This place is far from the mountains, and even the boiling water is at a lower temperature than other places, and the boiling water is fast, but the cooking meat is very slow, not to mention that the Glerint still brings dry beef...... After boiling for seven or eight minutes, the slightest aroma was already wafting out of the small iron pot, which made Glerint secrete saliva frantically, and he looked at Trip, who was fiddling with firewood, and asked expectantly:

"How long does it take to cook for a fire like this?"

It's not that he's hungry, it's just an instinctive craving for food when people are hungry.

The old man wrapped a roll of dry tobacco, carefully stuffed it into his arm-long iron smoke pot, carefully leaned over to the fire, and grinned without looking back as he lit the cigarette:

"You can't be in a hurry, if it's just for cooking, it's easy to do, it's half an hour, but if you want it to be easy to eat, then you have to cook it softer, or less it will take an hour...... This is still not into the grassland, if you go deep, you can't boil meat at all, you can only roast and eat, that's dry and hard, I don't know if you can go down to the mouth. ”

Ha?

My dignified Sequence 6 extraordinary, can still be stumped by a bite to eat?

Glerint raised his eyebrows, pretended to be impatient to open the pot in which the meat was boiling, looked at it, and then covered it again, and threw a "twist" in his hand, twisting the action of "covering the pot" into "closing", and then said mysteriously:

"Old man, don't you know, this pot I brought is not ordinary, don't look at him ordinary, in fact, it is the latest invention of the Steam Church! It is especially suitable for use in particularly high mountain places, and it can be boiled for one or twenty minutes, which is equivalent to your ordinary pot for one or two hours. ”

Isn't it, after all, it's a "pressure cooker" constructed with extraordinary abilities...... Even when the lid was lifted later, Glerint didn't dare to remove the "closure" directly, and had to give it an "air straw" first to export the high-pressure air flow inside, otherwise it would be easy to fry.

"Really?"

The old man looked around the pot suspiciously, but he didn't notice anything different about it.

However, although the faith of the Steam Church in the Southern Continent is not very large, it is very famous, because most of the natives know that the machine guns and artillery that defeated them on the battlefield were originally from the Steam Church.

So he didn't dig any deeper.

It wasn't just him who was suspicious, but Afra next to him also gave Glerint a strange look.

Isn't this just what the teacher bought casually?

However, the inspiration of the "apprentice" is not low, she was already aware of the "closure" just now, and roughly guessed that Gleilint used extraordinary abilities, so she made up a lie.

Sure enough, the aroma of the broth could no longer penetrate the closed pot.

Half an hour later, Grelynt followed the preset program by first deflating the pot with an "air straw", and then "twisting" the action to "unseal" while removing the lid...... Suddenly, a rich aroma of meat quickly spread around.

"Haha, the effect is really good."

Glerint laughed a lot, as if he were talking about the pot, but in fact he was talking about the idea he had come up with, and then he scooped out three bowls of meat and soup, took his share, soaked the wheatcake softly, and chewed it deep and shallow. Tripp was still a little unconvinced, but when he took a bite of the beef and knocked his teeth hurt, he suddenly let go of his brow and immersed himself in the soft aroma of meat, but what he thought to himself was:

"This lord is easy-going, and usually those who do business have eaten the servants themselves, and when the servants have finished eating, it is my turn to scoop up some leftover soup...... I don't know where he came from? ”

Naturally, there is no answer to this question.

Soon, the group had lunch, and after a short rest, they once again embarked on the journey to the south.

To the west of the Hagati steppe is the Star Plateau of West Bailang, so this trip to Gleilint is destined to gradually go to a higher altitude.

The grassland area is vast, and it is usually a long walk before you can see a felt-fur tent, and there are often many cattle, sheep, horses, and large dogs that can scare away lone wolves.

Since these herdsmen could afford to raise herds of cattle and sheep, they were certainly not the poorest of the bunch, so Grelynt did not go down to talk or inquire about them. He always remembered that the purpose of his trip was to try to use the suffering of others to influence himself, and to change his original mind to achieve an alternative "corruption" in order to completely digest the potion.

But with a utilitarian heart, how can you make yourself a less utilitarian person?

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When it was dark, the group came to the first stop into the grassland:

Sloanzland.

In fact, it is not a "city" in the ordinary sense of the word, because it has neither tall walls nor landmarks, but can only be regarded as a gathering place for human beings. Even the houses have only a small area in the middle, and the outer layer is one tent after another, mostly white wool anvils, and a few yellow-brown leathers.

"The 'houses' here can only be lived in by those officials and wealthy people of the big caravans who come and go from the south to the north."

Seeing Gleilynt looking out at the mud-walled house on the inner floor, Tripp tapped the handrail with his cigarette gun, shook off some of the ashes, and duly explained to Glerint, as if to dispel his non-existent intentions.

Glerint smiled dumbly, shook his head indifferently, and didn't intend to explain anything to him.

