Zhang Lin woke up listening to the sound of bubbling soup in the pot.

Rubbing his sore neck, he didn't rest very well last night, Zhang Lin finally rested in the room disguised by the bookcase, but don't think about any comfortable beds, there is only a simple bunk here.

After seeing the old mage's simple and rough cooking method yesterday, Zhang Lin didn't have much hope for the stewed things in this pot today, but it wasn't until he approached the pot that he realized that he still underestimated the other party.

I don't know what was added to the pot, it looked a little sticky, and some rattan branches and leaves that I didn't know what were tumbling up and down with the boiling soup, but fortunately, there were no terrifying things like animal bones floating in it.

Just like the wasteland world affected by nuclear radiation, there are some things that you can try to eat regardless of where they come from, but there are some foods that you don't want to eat even if you muster the courage.

In this world, it seems that because most things depend on the original flame to continue, and the weakening of the flame will cause things to mutate, there are basically no crops suitable for planting, and no one deliberately raises livestock, so it can be said that most of the food of people in this world comes from the gifts of nature.

Faced with the bowl of thick soup that Hazel served, Zhang Lin thought about it and chose to give up, there was no need to torture his stomach early in the morning, and then he took out some bread for the right reason that he had eaten the food provided by the other party last night and should have come today, although it was not delicious, at least it was normal.

"Why are you wearing such an ugly hat?"

Comparing the strange-tasting soup in the pot with the bread that Zhang Lin took out and could smell the faint aroma, Hazel also chose the latter. Hearing Zhang Lin's question, she straightened her hat, although her movements when she bent over did not loosen the tall hat.

"Is it ugly? It's modeled after a sacred creature in the ancient magical kingdom of Ulashilu, and I think it's pretty good. ”

I don't know what kind of stuffing is stuffed inside the yellow strip of cloth to form such a hat, and the extra strip of cloth underneath is also staggered around Hazel's upper cheek, revealing a pair of black eyes. Zhang Lin stared at the other party for a long time, and finally could only say that the aesthetic problem was too serious.

As he nibbled on the bread, Hezel turned and handed the other piece to the old mage who had been studying the scroll all morning.

The old mage took it and put it in his mouth without saying anything, and after taking a bite, he realized that it was not the food they usually eat, and asked without raising his head, "Hazel, when will you make this thing?" ”

"That's what this guy from yesterday gave me."

"Hmm, it tastes good."

The old mage muttered, but didn't say anything more, as if he was completely immersed in his own world.

Hazel sighed a little helplessly, and then added a handful of dead branches to the bottom of the pot where the soup was still boiling, so that the flame was strong again, and then filled two bowls of the strangely colored soup and gave one bowl to his father, and he took another bowl and ate the bread, the dry bread was still easier to drink with the order, but Zhang Lin, who was watching from the sidelines, still did not want to try this mixed taste.

However, Hazel was even more speechless when he saw that the old mage had only eaten half of the bread and stopped there, and then looked at Zhang Lin and said, "Huh, he won't take care of himself at all." ”

After eating what she was holding, Hazel simply cleaned up, and then shouted to her father again, "Father, don't wait until the food is cold to eat, we are leaving." ”

"Oh, I know," the old mage said, still staring at the scroll, shaking the half of the bread in his hand towards his daughter, "be careful on the road. ”

"There's a fire under the pot, don't let it burn your robe." Hazel stepped forward and pulled aside the old mage's robes, which had been spread out as he sat down, so as not to ignite the sparks that had fallen, "There are still some leftovers of the previous food, I have put them in the cupboard in the room, be careful not to be eaten by the big rats in the woods, if you need help with anything, just find the mage who has found you before, he has made a small library in the ruins not far away, he will probably be happy to help you...... By the way, are you listening? ”

"Uh-huh, I'm listening." If it weren't for the wide brim of his hat swaying up and down, he couldn't see the old mage nodding, and he never looked away from the beginning to the end, one couldn't help but think that he was just subconsciously answering.

Shaking his head helplessly, Hazel extinguished the flame under the pot, and then covered the pot again.

After hanging the crossbow on his waist, Hazel came to Zhang Lin with a pickaxe, "Okay, we can go." ”

Zhang Lin didn't need to prepare anything, he glanced at the old mage, and didn't care whether the other party really heard it or not, after saying his farewell, he followed Hezel along the path outside the dirt slope and left here, and while walking, Hezel looked back a few times with anxiety.

"If you really don't worry about your father, you can stay, I'll go alone, just tell me the way."

"No, good things have to be done," Hazel looked up into the distance, "and if you hurry, you should be able to get to the church before dark." ”

It's not a simple road in the game world, in fact, there is a long road between the forest, swamp and the secluded church, and just going around it will make some people with a weak sense of direction dizzy.

It wasn't until noon that the two came to an open field, and Hezel, who had been silent along the way, proposed to stop and rest for a while.

Zhang Lin watched Hazel wrap the grip of the pickaxe around with a strip of cloth, and asked with some curiosity; "Why did you choose such a weapon, it doesn't look very suitable for combat?"

"It's actually a magic weapon, I found it from the ruins of Urashlu," Hazel said, then raised his pickaxe, his right hand brushing the blade of the pickaxe, a flash of golden electricity surrounding it, "It can be used as a staff to assist in spellcasting, and it can perform temporary enchantments without the need for golden pine resin." ”

"But it still can't hide the fact that it's a pickaxe, isn't it so strange that everything left behind in the kingdom of Urashilu?"

"It's okay, but I have to thank you for my father giving me the crystalline sword," Hazel untied the long stick-like thing wrapped in strips of cloth on her back, revealing the silver-white artwork sword, she put the pickaxe aside, holding the bayonet and slowly stroked it, "It's a pity that my father didn't want to teach me, this weapon can only be more powerful by using crystallized magic, but my father only taught me some magic that he improved for the Flange Immortals, and there was nothing more than fast spellcasting." ”

Zhang Lin sat on a fairly flat stone and looked at Hezel, who was in a somewhat depressed mood at the moment, "Your father also said that crystallization magic is not suitable for humans, if you are not satisfied with his arrangement, you should probably find a chance to talk to him." He could see that the father and daughter cared for each other, and it felt very inappropriate for them to be stiff for a magical reason.

"This must be just an excuse," Hezel whispered a little unwillingly, "the sages of the Great Library, and the daughter of my father's twin brother, Klinsheed have learned crystallization magic, why can't she me?" My father only has one daughter, why can't I inherit his magic......"

The breeze swept the yellow fallen leaves on the ground, and Zhang Lin couldn't think of anything to say for a while, just looked at each other quietly.

"There must be some way......

A whisper came from under the yellow top hat.