfect recipe.

Attilan's snake soup was naturally prepared for the bears. He couldn't wait to see the bears make a fool of themselves!

In order to ensure the harmony of the snake soup as much as possible, he asked the satyrs to highlight the aroma of flowers in the honey, which invisibly added more flavor to the snake soup.

"Master, look what good things I have brought back to you!"

The bear walked out of the tree hole angrily and looked at Attilan angrily. He hadn't settled the matter with Attilan yet about the bread!

"Magic cuisine, honey snake soup!"

The bear man looked closely at the magic aura, and after confirming that it was indeed magic cuisine, he looked at Attilan in surprise. He did not expect that his apprentice would cook such high-end magic cuisine so quickly.

"Then I must try it."

First, I took a sip of snake soup. It was very fresh and sweet, just...

"Why does it smell like flowers?"

"Master, try snake meat."

The teeth tore open the snake meat, and the honey locked in it exploded instantly. For a moment, the bear man seemed to see a beautiful woman surrounded by flowers falling from the sky, circling around him and then returning to the distant sky.

For some reason, his heart suddenly felt dazed, and he inadvertently thought of his youthful school years.

Although he inherited the life school of Ocean Wurm, he was also sent by his master to work under other druid masters to learn the unique insights of different druid schools.

Compared to other druid masters who specialize in animal transformation, plant control, and elemental shaping, the school of life that specializes in life cultivation is so inconspicuous.

<divclass="contentadv">And Jaina is the most dazzling rose among the druids gathered to study, beautiful but full of spikes!

Jaina of the Botanical School's favorite is the thorn rose she cultivated herself, which combines a series of attack effects such as charm, confinement, poison, blood-sucking, physical spikes and energy petal attacks.

No druid of the younger generation can resist the temptation of the forbidden rose.

Except Gaogai!

He was at the bottom when he entered school. With the characteristics of the life school, he has a deep understanding of the components of nature. He is not good at attacking, but he can resolve the attack.

The School of Life gave him, who was already a beast-turned-bear-man, a more tenacious vitality. At the same time, the spells of the School of Life broke through the effects of Jaina's Rose of Thorns one by one.

The big stupid bear that everyone calls him has successfully attracted Jaina's attention.

Because he was stupid and stubborn, he didn't understand Gianna's little thoughts at all. He simply thought that Gianna wanted to discuss with him how to cultivate better thorn roses.

Until the end of the training camp, Guyogai foolishly returned to the forest of the School of Life.

"Your master was very angry at the time. Even though so many young druids of the same generation had gone home with their partners, I was still alone."

"I also didn't expect Jaina to visit our forest."

Attilan nodded thoughtfully.

"What then?"

The sound of the spoon scraping against the bottom of the clay pot suddenly woke up the bear man, and he immediately realized how many things he should not have said just now.

"Later, my apprentice put a spell in my soup. I beat the apprentice severely and warned him not to say anything he shouldn't. What do you think of this story?"

Seeing the killing intent in the bear man's eyes, Attilan turned around and wanted to run away.

Unfortunately, his tail was too long, so he was caught and dragged back by the bear-man.

After an old punch, the bear man was still a little relieved. He was able to fall into Attilan's preset spell so easily. He didn't fall so quickly when faced with Jaina's temptation of thorns and roses.

A very ingenious concept, this kind of environment that complements the food will definitely create a new school of magic chefs, which can barely be regarded as a branch of the school of life.

The bear-man scratched his chin, and then he realized that he seemed to have not taught the unique secrets of the Attilan School of Life.

"Attilan, do you know what is the biggest feature of the School of Life?"

"Is it life?"

If the school of thought is called the school of life, then you answer one life; if it is called the school of botany, wouldn’t you answer the question of plants? The Bear Man doesn't approve of this cunning answer.

Attilan rolled his eyes. Since it is a school inherited from the Ocean Yalong, then...

"Is it life force!?"

"Yes, the biggest feature of the School of Life is to transform all the magic in nature into one's own vitality. This skill can be learned to a high level, and as long as there is no immediate death, the injury can be restored."

"Of course, if you are hit by a spell that limits life recovery, you need to remove the negative effects first."

Attilan's heart was instantly moved by the invincible passive skill.

"You know what to say and what not to say, right?"

"Master, don't worry, I have the strictest mouth!"

The bear man nodded with satisfaction, and bits of fluorescent light gathered towards his body from all around.

"Very good, I will now teach you the first secret of the life school, vitality reserve!"

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