A piece of wood with cracked teeth and claws was thrown into the campfire by Kaliman, and next to the bonfire were freshly cut down branches in a circle, which had a higher water content and would have a lot of smoke to burn, and would be more difficult to ignite.

The boiling water in the tin box directly above the campfire was boiling, the dry food was thrown into the pot mixed with the berries and mushrooms found in the forest to make a soup, and he held a branch to skewer the pheasant meat he had hunted on the road to barbecue, but unfortunately the spices were more expensive nowadays, and the small money in Garriman's pocket could only allow him to buy the materials needed for the operation. And he is not one of those wilderness masters, by the way, he can find those plants in the forest that can replace condiments, he just relies on his knowledge of alchemists to distinguish what is poisonous and cannot be eaten, and the rest of what can be eaten is added to the pot and stewed. Anyway, when it's time to eat it, you can directly cast a [Detect Toxicity] to know if you can eat it.

Anyway, Garriman is not a picky person about eating, for him, of course, it is good to have good food, but if the experiment is busy at an urgent juncture, it is not uncommon to pick up two mouthfuls of food to fill his stomach and continue the experiment.

The food in the tin pot was bubbling, and a fresh smell emanated, and Garriman sniffed it, and was quite surprised to find that there would be a surprise in this pot stewed today. He took the chopsticks in his free hand and reached into the pot to fish, counting what he had put in, and decided to continue doing so when the materials were available. At least it was much better than the various strange stews of the past few days, and to be honest, if it weren't for the [Detect Toxicity] spell that showed that the food in the pot was safe and not toxic, Garriman wouldn't have dared to swallow it in his stomach.

The tantalizing scent not only caught Galima's eye, but also attracted some small things that didn't have enough food to hunt for the winter.

In front of the entrance to the tree hole, Garriman had built a bonfire on a thick branch with a diameter of one and a half meters, and he himself was sitting at the door of the tree hole. Originally, because of the light of the campfire, he didn't see a pair of eyes reflecting a bright green light suddenly appeared in front of him when the light was dark. However, the proximity of the hungry little creature triggered a magical alarm set by Garriman and made him look up suddenly and alertly.

I saw that under the light of the bonfire, a black kitten with shiny fur approached cautiously under the silence of the meat pad, and when he saw Garriman suddenly looking at it, he immediately bowed down, and his erected ears fell down in a streamlined shape and pressed against his head, opening his teeth and claws, "Woo..... Meow! ”

Garriman smiled dumbly, he looked closely at this little milk cat that was shorter than his forearms, and found that it was not pure black, its belly was white hair, its hands and feet had white tiger stripes, and what was particularly conspicuous was that there was a leopard-like eyeliner between the eyes and the bridge of the nose, but it was also white, and the whole cat was black and white.

Seeing that Garriman was just looking at it without making any other movements, the little milk cat slowly retracted his threatening posture, and went around left and right to find that he couldn't bypass the human to eat food, and couldn't help but meow.

A piece of chicken breast was thrown straight at the kitten's feet by Garriman.

The little milk cat flashed back, and suddenly saw the food with a strange fragrance falling in front of him, I don't know if the cat is still young and has not experienced exercise, or is too hungry, it doesn't want to pounce forward, the front paw pressed the chicken breast and bit it, and after a while, it looked at Garriman with blank eyes, but still didn't dare to walk in front of Galimane. I just don't know if it's because it hasn't let down its guard or if it's afraid of the flames.

Still, Garriman continued to throw a piece of chicken breast.

The little cat happily stepped forward to feast, this time eating faster, and when it was done, it stuck out its tongue and licked the grease from its mouth, its turquoise eyes shining in the light of the campfire.

However, this time Garriman did not throw the chicken breast out again, but put it in the palm of his hand, and he put his hand on the tree pole floor, spread it out, and smiled at the little black milk cat hesitating there.

After waiting for a while and seeing that the little milk cat was still there, hesitating to move forward, Garriman shrugged helplessly. He shook the chicken breast from his palm, and tossed it to it again.

Garriman looked at the little thing that was happily eating, watched it finish the small piece of chicken breast in two or three clicks, and raised his little head to look at himself hopefully. But this time he had already stepped out of the tree hole, and when he saw that the little milk cat suddenly panicked and wanted to retreat, Garriman counted expressionlessly: "3.....2.....1..... fall!" ”

The little cat staggered a few steps, fell headlong, and almost fell down the round pole. You must know that this place is forty or fifty meters above the ground, more than ten stories high, and it is basically dead if you fall, or Garriman has a [mage's hand] to grab the body of the little milk cat and hold it in front of him.

Garriman pinched the back of the kitten's neck with his left hand and lifted it up, and the remaining right hand played with the kitten's body, checking for damage or skin diseases under the fur, pressing out the paws hidden under the meat pad to see, and then opening the kitten's mouth to see if it was healthy.

After conducting a full body examination of the little milk cat and finding that it was in good health, Garriman took out the spell book that had gradually degenerated into a notebook, turned to the page of [Pet Summoning], and took out the materials to begin the ritual of forcing the magic pet.

Originally, at the beginning, Garriman was not in a hurry about the contract magic pet, after all, it takes a lot of effort and time to find the magic pet that he likes and has outstanding ability, and it takes a little luck to achieve it, but now it's not the form stronger than the person, after entering the forest, Garriman found that he was still too weak, and during the day on the rugged road in the forest, no, there was no road, he was shuttling under strange rocks and air roots, and he had to be distracted at night to be alert to the surrounding situation and couldn't sleep at ease, Now I don't have enough energy, and I have to rush because of the urgency of time.

So he was already ready to quickly contract a demon pet as a helper during the time he was still able to support it, at least to keep vigil and provide some physical bonus.

Originally, there was no suitable target to appear, and Garriman was already ready to find animals of other species to contract, but now there is a relatively rare, half-magic creature, a feline named the Night Elf sent to the door, although it was a little wary and refused to come over and stand obediently to make a contract for Garriman, then he honestly and unceremoniously took the drug and directly fascinated it, and opened the bow hard.