Green Monster Epic

"Everyone, please taste the delicacies carefully prepared by the children of my clan and offer your opinions!"

More than a hundred chefs cooked food, and not a single dish failed. Just the probability of success they demonstrated was already moving.

If any other professional artisans had such a high success rate, the tribal and faction leaders below would be grinning from ear to ear.

Of course, what everyone didn't realize was that the reason why none of the hundred or so high-level magic chefs failed was thanks to Allen's proactive activation of the Food God Domain, which no one could interfere with, and later, his display of absolute strength in ascending to the sky and transforming a natural phenomenon into assistance for the chefs below.

This could be considered a combination of favorable timing, geographical advantages, and human cooperation. Even if Allen personally took action again, he might not be able to replicate such a grand occasion.

Fresh, steaming, and delicious dishes were carefully placed on exquisite plates by the focused magic chefs. With the final touch of magic plant garnish, a rich yet captivating aroma that stirred the deepest desires of the heart quickly enveloped the mountaintop, creating a dreamlike and mesmerizing scene under the scorching sun.

"Hiss!"

Many legendary leaders and envoys couldn't help but twitch their noses, greedily inhaling the colorful air in front of them. Just this simple act of breathing brought a sense of satisfaction, yet also a complex emotion of longing for the taste of the dishes.

Even prominent figures like Da Vinci, Blicken, and Brown, who considered themselves worldly and maintained a solemn demeanor, had a somewhat wandering gaze in the midst of the pervasive fragrance, with reason and desire battling deep within their hearts.

Once these exotic fragrances had permeated their hearts and the food, plated like exquisite art, was presented, the group of powerhouses were in intense internal conflict. They barely managed to suppress the urge to wolf down the food, and looked up at Allen on the throne.

"This magic dish is the latest masterpiece developed by our clan's chefs—'From the Sea to the Mulberry Field.' It has a good effect on breaking through for professionals above the high-level peak."

"If you happen to be at a bottleneck stage, perhaps eating this delicacy will bring you a good harvest!"

The 'From the Sea to the Mulberry Field' that Allen spoke of was the final, definitive product after the initial dish 'A Great Dream' was improved. It was not only miraculously effective for high-level peak combat professionals seeking their legendary path, but also had a good effect on legendary powerhouses breaking through.

For this celebration, Allen and the Green Leaf Tribe had also invested heavily, wanting to shock the envoys and forces who came to observe the ceremony, so as to change the perception of the Northern Territory in the wilderness and deter the Temple's malice towards him.

To this end, the tribe had emptied out all the precious materials obtained from the Mirage Plane, and even spent a great price to exchange for many from the Thorns Ring members, in order to gather enough food for the nearly two hundred guests on the viewing platform.

"Everyone, eat while it's hot, the effects will be maximized!"

"Please!"

As soon as Allen finished speaking, many envoys who couldn't wait any longer buried their heads in the not-so-large plates in front of them, like cows chewing peonies. After a dozen breaths, the plates in front of them were empty, not even a drop of soup was left.

Only a few envoys with strong willpower maintained their composure, using the cutlery that came with the plates to slowly enjoy the delicacies in front of them with relish.

The envoys who finished eating first had dazed eyes. A stream of deep-seated memories hidden in their hearts was evoked, vividly reappearing in their minds. Even the strong will of a legend was unable to resist being pulled into a history of unbearable or glorious memories.

Giggles, roars, and various strange emotions appeared on the faces of many envoys, scaring the powerhouses like Da Vinci who maintained their composure while eating, causing them to stop their movements and look at Allen with vigilance.

Allen was also savoring the food on the plate at this time. However, compared to those powerhouses who tasted 'From the Sea to the Mulberry Field' for the first time, Allen, as the inventor of this dish, had naturally experienced the effects of the dish long ago, and the effects that could be produced by tasting the dish again at this time were actually limited.

Feeling the negative gazes cast by others, Allen raised his head and explained frankly: "This is the characteristic of the dish. It can give people the opportunity to come into contact with the most authentic thoughts in their hearts and discover their darkest places."

"However, everyone, rest assured, with the willpower of a legendary powerhouse, it will not exceed ten minutes at most. They should notice the abnormality and wake up."

"In the end, whether they can gain anything depends on whether they are willing to face their true selves."

Hearing Allen's explanation, Da Vinci and the others looked solemn. They did not expect this dish to have such miraculous effects. Even at their current heights, they believed they could gain something, which further demonstrated the preciousness of this dish.

At the same time, the few people also sped up their eating, wanting to personally experience the magical effects of this magic dish.

After more than ten minutes of silence, the vast majority of the envoys in the field had regained their clarity, and their expressions were very complicated. Some even had tears on their cheeks. Obviously, everyone had gained something under the effect of this dish.

Only a small number of envoys who had not yet reached the legendary level were still sleeping soundly in their seats, which was somewhat impolite.

"The celebration can be considered over. If you are interested, you can stay in my Green Field Tribe for a while longer. In half a month, my tribe will hold the first Feynman World Cooking Competition. At that time, you may be able to search for some good magic chefs and persuade them to join your tribe!"

After a group of singers performed beautiful dances, the celebration related to Allen himself came to an end, and after that was the Green Leaf Tribe's continuous days of joy.

At the end of the celebration, Allen did not forget to extend invitations to the envoys, retaining these guests.

In fact, even if he didn't speak, presumably most of the envoys here would not leave for the time being. After experiencing wave after wave of shocking education, the wilderness, including the Temple Church forces, would have to re-recognize this Northern Territory tribe, which had always kept a low profile, and deeply understand its potential strength and heritage.

"Then we will disturb Clan Leader Allen!"

Da Vinci and Blicken, the few pillars, looked at each other and reached a tacit understanding, expressing their attitudes one after another.

Seeing this, the other wilderness envoys naturally did not dare to easily reveal their attitude of leaving, and nodded in agreement.

"Clan Leader Allen is so hospitable, we will definitely give you face. It just so happens that we also have an important matter to discuss with you, and we were planning to bother you again."

Brown, the director of the Natural Church's missionary court, representing the Natural Church, also expressed his opinion and looked at Allen with a meaningful gaze.