Green Monster Epic

The most outstanding chefs in the entire Green Lake Town gathered together in the castle on the mountain, which originally belonged to Allen. Because Tris and the others had not been working here recently, Allen simply requisitioned the castle temporarily as a place for more than fifty professional chefs to live and work.

On the second-floor balcony, goblins were busily working, preparing to build two ovens specifically for roasting whole ingredients, such as large and medium-sized animals like cattle, sheep, and horses. Meanwhile, the kitchen on the first floor, which had already been planned, was now being expanded in an orderly manner to accommodate more people and tools, so that everyone could effectively screen the tribe's recipes through practice.

Even the square outside the castle was now fenced off, prohibiting any irrelevant members from entering. A large number of cooking tools and stoves had been taken out from the warehouse prepared for the past cooking competitions and sent to the square in preparation.

At the same time, resources were constantly being sent from Fort Namur. Through the branch established by the Adventurers Guild in Fort Namur, City Lord Oliver had been issuing a large number of missions to collect fresh ingredients during this period, mobilizing the adventurers who were adventuring and gathering in the Kator Mountains to actively collect many relatively difficult-to-find ingredients and auxiliary materials.

Green Lake Town itself was a place where ingredients gathered, basically encompassing most of the high-quality spices and easy-to-preserve ingredients found on the two continents of Talun and Hillen.

"…You are the most outstanding chefs of my Green Field Tribe. This mission is for you to work together to divide the existing one hundred and seventy-three mature cooking recipes in the tribe according to their difficulty."

"The standard for division is based on the difficulty of the tribe's most basic Devil Grilled Meat, which is counted as 0.5 base points. Then, using this as a reference, everyone will score the remaining one hundred and seventy-three recipes through practical operation."

"The highest score is ten points, and the lowest is 0.5 points for Devil Grilled Meat. Everyone needs to score objectively and cautiously."

"Now, the tribe has prepared most of the ingredients in these recipes for you. Everyone will start cooking in the castle next, and then score them based on how you feel when cooking this recipe."

"Of course, due to the limited conditions, the scoring time for each dish will be relatively long. I hope everyone can be fully prepared."

The preliminary preparations were basically completed. Except for certain recipes, where certain ingredients required had not been collected for various reasons, all other equipment and personnel were ready, waiting for Allen to call on these chefs to start working.

Before starting, Allen naturally had to give a reasonable explanation of their mission. Although he did not reveal anything about the guild, the chefs seemed to have cleverly noticed something when Allen introduced the content of the mission, and complex emotions appeared on their faces.

"Now, everyone, come and get a piece of paper and a pen, and write down the magic dishes recipes that you can successfully cook now, and also write down the few dishes that you think are the simplest in your mind."

"Don't be sly. Next, you will be asked to cook these dishes yourself. Whether you can cook them or not will be clear at a glance!!"

"Do you understand?"

"Understood!!"

The fifty-three elderly and middle-aged goblin chefs replied with full vigor, their faces filled with incomparable confidence and pride.

The specific operation was far more complicated than Allen and his team of excellent goblin scholars had envisioned. However, for Allen and his exploration team, which was jointly formed by excellent goblin scholars, all problems could be solved.

For example, the magic dishes cooked would fluctuate in the final added characteristics depending on the chef's skill level. Even for the same dish, by selecting goblin tasters with almost the same physical fitness, level, strength, and other factors, the difference in the characteristics of the magic dish between the worst and best results could be as much as 10%.

And the final added characteristics of the magic dish would inevitably affect the value and rank of the recipe.

It was not until Allen and Figglas began to have their chefs and scholars actually test and score the recipes one by one that they realized that the difficulty of initially establishing a magic chef system was actually very high.

This was not even less effort and resource investment than Allen expanding the Green Field Tribe from a small settlement of only a hundred or so goblins to a tribe with a scale of more than ten thousand people.

