The night breeze blowing from the direction of the Tarigan Desert was still hot, and when mixed with the characteristic smell of the desert, it was a little irritating.

But Shaliman, who was lying on his back on the grass, was extremely comfortable, pulling the weeds he could reach, stuffing them into his mouth one by one and chewing them carefully, savoring them, not paying attention to the bitter sea buckthorn mixed in the weeds, how lethal it was.

And in the crackling sound of the bonfire, Raymond, whose face was red by the bonfire, looked at Shaliman, who took away the bitter sea buckthorn, and counted silently in his heart.

Three......

Two......

One......

After a 'whoosh', Shaliman, who had just stuffed the bitter sea buckthorn into his mouth and chewed a mouthful, jumped up, lay on the ground and began to vomit.

But to Raymond's surprise, it was only chewing some weeds, but the dirt it spit out was a large basin, and it was the kind of big bathtub that could soak people all over......

So Raymond, who had just pulled out a smile at the corner of his mouth, saw the huge bathtub in front of him, and the scene he imagined.

Of course, in the scene, even after the one-eyed sandman Shariman soaked in the bathtub, the ensuing feeling made him sick, and he quickly turned his gaze away and asked. "Is it delicious?"

'Uh-uh-uh' Shaliman, who was still retching, couldn't speak, but his right hand was still raised and waved in Raymond's direction to show that it was okay.

The campfire, which had a thorough view of the camp, was quiet after a few moments.

Wipe the corners of his mouth and return to Shariman in front of the campfire. His left hand was still holding most of the bitter sea buckthorn, and his face was gloomy, but he still remembered to salute Raymond first, and then sit down facing Raymond. He complained as he handed over the bitter sea buckthorn in his hand. "My lord, what kind of plant is this, it's so unpalatable......

His whole face was wrinkled, and the corners of his mouth were still twitching, and Shaliman, who obviously didn't expect that the lethality of bitter sea buckthorn could be so great.

But Raymond, who had warned it before, smiled at its sad face, and then casually condensed a memory light ball of the surface plane plant, and gave it a slow explanation. "There are only more than ten kinds of plant classifications in the wizarding world. But there are more than a million species, but less than one in 1,000 of them are directly eaten......"

Speaking of this, he glanced at Raymond from Shaliman, and the smile on his face became more and more gentle. "But among the thousands of plants that can be used. No one can answer how many are mutating and inedible at any given moment......"

Raymond's explanation caused shock and horror in Shaliman's eyes at first, but when he finished speaking, only doubts remained.

Knowing that it was still confused, Raymond smiled and picked up a goose intestine grass that had grass seeds everywhere from his side. After collecting the tiny seeds. He gave Shariman a demonstration.

The hundreds of grass seeds produced by the same goose intestine grass have a mutation of one percent in the third generation after being spawned by Raymond's magic.

A single birth is only a few tens of breaths, and after using the nutrient solution obtained from the Tower Land, the seeds of the plants that were spawned by the spell have the ability to continue to grow.

Therefore, after the ordinary goose intestine grass was spawned dozens of times, Raymond, who continued to use the seeds of the mutant plant to induce, quickly expanded its 'variability', making its final mutant slightly toxic in the seventy-sixth generation.

Just an hourglass effort. When these completely mutated plants were placed in front of Shaliman's eyes, his eyes were already bulging. A face full of fear.

"You have the realm of a fifth-level wizard and the corresponding strength, but you don't have any accumulation and precipitation of basic theoretical knowledge, I think that this knowledge has been sealed in the seed of memory by Silas, and I want you to master it after you are promoted to the dawn level," Raymond, who also took out the seed of memory of the turquoise crystal, saw that Shariman was just a moment to look at the seemingly ordinary goose intestine grass in front of him and salivate, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed and admonished Shaliman. "Don't think that today's strength can make you fearless, many things can't be eaten indiscriminately!"

After tapping his mouth, Shaliman, who withdrew his coveted gaze from the goose intestines, stood up and said very solemnly. "I understand, my lord, I won't dare to ...... in the future"

Salliman, who bowed respectfully, and then walked to the side to extract the information in the memory light ball, began to study.

With an open mind and extreme seriousness, and with such hard work, Raymond believed that after mastering the various plant information contained in the memory light orb, it should be able to make it twist somewhat.

Of course, the amount of information contained in the memory ball was not something that Shariman could grasp for a while.

So looking at Shaliman's expression of surprise, surprise, or depression, Raymond sitting in front of the bonfire was a little emotional.

Clumsy by nature, but believing in the concept of 'diligence can make up for clumsiness', Saliman is like a crystal clear and flawless crystal, overflowing with joy, anger and sorrow, and has an unusual curiosity about everything in the outside world.

Of course, if you take into account its thousands of years of living alone in the Tarigan Desert, such an existence is simply an example of mental fortitude, and it is no wonder that Silas, the Lord of the Desert, also regarded him as a nephew, and sealed it in the temple before the start of the war of destruction, giving it a chance to come back to life.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little envious of the one-pupiled sandman Shaliman, because he himself should have been wandering alone all these years.

Although she accepted her disciple Porcelain girl Anita before, in the end, she was left in the ice cave in the extreme north of the Nightmare World because of the problem of studying the exercises, receiving the guidance of the Calamity Lord Gracie......

Thinking of this, the delicate and cute face of the porcelain girl Anita automatically appeared in his mind, and his expression softened.

It's just that such memories were quickly erased by him, because Raymond understood that if he wanted to survive, then although his strength was still the foundation, the question of whether he needed to cultivate the strength of his subordinates was because of the occurrence of a series of events that he was forced away from the Tower Land this time, so that he had to face and face it again, and he needed to start implementing it as soon as possible.

Stevich, the disciple of Gavin, the former low-ranking deacon of the Supreme Council, was one of his favorites, but unfortunately he was in a difficult situation because of his expulsion this time, and he could not be extricated in the near future.

But that kid is also a resolute person, although his strength is not as strong as that of the one-eyed sandman Shaliman, but the caution and calmness he has are all advantages that the one-eyed sandman Shariman does not have.

So after Raymond's eyes turned to Shaliman, who was studying, he finally made up his mind.

If it can be promoted to the realm of the Dawn level, then not only can he have one more helper, but also the large amount of information contained in the seed of memory left by the desert lord Silas can be completely mastered by him.

Because this seed of memory has been kept by him for more than half a month, the information fragments contained in it have gradually pieced together some relatively complete information as he extracts it every day, so that he finally has a vague outline of the powerful roots of ancient wizards!

As soon as he thought of this, after retracting his gaze on Shaliman, Raymond infiltrated his spiritual power into this seed of memory, and made the fragments of information contained in it be copied and stored by the chip, and compared them with the information collected before and then pieced together and organized.

But because of the activation of the chip, there was also a faint red glow in Raymond's pupils, although it gradually disappeared with the improvement of the progress of the chip task, but the change that appeared in him was noticed by the one-eyed sandman Shaliman who was sitting not far away...... (To be continued......)