Green Monster Epic

Covered in dust, Todd's adventurer team finally emerged from the deep mountains and forests with bulging loot, reaching the wide trade route connecting Muer Fortress and Green Lake City.

Once here, there would basically be no danger. Even thieves and bandits, forces that were perpetually present in the wilderness, found it difficult to survive here because the Green Field Tribe had regular cavalry patrols along the trade route every day to maintain order.

Travelers passing by, or adventurers who wanted to try their luck in the relatively safe areas around the trade route and collect useful herbs, were not uncommon after entering the safe zone of the trade route.

Adventurer teams like Todd's, which looked like they had a good harvest, occasionally attracted malicious gazes from passersby, but they were all wary of the strict laws of the Northern Territory and dared not act rashly.

"Hahaha!! It's settled, after returning to Green Lake City this time, you all must treat me to the Spring Breeze Courtyard for some fun!!"

Todd, the gnome who wore a pot that could be used as a one-handed shield or a cooking utensil around his waist, had a bright smile on his face and would occasionally remind his companions of the promise they made to him.

"We know! Are you annoying or what??"

The dark elf Joanna glared at the dwarf impatiently. This guy's mind was clouded by lust.

"Aren't you just lucky?? You're so smug just because you successfully cooked your first intermediate magic dish. Don't you remember the ten or so failures before that? The wasted ingredients were worth more than this dish. You still have the nerve to ask us to treat you."

The gnoll Marcy still felt sorry for her wallet. The Spring Breeze Courtyard was a place where money flowed like water. Who knew how much this elated guy would spend once he got in there.

"That's an intermediate dish that can improve professional potential! It's clearly priced at more than two hundred gold coins in the restaurants of Green Lake City. All of our income from this adventure doesn't add up to that much!!"

Todd was happy that he had finally broken through the bottleneck of intermediate magic chef, and at the same time, he was also happy that his companions might be able to go further on their professional path because of his dish.

"That's because we killed the four-armed ape together and got the ingredients to make it!!"

"Without my skills, could those ingredients be turned into a priceless dish..."

The usual bickering made the journey back less boring, and the tense nerves from the jungle adventure relaxed as they arrived in a safe area.

Rumble ~~~~

A muffled thunder-like sound came from the distant earth, and a thick wave of dust loomed in the green-covered sky. The pedestrians on the trade route, who already knew what was happening, dodged to both sides. Before long, they saw a cavalry team wearing dark heavy armor, with even their mounts not showing a trace of skin or fur, slowly heading from Green Lake City towards Namur Fortress.

The tall and sturdy Mundo warhorses occasionally snorted, and the heavy armor on their bodies inevitably collided when their four legs moved, creating a crisp metallic sound that was not mixed with any human voices. The goblin knights riding on the tall horses looked straight ahead, exuding the aura of powerful elite warriors.

The group looked up at this army with envy. Although they often encountered such armies, they would still feel admiration and respect each time they met.

"It would be nice to join such a cavalry regiment!!"

Cliff, the seemingly honest ogre shield warrior, stared at the thick armor on the Green Field cavalry with his eyes fixed on it, muttering to himself.

"Don't even think about it. This cavalry belongs to the Bloodfire Lion Heavy Cavalry Regiment and is entirely composed of bear goblins and earth goblin warriors. Warriors of other races can hardly meet their demanding requirements."

Todd's words poured cold water on the ogre's heart, pulling his rationality back into his body: "With your conditions, if you really want to join our Thorns Allied Forces, you will most likely be assigned to the ogre brigade of the Rock Legion."

"Then... I think I'll pass."

What Cliff was looking at was the whole set of intermediate magic equipment on the cavalry warriors. He heard that as long as you joined the cavalry regiment and became a formal member, the regiment would issue it to each warrior without them having to pay extra money.

With the income of these adventurers, the money needed for such a set of armor would normally take them decades to save up even if they didn't eat or drink. It's just that such a set of armor can't be bought just with money. Without a strong foundation like the Green Field Tribe, ordinary wilderness tribes can't find channels to purchase and build them, let alone adventurers from remote tribes like them.

"Actually, the treatment of the Rock Legion is not bad. Soldiers who are officially recruited can also receive a set of standard equipment after serving for a certain number of years. Although it is not as sophisticated as the equipment of the Lion Legion knights, it is still a whole set of low-level magic equipment."

Seeing his companion's desire, Todd couldn't help but comfort him.

"What about me? If I join your army, which legion might I be selected for?"

