And then died.

When he came back to his senses, he had reappeared in the hero altar, "Fortunately, I spent half a month, got a lot of energy, and was able to be resurrected, I don't believe that this elf sister-in-law can't be defeated!"

Next, for half a year.

In order to prove his cooking skills, he, the chef, continues to collect resurrection energy, and then seduces little Lori with an iron heart, constantly researches the delicious ingredients of this other world, and uses various tricks on her way.

And then....

He has experienced more than thirty fancy deaths.

But he gradually began to be able to communicate with the little girl, to gain trust, to try to learn their language communication, and the little girl began to stop killing him, and often came to find food and play with him.

From it, he learned the Elvish language and learned about the civilization of this world.

This sister-in-law's name is Xilin, and the ancient tree of life where she lives is called the Night Ancient Tree, and these tree elves like to haunt at night.

Elves have a long lifespan like trees, reaching adulthood in their eighties, with a lifespan of more than three hundred, and she is still a minor this year, only in her fifties.

These tree elves are scarce in number and have low reproductive ability, and each of them is extremely precious, so they can only rely on the ancient tree of life to bear fruit and reproduce.

Moreover, this Western Fantasy Ancient Tree World has towering Ancient Trees of Life Miracles, powerful Ancient Trees of War, giant dragons, deep-sea hydras, and various legendary terrifying monsters.

"The folk customs of another world are really simple, I have died more than thirty times, and the strategy is finally full. On this day, after playing with the little girl, he returned to his residence, "According to the power system information obtained on the Internet, the power system of this world is very high.... An adult elf has a fourth-order level, as if it is a natural demon!"

He returned to the room and began to prepare the ingredients for Xilin's next meal, but in the next second, suddenly a group of adult beautiful elves rushed in.

"This is where that strange ancient tree is!

"Sirin who secretly seduced us, and seems to have the quality of constant resurrection, and it's delicious!"

"Yes, this creature also seems to cook delicious food, Celine once smuggled it back, I tasted it once!

Click!

He was quickly imprisoned, and a group of Night Elf ladies surrounded her to look at her.

He lay on the bed, looking at a group of beautiful elves with delicate faces, and he didn't know why, but he was still a little happy.

"Sisters, be lighter, I'm afraid of pain—" he laughed, but his smile gradually became perverted.

Because this group of young ladies took a knife and began to dissect him.

"Oh my God, who can save me!"

After half a month, he suddenly stabilized, was released, and began to become a member of this elven tribe, received a high salary, became the ancient wood chef of the night elf tribe, conquered the entire tribe with food, and cooked food for them.

Moreover, he didn't have to prepare the energy of the altar himself, the powerful elven clan had already prepared countless resurrection energies for him.

Wow –

The flames swelled with smoke and floated into the air with a delicious and mellow aroma.

At this time, hundreds of elves in the tribe held a feast of gourmet bonfires.

A strange-shaped little tree man was cooking food for them, and the cute young ladies around him were all looking expectant, their eyes were fiery, and they even kept rolling their throats and swallowing their saliva.

"Well, this is a cake made by trying to make a cake with tree starch and finding yeast-like plants, and you're going to be hooked on the delicious taste.... And today the staple food is grilled meat, as well as grilled fish. ”

His face calmed.

"That's amazing!"

The surroundings suddenly cheered, and a group of young ladies quickly took the wooden bowls, then packed the food, and quickly rushed up, dislimating Mu Mu.

"The arm is mine!"

"Hair, I want hair!"

"I want his feet, although the smell is so hot that tears are flowing, but I don't know why, there is an addictive feeling. ”

Brush Lala!

A group of elves swarmed up, and after he, the cook, was quickly torn into pieces and smeared on the food he cooked, as if it had become a sacred ritual.

"Delicious!"

"Spicy is the best. ”

"Nonsense, it's clearly minced garlic, it's so delicious!"

Some people like spicy, some people like garlic, and all kinds of flavors.

Not far away, the Hero Altar gradually walked out of a newborn Seven Wonderful Treasure Tree, looking at the cheering elf crowd.

The little girl Celine was holding a piece of cake, sprinkled with soy sauce-flavored juice, and her red lips were stained with sauce, looking a little simple and cute, and she walked over with an apologetic face, and said innocently: "I didn't expect my sisters to follow me, I just wanted to eat you alone, are we still friends?"

Mu Mu laughed awkwardly and touched the little girl's head, "It's okay, it's not your fault." ”

Celine suddenly became excited, and her eyes flashed with longing, "Then can I still be the first to eat you?"

Mumu: ???

"Yes!"

Mu Mu replied, quickly adapting to such a life of being eaten.

