Green Monster Epic

Chapter 1031: What a Pity

"…Hahaha, I succeeded!!!"

"I finally found the direction for my breakthrough!!!"

In Green Lake City's most luxurious restaurant, the Green Lake Hotel, a loud cheer broke the tranquility of the top floor, drawing discontent from the other guests staying there, but also causing them to prick up their ears, wanting to hear the reason for the commotion.

"Young Master!! Keep it down!! Keep it down!!"

Another anxious voice kept trying to dissuade him, but could not stop his master's excited mood at this time.

This was no surprise, as their young master had been hailed as a genius figure once in a millennium since childhood. Possessing a powerful affinity for the electric element, he had progressed smoothly along the path of an electric element mage. The barriers of intermediate and advanced levels were almost non-existent for him. Before the age of twenty, he had already reached the peak strength of a level 15 advanced mage.

However, after reaching the level 15 threshold, the young master's smooth magical path came to a halt. He lingered for a full thirty years and still could not find his own legendary path.

This time, the family heard that the Green Field Tribe in the north was selling master-level magic dishes. The elders and the head of the family were skeptical about the rumored miraculous effects of these dishes, treating them as mere after-dinner conversation. However, they couldn't resist the young master's insistence on going to the Green Field Plains, wanting to try to break through his years-long bottleneck by consuming magic dishes.

What could they do? Their young master had a good life, born into such a long-standing and wealthy family, and the current head of the family had only this one heir. The young master had not married in pursuit of his magical path, and the head of the family and the elders had repeatedly tried to persuade him without success. Therefore, in order to gain the family's support this time, the young master had made a vow: if consuming magic dishes this time still failed to bring a breakthrough, then he would settle down, marry, have children, and inherit the family business.

The head of the family, in order to dispel his child's extravagant hopes, and also to give his child another helping hand, reluctantly agreed, raising a batch of generous family assets for the young master and his steward to bring to the distant Northern Territory, seeking the opportunity for the young master's breakthrough.

But who would have thought that this trip to the north would actually help their young master complete a crucial breakthrough!

Looking at the young master's frenzied and excited unique beastman face, the old and prudent beastman butler was indeed happy for his young master, but at the same time, he couldn't help but worry that his arrogance would attract the jealousy of other ill-intentioned fellows, leading them to do excessive things.

"Larry, you know what?? I'm going to be a legendary mage soon!!!"

"I…"

Having spent a high price, the beastman mage named Vernon Alec could not calm down. Although mages were always known for their calmness and rationality, if anyone had spent more than thirty years tirelessly pursuing the answer to becoming a legend, experiencing countless setbacks and failures, as well as the contemptuous and doubtful gazes of countless people, and suddenly one day this answer was broken through, the excitement and joy would be impossible to calm down in a short time.

In the top-floor private room of the Green Lake Hotel, the owners of dozens of ears, even if they didn't want to listen to other people's privacy, couldn't help but have the high-volume conversation between the master and servant injected into their ears.

At this time, after digesting the content of the other party's conversation, the owners of these dozens of ears couldn't help but be shocked, and a few points of envy and jealousy arose in their hearts. At the same time, they also had a little more confidence in the purpose of their trip.

Soon, the news that someone had found their own legendary path by consuming master-level magic dishes began to spread in Green Lake City. Some busybodies even delved into the details, digging out the identity of this lucky person, the magic dishes they consumed, and other information. For a time, the auction houses in Green Lake City, which specialized in auctioning various treasures, were bustling with activity.

The calls for Green Lake City to auction more master-level dishes became louder and louder, and the prices of the auctioned dishes in the following six months also repeatedly hit new highs. Even Albard was secretly worried about this somewhat out-of-control behavior.

After all, not everyone who bid for and consumed master-level magic dishes could really achieve a breakthrough and gain something. Although Albard, as a goblin who had personally experienced master-level magic dishes, also admitted the magical effects of these dishes. But from Albard's experience of eating 'Thunder Pool', it was just a catalyst, integrating a person's years of accumulated experience and knowledge into a flash of inspiration. Ultimately, whether the consumer can grasp it depends on his own wisdom and opportunity.