Fortunately, the current Green Field Tribe was no longer the poor and white small tribe. All kinds of talents cultivated in the tribe gathered at Allen's command. The smartest goblin scholars added a pair of beautiful wings to Allen's illusory ideas. And countless goblin tribesmen, under the blueprint depicted by these wings, seemed to add bricks and tiles little by little, turning it into reality.

Ingredients and spices were constantly being transported from Fort Namur, Aulor Town, and other places, and there were also goblin warriors of various professions who were specially selected to experiment with the dishes, ready to accept the call of their great idol—Chief Allen.

"Looks like their Green Field Tribe has a big move again?"

Flamingo, the half-elf paladin commander of Maple Leaf Chapel, stood by the gorgeous window on the third floor, looking at the not-so-majestic castle on the mountaintop in Green Lake Town.

His sharp pupils peered far away, and even at a distance of nearly a mile, Flamingo could feel the flickering figures on the mountaintop, as well as the complex atmosphere of solemnity, killing intent, and excitement intertwined.

"Yes, it is said that the leader of the Green Field Tribe has summoned the most outstanding chefs in their tribe, as well as a large number of ingredients, spices, and other materials, and fenced off the entire mountaintop square, preparing to conduct a new round of reasonable sorting of the magic dish recipes created by their tribe."

In Flamingo's room, besides him, there were also 4-5 high-level chapel members who were preparing to report on the events of the past month.

"Has anyone found out what that bear goblin is planning to do?"

After Allen advanced to demigod, his relationship with the Oak Church was not as close as before. Although, before this, Allen himself could only be regarded as a pseudo-believer of the Father of Oak, and he was not very close to the Oak Church.

Although Oscar was sent to Green Lake Town as the person in charge of Maple Leaf Chapel, this half-elf legendary druid's interest was not in power. Most of the time, he devoted his energy to the Tagan Desert in the north, dedicated to researching and cultivating the natural ecology on the edge of the Tagan Desert, which had finally shrunk due to climate change.

Therefore, most of the specific affairs in the chapel are handled by the Holy Knight Flamenco, who came with Oscar.

"It's very difficult. The summit is basically a one-way street now. The periphery is guarded by elite Green Field scouts, thieves, and warriors. The sentry posts are very tightly arranged, making it almost impossible for us to sneak in and gather information."

"Moreover, Allen, the Bear Goblin demigod himself, often enters and exits the castle on the summit. We are also afraid of making too much noise and offending this demigod."

The dwarf priest Jeffrey replied with a troubled expression.

"What about our believers in Green Lake Town? Don't they know any inside information?"

"The great purge in Green Lake Town more than a year ago caused great losses to the backbone of our believers in the Green Field tribe. Now, among the newly promoted goblins, there are not many believers who can truly access this kind of information, and the value of the information they can provide is not great."

"However, we are not without gains. Through the integration of information obtained from believers and ourselves, we believe that perhaps the leader of the Green Field tribe is preparing to improve and promote the chef profession of their tribe."

"Oh?? How confident are you in this judgment?"

Flamenco's expression paused, and his expression became serious.

In fact, after hearing the judgment of his subordinates, Flamenco felt that the actions of the Green Field goblins were probably consistent with their judgment. In the upper echelons of the Oakleaf Temple, a think tank had given this possibility decades ago and predicted the benefits the Green Field tribe would reap as a result, but the Temple had never mentioned it to Allen, simply pretending not to know anything.

"...We believe we have at least a 50% certainty!!"

Several priests and Holy Knights of the Temple looked at each other and gave their answer.

"...Pay close attention to the movements of the Green Field tribe and send this matter back to Mansa City quickly."

Flamenco is one of the few people among those present who knew about the research reports that the Temple's think tanks had done, and he felt a sense of helplessness in his heart at this time.

The strength of the Green Field tribe itself is in line with the interests of the Oakleaf Temple. With the support of Allen, this newly promoted demigod, the Oakleaf Temple has indeed stopped its decline in the wilderness in recent years.

