Green Monster Epic

"I've made a spectacle of myself! !"

While greeting Briken and the other two demigods, Alan exchanged glances with the other powerhouses around him, waving his hand with a friendly expression, and slowly sat on the golden throne in the square that had been empty for many years but was still dazzling.

"Not at all. Being able to witness Your Excellency Alan's heroic bearing with our own eyes, even if we had to pay for tickets to see such a wonderful battle a few more times, I'm afraid no one would be unwilling! !"

"That's right! !"

"Exactly… …"

Briken and the others joked with Alan, and the surrounding group echoed their sentiments, creating a seemingly harmonious atmosphere. However, Alan knew that the hearts of these envoys, now all smiles, were actually far from calm. Some of them were probably already scheming about how to cooperate with the Temple's next actions and scrape a layer of oil from the Green Field Tribe, this piece of fat meat! !

Hundreds of thousands of lower-class people in the city might be confused by Alan's explanations, and perhaps have some doubts about the sudden and abruptly ended senseless slaughter between the Temple and the Green Field Tribe, but that's about as far as it goes.

However, the representatives of the wilderness tribes on the hilltop are knowledgeable and have a much broader perspective than the ordinary people below. How could they be persuaded by Alan's excuses?

If the secret of Alan embarking on that path was previously limited to a small circle of influence, then after this incident, his secret will no longer be a secret.

"The thirty-year agreement has also expired today. I believe that the most important purpose for everyone present to come to Green Lake City this time, besides attending my tribe's cooking competition, is still the promise I made to the various tribes back then! !"

After a round of pleasantries, Alan didn't mince words and went straight to the point: "I can tell you all some good news here, and that is that the promise I made thirty years ago should not be broken! !"

"The mature master-level magic cuisine recipe, after my constant research over these thirty years, has been finalized.

Moreover, I have also had the children in my tribe create a set of seven recipes with different attributes in advance. After the competition, the Oak Trade Union will sell them throughout the Ferman world."

"Everyone is a member of my Mansha Alliance, so naturally, you don't need to purchase through the Oak Trade Union.

You can now report to Albard, and through him, each tribe can obtain a set of seven recipes. The price will also be lower than the Oak Trade Union's. I have asked Albard to give you an 80% discount."

"However, if the families behind you want to buy them, then you will have to wait until the Oak Trade Union starts selling them. Please forgive me! !"

"After all, free or low-priced recipes are often not cherished, and cannot let my thirty years of hard work go to waste. Everyone agrees, right? ?"

In order to win people's hearts and stabilize the emotions of the various wilderness tribes in the future, Alan very simply threw out his own value.

Walking the path to becoming a god is ultimately a forbidden path in the Ferman world.

If the Temple really wants to take this opportunity to attack him, how many of the wilderness tribes would follow the Temple's armed forces?

"That's for sure. There's no such thing as a free lunch in the world."

Ya Lian nodded and replied calmly.

"However, besides these recipes, it seems that Your Excellency Alan also promised other conditions to the alliance. I wonder… …"

"Since I have personally appeared today, it means that I will abide by the agreement. Starting from today, I will provide the alliance with ten master-level dishes within thirty years.

Now I can start preparing and cooking."

"As long as everyone prepares the corresponding ingredients, spices, and plants, and gives me half a year, I am 60% confident that I can cook two master-level dishes first and hand them over to the alliance for disposal and distribution! !"

Alan's straightforwardness exceeded Briken and Ya Lian's expectations. After their eyes met briefly, they separated again.

"You are only making two dishes. How can our alliance of more than a hundred members distribute them?"

Briken pretended to be dissatisfied and began to bargain with Alan. He even felt that the reason Alan only agreed to cook two dishes was because they were the only two demigod pillars present today.

"Your Excellency Briken, you should understand after watching so many magic cooking competitions that magic cooking is also a technical job. The higher the level, the lower the probability of success! !"

Alan remained unmoved. The reason he could so readily agree to cook two finished dishes to hand over today was because the master-level cuisine recipe still only had a reputation but no real evidence.

If he wanted the alliance to favor his tribe or remain neutral in the possible turmoil that followed, he had to show the alliance the value of this magic cuisine.

"The reason I said half a year is also because I don't have enough confidence myself to succeed in one cooking, so I have made a time allowance in advance! !"

"Thinking about the fact that I have devoted my heart to cooking for these thirty years, and the master-level dishes that have truly been completed are only seven or eight, and most of them are barely successful defective products, then you should have a clearer understanding of the difficulty involved, right?"

Of course, saying that the effects of magic cuisine have not been proven so far is not entirely correct. In the past thirty years, two legendary powerhouses have suddenly emerged from the Green Field Tribe, and the intelligence systems of various tribes stationed in the Green Field Tribe have also discovered many excellent legendary seeds.

It is obviously impossible to say that Alan's master-level cuisine has not contributed to this.

"Hehe he ~ ~"

Briken and Ya Lian both wore perfunctory smiles on their faces, with a sense of dissatisfaction. However, they couldn't ask for anything more, after all, according to the consensus reached between Alan and the alliance, his current performance of the agreement was already very sincere.

"Chief Alan, whatever you say."

"However, I have also prepared two other master-level dishes and handed them over to the Oak Trade Union's auction house. After the competition's award ceremony, they will be auctioned off as the finale to all the guests who came to participate in the competition this year.

If you are interested, you must hurry up and check your reserves! !"

"This can also be regarded as an apology gift for frightening everyone before. I hope you will like it! !"

You can't catch a dire wolf without letting go of your cub.

Since he wanted to prove his value and throw out a weighty bait to lure the alliance members, he couldn't keep all the benefits to himself.

Originally, he didn't intend to take out the dishes cooked at Fort Fate to share with other tribes, but now the situation has changed too quickly, so he can only reluctantly part with these dishes and use them as his bargaining chips.

"You should have said so sooner! ! !"

Briken and Ya Lian exchanged glances and shouted in a great mood.

The various forces below were also talking to each other and restless, obviously also tempted.

However, many of them also knew in their hearts that even if the Green Field Tribe threw out these few master-level dishes, they would not be qualified to obtain them, and it would only benefit the other large forces in the alliance.

But what Alan wanted was this kind of effect. Only by letting people see the value and effect of these dishes, and at the same time letting those weak tribes with a lack of legendary successors see the reality clearly, would they re-choose for their own interests.

Only then would he have the opportunity to strengthen his own camp and gain more support.