Calamity Crown

By the time Goethe returned to the mine tent again, it was already late at night.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. The northern border has just entered July, and the heat is receding rapidly. The cool wind is blowing, blowing the tents, and the banners are fluttering.

Goethe immediately released [Spirit of Blood Raven] to investigate the surroundings.

At the same time, the crows around the camp quickly gathered and became the best sentry.

While doing all this, Goethe felt a strange feeling in his heart, almost instinctively, and he looked at the 'Mad King's Ring'——

A layer of mist suddenly appeared in the night sky, which was darker and deeper than the night sky.

Faint, gray mist, like a veil, suspended on the surface of the seven stars.

Then, they all gathered on the star at the bottom and the middle.

The star that represented Goethe's just leaving the 'secret realm' lit up for a moment, and although it immediately returned to its original state, a burst of 'vitality' appeared in the dimness.

It's like a bud that is actively breaking out of the ground.

['Secret Realm' is being upgraded...]

[Judgment passed! 】

[Determining the holder of the 'key' to speed up the progress of the world and help the world to complete the upgrade, the judgment is in progress...]

[Judgment passed! 】

[The holder of the 'key' gains a trace of 'power of the world'! 】

['World Power' is fused with the holder of the 'Key', judging...]

...

Woo! Woo!

There seems to be a horn echoing in the ears.

Goethe stared in a trance, and saw a group of tall "people" wearing animal skins, holding sticks and stone weapons, chasing monsters hundreds of meters high. Fly, one by one powerful.

The monster hundreds of meters high was thrown to the ground amidst howls.

Everyone swarmed up and shared it.

Bones make better weapons.

Flesh is the best nourishment.

And the scarlet-stained fur became the best swaddle for the descendants of humans.

Whoa whoa whoa!

Amidst the powerful cries, Goethe's bewildered eyes emerged, a hairy face, and he smiled happily, holding Goethe high above his head.

Not only him, but everyone raised their children above their heads.

Then--

Hoo, hoo, hoo!

In bursts of breath that seemed to be thundering, a huge shadow covered the sky.

Bear!

The giant bear that can shake the ground with every step appeared in Goethe's vision.

The giant bear looked at the babies being lifted high above their heads, and raised its mountain-like bear paws and gently placed them in front of each baby.

Like a blessing.

Like joy.

No harm.

Goethe saw it clearly.

However, he didn't care about it.

because……

The monster skin that wrapped him was so delicious!

It is obviously flesh and blood, but it has a sense of fragrance!

Goethe struggled with all his strength to get out of the swaddling arm, stretched out his hand, grabbed a piece of blood that was still stained on it, and put it in his mouth.

It melts in your mouth!

Soft and fragrant!

It's the smell of meat!

But it was better than any piece of meat in Goethe's memory!

cluck cluck!

Goethe couldn't help laughing cheerfully, and the giant bear was immediately attracted by the laughter.

It looked down at Goethe, and a human smile appeared on the huge bear's face.

Then he raised his bear paw to Goethe.

The baby-like Goethe ignored it, raising his arms in search of more meat.

But the lord raised Goethe's arm abruptly, allowing that little hand to touch the bear's paw that was so huge that it blocked the sky.

The next moment, the text appeared——

[Judgment passed! 】

[The 'key' holder completes the essential mutation! 】

['Key' holder 'Human' is promoted to 'Human (Black Iron)'! 】

[Humanity (Black Iron): In the depths of your soul, there is still a trace of longevity traits hidden. When this trace of world power merges with you, the remaining traits are stimulated, and you become smarter and can grasp it in an instant. More skills, you can also have a stronger and faster body than others, and you can even have some special talents that your ancestors relied on-although you can't do things as miraculous as longevity species, but you can Possesses talents beyond the reach of ordinary people! 】

[Effect 1: Heart +0.5, Skill +3, Body +3]

[Effect 2: Volibear's Breathing Method Improvement]

...

Goethe came back to his senses in a little confusion.

just now

familiar!

throbbing from the soul.

eager!

From the source of the blood.

Goethe, who seemed to have experienced everything himself, sat there without moving. After more than ten minutes, he let out a long breath and said to himself with regret: "What does that monster taste like? You only eat it." I took a sip, but I didn't taste the flavor!"

The picture of involuntary predation resurfaced in Goethe's mind again.

He twitched his nose!

He seemed to smell it!

good smell!

It is the aroma of the meat after being carefully cooked, spread on the cheese, and sprinkled with seaweed.

Goethe almost followed the trend and entered Sheila's tent.

"what are you doing?"

"Get out!"

"Tell you, there are no cheese ribs here!"

Sheila put her hands behind her back and shouted loudly.

Goethe walked to Shira's side with a smile on his face, raised his hand and picked up a piece of cheese ribs hidden behind her, put it in his mouth, and chewed it, including the bone and the meat.

