Broad World

In the end, Henry did not extinguish the bonfire, but instead cast a fourth-level magic "Leomond Sanctuary". After chanting the mantra for several minutes, a solid hut with a length of six meters and a width of six meters rose from the ground, wrapping up the temporary campsite tightly, preventing even a ray of light and heat from leaking out.

It's a standard travel spell, one of many created by Greyhawk's world-renowned mage Leomond, and spread throughout the multiverse. Calculated according to the duration of each spell level for two hours, the hut can exist for three and a half days, enough for everyone to have a good hot meal and a good night's sleep.

After all, since the underground labyrinth of the Arcatraz, they have been maintaining a high level of mental tension, and then experienced intense naval battles and passed through the dangerous sahuagin city. Now they are at the end of their strength and exhausted to death.

Especially the three of Aberdare, Jasila and Minsk have been tortured for a long time. Although the superficial wounds have been healed, there are still many hidden diseases in the body, such as severe malnutrition, and internal organ function. weak. They now urgently need a few days to recuperate so that their bodies can return to normal.

Everyone sat around the bonfire and watched Henry take out many ingredients such as potatoes, onions, sausages, bacon, dried bracken, etc. from the dimension bag, and then washed and peeled them one by one and threw them into the pot. The simple barbecue grill started to grill sausages, and after a while, the tempting aroma filled the whole room.

For people who have been adventuring in the wild for a long time, it is not easy to have a hot meal, and it is rare to see such a rich meal like today. After all, in many cases, fire is not allowed to ensure safety. It was cold and hard to chew. It can even be used as a weapon of dry hard bread. The richer guy can add a piece of jerky at most. Not only is it easy to damage the teeth, but it is also difficult to digest in the stomach.

This is the true portrayal of the life of most adventurers, eating the worst food, sleeping on a natural bed (sleeping on the ground must be natural), and even spending the night in the pouring rain when unlucky, if you are not careful If you catch a cold, you are likely to die during the journey.

Doing the math, it has been more than ten years since Henry came to this world. Since he has been devoting his main energy to magic research, he has never cooked a real delicacy on earth so far. But today he decided to show his hand and open the eyes of these soil turtles who dare to stuff anything into their mouths.

Soon, a lump of cured beef was cut into small pieces by a sharp dagger and thrown into the pot, put onion, ginger and a small amount of pepper and thrown into a new pot to simmer slowly, and then the potatoes were peeled and cut into pieces and thrown in together After ten minutes, the rich aroma overwhelmed the chowder next to it.

Aberdair swallowed and asked, "My God! Why does this dish smell so good?"

"That's right, I can't bear it anymore, let's eat." Korgan also hurriedly echoed. His two small mung bean eyes kept staring into the pot, and he almost fell into it.

"Wait a few more minutes. I'll just put these side dishes in." Henry stood up and poured the prepared tomatoes and onions into the pot together, and added some salt at the same time.

A very simple beef stew with potatoes. It may be commonplace on Earth, but no one has done it here. Because tomato is a crop of Maztec Continent, very few are grown in Faerun Continent, and it is a luxury such as ornamental flowers, which is impossible for ordinary people to touch.

Five minutes later, when the lid was lifted again, the inside of the pot showed a bright red and yellow color, which seemed to whet the appetite. Henry picked up a small piece of beef with a spoon, tasted it raw and cooked, and then nodded to the eager foodies: "It's time to eat."

Aberdare, who was already hungry, grabbed the spoon and filled a large bowl for himself without saying a word. It was not too hot, and he stuffed it into his mouth with dry rusk. Korgan and Minsk's eating habits were not much better either, they both belonged to the wild beast style, they didn't use spoons at all, they grabbed them directly with their hands.

In contrast, the eating behaviors of the ladies are much more refined. While eating the food in the bowl in small bites, Aimon grabbed a sausage from the grill from time to time, and seemed to have a soft spot for sausages. Fei De especially liked another pot of bracken chowder, and he couldn't get enough of it after drinking two bowls in one go.

"What is this kind of sweet and sour red plant? Why do I seem to have never seen it before?" Jasila asked, staring at the boiled tomato in the spoon.

Henry quickly swallowed the food and explained: "Tomato, the fruit of a vine, is very nutritious, and it is not difficult to grow. However, this thing originated in the Maztec continent, and people on the Faerun continent have not yet Realizing its value, very few people grow it."

He was now at last tasting the consequences of overusing the power of creation. The food that should be delicious has no taste at all in the mouth, just like chewing wax. The taste is simply indescribable. If it wasn't for the fact that the body needed food so I was holding back, I'm afraid I would spit it out as soon as I took it in.