The assassin Marcy interjected, asking with interest.

"That's hard to say. The benefits for thieves who advance to professional status depend on their position in the army. If they are just scouts in the outer intelligence gathering team, then..."

In order to keep his close partners in the Northern Territory, Todd was racking his brains. Although he was only 18 years old, he was already planning for his future.

There were more than twenty people of Todd's generation in the family. Those with outstanding talents were now high-level peak combat professionals, and the family was now trying to find opportunities for them to break through. Todd's talent among the goblins of his generation was not that good, and he was not from a direct line of the family, so the convenience he could get from the family in the future was not as glamorous as outsiders thought.

He needed to start building his connections and relationships now, creating a trusted team, and after the opportunity matured in the future, he could break away from the family, find a suitable place in the vast and fertile Green Field Plain, and establish his own manor and settlement.

The territory controlled by the Green Field Tribe was too large, and new rules were now being implemented in the wilderness. If the goblins didn't develop and occupy many places, they would be given to the migrating foreign races for nothing. Therefore, the tribe has always been happy to see its tribesmen expand new manors and villages, as long as these separated tribesmen are willing to recognize the leadership of the Green Field Tribe, pay corresponding taxes according to the scale of the manor and town, and accept management, then the tribe will retain their rights in the tribe and allow their descendants to enjoy the benefits of the tribe.

Moreover, Todd had also heard that in a few years, after the completion of the magic lock building in the desert to the north, the tribe would also open a development plan for the Tagan Desert, encouraging ambitious tribesmen to go deep into the desert to establish manors and strongholds.

Although it seems to outsiders that there is nothing in the desert, Todd, who is backed by a family of powerful officials, can judge from the family's preparations over the years and the clues revealed by the elders that the desert may be an opportunity for the goblins of their generation to develop.

Growing up listening to the legendary stories of how the great patriarch rose from obscurity and led the Green Field goblins step by step to become the largest tribe in the Northern Territory, Todd, who was still very young, had a strong ambition deep in his heart to follow his idol and show his abilities.

Todd's own strength was still weak. After returning to Green Lake City this time, he would complete the certification of his magic chef level, and with the merits he had accumulated in the God of Cookery Church before, he could apply for another divine grace, which might help him to improve to the realm of intermediate priest.

However, the priest profession was only an auxiliary one after all, and it was impossible to charge into battle on the battlefield like the great patriarch, so Todd chose to join the adventurer team, selecting and examining adventure partners step by step, until he recruited and selected the partners two years ago and formed the current adventure team.

In such a warm journey, after five days of trekking, Todd and his group finally arrived at the prosperous and majestic Green Lake City.

"You guys go to the Adventurer's Guild to turn in the mission first. I'll go to the God of Cookery Church. I'll go to the tavern to find you later."

While his teammates were queuing to pay the head tax for entering the city, Todd, who had revealed his tribal identity, turned around and said to his companions, then went straight past the soldiers guarding the city gate and walked into the city.

"Remember to bring us three bottles of healing potions and scrolls each."

His companions reminded him from behind.

"Got it!!"

While walking, Todd took out a holy emblem of the God of Cookery Church from the lining of his chest and pinned it back on his left chest. Although the God of Cookery Church had been completely legalized in the Northern Territory, and other church forces in the Northern Territory mostly ignored the believers or clergy members of the God of Cookery Church, the God of Cookery Church still told the church's priests and believers not to be too high-profile.

When Todd was adventuring and performing tasks in the wild, he would put away the holy emblem to avoid conflicts with other churches. Although Todd was very puzzled by the reason for doing so, he could only execute it since the church had made the decision, who made him a devout believer of the God of Cookery.

"Todd is back?"

"He's back."

"Todd, how was the harvest this time?"

"Thanks to the blessing of our Lord, it was not bad..."

Along the way to the southeast district where the church was located, he constantly met familiar church members who greeted him. At the same time, there were also magic chefs wearing rice-white chef's uniforms coming and going in a hurry, occasionally stopping in front of a shop on the street, but only to be attracted by a certain spice or ingredient displayed inside, or wanting to sell a magic dish they had just cooked.

Green Lake City, the food capital famous throughout the Ferman world, has perfected its entire industrial chain after these years of development, spreading to every corner of the Ferman world. And the foreigners or local residents who have settled in Green Lake City, their work is more or less related to magic cooking, it can be said that an industry supports most of the city.

