Strictly speaking, as a time-traveler with an aura, most of the blame for not mixing well lies with Magellan himself. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He is not short of adventures, "self-confidence is born extraordinary and will be able to get ahead", so that Magellan seized a lot of fleeting opportunities, but also made him lose a lot of gains because of arrogance, but most of the time, he chose his favorite, so that "the most beneficial for him" away from him.

No one can say whether it is good or bad, except for himself, and Magellan never regretted it, except that he often complained that he had lost face in the crowd.

As a traverser, Magellan's "fortune" is definitely of a sufficient level, just like the silver spoon floating in front of him now, which is a transcendent power.

That's right, it's not a magic item, it's in the essence turbulence, Magellan didn't dare to take out the magic item, and when he didn't know, he took out the Luoyang shovel and the sapper shovel and used it, and he still felt heartache.

This extraordinary power, called the "Key of the Tongue", was given to Magellan by an old beggar. At first, Magellan thought that everyone was yellow, so he gave him something to eat, and then the old beggar gave him the spoon, which seemed to be worth a little money. It was long after that that Magellan discovered that this was a supernatural power.

The power of the tongue key is to be able to point out the nearest food to the person who has it, and the person's body and mind want to eat the most.

This involves the power of the human heart beyond the limits of magic, and there is no doubt that only supernatural power can do it.

So, Magellan wasn't actually unlucky. But as luck would have it, this supernatural power had not played a role in his path to prominence until now.

Man's fate is actually determined by himself, and from the day he knew the power of the Tongue Key, Magellan knew how terrifyingly valuable it was, and could easily change his life, but never thought about giving it to anyone.

And now, in the pouring rain, Magellan looked at the silver spoon that had rested steadily on the side of a spherical mushroom, and was extremely glad that he had not handed over the key of his tongue in the face of all kinds of temptations.

It was a white spherical mushroom, the size of a man's head, very conspicuous in the rainforest full of turquoise and brown black, but Magellan had never seen it before, indicating that it had grown in heavy rain, and he quickly confirmed his suspicion, and in the short moment he looked at the mushroom, the white ball was like a balloon that had been blown up.

Then Magellan saw the spherical mushroom shake lightly in a trance, and at that moment, the spoon of the tongue moved slightly, and the mushroom was dug up like lightning.

Magellan took the mushroom off the spoon and followed the tongue spoon forward, casually observing the large white ball in his hand.

It's light, much lighter than Magellan imagined it to be full of water, about the same weight as a regular edible mushroom. The surface of the mushroom looks completely devoid of the lid or handle, and there are no folds where the mushroom hides, just like a white round watermelon.

As the key to the tongue of extraordinary power, the criteria for choosing food are body and mind, that is, it is healthy and delicious. So Magellan didn't care what the mushroom was, just put it in his backpack and continued to follow the silver spoon.

Magellan knew that the White Hat might have spotted him, and the natives here must have been accustomed to such heavy rains, and the White Hat must have thought that the Key of the Tongue was a transcendent power, but he had nothing to fear. White Hat had fought for three years in this wild land for the extraordinary power of that relic, and he would not break his cooperation with the countess for anything. And now, Magellan is the countess's man.

With his back to the big tree to enjoy the shade, Magellan walked leisurely in the heavy rain, and his heart was extremely comfortable.

It was almost time for lunch, and Magellan, covered in mud, returned to the camp.

Ignoring the ridicule of several fellow explorers, Magellan walked into the camp's kitchen, a small gray tent far away from the rest of the tents.

Entering the tent, Magellan walked around the cauldron and down the stairs to the chef's kitchen.

"Come, Pitco, I'll show you a treasure. ”

"If you don't bring something really good, be prepared to make amends for interrupting my train of thought. Pico said angrily and turned around.

It was an orc, and the first thing anyone would notice when they saw his face for the first time was the big pig's nose, followed by the exaggerated huge fangs sticking out of his lips. Despite wearing a chef's hat, he looks like a butcher far more than a chef. This is Pico, the countess's chef, a great chef.

"You look at this first. ”

Magellan put the large bag on his back on the board and pulled out a small wild boar from it.

"Hmm......" Pico looked at the little boar with a meaningful look.

"And this. Magellan pulled out two more mushrooms.

Pico picked up a large white ball with a puzzled expression, put his nose up and took a deep breath.

Then an intoxicated smile appeared on his face.

"The old rule, I want one out of three. ”

Hearing Magellan say this, Pico's eyes widened: "You are indispensable." ”

"Can you still get this mushroom?"

"The right time, the right place, and the right people. "Magellan pointed to the sky, to the earth, and then to himself.

"It's a pity. Pico shook his head, then rolled up his sleeves, revealing his arms covered with thick black hair, and began to cook.

Magellan met Pico after joining the expedition, and now he can be regarded as a friend. Although Magellan can find countless precious ingredients with the spoon of the tongue, he is not a chef after all, and he can eat or cook, so wherever he goes, he will choose a chef with the best skills and make friends with him. The process is nothing more than finding precious ingredients, bringing them to express admiration, repeating it a few times, and the friendship is established.

Chefs are no exception, but because of his natural sense of smell, he can feel the preciousness of ingredients better, so he has a better relationship with Magellan.

Chef Pi is particularly fond of mushrooms, so when he saw the big white ball this time, his hands itched unbearably, and he decided to use all his efforts to live up to the time and place and gather together to get the precious ingredients that will see the light of day.

And Magellan sat on the side, watching Pico's performance and waiting to eat.

To be honest, there is magic in this world, there are more wonderful ingredients and different cultures, but the overall level of cooking is not much higher than the Western food in the previous life, and it is rare for a chef like Pico to have the ability and confidence to make dishes with never-before-seen ingredients, and Magellan is very glad to have met him.