My summons are weird

Chuma knew what Fagutar was reminding him and was grateful for his teachings, but he chose to remain silent and continue recording.

Facts have proved that he did come at the wrong time. Tomorrow is the Chenxi New Year's Day. Nowadays, the people coming and going in the Chenxi area are either decorating their warm little homes, or making homemade New Year goods and preparing for gift exchange.

Following a group of forest elves returning with loads of potatoes, Chuma came to a place that was still green even in winter, like a paradise.

Looking up, the towering branches and leaves are connected together, blocking the sky and the sun. The magic light ball suspended below the branches and leaves is like the sun, casting a warm light that is enough to deceive the earth and plants.

Completely opposite to the previous scenery covered in silver, the soft emerald green and warm yellow made Chuma feel trance-like. In contrast, it seemed like there were countless miniature people with wings floating in front of his eyes.

He rubbed his eyes, trying to adapt to the impact of the gathering place of forest spirits.

"The forest elves' ability to transform the environment is second to none among many races."

Chuma reminded himself, but obviously, he still underestimated the transformation ability of the Dawn Forest Spirit.

Artificial small sun, temperature control, the combination of these keywords means to Chenxi Agriculture Group...off-season planting.

Enough forest spirits and elemental essences, coupled with the control of the magic circle led by the Book of Dawn, make the forest spirit residential area a wonderful place for people and animals to live in all seasons.

"This is the sign of the experimental field, please do not continue to approach."

Shadow Fox, who had been silent all this time, used his magic power to turn a signboard not far away.

An angry miniature forest elf is painted on the signboard. The text below is in Mela language, and the other one has never been seen in Chuma before. It is square and square, like planned fields.

"You speak more clearly and fluently than I thought."

"This is the blessing and favor of the Lord of the Morning."

"Okay, I'm just assuming." Chuma asked, "What would happen if I insist on getting closer?"

Someone answered instead of Shadow Fox.

"You will stay here and help restore the experimental field."

A female elf floated down from a high treehouse. She pushed Chuma back with vigilant eyes, blocking the way between him and the experimental field.

Equally famous as the experimental field of the agricultural team is...

Accounts of the logistics team,

The medicine field and small “pets” of the medical team,

Display cabinet for potions set,

Bottles and cans from the explosives group,

Fish fry from the aquaculture group,

Craftsman group parts,

Summon the idle junk of the group,

Small animals raised by the livestock team,

The alchemy team has brightly colored solutions and a teacher who never shows his face and can only hear his voice.

Even after learning that Chuma was a guest, the female elf still carefully led him away from the experimental field. Then she breathed a sigh of relief, put on a warm and kind attitude, and took out the slime juice that was chilled with a magic circle from the tree house. To entertain.

"You were a slave for a long time?"

After learning this detail during the chat, Chuma paused with his recording hand and drew a circle on the booklet.

The female elf Agni didn't mind the fact that she talked about many past events but in the end only received attention and was reduced to a slave. She nodded candidly.

"Your tribe is on the Dussel Islands and is also within the Pan-Melan language belt. Now that Dawn has given you freedom, don't you plan to go back for revenge?" Chuma continued to ask.

"That was indeed my original obsession, but...Mr. Chuma, when you are truly reduced to a commodity that is changed hands around, you are tortured, you are hungry and you don't dare to think about tomorrow, someone will use you and you never dare to think about it. I accepted you in such a way, gave you everything you needed, and returned your dignity to you for the first time..."

Agni took a sip of slime juice and said with a satisfied face: "I still remember this time a few years ago. The cold cage and the animal skins that could not protect me from the wind and rain formed my 'home'. There was no hot food, no Hot water, a piece of dry bread, and half a bowl of snow water are all I have."

"Now," Agni looked around the spacious tree house and traces of life everywhere in the house, "I am in the warm room, drinking the unimaginable wine of Mera people, guarding my own fields, and studying how to use The identity of the Dawn people can be borrowed at will, but the knowledge of the Mera people needs to be tested... Will the choice of revenge really be better than the current one?"

"So you forget about the hatred."

The corner of Agni's mouth raised slightly: "I just want to respond to the morning light and the peace the Lord of the Morning has given us... During the Hundred Days War, no one among the forest elves here left. Do you know why?"

