Eye of Darkness

After a few hours of traveling, Yan Ming, who was sitting on the back of the fire-breathing dragon, could already see Zhenxin Town below from a distance.

He lowered his head and looked at the time on the communicator. It happened to be around 08:30 in the morning. At this time, Xiaomao and the others should be getting up.

With this in mind, Yan Ming prepared to go directly to Dr. Omu's research institute.

It's just that Yan Ming was a little hesitant. After all, Dr. Omu had taken care of him. It seemed a little bad for him to come to the door empty-handed. Besides, that guy Xiao Mao had to give him something anyway.

But in the morning I didn’t know where to buy fruit in Zhenxin Town.

After thinking for a while, Yan Ming thought that there seemed to be a lot of precious medicinal materials collected in the ancient forest in his space backpack. Although Dr. Omu was not a cultivator, for him who was also passionate about scientific research, these precious materials were inevitable. Gifts, and I have collected enough myself, so this is not bad.

As for Xiao Mao, the few spare energy cubes he made before are enough.

After making up his mind, Yan Ming picked at the Charizard's back for a while, then put it in a thermal box, and then signaled the Charizard to fly towards the Damu Research Institute.

Charizard is not unfamiliar with the road to Damu Research Institute. Charizard also likes Dr. Damu. Although he is usually a bit funny, slovenly and unreliable, he is the only one who can't be trusted except Yan Ming and everyone. , Charizard's favorite person.

The fire-breathing dragon flew very fast, but Yan Ming felt very comfortable on his back. He couldn't help but close his eyes and quietly enjoy the feeling of the breeze.

After a while, Yan Ming saw Dr. Omu's research room.

"Still the same as before..."

Charizard flew to the door of Dr. Oak's research room and stopped.

Yan Ming glanced at the familiar building, jumped off the back of the fire-breathing dragon, and rang the doorbell of the research room.

After a while, the door was slowly opened.

Dr. Omu, who was wearing a white coat and was somewhat thin, appeared in front of Yan Ming. He noticed Yan Ming's appearance at a glance, and looked at Yan Ming with a bit of appreciation and satisfaction.

"Xiaoyan, you're finally here. It's been a while since I last saw you. You've grown a lot taller."

When Dr. Omu said this, Yan Ming was slightly stunned. He didn't notice that he had grown taller, but he didn't pay too much attention to it now. Instead, he nodded and handed the prepared box to Dr. Omu.

"Dr. Omu, long time no see. These are some materials I collected in the ancient forest. I think you may be able to use them."

Hearing Yan Ming's smile, Dr. Omu raised his eyebrows slightly and suddenly became interested, looking at the box in Yan Ming's hand.

He also knew about the ancient forest in Kanto where danger and opportunity coexisted. Many materials in it were good things that were difficult to find in the outside world. He had long wanted to go there, but it was a little far away from Zhenxin Town, and the nearest Several years of experiments and the updating of information on elves in various places were delayed, so it never came to fruition.

Dr. Omu did not underestimate the vision of Yan Ming, a young cultivator. Although he didn't care, the materials that Yan Ming sent out were not much different.

Just some time ago, an old friend sent a batch of experimental materials, which needed some energy-containing substances to be mixed.

"Okay, Xiaoyan, I know you are a reliable kid. It just so happens that I need a batch of materials during this time, and you are in luck."

Dr. Ohki said with a smile, appearing to be in a good mood.

"That's good, I've prepared some amplifying flowers and plants that contain ice and fire attributes. In addition, I think Dr. Omu, you may need a blender. I also prepared some small oxygen flowers and small hydrogen grass, which can be used to make a milder blender. .”

Yan Ming said this and walked into the research institute under the guidance of Dr. Omu.

"I see, these medicinal materials you mentioned should have some special properties, right?"

Yan Ming nodded slightly.

"Well, the material containing ice properties is the Lengyou Fruit formed from the precious material called Lengyou Flower. Its improvement to the elves and its energy concentration cannot be underestimated."

"good."

Dr. Ohmu nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

He does understand that the fruit that can only be produced in this underworld growth environment is indeed a very precious material.

This kind of flower is rare and rare, suitable for ice elves.

