The process of searching in the basin was a bit boring, and there were almost no magical beasts to be seen, and even wild beasts were few, only pheasants and hares passed by.

But even so, Sivir and the others still walked with full attention and caution.

Because in this wilderness, not only the powerful magical beasts are deadly, but a small poisonous insect may kill you.

Especially in this dark and damp place under the basin, snakes and scorpions are the most common.

However, everyone walked smoothly this way, and the biggest fright was a giant python more than ten meters long that pounced out of the cave next to it, and as soon as it appeared, it was burned into charcoal by Amy's fireball technique, which was already eager to try.

Sivir walked in front with a torch, Coster and Scro on the left and right flanks, and Dennis walked at the back with a huge shield, protecting McGoamy and Evan and Eva in the middle.

The monkeys climb the rattan on the cliff wall and sway from side to side, scouting from high places, and occasionally passing on messages with a strange whistle.

The search lasted for an hour, and the crowd almost turned the bottom of the basin over, and finally found a soft golden scale next to a boulder with a pale golden metallic sheen.

"It's the scales of the golden-scaled deer, I saw one when I was young, but unfortunately I let it run away, and I only picked up a few scales, exactly the same as this one." Sam picked up the scales and looked at them carefully for a moment, then said with a determined expression.

"Great, it seems that the information is not wrong, and it is very likely that the golden scale deer is haunted in this area." Dennis rubbed his hands with some excitement, and everyone's faces could not hide their excitement.

McGonagall carefully examined the continuous boulder, which was a hundred square meters, and the white stone was mixed with a hint of gold, glowing golden in the light of the fire, but this should not be a valuable stone, otherwise even if it was a six-hundred-meter cliff, someone would try their best to move them all up.

Looking up at the stage, McGonagall looked at the center of the somewhat sloping boulder, where there was a clear spring dotted like a pearl in the center of the boulder.

"Is Lulu here to drink water?" Amy asked with some curiosity.

McGonagall smiled and nodded, "If there's a reason for it to be here, I'm afraid that's the only one." ”

"If that's the case, then let's wait here for the rabbit." Sivir also had a smile on his face, this time the hunt might have been easier than expected.

Sam put down the big bag on his back and said with a smile, "I'll set the trap and let that one run back then, and I won't make another mistake this time." ”

"There's still an hour and a half before noon, you set the trap, I'll make lunch first." McGonagall glanced at her watch and said with a smile, carrying a few pheasants she had just caught along the way and walking towards a cave on the side, which was in a condescending position, perfect for observation.

Amy trotted to keep up with her little short legs.

With the help of everyone, the traps around the boulder were quickly arranged, and even McGonagall, who roasted pheasants and stewed chicken soup on them, couldn't help but marvel, like an art.

Everyone withdrew from the trap, Sam carried out the final restoration work, and then dispersed the aura left by the crowd, and by the time Sam withdrew, there was no trace of anyone around the boulder, let alone the slightest trace of the trap.

"Looks like we'll have time to eat a chicken first." McGonagall smiled as she looked at the people who had climbed into the cave one after another.

"It's so fragrant! Boss Mai, if I can't afford to invite you, I want you to join our mercenary group and cook for us every day. Dennis took a deep sniff and exclaimed.

Looking at the golden and crispy roast chicken hanging on the grill, the thick white chicken soup stewed in the cauldron where McGonagall came from, and the rich aroma wafting in the air, the others couldn't help but swallow.

"I don't eat, I bring my own food." Evan's throat rolled and he said rather coldly.

Eva tried to take her eyes off the roast chicken and said contemptuously, "I don't eat it either." ”

"Roasted **, one for one person is just right, and you can also drink a bowl of thick chicken soup after eating." McGonagall didn't even look at the two of them, smiled and handed out bowls to everyone, motioned for everyone to take their own roast chicken, and then took a whole roast chicken herself and handed it to Amy.

These two Bichi still thought that he was making roast chicken for them, and sure enough, their heads were caught by the door.

Evan's expression froze at the same time, looking at McGonagall, who had completely ignored the two of them, the muscles on his face trembled, and he could hardly hold back the anger in his heart.

"Master Evan...... Eat some fruit. Eva took an orange from her backpack, peeled it off, and carefully handed it to Evan.

"I'm not hungry." As soon as Evan raised his hand, the orange fell to the ground, rolled up in the dirt, and turned away, his face gloomy.

Eva withdrew her hand a little embarrassed, but there was no anger on her face, but she looked at Evan more cautiously.

Everyone moved over the rocks and sat down, the smell of this smell was completely aroused, usually come to the wilderness to bring some dry food to satisfy hunger, how can there be such a chance to enjoy, after all, McGonagall is now the hottest chef in the city of chaos.

Sivir glanced at Evan and Eva, then at McGonagall, hesitated, but chose to sit down in silence, also took a roast chicken and sniffed it, with a smile on his face, broke off a chicken leg with his hand, and then took a bite.

Beneath the crispy skin is the tender and juicy chicken, the aroma penetrates the skin, and the right heat brings out the delicious taste of the pheasant to the extreme.

"This roast chicken is so delicious!" Sivir's eyes were shining like little stars, and it was not inferior to the taste of the roast beef that McGonagall had made last time.

Pheasants are just the most common wild creatures in the wilderness, and they occasionally catch them to satisfy their hunger, but even Sam, the best roasted chicken, is completely different from McGonagall's roasted chicken.

Moreover, it was baked in such rudimentary conditions and in such a hurry in the wild, and if it had been in his kitchen, I am afraid it could have been made even more delicious.

"My God, Boss Mai, I think you're the god of cooking! No one can make food as delicious as you do. ”

"If I can catch the golden deer this time, I must go to Boss Mai's restaurant to have a good meal."

"Count me in."

As they ate, they praised McGonagall with great praise on their faces.

McGonagall smiled, the greatest sense of accomplishment as a chef is naturally the affirmation from the guests, and the praise of this kind of thing is really not tired of listening to it.

There were not even bones left in a pot of chicken soup, and everyone burped.

A ray of sunlight fell to the edge of the basin and began to move towards the center.

At the mouth of a cave in the cliff, a golden deer quietly appeared.