Afra, however, though gentle and well-behaved, was unusually obsessed with Glerinte's reputation, and bowed to him without being salty:

"This is Uncle Tripp, you don't know, if you really want to talk about identity, there are few guys in it who can compare to the teacher."

Regardless of whether this is the case or not, if this is said, it is an offense.

"Oh, that's a big breath."

Just as Tripp was approaching the "city" in front of him, a young man on horseback happened to pass by, and happened to hear Afra's "wild words", so he rode his horse and leaned over to Afra, who had left the carriage and came out to blow the wind, and chuckled mockingly.

Afra's eyebrows were slightly raised, and she turned her head to reason with him.

At this time, Glerint, who was suddenly moved, with a little vigilance, lifted the curtain of the carriage and stepped out.

"Teacher."

Seeing that Glerint had come out, Afra didn't care about reasoning with the young man anymore, but floated two dimples and greeted Glerint with a low brow.

Gleilint locked his inspiration and gaze on the visitor, but he didn't care about Afra's emotions, and only let out a low "um".

This is a typical Southern Continental, about 170 centimeters tall, looks a little bigger than Glerinte, has the same deep facial features as the Alister brothers and sisters, but not as delicate as them, may be exposed to the wind and sun of the grassland all the year round, the muscles on the face often pull the muscles, the skin has different degrees of cracks, but compared to the Alister brothers and sisters, his complexion is much fairer.

- Although in Glerint's view, this is only the difference between the ash of the bottom of the pot and the ash of the firewood.

Of course, none of this is the point, the point is that he is an extraordinary being, and the kind that can touch Glerint's senses.

"Lawyers" are not the kind of highly inspired way, they perceive other extraordinary people, usually use the position of a certain person, and directly judge his level, Gleilint is no exception, he has long sent his consciousness to the "Duke of Entropy" person, so the "degree of chaos" of a certain person, it can be said that he has the ability to identify far beyond his own sequence level, but after all, he does not borrow extraordinary characteristics, so he can see that the other party is a non-low level of extraordinary, this is the limit, It is not possible to determine the specific level of the other party with relative accuracy.

"Rune?"

Before Glerint could speak, the other man looked him up and down, muttered a sentence in an uncertain manner, and frowned heavily.

It was "chatter", but his voice was not small, not to mention Glerint, even Tripp could hear it clearly...... Or rather, he didn't mean to hide it at all.

What happened to the Rune? Rune people eat your big ...... Cattle and sheep?

Although Glerint did not like the colonization of Rune's army, that did not mean that he did not recognize his identity. When thinking about certain issues, he didn't mind standing in the perspective of the colonized people of the Southern Continent, but after all, he had read through the memories of the original owner, Gleiling, and in this world, his personal cultural identity still had to be biased towards Rune.

Just as he was about to say something, the young man said in a loud voice:

"Then it's no wonder."

As he spoke, he took a closer look at Glerint, then at Afra beside him, shook his head, tugged at the reins, and was about to ride away.

"Stop!"

Somehow, Glerint, who had always been extremely calm, was made nameless by his movements and demeanor, so he wrapped himself in the unique majesty of the second way of order, and shouted with full anger.

The effect of this loud drink was good, and the young man did not say anything about it, but the horses under his crotch were suddenly stopped by the drink, and the two tremblers, excrement and relics were left together, even if the master shook the reins of the horse and pumped it on his back, he did not dare to move half a step.

Looking at its owner again, his brain was also shocked, and he fell into a blank for a short time.

"Huh?"

Gleilynt was also a little surprised, he didn't expect that the roar he roared with momentum would have a bit of a "dragon power" flavor in plain water.

"Hmm, maybe I'm used to being in a high position, so I unconsciously cultivated some power, right?"

Glerint guessed uncertainly, and turned his gaze back to the young man who had turned his head stiffly, and instead of hastening to blame him or humiliate him, he inquired:

"Who are you?"

"So high-minded, so arrogant, it must not be simple? Why don't you report a name? ”

In the whole world, there are large and extraordinary forces with angelic power, he is very clear, so he really doesn't believe that there will be any existence in this border place of the East Bailang Colony that he can't afford to provoke at all, this young man's attitude is so disgusting, he doesn't give him a little punishment, but he really thinks that he Gleilint is engaged in charity?

The majesty of an "emperor" is not something that anyone can provoke.

This is because he is paranoid, first, he is not a real "emperor" after all, and he has no power under his command that can be used at will; Second, for a real "emperor", "might" and "strictness" are two different things, and his idea of wanting to punish the other party is "strict" but strict, but "might" may not be able to be withdrawn.

After a moment of trance, the young man came back to his senses, turned his head stiffly, his eyes wandered, and he looked at Gleilint and the others quite jealously:

"This person is not simple, he can directly scare my horse with a casual drink, and even I myself lost my mind for a moment, and finally regained my attention."

He hesitated for a few more moments before he looked squarely at the roof of Gleilingt's ox-cart, and said vaguely:

"Hmph, now you look a little bit like you said the same thing before."