The once remote Green Field Plains had also become bustling and lively due to the existence of Green Lake City. Merchants, gourmand diners, and students seeking culinary knowledge flocked in from all directions, forming an endless stream.

Soon, the statue of the Food God, radiating a faint divine glow, appeared at the end of the wide avenue in the southeastern district's square. Todd's destination – the main temple of the Food God Church – was located behind the statue in the square.

Ever since Todd's idol, the great Chieftain Alan of the Green Field Tribe, displayed his godlike cooking skills in this square more than a decade ago, elevating the reputation of Magical Cooking to even greater heights, this square had become a sacred place in the hearts of all magical chefs in the Fayman World who studied magical cooking. Countless magical chefs hoped to make a pilgrimage here once in their lifetime.

This was also the reason why the hundred-plus kitchens in the square, which were open to the public year-round, became the most sought-after commodity in the city. Whether it was to experience the place where the Food God had personally cooked, or to use the domain power of the Food God's statue that enveloped the square year-round to achieve a professional breakthrough, the rent for these kitchens had been driven up to a price that Todd found difficult to bear.

The tribe, on the other hand, profited greatly. Ordinary magical chefs like Todd, without many resources, could only take a steady approach, relying on honing their own cooking skills to achieve a breakthrough in their magical chef career.

"Priest Ryan, this time I followed the coordinates provided by the church to the Cartor Mountains. I did indeed find that the weathered gravel in the valley at the coordinates contained magic iron ore. Moreover, a four-armed long-ape magical beast capable of casting Stone Armor had appeared in the valley, which must be related to the magic iron ore vein gathering magic power in the valley."

The Food God Church's only main temple in the Fayman World was magnificent and huge, divided into different areas according to their daily use. At this moment, Todd was in a quiet room, reporting the progress of his mission to the priest on duty in the room.

"Yes, there is indeed a magical reaction."

Ryan, the gnome priest, took the test tube submitted by Todd, poured out a little of the collected valley gravel into a certain reagent tube. As the color of the reagent gradually changed, Ryan nodded slightly, acknowledging Todd's report.

"Mission completed, awarded three merit points."

"You now have over one hundred merit points in the church, a total of one hundred and one."

After Ryan performed a series of operations on a miniature divine art platform on the worktable in front of him, replacing the original information on the holy emblem Todd had given him, the new merit points had been engraved onto the holy emblem.

"I would like to exchange for a low-level Divine Grace."

Todd said quickly after hearing Ryan's words.

"Is the purpose of the Divine Grace clear?"

"Level 5 Divine Art: Healing of Moderate Injuries."

"Okay, but as usual, I still have to state in advance: The granting of Divine Grace is closely related to your level of faith. If your faith wavers or is insufficient, then the feedback of the Divine Grace in your body and soul will not be too obvious, and perhaps two or three or more Divine Graces will be needed to master the Level 5 Divine Art."

"Understood."

Todd nodded, already not the first time receiving Divine Grace.

"Then come with me."

Leading Todd out of the quiet room, they arrived in front of the sacred Food God statue in the very center of the main temple. Ryan gently attached Todd's holy emblem to a groove on the lower limbs of the statue that matched the emblem's shape, and instructed Todd to kneel on the carpet in front of the statue and begin to pray quietly.

After Todd linked his spirit to the statue, Ryan also closed his eyes and began to pray devoutly: "All-knowing and all-powerful Great Lord, Creator of Delicious Food, Green Field Plains…"

"…Humbly request Your Divine Will to descend upon the lamb before You, display Your great power, for Your lamb…"

Skillfully connecting his consciousness through the statue in front of him to a huge planet formed by a mass of golden halo in a distant, unknown plane, Ryan slowly revealed Todd's purpose through prayer. Soon, the huge golden planet seemed to have received Ryan's request, and a dim golden filament slowly separated from the surface of the planet and quickly returned to the statue in the temple under Ryan's guidance.

At this time, Todd's holy emblem, containing the frequency information of his own mental power, rippled with light. The tiny golden filament, dwarfed by the huge star, transformed into a huge golden beam of light that shot straight down from the pair of divine crystal eyes on the statue's head, enveloping Todd completely as he knelt on the ground.

Still maintaining a devout praying posture, Todd seemed to be immersed in a pool of warm water. His body and soul absorbed the energy contained in the beam of light and slowly began to change. Finally, the golden light completely disappeared into Todd's body, transforming into a stable and clear divine art rune, imprinted in Todd's soul, which also meant that this Divine Grace was very successful, and the Level 5 Divine Art: Healing of Moderate Injuries was now mastered by him.

