The Witch of the Roll Never Gives Up

Moran asked Zhizhi how he found it, and Zhizhi just said that he felt there was a treasure over there.

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Intermediate magic materials are small treasures, and high-level magic materials are big treasures.

Low-level magic materials are just rags on the roadside, and Zhizhi doesn't even look at them when he passes by.

Later, Moran discovered that it also has a certain perception of the strength of the monsters.

Sometimes, after finding a pile of monster poop, it will rush to the door excitedly.

Sometimes, after finding a claw mark, it will study it, then sneak up to the door and attack people.

Sometimes, after smelling the fishy smell in the air from a distance, it will run away.

Those who rushed forward excitedly were all low-level and mid-level monsters. Those who attacked by surprise were the weaker ones among the high-level monsters. Those who ran away quickly, Moran used the wind sense to take a look, and found that they were the best among the high-level monsters, on the verge of advancing to the peak level.

This ability to seek benefits and avoid harm simply made Moran amazed.

Although Zhizhi did not have the energy vision of the witch, it seemed to have a keen sense of the strength and danger of energy.

It knew clearly what was a treasure with high energy and what was dangerous.

The efficiency of collecting magic materials was even higher than when Moran used the wind sense to help it explore the way and guide.

Sometimes, there would be some repeated materials that had been included in the card book.

Moran did not waste them, and stored them all in the space ring.

Every time he encountered new magic materials and monsters, Moran would tell Zhizhi about the characteristics of these magic materials and monsters, which parts were the most valuable, and how to collect and preserve them.

Zhizhi listened very carefully, and later on, she could recognize which materials Moran had already collected and which she didn't have.

She also learned the roughest and safest way to collect materials: dig up magic plants with their roots, and beat the monsters to death in one place.

Later, Moran simply gave Zhizhi two space cards to store the magic materials it found.

One card for monster materials and one card for magic plant materials.

As for magic mines, if it didn't dig well, it would wait for Moran to collect them with magic.

Moran would only take action when Zhizhi felt "dangerous" magic materials or monsters.

At other times, she concentrated on processing magic crystals and practicing energy conversion.

She only needed to set up the tent every night, activate the magic circle, take out Zhizhi's two space cards, sort out and further process the materials.

Looking back now, Moran felt that when he dug the topaz under the wine pool in the wine storage cave, the small good fortune measured by the fortune-telling technique was still conservative.

After digging up the wine pool and paying the wine card, the white-haired giant ape spotted her and gave her Zhizhi.

With Zhizhi, Moran's survival trial turned into a tour on a mobile monkey car.

Zhizhi was not just a small blessing to her. It was not an exaggeration to say that she was a big blessing!

In her opinion, Zhizhi was perfect as a pet... Wait, no, there was still one imperfection.

In the restaurant of the space tent.

Moran ate the stewed red mushroom with the bird, and she still felt unsatisfied after finishing two bowls of rice.

There was still half a pot of meat left, and her stomach could not eat any more.

At this time, sharing food can double the happiness.

Once, she also imagined that cooking magic would make a big table of delicious food and share it with her pet.

With a pet with a big appetite, she would not have to worry about making too much and not being able to finish it, which could satisfy her desire to eat multiple varieties of food in one meal but not want to waste it.

But now it can only be sealed in the space ring as it is and wait to take it out to eat tomorrow.

Moran looked at the silver-haired monkey sitting on the sofa in the living room, sucking a long soft straw, holding a flat-panel projector, and crossing his legs.

The other end of the long soft straw was in the monkey-head wine barrel next to the sofa.

The flat-panel projector was playing a teaching video of the first-year witch theory class. It couldn't understand witch language, and it was impossible to learn witch language, a language that originated from blood.

Telepathy can't work on machines without thoughts.

So it can't understand anything at all.

Moran couldn't understand why Zhizhi loved to watch it when she obviously couldn't understand it.

She didn't know about the theoretical class teaching video? In the picture, only Ms. Amisha was talking nonstop, using magic blackboard from time to time, and she didn't show them some images or real examples very often.

Later, Zhizhi asked her what red wine was and why the dean's stick was big. Moran realized that Zhizhi was not watching the class, but Ms. Amisha drinking in the gaps between lectures, and Ms. Amisha's luxurious big wand casting spells.

Zhizhi is not interested in food at all.

Its sense of taste is very strange. It doesn't like the fruits that monkeys generally like to eat.

It is not interested in other kinds of food either.

Moran, a witch with advanced cooking magic and proficient in various Blue Star cuisines, tried her best but couldn't use a single food to capture Zhizhi's stomach and make him eat dinner with her.

Zhizhi only likes to drink. Only various kinds of wine are delicious food that he can't refuse.

The higher the alcohol content, the more he likes it.

Other things can make his little face wrinkled like old bark when he eats them. Sometimes he will spit them out after forcing himself to eat them.

Even fermented rice balls are not delicious to him.

Moran really couldn't bear to see Zhizhi vomit again, so he didn't force him to try other food and eat with him.

There are carnivores, herbivores, and scavengers in the world, and it doesn't seem strange that there are wine-eating animals like Zhizhi.

The white-haired giant ape really didn't lie to her in this regard.

As Zhizhi can only drink, it would not be enough to make wine for him if all the fruits in the peach forest were picked to make wine for him.

What's more, the territory of the golden-armed monkey is said to be very cold in winter, and the entire tribe relies on fruit wine to survive the winter!

As Zhizhi grows up, his appetite will only increase, and the monkey group can't afford the wine he needs.

Only she, a witch who can use magic to make wine cards at will, can afford to raise a large wine-eating monster like Zhizhi.

"Why are you so proud?"

Molan shook his head, took out the half pot of Dudu bird stewed with red mushrooms and rice that he had just collected, and poured them into the {kitchen waste bin card} in one breath.

"So this counts as Washida eating with me, right?"

Washida, who was lying in the cave she had just snatched from the monster on the other side of the forest, suddenly felt the stomach move: "What's wrong with you? Why are you so excited all of a sudden?"

After a careful feeling, she was jealous: "Damn! Which gourmet witch is so wasteful? The hot Toot Bird stewed with mushrooms! Throw it into the trash can now? And rice! Hmm? Rice?"

Damn goblin witch, Moran, a big gourmet!

Washida licked her lips and hugged herself who couldn't help drooling.

Due to the lack of salt and spices, she hadn't had a proper meal with good taste and color for a long time.