The priests of the Oakleaf Temple, because they lost the divine arts returned by the Father of the Oak Tree, the god of faith, found it difficult to easily master divine arts through devout faith from the feedback of the gods, and could only use their own magic-like energy to cast divine arts through the study and mastery of the inner mysteries of divine arts.

This difficult situation has caused the number of priest-like divine members in the Oakleaf Temple to decline. If there is no large tribal population to support the Temple in searching for suitable talents to compensate for the decline in the proportion of talents through numerical advantages, the Oakleaf Temple will only become weaker and weaker, until it disappears in the long river of history.

With the support and influence of Allen, this demigod, coupled with the encouragement and support of the two daughter goddesses of Sylvanus, the last few loyal supporting tribes of the Oakleaf Temple did not defect to other divine beliefs, and finally had a glimmer of hope to continue waiting for the Father of the Oak Tree to awaken from his slumber.

However, an overly powerful Green Field tribe is not a good thing for the Temple. Allen himself has been promoted to a demigod, and with his outstanding talent and ability, the Green Field tribe will definitely become stronger in the future.

The stronger the tribe, the more pursuers it will naturally attract, and anyone who wants to cooperate with such a tribe will inevitably have to give them corresponding rewards.

The Oakleaf Temple is declining. In order to cultivate priests, druids, and Holy Knights, the resources required will only be more than those churches that can obtain divine grace from the gods. Therefore, for long-term calculations, the conditions that the Oakleaf Temple can offer Allen and his tribe will inevitably be lower than those of other churches.

Now Allen continues to cooperate with the Oakleaf Temple, first because of the deep friendship they have established with each other over a long period of time, and secondly because Allen, this newly promoted demigod, has an unstable foundation. The strength of him and his allies does not have a strong enough influence on the entire Mansa Alliance, so those potential cooperation partners will not give Allen better conditions at this time.

But if Allen is really preparing to make major reforms in the matter of Demon Chefs this time, then even according to the early predictions of the Oakleaf Temple think tank, his tribe will inevitably usher in a new opportunity for rapid development.

More importantly, the existence of the Demon Chef system itself will bring greater influence to Allen and his tribe among the intelligent races of the entire wilderness and the two continents of the north and south.

By then, Allen and his tribe will naturally obtain more favorable cooperation conditions, and the Oakleaf Temple does not know whether it can continue to maintain its relationship with the Green Field tribe!!

Allen did not know the worries in the heart of this half-elf Holy Knight, Flamenco. He was searching for the figures of powerful magical beasts with Figglas, this giant dragon, in the depths of the endless sea.

The higher the level of the magic cuisine recipe, the more precious and rare the ingredients needed. It is still somewhat difficult for the adventurers mobilized in the Muir Fortress alone to collect the complete ingredients and auxiliary materials, especially since Allen and the others need the time to be short and urgent.

So, in the end, Allen and Figglas really went out in person to find the corresponding ingredients for the relatively high-level cooking dishes that followed.

Moreover, this time is also considered to be an examination of the excellent chefs of his tribe to see how far they can go in terms of magic cuisine cooking, so that Allen himself has a relatively correct understanding.

Before preparing to improve the Demon Chef system, the chefs of the Green Field tribe mostly learned magic cuisine through the accumulation of contributions to the tribe, or by exchanging newly created dishes, etc. Allen usually paid less attention to this aspect.

It was not until this time that everyone gathered together to cooperate, and finally through investigation and understanding, Allen discovered that basically no one in the tribe of excellent chefs had fully learned all of the tribe's more than 170 dishes.

This is obviously a problem. Even the excellent chefs cultivated by the Green Field tribe themselves cannot master all the recipes, let alone those outsiders who have always been excluded.

If Allen could have paid attention to this matter earlier, perhaps the scale of the Demon Chef would not be what it is now??

The more he thought about this, the more regretful and annoyed Allen felt in his heart. How could he have been so blind as to treat such a golden egg as garbage!!