"Experimental field, right?"

"Yes." Agni said, "It is the hard work of the forest elves and the farming team. It is a treasure that can make everyone in the Dawn cheer for joy and make the Lord of the Dawn praise without hesitation. It may also be an inadvertent opportunity to change the world... So we violated the retreat order."

"No punishment?"

"Lord Serra sent a large number of puppets to assist, and the dragon skeleton that can summon the undead was reassembled..." Agni pushed open the gauze curtain composed of vines and looked at the experimental field below, "Fortunately, things We have reached the limit where the lord must take action, and all the hard work has been saved."

"If they choose another time to take action, will you complain?" Chuma asked, "That is the crystallization of your knowledge and years of hard work."

"If the lord wants it, offering me everything is what I desire." Agni said, "How much did the population of Mela drop during the magic wave? Mr. Chuma is a scholar and should know better than me."

"It is rumored that all the spirits of Dawn Forest were once slaves."

"At least 90%."

"Do they think the same thing as you?"

"In the Hundred Days War, Oroun's troops came to the city. They are here just like me. No one is timid."

"I understand, thanks for the treat."

After being sent out, Chuma discovered a staircase going down not far from the experimental field.

"here it is……"

"Oh, there is also an experimental field underground." Agni explained, "The research is on lightless cultivation."

Chuma was stunned: "Such research is near your tree house, Ms. Agni, are you the agricultural team leader?"

"I won't be the deputy team leader until next year." Agni responded proudly.

"I'm about to leave. I don't know what other strange research projects you can use to shock me." Chuma put down the book in his hand. He did not intend to record the lightless cultivation and what he heard next in his notebook.

"Oh, we have an experimental field specially used to study the improvement of fragile land and select crops that are suitable for fragile land."

Throughout the ages, many magicians have dreamed of solving the huge negative effects of using magic to encourage growth, but without exception they have failed.

For some reason, when he heard Agni mention it confidently, Chuma was vaguely willing to believe that Dawn Leader could find a solution that his predecessors could not find.

There was heavy snow in the sky, and the lake in front of Chuma was not frozen. Although it was due to the climate in the southwest of Mela, more importantly, it was because of the people who were still active in the lake.

On the shore near Chuma alone, there are several Chenxi people who are good at diving, constantly diving and resurfacing. Every time they go back and forth, there will be an extra lively fresh fish in the bucket on the shore.

Chuma recognized this fish. The ancestral freshwater animal encyclopedia recorded it as red-scaled fish, so named because of its flaming red scales.

Groups of red-scaled fish swimming in the water often give people the illusion of being reflected in the sunset. Names that evoke associations and feel the beauty of being there are not used by Chenxi people.

"Perch...is this the homophony of your lord's name?"

The members of the aquaculture team who were checking the status of the bass in the bucket nodded: "Yes, is there any problem?"

"He doesn't mind?"

"Master Sera changed the name for the fish. Master Lu Yu loves Sera very much, so why would he mind? The bass feast is a must during the New Year."

Thinking of the lord's free and easy attitude, Chuma also laughed to himself.

But then he became suspicious of the actions of the aquaculture team: "A bucket, only put one red scale...bass?"

"The bass we selected are all active and robust individuals in the fish school. If they are put together, they may slap each other and cause damage to the fish skin. Normally, Chenxi people don't care about this, but during the New Year, we always pay attention to the integrity of the dishes. , injuries and damage will make the final dish less beautiful.”

"So, instead of catching fish with nets, you dive and select them yourself?" Chuma recorded with a pause in his hand.

"Yes, with just a little scare, those lively and active fish will stand out from the lazy ones. Their meat is firm and elastic, fresh and sweet, and after cooking, it will show a festive gradient of red... Compare it to doing Dried fish is much more delicious when grown into small pieces.”

After recording this custom and the fact that the morning sun likes to be red, Chuma frowned and wondered: "The morning sun has the sirens, why aren't they doing this?"

The members of the aquaculture team who were talking to him and the "swimmers" who brought several stunned bass to the surface were all stunned and looked at each other.

"We are the Kraken."

"..."

"..."

