Green Monster Epic

Chapter 884: That Step Away

Buzz!

Having already finished cooking, Allen's consciousness was still immersed in the cooking process, especially focused on the mysterious power surrounding him within a radius of a dozen meters.

Only Allen himself could perceive this power, and it combined with Allen's focused mental strength, making him seem capable of influencing things in this space with every move he made.

Isn't this the domain power I've been pursuing all along?

Although this domain power actually comes from the Food God image that Allen established himself, its influence is only in non-combat behaviors such as cooking.

But as the saying goes, a stone from another mountain can be used to polish jade. Allen might be able to learn some of the mysteries of the Food God domain, thereby deducing the direction and key points of his own Saint domain.

Earlier in the battle, Allen had actually made some breakthroughs. The combination of Legendary aura and mental strength had already slightly affected the opposing target.

Now, by verifying it with this nascent Food God domain, he might soon be able to make breakthroughs in this area, thereby reaching the pinnacle of power in this world.

This is also an important reason why Allen personally cooks today. These children can be considered to have met the occasion, just in time for a great opportunity.

"Alright!"

Imprinting the situation of the Food God domain deeply in his mind, Allen put down the cooking utensils, untied his apron, and spoke with a kind and gentle voice.

"Today's dish will give you a sweet dream. I hope you all can gain something from it!"

The servants, who had been waiting for a long time, stepped forward one after another, sending these dozens of dishes to the young clansmen who had been waiting for a long time.

"Let's eat! If the dishes get cold, the effect will be much worse!"

Allen clapped his hands, signaling the young people at the table, who were very restrained, to eat.

The thirty-odd young Greenfield talents, one by one, had glowing eyes and constantly swallowed saliva, but they didn't know where to start with the exquisite food in front of them, afraid that they would accidentally destroy this seemingly living meal.

"Gulp!"

"Ah! !"

Finally, someone took the first step. The wooden chopsticks in his hand gently picked up that bright flower, carefully送to his mouth. Before he could suck on it, the flower that entered his mouth turned into a cool stream of air and flowed into the stomach of this Gnoll.

The cool breath spread from the stomach to the surroundings, all the way to the limbs, as if soaking in ice water to cool off in the scorching sun. The Gnoll couldn't help but sigh comfortably.

The constantly changing tastes in the mouth lingered between the lips and tongue. Even in his entire life, the Gnoll had never experienced the rich taste contained in the dish in front of him.

As the taste in his mouth gradually dissipated, the desire from his heart and body made him want to savor this taste again. The Gnoll didn't care about his image at all, picked up the plate in front of him, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Seeing this, the other Greenfield talents lowered their heads and began to bury themselves in their food. For a time, the sound of clinking cups and clattering chopsticks rose and fell one after another. The originally small dish was eaten clean by everyone in just a few minutes.

After eating this delicacy, the Greenfield clansmen leaned back on their chairs, their emotions still immersed in the wonderful taste from their mouths, but their eyes became more and more blurred, and then they fell headlong onto their seats.

". This!"

The Kobold manager accompanying Allen was shocked and hurried forward to check the situation.

"Let them sleep like this. No one is allowed to touch their bodies. When they pass through the dreams in their hearts, they will naturally wake up."

Allen raised his hand, stopping the servants around him from checking on the sleeping clansmen, and ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes."

This dish, personally cooked by Allen, was created after he spent more than ten years studying new cooking skills and knowledge in his spare time. He already had a general idea of its effect before cooking, unlike before when he had to taste the dishes before knowing their special effects.

This is also the result of the collective efforts of batches of Magic Chefs after Allen created the Magic Chef system, constantly summarizing and researching, and gradually forming a more scientific and systematic path.

Now, in the Magic Chef major, just learning and mastering the magical properties of ingredients, modulating and catalyzing attributes, etc., takes an apprentice more than two years; then there are carving, cutting, wok tossing, etc.

Learning these basic skills takes at least four years, and then you are qualified to be exposed to real cooking. A qualified entry-level Magic Chef usually takes more than eight years to complete his apprenticeship, and subsequent promotion to a higher level also relies on countless ingredients and cooking.

The good news is that perhaps the ingredients needed by Magic Chefs are generally cheaper than the materials needed by the Alchemy major, and Magic Chefs are very popular after graduation. No matter where they go, they don't have to worry about not making money, so it has become the preferred major for many ordinary natives.

The dish that Allen is cooking now is named "A Grand Dream" by him. The main ingredient is the Dream Leaf Flower collected from the Mirage Plane, supplemented by the blood and brain of legendary creatures, as well as a dozen ingredients related to psionic energy.

Its function is to excavate the most precious, most terrifying, and most greedy things in the heart of the eater, and then use this to construct a fantasy dream, allowing them to face their inner selves.

Although the legendary paths of each person are different, in the final analysis, they are still related to his own will. As someone who has been there, Allen may not be able to give these children so-called experience, but it is still no problem to use cooking methods to lure out the secrets in their hearts.

Among the clansmen who were sleeping soundly, some people's faces began to become hideous, and they were chattering and shouting words that others could not understand; others were dancing and gesticulating, with a warm and joyful look on their faces.

Among the sleeping figures, three people attracted Allen's attention the most. Two of them were human races with Wasteland Native bloodlines, and one was a Kobold, all of whom lived in the Greenfield tribe.

It is rare in many tribes for three alien races who are not Goblins to appear in a single ethnic group's talent pool, but in the Greenfield tribe, it is no longer a rare thing.

Allen hopes that racial integration is not a whim, but has already begun to be slowly tried at the grassroots level in the tribe, so that other outstanding talents who are devoted to the Greenfield tribe and live in the tribe's territory have the opportunity to get involved in the tribe's grassroots positions.

