Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

"Grandma, where does the fruit of life grow?"

Irene, covered in grass and leaves, emerged from the bushes and complained to her grandmother with an unhappy look on her face: "I searched the woods behind our house but couldn't find it."

She was only 10 years old at the time, and was just a tiny thing that reached knee height.

The summer breeze was warm and gentle, and her grandmother, who was almost as tall as her, was sitting on a swing surrounded by morning glories.

In the setting sun, her face looks more like a sister to Irene, with the tranquility of mountains and flowing water, and a deep smile in her eyes that includes the rise and fall of the four seasons.

"My little Irene, that is the best gift in the world. How can I let you find it so easily~"

Grandmother's voice was like a gentle breeze blowing through the forest. She flapped her fairy wings that shed light dust and came to Irene.

Her fingers brushed across her face that was scratched by the branches, gently erasing the light red marks. The grandmother stroked her little head and kissed her cheek, "Little Irene must grow up to be mature enough to accept the world's love for you."

"The fruit of life will appear."

"So what does it look like? I can learn about the encyclopedia of plants! Mom said that as long as we analyze the shape of the leaves and the plant, we can determine the latitude of growth."

“Maybe in less than ten years, I’ll find it!”

Smart Irene clenched her little fists, full of confidence and spirit. As long as she set a goal, she would accomplish it!

"Hahaha~" The grandmother laughed like a little girl's silver bell, "In that case, little Irene can only become a botanist, and the fruit of life will play hide-and-seek with you~"

"When you pull away the leaves, it is hanging on the branches. When you look up, it grows among the roots."

“It’s right there, but you’re always just barely able to see it.”

"What on earth is this?" Ghost? Mirror magic? Irene had never heard of such a strange thing! "Is it hiding from me?"

"It is love, the love of the world for the goblins."

"This is not about avoiding it. You don't have to look for it, because one day it will naturally appear in front of you."

"I tasted it in a wild flower. Your father tasted it in a berry. It is the fruit and gift of life, when you need it... The moment you taste it, you will know it all."

"That is the most gentle thing..."

Grandma's radiant smile gradually faded, and Irene found herself from the complex and vast ocean of thoughts, with endless green all around her.

Life...fruit, yes, why must it be a fruit?

It can be any form in nature; what really matters is the feeling conveyed by that form...

The taste in my mouth is indescribable, just like the group of guys dancing around the pot.

Uncle Andrew held his face and shouted shyly, Di Matthew was shaking his head, Kasu Diamond was squatting, staring and punching left and right, Julie closed her eyes and waved in the air, and Piccolo twisted on the ground like a caterpillar...

It’s not that they are crazy, but the impact is too strong and they have to vent it through actions!

The body has already made subconscious movements on its own.

But none of this was as strong as what Irene was feeling! Every feeling she had experienced since coming into the world flashed through her mind one by one.

Joy, surprise, fear, anger...

Feel the warmth or heat of the sun, the cold and beauty of ice and snow...

The satisfaction of achievement, the confusion of seeking alone, the yearning for mystery, the sublimation of the soul, regret, loneliness...

And parting...meeting...ending...beginning...

Sight, hearing, smell, touch, all merged with memory and released at this moment! It formed a shape that belonged completely to her, a shape called Irene.

So that's it. Irene completely understood the love that her grandmother described, the boundless love that the world and the universe had for her.

It is a miracle born from this body, all the adversities, trials, tolerance and acceptance...

"It's just me."

Irene opened her eyes and smiled with a sparkling, clear and joyful smile, "I finally got to know myself."

This destined gift, awakened by the soul of nature transmitted through the fairy blood, narrates the beautiful poem that the world has prepared for her, so clearly!

"Uh..." Fan Wei held the spoon, completely dumbfounded.

He scooped up a spoonful and put it into his mouth, squinting his eyes and enjoying the drink. He shuddered all over and smacked his lips, mumbling to himself, "It's just simply delicious."

He lowered his head to look at Clara who had taken a bite. The girl was hugging him tightly, as if she wanted to strangle him to death.

Such a strong hug made Fan Wei a little breathless.

"Thank you~" Irene's lethargy was swept away, and her skin even had a faint glow. This was the special temperament brought to her by the overflowing magic power and the revival of fairy blood.

She looked at Misr Fan, her eyes sparkling with light, "Thank you for helping me find the 'fruit of life'."

"Then, what is that?"

Somewhat doubting his own IQ's decline, Fan Wei felt that everyone's words were so difficult to understand today. However, this dish was a perfect blend of Irene's style, so it was normal for her to like it.

"Great! I want to drink more!" Dima Xiu raised his hands and shouted as if he was drunk.

They have finished what was just made in the pot.

"It is indeed a 'dangerous' drink." Kasuyi, who had just recovered from his stiff state, breathed a sigh of relief. "It contains an extremely rich life energy that resonates in a way that is close to the essence."

"It was so intense that I couldn't control my emotions. It was like I had heard some magnificent music or realized a long-cherished wish. It was even stronger than that!"

“But after I stopped, although my body was very satisfied, I always felt a little empty inside.”

"Maybe too much is as bad as too little." Fan Wei nodded and commented: "The soul also has ups and downs. After the big waves, it is inevitable that there will be a low tide, so it is very important to stay calm."

Everyone believes this, after all, Misl Fan has the determination of a "wooden" man.

"What a shame. I originally wanted to put it in the store as a drink, but if it's too stimulating, it can only be taken out at banquets like alcohol."

As a drink, this bowl of grass jelly is indeed too strong. After all, it is a gift for one person alone.

"I like it very much." There seemed to be many little stars twinkling in Irene's eyes.

"Not only has my magic power exhaustion been eliminated, but my strength has also increased to a certain extent! I didn't expect that you could really make the most powerful magic power replenishing food!"

While savoring the miracle, she cared more about the person who created the miracle.

How did he realize this love of nature and pass it into his own hands?

"Thank you. Thank you. After all, I am a little genius~" Fan Wei grinned, "But the supplement effect may only be effective for you, after all, it is made especially for you."

The reason why it can be so full of magic power is that this dish is completely suitable for Irene, and the others can only play a normal role.

"Please do more, Van! We can't wait any longer."

The roars of the foodies were still as energetic as ever. Fan Wei was impressed by their strong appetites. He was almost full after just one bowl.

Fortunately, there are mountains of raw materials, so it’s no problem to make as much as you want.

"Gulu—Gulu—"

"Wow---"

After everyone had eaten several pots of refreshing grass powder jelly to replenish their bodies' nutrients and satisfy their cravings, they began to discuss the issue of breaking out.

There is more than one bulbous monster nearby, at least a dozen or so, scattered in all directions. If you fly in the air, you will definitely be targeted by them again. The only option is to advance on the ground.

But the situation is no longer so dire.

Irene, who has recovered to her full potential and even improved, will demonstrate the terrifying firepower of a magician!