Yan Ming also saw that Dr. Omu was very interested in these flowers and fruits. After thinking about it, he took out the special cold cake he had stored.

This is an unexpected product of his research on the combination of food and energy materials, and it tastes pretty good.

"Dr. Omu, this is a cake I made using the leaves of Lengyouguo. It can cool down and relieve heat, and warm up the spirit. Try it."

Yan Ming took out the cold cake and put it on the table, then looked at Dr. Omu.

Looking at the pastry carved into lace, Dr. Ohki was shocked. He saw that the pastry was all cold white. If you look carefully, you can find the thin ice crystal film on the surface of the pastry, which looks like a cage. A veil is looming, covering it like soft snow velvet falling randomly, and sometimes wisps of cold air come out, making it look fairy-like.

Dr. Omu is also not polite. He is also looking forward to Yan Ming's cold cake. He has long heard that brat Xiao Mao talking about Xiao Yan's cooking skills every day. It made him extremely curious, as he knew his grandson's picky character.

He directly stretched out his fingers to twist a piece of cold cake and put it into his hand. He held it lightly and waited for a little bit of air-conditioning to make it cool.

Dr. Omu's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but eat a cold cake. It was indeed something made by Xiaoyan, and it was indeed unique.

It melts in the mouth, sweet and soft, with a hint of coolness, constantly flowing on the tip of the tongue, moisturizing the mouth, making the entire mouth cool, but not that cold, just refreshing.

Dr. Ohki couldn't help but eat three pills in a row.

"Dr. Omu, how does this cold cake taste?"

Seeing the intoxicated expression on Dr. Omu's face, Yan Ming was also in a happy mood. After all, seeing this, his skills were probably not in vain.

"Well, it's delicious, Xiaoyan, your cooking is great."

Dr. Omu had a satisfied look on his face. He kept writing with his hand and praised, obviously very excited.

Seeing this, Yan Ming scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"As long as you like it, Dr. Omu."

At this moment, there was a sudden rush of footsteps from upstairs. Before Yan Ming could react, his eyes blurred. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Yan Ming always felt something strange. Something scurried past.

But before Yan Ming could think about it, he felt a heavy weight on his side. He turned around and saw Xiao Mao, who was wearing pajamas, rushing out from nowhere. He was leaning on Yan Ming's shoulder with one hand and another hand on Yan Ming's shoulder. He wolfed down the cold cakes on the table and stuffed them into his mouth.

I don't know if it was because Yan Ming was dazzled, but very quickly, a pile of eight pieces of Lengyou cake disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

Xiao Mao had a look of relief on his face, then he hit Yan Ming on the head and said angrily.

"Well, Xiaoyan, you guys are finally here, but you've been waiting for me to death. Do you know what I've been eating here while waiting for you! Noodles, instant noodles, or instant noodles! I'm almost here It’s grown into instant noodles!”

Yan Ming was hit on the head inexplicably and was in a daze. Hearing this, he couldn't help but look at Xiao Mao with a face of shame as he continued to talk.

Isn't there something wrong with your style of painting... And you just keep talking and hit me hard. The key is Xiaomao, can you please stop pressing my shoulders? Don't you know you are very heavy!

"Cough cough!"

Seeing such a funny scene, Dr. Omu couldn't help but interrupt.

Interrupted by Dr. Omu's slightly serious voice, Xiao Mao also straightened his posture, and then looked at Dr. Omu, who had a black line on his face.

Dr. Omu looked at the lookless precious grandson in front of him, and then at the pastry crumbs still around Xiao Mao's mouth. For some reason, he felt an urge not to see Xiao Mao again.

Xiao Mao followed Dr. Omu's line of sight and found out about the remaining pastry crumbs, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his handsome face.

"Sorry, Grandpa... I missed Xiao Yan too much, so I got a little excited..."

After saying that, Xiao Mao reached out and grabbed Yan Ming who was sitting there, put his arms around Yan Ming's destiny neck, and acted as if he was in a good mood.

Dr. Oki: "..."

Yan Ming pushed Xiao Mao away with a black look on his face. He understood that this guy must not have taken his medicine in the morning.