A tear unconsciously slid from the corner of Todd's eye. The gnome, who had officially been promoted to a Level 1 Priest/Level 8 Divine Official, opened his eyes, and then, following the guidance of the information that suddenly appeared in his mind, poured his mental power into the newly emerged divine art rune in his sea of consciousness, tracing out an identical divine art rune and manipulating it carefully.

At the same time, in the real temple, Todd held his hands in front of him, and a green magic light sphere representing new life flickered, sometimes expanding and sometimes contracting, unstable.

Pfft!!!

Unsurprisingly, the divine art failed to cast, but Todd and Priest Ryan, who was watching him, still looked delighted.

"Congratulations, Brother Todd, you have officially become a mid-level Divine Official."

"Thank you, thank you for Our Lord's grace!!"

… …

In the words containing the name of the Food God, undetectable mysterious energy slowly nurtured from the flesh and spirit, and finally matured into milky white air masses that floated into the air like swallows returning to their nests, flying towards the magnificent statue beside them.

Through the invisible passage inside the statue, these powers of faith, nurtured and gathered from the vast number of believers, were transported to the distant starry sky, to the star that had countless connections with Alan. As these faith powers, like fuel, were integrated, the star was also changing imperceptibly. The light and flames on the surface of the star were much stronger than when it was a supernova. If someone observed carefully, they would also find that the light and flames on the surface of the star were flashing rhythmically, just like a heart.

In the quiet room deep in the underground temple, Alan was still sitting in meditation, recuperating his body. More than ten years had passed, and his body was still somewhat different from its peak state, but with the investment of a large amount of resources collected by the tribe and the nourishment of the magic dishes he cooked himself, it would not be long before his body fully recovered.

Alan seemed to be calmly meditating and recovering, but in reality, in that boundless sea of consciousness, the two identical images formed by the differentiation of Alan's main consciousness and divine consciousness were doing different things.

Alan's main consciousness conjured up a fully equipped kitchen in the sea of consciousness, as well as various precious ingredients, constantly honing his cooking skills. In order to fulfill the promise made with the three pillars, Alan was not idle even when resting and recuperating. When he felt tired from meditation, he would go to the kitchen in the temple to cook various dishes. On the one hand, he could learn and improve his cooking skills, and on the other hand, he could cook suitable magic dishes to help himself recover faster.

Alan's divine consciousness had been studying the complex and mysterious patterns and runes on the replicated seed of faith. Occasionally, when he gained something, he would independently construct divine art models in the sea of consciousness, casting divine arts without magic power.

And the result of this attempt was that Alan, as a Berserker Saint, clearly did not have a talent for spellcasting, but he could already cast some basic divine arts, such as Bear's Endurance, Leopard's Agility, and so on.

Of course, casting these divine arts required Alan to enter a state of divine power, using divine power to construct the divine art model. Moreover, with Alan's current ability, he could only cast divine arts below Level 6 at most, and his mental power was not capable of such precise manipulation for higher-level divine arts.

The work of deciphering the various mysterious runes on the seed of faith continued. Now Alan had mastered the runes of several Level 9 divine arts, which also meant that he could cultivate high-level peak divine members in batches through the granting of divine grace.

After all, Level 9 divine art was already the highest level divine art that divine members below the legendary level could master.

In the sea of consciousness, in addition to the two consciousness bodies differentiated from one entity and the things they conjured, there was also one particularly eye-catching thing, which was the fiery star that Alan had materialized and projected, less than five hundred meters above the heads of Alan's main consciousness and divine consciousness, illuminating the entire sea of consciousness and dispelling the invisible mist in the sea of consciousness to the distant end.

Through the illusion of this real star that was always connected to the endless starry sky, the divine consciousness was constantly receiving the increasingly large number of images returned by the believers. If Alan's main consciousness faced such a vast stream of information, it would probably either be driven crazy or directly block them. But the divine consciousness could still continue to analyze the runes on the seed of faith while receiving this information, and only when this information contained a certain related keyword would the divine consciousness focus on browsing the relevant information more carefully.

For example, just now, after hearing the prayer word "granting of divine grace", He browsed the image information of Ryan and Todd, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, directly differentiated a corresponding divine power and projected it into Todd's body.

I didn't not write the previous two days, it's just that the chapter of two thousand words was not complete enough at the break point, so it was updated all at once today.