"But this is still an essential difference compared to the high-level extraordinary people of our Zimmerman family, after all, I advise you to bypass Sloansland a little better."

Oh, clumsy technique, deliberately using words to provoke me, trying to transfer the contradictions between each other to me and his family......

Glerint saw through his plan at a glance, and secretly laughed, and asked again:

"So, what's your name?"

But what he didn't expect was that the purpose of this young man's words to provoke him was not to provoke him to scare his family and send him to death, but to divert his attention...... At the same time, a thick mockery was left on the spot:

"Ha, idiot, my name is Leif, sir, if you have the guts, come to Sloansland to find me!"

Glerint leaned forward abruptly, and his right hand was just about to be raised, but suddenly he didn't know what he thought, and slowly put it away, and after dropping the sentence "enter the city" without emotion, he got back into the carriage.

At the same time, several sets of key words appeared in his heart: subconsciously provocative, incarnating into flames, diverting attention to obtain the opportunity to escape, and it also seemed to have a bit of a "conspiracy" flavor......

"This man is a 'conspirator'?"

I didn't guess the "Reaper" because, if he didn't play the law, at his age, even if he just became a "conspirator", he was very talented, and it was also the end of the world, the "primordial" will faded, and the low-order extraordinary promotion became easier and cheaper. Therefore, there is basically no need to consider the sequence 5 that requires ritual assistance to be promoted, and the "hunter" path represents war, which is the positive of calamity, and in this remote place, I am afraid it is not so easy to prepare for the ceremony.

"By the way, I'm not such a easily provoked person, is this the effect of 'provocation'?"

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"Having said that, I just have a 'Hunter Mantis' here, which happens to be a sequence 5 characteristic, and the extraordinary characteristics of this rank already have a relatively obvious aggregation effect...... In this way, the reason why he inadvertently approached was also found. ”

This reminded Glerint that he had to pay attention to the three demigod-level items in his hand, otherwise it would be very bad if it converged on the side of the Esoteric Society Sage and the Aurora Society "Secret Sage", and there was also an adjoining path of Amon...... All three of these paths are too dangerous to work, and after Klein releases the Zarathu of Sequence 1, there will be one more object to watch out for.

"Hmm, I wonder how Carol handled the fusion effect between the Parasite Chain and Amon?

Her mother is a demigod, and she is a demigod in the Jacob family with a lineage, and she is a demigod in the 'Hermit of Destiny' Gathering, so it is impossible not to know the great enemy of Amun. ”

Gleilynt knew that the ancestor of Jacob had been eaten by Amun as early as the Quaternary, and he had quietly watched the descendants of Jacob, arranging one back hand and treasure after another in a panic, and burying a doppelganger in the treasure of Beckland...... But the "Hermit of Destiny" did survive for so long under the pursuit of Amon......

Don't say that he deliberately kept it and didn't want to eat it, Glelint clearly remembered that when he picked up Klein's cheap in Beckland, he said that he wanted to use the mouse demigod to sneak into the "Destiny Hermit" party, which means that he really couldn't track down that party, and he couldn't catch up with the demigod extraordinary inside, because with the situation at that time, he was already sure of victory, and there was no other object around to watch, and he no longer had any "fraud" objects, so Glerint roughly judged that it should be a truth.

Amun's terrible lies in the crushing of his low-ranking enemies, including the Sequence 1 trait of Paslel, which he later plotted to crush.

As a person, He really didn't take advantage of anything...... Whether it's Klein in the angelic personhood, or the wolf in Godforsaken, or Zarathu...... Therefore, Gleilynt is afraid of Him and fears Him, but it is only at the middle and low rank and the Sage level, if he really has the same angelic personality, he will always be able to run away if he can't beat him.

Of course, in addition to being crushed by the person, his cunning is also commendable, but with the information and familiarity with him that Glelint has, he is hardly afraid that he will use "fraud" against him.

Compared to it, his brother was a little more terrifying.

As long as they grasp their own desires, even true gods can become pawns in his hands.

And the point is that he's still paranoid, in a way, no different from a madman!

But in any case, this convergence effect between the high-sequence properties of the same pathway is most obvious in the extraordinary world, and there seems to be no other way to deal with it than to use angelic persons or essentia to forcibly suppress it.

"Could it be that there is something special about the demigods of the 'Thief' path, and this special can help them to circumvent the influence of the 'Extraordinary Trait Gathering' to a certain extent?"

He made this guess thoughtfully.

For him, the "Cockroach Grip" doesn't have to worry too much about this problem, because he also has a "Duke of Entropy" trait, and Glerint can be regarded as a debt to the aggregation effect of this path...... Fortunately, when the sequence is low, the connection between himself and that characteristic is very small, and its aggregation effect is suppressed by the strange space or essentia, and when his sequence level gradually increases, the connection with that characteristic becomes closer, and the aggregation effect of this method will become more and more obvious to him.

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