Of course, doing so will definitely lead to misunderstandings and even resistance from the native Goblins. After all, the suitable positions in the tribe are one radish in one hole. Many Goblins want to get this opportunity, but now there are foreigners to compete with them for positions, and everyone will be dissatisfied.

Wilderness tribes rarely possess a mindset of inclusivity. They struggle to maintain unity even within their own blood-related clans, let alone trust outsiders with no connection to their tribe. How could they possibly be deemed trustworthy?

Unless, among the tribe's higher echelons, there exists a legendary powerhouse who has been won over. Perhaps this could secure a sliver of opportunity for these foreign races. However, even that chance would be tainted by unfairness, often subjected to discrimination and suppression.

Fortunately, it was Allen who proposed this initiative and conveyed a firm stance to the tribe's leadership. Only then was this talent program barely pushed through.

As the leader who single-handedly shaped Green Field's current status, Allen, despite having relinquished control over the tribe's secular affairs, could reclaim authority and override the power of all levels within the tribe whenever he desired.

His prestige and authority among the tribe's people were comparable to that of a deity. The words spoken from his mouth were regarded as the highest directives by the Green Field tribe. Even if they harbored discontent or incomprehension, they would strive to accept them.

While observing the children's condition, Allen calculated the time. Soon, the dish's magic would be nearly depleted, and the children would awaken from their slumber.

"Ah!!"

As Allen calculated the time, he was startled by a gnome who woke up and sat up. He looked over with a hint of gratification.

A fellow who could awaken on their own before the dish's magic was exhausted must possess the tenacity and sensitivity of an outstanding talent, capable of breaking through certain notions in their mind, signifying a clearer understanding of themselves.

Such a talent might have a greater chance of embarking on the path to legend than other seeds.

Allen reached out and tapped the supervisor beside him: "Remember the name of this child who woke up early, and invest more resources in him later!"

"Yes!"

However, apart from this gnome, the other talents within the clan mostly woke up slowly around the time the dish's magic disappeared, without any further surprises for Allen.

Nevertheless, upon reopening their eyes, these young people had more or less sensed something from that dream. Allen could see emotions such as bewilderment and contemplation in their eyes, depending on whether they could successfully resolve the issues in their minds in the future.

Of course, this dish did more than just give everyone a grand dream. The blood and brain matter extracted from the elven powerhouse, along with precious cistanche, dreamleaf flower, and other ingredients, also enhanced their mental purity and resistance after being made into a dish.

After everyone had awakened, Allen offered another round of commendations and interacted well with these young juniors before dismissing them.

"Did Elder Kour run back to Green Lake Town again?"

Feeling somewhat uneasy with nothing to do for the moment, Allen suddenly recalled something and casually asked the gnome supervisor beside him.

"Yes."

The gnome supervisor truthfully replied.

"Elder Kour returned with Mr. Drizzt a few days ago and stayed in town for—"

"Alas! Girls just can't be kept around!"

Allen sighed deeply.

In the past, when the girl hadn't found a partner, she would proactively approach Allen whenever she saw him idle, seeking guidance and pleading with him to spar with her.

But look at her now, this girl is nowhere to be seen all day long, either taking Drizzt and the others on adventures or hiding in Green Lake Town for secluded training.

The girl's strength had already reached the peak of the legendary high level, and it was not so easy to make further progress. There were many more outstanding geniuses than her in the wilderness for thousands of years, and they were basically stuck at this level.

Kour, who has always been carefree, was not overly anxious about this. She still polished her strength step by step, chose her own specialty, and gradually walked out of the path Allen had chosen for her, adding more of her own fighting style.

In addition to this, she prefers to spend her limited life in a happy life with her partner.

Although due to reproductive isolation, it is basically impossible for the two of them to have their own bloodline descendants, they each adopted two children from the dark elves and gnome orphans, creating their own small family.

When Allen heard that Kour had adopted gnome and dark elf children, he was both puzzled by his student's choice, and at the same time reason told him that the actions of two people from different races might further deepen the relationship between the two races.

As long as these four children they adopted can be successful in the future, then they can try to place them in each other's tribes, so as to slowly affect the middle and lower levels of the two races.

However, this is just Allen's whim. The specific arrangements for these children in the end still depend on Kour and their own attitudes, and Allen is too lazy to get involved too much.

Unable to find anything else to do, Allen finally decided to return to his castle and seize the time to compare the insights he gained today from stimulating the Food God Domain with the Saint Domain he was exploring.

The emergence of the Food God Domain is closely related to the power of faith. Although Allen did not use divine power when cooking, even if Allen did not enter the state of spiritual resonance in the process of immersing himself in cooking, strands of the power of faith would still float out from the seed of faith.

At this time, the state of dissipating the power of faith is like drinking water and breathing, which has become Allen's instinct. As long as he picks up the kitchen utensils and starts cooking, without him guiding anything, the power of faith will spontaneously emerge.

Allen even felt at the time that the power of faith nurtured by the believers in this city, because he was cooking, directly floated over from afar, without the need to transfer through the new star in the distant starry sky.

"...It seems that the power of faith nurtured by believers has a deep relationship with the image of the Food God I constructed..."

While savoring the changes in himself and the surrounding environment that his divine consciousness had recorded during the previous cooking, Allen muttered to himself thoughtfully.

"The control I had when cooking is indeed closely related to my mental strength!"

"In those books I obtained from the Eternal Truth Council, wise scholars also wrote about powerful mental strength feeding back into reality, thereby affecting reality!"

"This seems to be the influence that the Saint Domain and the Divine Authority Domain bring to oneself and reality!!"

"Perhaps if I want to advance to the Saint, I still have to improve the intensity of my own mental strength..."

"..."