"Um, um, no."

"tasty!"

Goethe said vaguely, but his hands didn't stop. He picked up a cheese rib again, looked at the slightly thin cheese on it, and put it back again. After wrapping it in a thick layer, he put it in with satisfaction. into the mouth.

Cheese is an amazing thing.

When the milky fragrance erupts in the mouth, accompanied by that peculiar taste, it will always make people smile.

Not to mention wrapped around the meat.

The ribs have been carefully processed, sweet and sour.

Especially the piece he chose, which is full of crispy bones. Once the taste comes up, it is a burst of triple taste.

Cheese, meat, crispy bones.

There is a clear distinction between Wei and Wei, but there is a slight fusion.

because……

Shredded seaweed!

The crisp seaweed should be inconspicuous, but the light salty-sweet taste enhances the taste of the cheese ribs itself, and the crispness makes the three tastes indistinguishable from each other, as if they are closer to each other, and they are completely integrated.

But if you taste it carefully, there is a difference.

Undoubted chef craftsmanship.

"Save some for me!"

Seeing that Goethe picked up another piece of cheese ribs, Shila became impatient, and began to put her head on Goethe's chest, and opened her mouth to spread the cheese ribs into her mouth, but she had a small mouth and her posture was not right, so she just ate a piece Just stuck.

Goethe unhurriedly put the remaining two pieces into his mouth, and then raised his hand to pat Sheila on the back.

Snapped!

cough cough!

The stuck ribs spit out.

"I saved your life, and the ribs are my thanks."

Goethe said so.

Sheila was on the verge of crying.

He looked at Goethe, then at the ribs on the ground, and finally, under Goethe's shocked eyes, he picked up the ribs and rinsed them with water before putting them in his mouth again.

Goethe inexplicably felt that Shila in front of him was like a stray dog ​​picking up food from the ground.

This made him can't help but reflect on whether he had done too much just now.

until--

"Hey hey."

Sheila let out a series of strange laughs.

Moreover, this strange laughter was directed at Goethe.

Immediately, Goethe frowned.

“I spit on the cheese ribs!”

Shira said with her arms crossed.

call!

Goethe was inexplicably relieved, he thought that Shira had put medicine in the food - of course, this is not the point, the point is that he didn't taste it... eh, bluffing?

Goethe thought to himself, stood up, and walked towards Shira step by step.

"What are you doing?"

"Tell you, don't mess around!"

"This is a barracks!"

Shira backed away in a panic, and quickly shrank into a corner.

And Goethe?

She raised her hand and pinched Sheila's cheek, and after pinching the baby's slightly fat face into two small holes, Sheila's mouth opened a small slit, and then she opened her mouth and moved forward——

Pooh!

Then, Goethe let go of his palm.

Sheila's face turned red.

Red to the roots of the ears.

But immediately, it became white again.

Pale, pale.

"Goethe, you bastard, I... vomit!"

Before she finished cursing, Sheila rushed out of the tent and vomited profusely.

After a full quarter of an hour, Sheila came back wiping her tears.

"I didn't spit on the cheese ribs!"

"I know!"

"Then you still spit in my mouth?!"

Sheila's eyes widened.

"Have you tasted it?"

Goethe rolled his eyes.

Sheila was taken aback, babbled and babbled, and thought about it again, it seemed that she really didn't taste it.

Suddenly, a naive smile appeared on his face.

Also heaved a long sigh of relief.

"so far so good!"

"I thought I tasted your saliva... eh?"

"Ah, my ribs!"

Sheila crouched there holding her head in bewilderment.

Muttering incessantly——

"I begged Grandpa Tree all afternoon, and Grandpa Tree gave it to me!"

"I spit it out just like that!"

"It's all your fault!"

Sila bared her teeth at Goethe as she muttered, like a whalebill with its wings outstretched to ram someone.

like that...

Too stupid.

Grandpa Tree?

It should be the teacher on the other side who used a reasonable excuse to make trouble for Qian, right?

It's just such an excuse, isn't it a bit of a suspicion of cheating a fool?

Well……

Seems like a fool.

Is it just Sierra's case?

Goethe frowned slightly.

Is Sheila an idiot?

Sometimes it is.

Sometimes not.

Is it a special case?

The other party's teacher doesn't look like a malicious person.

only……

What is this worry about?

It should be the worry of being a friend, right?

Goethe emphasized in his heart, but his figure involuntarily walked out of the camp and came to the open space where Xila practiced skills during the day.

He was waiting silently.

A moment later, a figure wrapped in a black cloak appeared in front of his eyes.

The appearance of the other party was quite sudden, as if it appeared out of thin air.

Then, without saying a word, he raised his hand and punched Goethe in the stomach.

The punch was fast and accurate.

But, not cruel.

It seems to be to give Goethe a punch, and then...

Spit it out!