However, the tribe's public treasury was once again forced to expand, and the mountains of various resources and wealth piled up in the warehouse really made Albard feel great. Now he no longer needed to hesitate when purchasing various equipment and props, and he was very confident.

The Northern Territory's several tribes were also celebrating a festival. They not only purchased several master-level dishes from the Green Field Tribe at preferential prices through close alliance relationships, but they could also get a share of the profits from the Green Field Tribe's auctions. Although the proportion was low, the total amount was huge, and the resources that ultimately fell into their hands were also very considerable.

Not to mention the constant flow of people to and from the Northern Territory, which brought considerable invisible benefits to the various tribes. Selling local specialties, purchasing supplies, and so on also allowed these tribes to see visible changes in their quality of life.

Under the entanglement of multiple interests, the relationship between the six tribes of the Northern Territory and the quasi-large tribe of Heart of the Wild became more and more stable. Under the rule of Allen, a fair, tolerant, and generous leader, the development speed of their Northern Territory ushered in a peak that had not been seen in thousands of years.

Although far away in the deep mountains thousands of miles away, Allen, relying on the initial domain ability of the Green Field Guardian, could roam the Green Lake City at any time with his consciousness, personally feeling the prosperous scene in the city without anyone noticing, and seeing the lively scenes in the city.

Allen believed that with these well-founded real stories, no one would doubt the effects of master-level dishes in the future. The profession of magic chef will become the third strategic-level professional existence after forging and alchemy.

As long as he can further reduce the difficulty of the magic chef profession and add more auxiliary means to make the knowledge and inheritance of cooking skills more professional and systematic, then the development of the magic chef system will inevitably climb to another peak, rather than like now, most people choose the magic chef profession simply because the resources required for promotion to intermediate and advanced magic chefs are ordinary and common, and the job opportunities and rewards obtained after mastering the skills are very considerable.

If the direction suggested by the divine consciousness ultimately proves to be correct and feasible, and if I can transform the Food God Domain into a unique divine art similar to a halo, then the expanding ranks of Culinary Adepts, in order to achieve breakthroughs and advance to higher professional levels, will inevitably need to align themselves with the Food God Church. I will then possess a group of loyal followers whose faith is undoubtedly devout. This is likely the dream of most churches and the deities behind them!

Thinking of this, Allen felt a sense of anticipation and confidence for the future, and his enthusiasm surged.

Jenna's preparations, after more than half a month, were finally complete. Before her on the cutting board were more than a dozen bowls and plates of various processed ingredients.

Putting down the kitchen knife, Jenna didn't rush to the stove. Instead, she picked up the recipe she had read countless times, with all the text memorized. With a tear, a phantasmal magic containing the essence of Allen's cooking entered Jenna's mind.

The combination of phantasmal magic and psionic energy allowed Jenna to observe from various angles in her mind, based on her needs, unlike before when she could only view from one perspective. The more carefully she observed, the more she gained.

There is a huge difference between time in reality and in the mind. While Jenna felt like she had spent a long time in her mind, only a few minutes had passed in reality. The magic effect on the scroll disappeared, and the images memorized by the phantasmal magic would slowly become blurred over time.

This is the difference between a recipe and an inheritance crystal. One is a disposable consumable, while the other is a rechargeable, long-lasting item.

Readjusting her mood and the gains she had just made, combining them with her planned adjustments, Jenna opened her phoenix eyes, now devoid of any weakness. The female Kobold standing in front of the stove had transformed into the protagonist, becoming the focus of hundreds of Kobolds on the summit of the Frosty Mountains.

Whoosh ~ ~ ~ ~

A fissure scroll was placed in the vent under the stove. The fire in the stove, which had been suppressed to near death in this icy and snowy environment, suddenly blazed up, its tongue instantly turning into a pillar of fire, reaching one or two meters high.

Immediately afterward, a heavy, dark iron pot was placed directly over the pillar of fire. After a few breaths, the bottom of the pot was already scorched red by the intense flames.