Chuma pressed the corners of his eyebrows. He didn't think there was anything wrong with his eyesight. The two people walking upright in front of him didn't have long tails or scales.

Just as he was about to say something to match the Dawn Man's sense of humor, he saw the faint outline of the tail emerging from the feet of the man still in the water.

"Oh, it seems it's time for the potion. Thank you for your hard work. Let's change the shift."

Under Chuma's gaze, the Siren in the water used the statue to report to the potion team, and the potion he applied for was quickly delivered by the White Wolf Express.

Having returned to the form of a sea monster, he took the potion, breathed a sigh of relief, and left happily carrying a sea bass as a snack.

Chuma had a headache, and he wondered: "Are all the sea monsters in the morning like this?"

"This...means you can switch forms skillfully?"

The sea monster flopped ashore like a dog with fresh fish in its mouth, scaring the people around to retreat. As Chuma watched in surprise, he saw the sea monsters around him sighing helplessly.

"Team Leader Vera, stop making trouble..."

"Please care about your own image."

"What will Eunice think when she sees this?"

Everyone in the aquaculture team was too embarrassed to look at their immediate boss.

"I'm just practicing this year's posture." Vera threw the bass with her own tooth marks back into the lake and spread her hands, "This year, Master Lulu is going to save portraits for us team leaders. What postures am I thinking about?" It's more shocking and full of beauty...don't you think the one just now is pretty good?"

"Can I know something about keeping portraits?" Chuma said calmly, "Your name is Vera, algae-green hair... dark green siren?"

Vera carefully looked at the strong man in front of her who could kill a bear with one punch, and tilted her head: "The dark green sea monster no longer exists, we are the dawn sea monster now."

"You haven't heard anything from you since the incident where the Kraken came ashore. Now that you appear here, it means that when the Kraken invaded the Dawn Territory and returned with a huge defeat, you were there, right?"

Shadow Fox explained Chuma's identity to Vera. Vera pondered for a moment, then brought Chuma back to the palace she built with sand and wood, and immediately shared the famous product of Dawn Siren - sea bass. Dry.

"Is it because you don't answer directly in front of other sea monsters because they don't agree with the identity of the Dawn Sea Monster?"

Vera clicked her tongue: "Do you like standing in the cold wind and chatting? In a warm room, enjoying hot drinks and delicious food and talking freely, shouldn't it be what I, as the host, should provide? Or Mr. Chuma I really enjoy being treated slowly. That was because I misunderstood your needs. Now we can move outside."

With that said, Vera snapped her fingers, and the dolls and slime servants in the room stopped preparing for refreshments.

"I apologize and please continue."

Vera was not angry and continued to serve her treasured tea.

"Going back to your question, Dark Green Siren, there is no one who dislikes the identity of Dawn Siren. On the contrary, they are glad that as the Lord of Dark Green Siren, I made the right decision."

"The decision refers to you speaking out for Lu Yu during the summoner duel?"

"It could also be that after that, we encountered a catastrophe and chose to believe in the 'Glutton', which the Mela people regarded as ferocious beasts. In short... they accepted me and gave the desperate tribesmen a piece of paradise so that we could survive with peace of mind. At the same time, it also gives us the convenience to adapt to the new era of magic."

Vera held her chin and stared curiously at Chuma Gujing Bubo's face.

"Why do you think that the dark green siren, who was treated tenderly by the Lord of the Morning, would reject the choice of becoming a person of the Dawn?"

"I'm looking for answers to many questions." Chuma explained calmly, "It requires countless fragments of information to put together, and it's not easy to collect it. If some questions make you unhappy, it's not my fault for Chenxi and you. There is prejudice... just because the daily routine that you take for granted may be incomprehensible to outsiders."

"Just like me, before I came here, Fagutar warned me not to look at everything in the Dawn with a polluted heart, because it would offend the Lord of the Dawn." Chuma sighed, "But I, who was born in Mera, How can you show a heart that has not been tainted by Meira?"

Vera chewed on Chuma's words, "The daily life you take for granted may be incomprehensible to outsiders.", and gradually began to appreciate Chuma.

"You're right... the Dawn people are indeed difficult to understand by outsiders." Vera confirmed Chuma's statement. (End of chapter)