Chapter 11 I'm going to hang up, are you afraid!

Yesterday, he said that he wanted to evolve from a first-watch party to a second-watch party, and then he had one more one. Then the signing station came short. Sure enough, you have more character, or have you been conquered by my momentum?

said that I wanted a second watch, but in fact, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to do it, and I couldn't make excuses for myself if I said it. But once you make up your mind, sure enough, good things will happen.

Although I have signed a contract before, so much time has passed, personnel have changed, and editors have long been changed, so it is naked. I was able to sign a contract before 30,000 words, and I was quite satisfied.

At present, the state of codewords is rising, but I still feel that I am not satisfied with what is written. I haven't written a food article, and I don't even read much of it, but it's still a brain-hole food article. Now I can't copy it if I want to. I hope I can find a good way to present what I want to write!

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Standing in front of the stove, facing Erica, Vera couldn't help but think of the afternoon when the teacher took her to see milk.

Erica's happy expression touched by the delicious taste is the best reward in Vera's eyes.

And this happy expression is just like what her face showed back then.

Even though she's handled this dish countless times, she's so experienced that she'll never have any problems making it.

But she knows that the most important thing about this dish is not just the skill of cooking. This fish soup is not only cooked with fish, but also contains strong feelings and thoughts.

And once this is not expressed properly, it will reduce the original delicacy to a third-rate.

It wasn't until Erica showed a touched expression that Vera finally relented and knew that everything had been done perfectly.

The spirit to be conveyed in a small scale is the truly endless delicacy.

Once there is no investment in this emotion and thought, the cooking is a boring pile of ingredients, and you can know the quality of the Tao as soon as you taste it.

The memories that had been forgotten flowed through Vera's heart one by one.

Born in the sea, I saw the shock of fish migration for the first time;

The surprise of seeing the teacher and tasting milk for the first time;

Leaving the sea and navigating the hardships of the continent;

The joy of successfully developing the way to eat fish scales;

The joy of finally passing the exam to become an official wizard;

......

It all came together in Vera's heart.

This little scale is not only the life of the fish, but also the life of Vera!

Although the experiences are different, the persistence in my heart has never changed.

Vera felt that she was the fish, constantly searching for it in the sea.

Vera's hometown is a place where there is nothing but the sea, and naturally, there is no such thing as milk, not even cows. It was the teacher's milk that made her see the vastness of this world.

For the first time, she knew that there were other beings beyond the sea in this world.

For the first time, she knew that the world was infinite, and there were infinite delicacies in the world.

She began to yearn for the world beyond the sea.

The confusion of her parents, the obstruction of her brother, and the complaints of her friends, but in the end, Vera embarked on the road to leave her hometown.

After coming to the mainland, I learned for the first time, and the richness of the food was unimaginable.

But life is not easy, and the wizard's path is extremely difficult. Discrimination, suspicion, and jealousy from outsiders make her miserable, and Vera is cautious and walks alone on the wizard's path.

Like a fish, she gave up her tears and kept trying new dishes. Explosion after explosion, explosion after explosion, explosion after explosion, never stopping.

Finally, the fish scale soup was developed.

Then, with this fish scale soup, she stepped into the wizard's arena.

And at the end of the day, under the light of the setting sun, the Wizarding Guild put a hat on her head, which symbolized her official wizard status.

She is a little fish who fights endlessly, chasing her own sweetness.

Each ring on the scales records not only the growth of the fish, but also the growth of Vera.

Erica was moved, both for the fish and for Vera.

There were tears in Erica's eyes.

This is not only because of the awakening of the female factor in the soul, but also because of this delicacy, for the creation of this delicious fish, and for the creation of this delicious wizard girl.

However, Erica didn't just feel moved, but also an inexplicable emotion.

Her body had become strange again, and this time even her skin had begun to turn crimson. There was also an inexplicable flush on his face, and his eyes seemed to be blurry because of tears.

Erica bit her lower lip and felt as if something was pouring out of her body. At this moment, her performance is like that of an adolescent girl, and her love has just begun.

Erica endured the discomfort, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and palms, her face flushed, her breathing was short, and her legs involuntarily pressed together.

The beating of the heart increased, the flow of blood increased, and Erica entered a state of inexplicable excitement.

Finding this, Vera just felt that some of Erica's appearance was strange, but the empty goblin who cared about Erica immediately grasped it.

Looking at Erica with concern, there were worries, joys, frustrations and sorrows in her heart.

Because she's seen this state, in Erica's mother.

It's a talent, a talent that is strong when it's strong.

Human beings are born with a competitive factor, and some people are even more so. The more you encounter a strong enemy, the more excited you will be, and the better your state will be, not only will you be able to play your strength perfectly, but you will be more likely to play at a super level.

And Erica has this talent.

Erica wasn't actually born by Erica's mother, Erica's body is an artificial life. Her lovely face was not born either, but was created by man. Erica was created by her mother, the owner of the Empty Elf, who extracted her own blood factors.

However, such an artificial life is just a simple puppet, at most it can only carry out some fixed commands, and has no soul and mind of its own.

So, Erica's mother injected the artificial goblin into Erica's body. Erica really came to life.

However, as an artificial goblin, the empty goblin can't understand the taste, and it is even more impossible to awaken the talent factor in this body.

Therefore, the empty goblin has worries and joys, but also feels sadness and frustration. Her goal and pursuit is to be a wizard of the sky, but she doesn't have the talent. No matter how hard she tried, nothing would come of it. The empty goblin, after all, is just a goblin with no wizarding talent.

It wasn't until Erica, a traverser, appeared, and under Vera's stimulation, that this talent factor finally awakened.

It was possible to prevent it, but if Alika hadn't just tasted the fish soup and experienced the spirit of resistance, out of fear of defeat and lack of self-confidence, Erica might still have suppressed this urge. But Vera's fish soup made Erica herself in a state of excitement.

And the most important thing is that Erica's talent is strong when it is strong, not that the stronger the opponent she encounters, the stronger she will be.

It means that the better the opponent's condition, the more his own state will be forced to improve with the opponent. On the contrary, Vera used her best cooking and was at her peak.

This time it's out of control.

Erica's sane is in danger of collapsing at any moment. If she continues to suppress like this, her body will be overwhelmed by overexcitement, and she may even die of excitement.

If you want to use a metaphor, you can only think of some kind of peculiar way of dying.

At this moment, Erica is in such a state.

Seeing this, the empty elf flew onto Erica's shoulder.

Soft words rang in Erica's ears.