The witch forgot to add sugar.

Taking advantage of the fact that none of them noticed this vital fact, and was only busy with the work in front of him, Fang Nuo slipped into the witch's hut and rummaged through the cabinets to find an unopened bag of something that looked like sugar.

Fang Nuo had learned that humans would synthesize all kinds of messy things, and even things that could not be distinguished from each other on the outside, they might not be the same or similar in nature.

The pouch, which contained white grains that looked like refined sugar on the surface, was thrown to the floor very simply when he remembered the innocent words of the owner of the cottage a few days ago when he was preparing herbal tea, and never received any more favor from him.

That is probably the poison that the Demon Beast Hunter will use when he returns to his old business, Fang Nuo thought to himself.

The woman, since she had asked the carriage merchant for those useless items, why didn't she ask him for a packet of refined sugar?

It is a "handicraft" belonging to human beings, and it is the "essence of sugar" that is extremely difficult to find in nature outside of human territory.

Huang Xian, who is in charge of teaching the juniors in the family, said that only human beings, and some natural beings who like to perform their magic skills in some places with dangerous terrain and harsh environment, no one will be so idle, refining and processing a piece of material many times.

Before seeing the opposite with his own eyes, Fang Nuo chose to trust the elders of the clan.

The snow-white beast climbed up and down the house for a few more moments, making a series of tinkling noises, but he didn't hear them.

Finally, in the low storage cabinet near the kitchen, he found the familiar reddish-brown candy cube.

This was after he knocked down the locker entirely, and then fell out on his own.

Fang Nuo ignored the furniture that had fallen to the ground and had been transformed from a locker into a landing platform, grabbed the candy cube, turned his head and ran out the door.

He could have reclined down directly on the cushion on the small table by the window, and when the next day came, the results of the two birds and one person tonight would naturally be displayed before his eyes.

It also skips the waiting step, saving anxiety and helplessness.

However, since they all helped to find it, and they found it, how would they know their hard work and their contribution to this nonsensical thing if they didn't take it out to make snacks and forgot to add sugar?

Fang Nuo cheered up and ran back to the busy people and birds.

Thanks to me, he "snapped" the candy cubes next to the dough that was waiting to rise, and by the way, he left the stack of recipes with them.

The paper is presented with the universal human script, which is neatly written, unlike a monster with hair and flesh pads on its feet, and its joints are not as flexible as a human being.

Fang Nuo is confident that humans will not doubt him.

This look is a reminder that one of her kind can't stand it anymore, and kindly makes it.

As for who this "kind" is...... It could be Erica, whom the witch promised to take care of and met before today's bonfire, or "Mr. Yoi", a carriage merchant.

No matter how developed the human imagination is, it has limitations, and they will not think in a direction that exceeds common sense, and after realizing that they may be "stupid", they will adjust to a more reasonable direction of thinking.

Perhaps, in the future, when she has nothing to do, all kinds of thoughtful and terrifying thoughts will suddenly pass through her mind, but they are not enough to attract her attention.

After "becoming famous", Fang Nuo left with his head held high under the gaze of the mourning birds who "underestimated you".

Strange to think about, his people are all nocturnal creatures, often active from dusk, and the daybreak likes to stay in the family's lair.

But he was not, so he often missed the hunting lessons he had to do with his peers.

Fang Nuo likes to nest in one place, let the dead branches and snowflakes cover him, and sleep until he wakes up naturally.

If he can't find his peers everywhere in the lair after opening his eyes, he will go to find his elders to receive theoretical teaching.

The extra time after skipping the hunting class allowed him to listen to several more stories of outside world experiences and adventures from the Great Rhubarb Fairy.

But these experiences do not mean that he is a bad boy who loves to skip school, on the contrary, he has excellent grades in theory class, and finally successfully passed the hunting test in the actual combat class.

He also worked hard to make up for the skills he had learned after class through self-study and consulting with peers and elders.

However, his willful behavior created the result that he failed to solve Xiao Hei with one blow and gave the other party and the bird queen taro a chance to become friends with him.

"When you go back, ask your elders more about the skills of controlling spiritual power...... If you can use the 'miracle' as you like, even if you can't catch the prey with your claws and teeth, it's not a big deal. ”

He was able to use the "Spiritual Mist" released by the Spiritual Power Seed, as well as the "Miracle Creations" such as the silver-blue string, to achieve the same effect as most of his peers who were slightly familiar with hunting.

"Now, they are part of my power and should be used by me."

"Well, you also have to be prepared to encounter the 'Psionic Prohibition', and you still have to learn the skills you should master." After seeing the "miracles" of "forbidden miracles" in underground works, Fang Nuo has a new understanding of this world full of "miracles".

He realized that his past skipping class was incorrect, and secretly vowed that when he returned to Huangxian Ling, he would not repeat the same mistakes.

Fang Nuo, who was satisfied with the display of his strength, gathered all the thoughts in his mind, and easily rushed into the room, and came to the cushion on the small table in front of the window.

He leaped high and plunged headlong into the center of the flower-shaped cushion, his hairy tail hanging down first on the horizon, then his hind feet and body.

He adjusted to a more comfortable position, curled up on the cushion that stained his scent, and drifted off to sleep.

But I didn't have a good dream.