The careful Viconia noticed Henry's slightly painful expression when he chewed, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you? Does the food not suit your taste?"

"No, this is a dish I like to eat very much, but because I used some kind of force just now, I can't taste any taste in my mouth at all." Henry frowned again, trying to hold back the spitting out ( Desire to swallow the food.

"Permanent?" Viconia asked curiously.

Henry smiled wryly and shook his head: "Temporarily, it will return to normal in twenty-four hours."

Hearing that it was not permanent, Viconia didn't ask any more questions, and returned to the corner with the bowl to eat food in silence. After eating this meal for half an hour, everyone patted their stomachs with satisfaction as the last bit of soup was consumed, and fell asleep in a random place in the house, and soon there were shouts one after another .

The continuous fierce battles had exhausted all their physical strength, and they all fell into deep sleep within a few seconds of closing their eyes. Even the energetic hamster Boo Boo stopped moving and lay on Minsk's shoulder. Dozed off.

Henry did not rest immediately like his teammates, but took out a few tender skins of the belly of the ancient red dragon from the dimension bag. Ever since his mage level reached forty-two, he has been wanting to sort out the spells transcribed into the system and make a real "book of a thousand spells".

You must know that most mages in Faerun have very few spells, generally speaking, there are no more than twenty spells. The leader of the Zhentarim, the legendary mage Mansong, only has about a hundred spells. This shows how precious magic is.

How can I get more spells as quickly as possible? Many wise scholars will tell you that becoming a missionary mage is the only way. The current god of mages, Azuth, once held this position when he was still a mortal. Many people simply think that the preaching mage is the most powerful spellcaster in Faerun, which shows how attractive this position is.

Of course, assuming this position comes with corresponding responsibilities. Just like its name, the missionary mage was established to better spread magic knowledge, spellcasting skills, alchemy techniques, and a series of things related to magic. But due to the greed of human nature, mages who hold this position usually don't live long.

Because the preaching mage is the only one, at the same time, there can only be one preaching mage on the entire Faerun continent. How can one become a missionary mage? It's very simple, just defeat the incumbent in a spell duel. It is precisely because of this rule that countless ambitious guys have stepped forward, blood staining this supposedly respectable position, and many rational mages have refused to become preaching mages.

In the death records of missionary mages, it is difficult for most people to live for more than two years after obtaining this position. There was even an unlucky guy named Kosas Muriel who was killed in less than a day. It can be seen how fierce the battle was.

It is precisely because of this that Azuth, the god of mages, has slightly changed the rules in recent years, and does not allow challengers who kill current preaching mages to inherit this title. However, fair spell duels are still allowed, which means that although the life of the missionary mage is guaranteed, he still has to deal with countless challengers.

Henry never thought of becoming a preaching mage of the goddess of magic and the god of mages. Although he can get a lot of benefits, which is not inferior to most voters, there are too many things to deal with. Just a large number of challengers is enough. It can break your nerves.

Through the accumulation of these years, and the fact that the system does not have page restrictions like ordinary spell books, the number of magic spells he has mastered now exceeds 370, many of which are secret spells, that is, the ones that have no spells at all. A spell that the second person knows. In terms of quantity alone, it can definitely be ranked in the top ten on the continent of Faerun, and even the voters of the goddess of magic may not be able to surpass it.

Of course, there are not many that can really be applied in actual combat, only less than a quarter or even less. After all, the number of spell slots is limited, so there must be a trade-off, and some of them have never been used since they were copied.

There is a saying that well-prepared mages are invincible, and even the gods can't do anything to them.

During the confrontation with Joan Irenicus, Henry obviously felt that he was not prepared enough, so he planned to make a piece of artifact, and copied all the magic and magic techniques he had mastered into it one by one. Whatever is directly stimulated saves time and effort.

However, it is very difficult to make such a powerful magic item. The materials alone have to be carefully selected, and the whole process has to consume a lot of gold coins and gems. It is conservatively estimated that the cost price is at least hundreds of thousands or even millions of gold coins. .

After many considerations, he finally chose to use the softest leather from the belly of the ancient red dragon as the page, the wing bones of the demon lord as the spine, and the cover to wrap the scalp of Balor, and finally use dragon blood and star It can be said that just taking out these materials can scare people to death, and almost all of them are above the legendary level.

Just do it, the determined Henry quietly took out a table, began to carefully handle various materials, and devoted himself to the production of this magic item destined to be recorded in the annals of history... (to be continued. .)

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