An egg from a deep-sea giant tortoise was gently tapped by Jenna's right hand, holding an oval-shaped spatula. A crack appeared in the eggshell, and then her left hand, holding the fist-sized tortoise egg, gently slid it along the edge of the pot, dropping the egg white, wrapped in a snow-white albumen, into the boiling pot.

Deep-sea giant turtles are naturally water-based creatures, and their eggs contain a large amount of water element energy. Now, stimulated by the raging fire, heaven's thunder meets earth's fire, and immediately, streams of rich, pure elements burst forth from the egg...

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The Master-level dish chosen by Jenna, 'Cloud-Thin Rising Sun,' is a dish that uses water-element ingredients as the main component, but uses high-temperature, high-heat techniques to stimulate the elemental power within the ingredients. Water and fire elements are difficult to coexist harmoniously, and once they meet, they will naturally cause intense conflict. Coordinating the balance between them tests the cook's eyesight, mental strength, and meticulousness.

Standing far to the side, Allen watched intently, his mood rising and falling with the child's every move, even more nervous than when he cooked himself. At this moment, his Food God Domain spread out, converging within a three-meter radius around Jenna's stove, doing his best to bless the Kobold's cooking skills.

As one ingredient after another was poured into the pot, the magical elements that had dissipated into the sky were drawn back by the main body, lingering and refusing to disperse. Finally, they formed a magical ripple in the sky above the stove.

The ripple spread, and countless lively elements gathered from all directions. The cold wind on the summit grew increasingly biting, and the thick moisture in the air condensed in the low temperature. For a time, a misty drizzle mixed with snowflakes fell on this summit, which was not small in area.

The raindrops fell from the sky, blocked outside the simple tents, but the water elements contained within the rain and snow silently penetrated the thin tent tops, flying towards the viscous, silky fluid in the pot like swallows returning to their nests.

The fluid, which originally had some yellow, red, green, and other colors, gradually faded under Jenna's constant stirring, eventually returning to a pure snow-white color.

Several times, Allen felt that the magical power contained in the food in the pot was about to explode, but Jenna, calm in the face of danger, added some ingredients and spices, and the violent energy in the food seemed to be reined in, becoming more docile.

However, the increasingly large cloud of magical energy above the sky, like a cotton candy, slowly emanated terrifying energy fluctuations, seemingly brewing a huge magical storm.

As the water evaporated, the fluid in the pot became increasingly viscous, yet remained completely non-sticky to the pot's walls. Under Jenna's constant clockwise shaking and the occasional stirring with the spatula, it gradually took the shape of an oval bird's egg.

At this point, a full eight days had passed since Jenna had placed the pot on the stove to begin cooking. Just to keep the iron pot moving, preventing the ingredients in the pot from sticking to the walls and burning, Jenna had persevered for eight whole days.

Seeing that the Master-level dish was about to reach its final stage, Jenna, already exhausted, tried to maintain a calm mood, but suddenly felt a slight fluctuation. The movement of her left hand shaking the iron pot slightly deformed, tilting it to one side. Realizing something was wrong, Jenna quickly tried to correct it.

However, this seemingly simple deformation broke the uniform rotation and balance of the egg-shaped food inside the iron pot. The magical energy within, which had been balanced and tamed, instantly transformed into a wild horse, erupting from the soft surface of the food. The newly formed food instantly turned into a pool of milky-white fluid again.

"Ah!!!"

Jenna wailed in sorrow. The fruits of her many days of hard work were destroyed in an instant, causing the already exhausted Kobold to nearly collapse. But in the end, she endured the huge blow and continued to shake the iron pot, insisting on finishing the dish.

After all, the ingredients inside were very precious. Even if it had failed, the consequences of a large amount of stimulated magical power dissipating would be a sharp decline in the dish's quality. In the end, even if it were completed, it would probably only be a mid-level dish with some magical properties.

The clouds gathered above the sky, along with the energy released from the dish. At this time, they no longer lingered over the small amount of remaining energy in the iron pot. The white clouds, containing vast magical fluctuations, quickly dissipated into the heavens and earth, and even the misty drizzle stopped.