Fang Nuo was very aware that he was dreaming, and that someone was shouting "Fang Nuo" in the dream—his name in his self-perception seemed to be a repetition of the "hallucinations of the dark tunnels" when he left the underground works.

"Tsk." The snow-white beast grinded its teeth and tried to take a few steps on the ground in its dream.

It's similar to how he felt when he was in the "Blue River of Memory", he thought nonchalantly.

It must have been the stupidity of the witch and the two birds that irritated him, and he instantly put the blame for the current situation on the innocents he knew.

"My dreams." He took a few steps in the direction his instincts had specified, and in the process, the scene in the dream gradually became clear, "What do you want to tell me?" ”

"There are so many things that confuse me, if there is something that can only be told to me by my subconscious in dreams, then show it quickly."

He was amazed at how skillfully he could utter such a paragraph.

He didn't understand why he said that—what happened in a dream didn't need logic.

The environment in the dream gradually changed into an ice cave.

Even though he knew that the scene in front of him was not reality, Fang Nuo still felt a biting chill.

The wind howled in his face, carrying water vapor in the wind, and as soon as it touched his hair, it condensed into ice crystals.

Soon, a thick layer of frost hung on his hair all over his body, which was originally white, but now looked "so white that it reflected colorful light".

"'Ice Hell'." He remembered what he had heard the other day.

"They all say 'think about it day and dream about it at night', but I don't take that guy's past to heart, why do I dream of the 'ice hell' where she seems to have lived in the past?"

"Unless......" he quickly thought of another possibility, "I've been here too." ”

"I don't have a corresponding memory...... Even in a lucid dream, I can't recall it. Fang Nuo leaned down to reduce the area of contact with the wind and snow, "My memory now tells me that I am just a white, ordinary 'yellow fairy'. ”

Against the blizzard in his dreams, he crawled slowly.

I don't know how long it took for the sound of the storm to sound in my ears.

The limbs, which had been frozen a few times and quickly returned to normal due to the dream, also got rid of the numbness, as if the blood was starting to flow through them again.

Fang Nuo raised his head, his gaze passed over the chaotic ice edges, icicles, and cages hidden in various ice crystal creations in the "Ice Hell", and on the ice wall facing him not far away, he vaguely saw the shadow of a behemoth.

It has towering shoulders and a head ornament that resembles the "Blood Red Flame Mushroom", or "Burning Flame", or "Burning Flame".

Because it was a shadow, Fang Nuo was not sure of the true image of the "ornament".

However, it reminded him of a certain creature that lived in the Xuancai Mountains.

"Moose".

When you flatten the horns of the moose and look at it from the side, it looks exactly like the shadow that catches your eye at this moment.

Fang Nuo stared at the shadow in his dream for a long time, and barely made out the dividing line between the other party's head, neck, and body.

After seeing the outline of its throat protruding, Fang Nuo was thrilled to discover that the other party had a "jaw sac".

This is exactly one of the characteristics of the "Moose"!

Different from the "elven deer" that could be seen on the periphery of Huangxian Ridge in the past, these creatures that only haunt the oral accounts of the big yellow fairy, and are rumored to be huge, several times the size of those "little deer" and hundreds of times that of the yellow fairy.

They have huge heads, long, neck-length faces, and large, droopy noses with eyes that are said to be very small.

After seeing the "big eyes" of emus, Fang Nuo has a new understanding of the "ratio of eyes to heads", and he is also very good at associating the facial image of the corresponding animal according to the description of his elders.

Their throats had a jaw pouch that looked like a long column, and the elders who had depicted them to Fang Nuo had not encountered a family of monsters on the moose throne, so they had not been able to find out what this feature was for.

And according to whether these giant beasts have horns on the top of their heads, they can distinguish their gender, which is the same as the common "elven deer".

On the top of the head of the male beast are flat shovel-shaped antlers, which are rough in texture, protruding from the base of the horns to the left and right sides for a short time, and then extending the brow branches and main trunk horizontally.

The front looks like a stretched human palm with a wide and unfolded palm.

It is said that these creatures have a well-developed sense of smell and hearing, and have good night vision, but unfortunately, as ordinary beings, they are unable to enhance their perception through spiritual powers, cannot see colors, and cannot recognize stationary objects around them.

If this behemoth can evolve into a monster, it will surely become the best place where they haunt...... However, now that he has such a huge body, it doesn't seem to matter whether he has turned on his spiritual wisdom or not.

Fang Nuo stared at the shadow of the moose in his field of vision, hoping in his heart that the other party would hurry up and "move".

Even in his dreams, this was the first time he had come into contact with such a creature, which meant that he had one more capital to show off to his peers when he returned home.

After explaining to his peers what he has seen and heard these days, he will ask the elders about his memories and life experience......

No, Fang Nuo shook his head, there was no need to do this, he should first knock on the side, test the elders' thoughts, and then decide whether to ask him directly what he wanted to know.

He thinks about everything related to the family very well, thinking that when he does things that are closely related to the family, he can always be smooth sailing.

Fang Nuo never thought about what he would do if things didn't go as smoothly as he had envisioned and couldn't be easily resolved by his abilities.

In his cognition, as long as he returned to Huangxian Ridge, he would never encounter unexpected bad luck again, and he would never be involved in the conspiracy of other demon beasts again.