He suddenly felt that such a day was very happy, with a group of simple beautiful elf ladies accompanying him every day, affirming his own food, he only needed to study food dishes, they would prepare all kinds of ingredients for themselves, and then looked at himself, the feeling of being needed, more satisfying than he had been a chef in a special venue.

"I'm a chef who pursues food, and it doesn't matter if I get stronger, it's a very happy thing to be a member of this tribe and keep studying food. He gradually let go of his desire to become stronger.

Two years have passed.

He became more and more proficient in cooking, and occasionally went to feed the ancient war trees.

The Night Elf Tribe belongs to the weaker force among the eleven ancient trees, with only more than three hundred elves and seventeen ancient war trees, while the strongest feather elf tribe has more than one thousand elves, more than seventy ancient war trees, and even enslaved a green dragon.

Before, it was peaceful, and several powerful elven tribes were far away from them, and the surrounding elven tribes were strong, but they were not much stronger than them.

But with the unique cuisine of this night elf, the fame gradually spreads, attracting many attention.

"What are they eating, what a tempting aroma!"

"If you can eat it, then..."

Chromophobia is the instinctive pursuit of all living things, and there are even people who can pay many costs for food, including war.... The wind elf next door began to dislike simple and bland food, and it was difficult to swallow.

"Plunder them. ”

A small war broke out.

In the tribe, there were casualties, and one by one, the elf young ladies who usually chatted in harmony were brought back, and gradually became seriously injured and died in front of their eyes.

As a cook, Mu Mu began to treat their wounds, peppers, garlic, these can be sterilized, and they can be treated with simple wounds.

"The Ancient War Tree that I brought with me, as well as the more than a dozen clansmen of Sister Mysia, were all captured. "Three days later, news came, and panic began to spread among the elven tribes.

Misia is a mature sister who is very majestic among them, and she is also a confidant sister that Mu Mu often chats with.

"What will happen to them?" Mu Mu's voice trembled.

"They were killed under the Ancient Tree of Life, which became the nourishment for the next generation of wind elves, and the Ancient Tree of War had surrendered to the enemy and became their Ancient Tree Genus..... We do the same with them. ”

The ancient tree of war is equivalent to the existence of mercenaries, who provide food and domesticate them, they follow whatever tribe.

For the most part, they do not die and move between the elven tribes.

"Why don't you hand me over?" Mu Mu's eyes widened, seeing real death for the first time.

It was a living intelligent life, with a voice and appearance, and it was still laughing and laughing a few days ago.

In reality, he is just a chef, although he has also killed chickens, ducks, fish and pigs, and he will not be merciful, but he is a living person...

For the first time, he realized the cruelty of life, this is not a game, this is a living different world, a real second life!

"How is it possible to hand you over, you are the treasure of our tribe, you can provide weapons to make, to be able to heal, and to have delicious food, without you, we will return to the simple life we had before, without such delicious food, what is the difference between death and death. The surrounding elves shook their heads and said, "And, every once in a while there will be wars, and you are only the cause of the wars." ”

After that, they picked up iron spears, iron bows and arrows, and took the ancient tree of war, and started the war, "You have helped us develop civilization, these weapons have helped us a lot, they are stronger than us, but they may not be able to beat us." ”

News came from the front again:

Another ancient war tree has been captured

It is said that the wind elves next door began to feel the pressure and chose to join forces with the water elves to completely eradicate the Night Elves and obtain the secret that the Night Elf tribe has iron weapons and makes food delicious!

"Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, hand me over. In the room, Mu Mu shivered a little.

Although he is very ruthless and complains, as a chef, he has made some achievements in the evolution of species, and he has no knowledge of other wars, cultivation, and becoming stronger.

"It's useless. The elf next to him suddenly spoke and walked out, "This is war, there is not much reason. ”

Mu Mu was silent for a moment, he could only cook for the elves in the tribe, but he couldn't do anything, although he had already regarded more than 300 of them as his family.

He stood on top of the treehouse, looking at the entire elven tribe below, in danger, and suddenly fell silent.

He went offline silently, but decided that he could only go out for help.

In fact, if he wanted to get rid of such a slave life and not cook for this tribe, he could have gone out and begged for help a long time ago, but he liked this kind of life a lot.

Now I have no choice but to ask for help from the outside network!

The Alchemy Emperor also asked for help like this, but the Alchemy Emperor once had the capital to resist, so everyone could help him, but what about himself?

It is the weakest delicacy plant, and its combat power is extremely weak, how can a chef intervene in the war of the High Elves of the fourth order of per capita combat power?

It's almost impossible, but he still hopes that almighty netizens can help him find a way.

Soon, a post was posted.

[Distress post from another world: A chef, how to solve the extermination crisis of an elf tribe, a reward of 50,000 sand coins]