"Speaking of which, the acquisition of this card has something to do with Lord Moro. It happened nearly 3 months ago..." Angel said to Moro about the strange seabird he encountered that day. Come.
"The strangely dressed seabird left after drinking the tea made from the morning dew after the rain. Before leaving, leave this gold card to me."
After Angel finished speaking, Moruo's expression was a little strange, mixed with regret and envy. You know, when he left Pat Manor, Angel gave him most of the morning dew after the rain.
Although the morning dew after the rain is only a low-level magic plant, its unique effect is comparable to the Bailan potion. For the vast majority of wizard apprentices, Bai Lan's Pharmacy is a medicine that can only be looked at and can't afford.
Moruo had originally planned to make a fortune by relying on the morning dew after the rain after returning to the Fan Continent, to see if he could seize the opportunity to get the guidance of the official wizard. So along the way, he never took out the morning dew after the rain, and even Florent didn't know that he had this magical tea on him.
I didn't expect that he hid it tightly, just to get a chance; but I didn't expect that Angel would get a chance when he took it out generously and drank it!
Moro hates it!
I knew earlier, I knew earlier...
Alas, Moro sighed suddenly in frustration, how could this world know anything earlier, it was just a lack of luck, and the time didn't wait for me.
No one noticed the change in Moro's expression, and even if he did, no one would care.
"Hahahaha, it turns out that your gold card was given by Lord Toby!" Tang Wease said.
"Lord Toby? Is it that strangely dressed seabird with a backpack?" Angel asked suspiciously.
Tang Wease turned in a ballet, with a look of admiration on his face: "Yes, it is Lord Toby! Lord Toby is the master's favorite magic pet, and his status in the Barbie restaurant is equal to that of the owner!"
When Angel continued to ask about Toby's situation, Tang Wease stopped talking, but said with a smile: "Hahaha, when the guests wait to eat, they will naturally see Lord Toby."
In the story Angel told just now, Tang Wease's focus was on 'Toby', but the focus of other extraordinary people was on the morning dew after the rain.
However, Angel followed Tang Wease, and they were not as familiar with Angel as Moro, so they could only keep it in their hearts.
As for the official wizard, after learning the origin of Angel Jinka, he no longer pays attention to him. The effect of morning dew after rain is unattractive to formal wizards.
Only Heloline from White Coral Floating Island Academy gave Angel a deep look.
Good luck is also part of strength. If Angel can keep this strong luck, maybe it is not impossible to be promoted to the official wizard.
Heloline thought in her heart, if this kid's talent is not bad, you can observe it first.
By the way, what did he want to ask Mora just now? What happened to the "test talent day"? Seems to be interrupted by Moro.
It doesn't matter, it's just a lucky talent, and it's not necessarily a tree.
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The deep corridor, with needle-pointed branches and vines crawling all over the walls of every gap, from time to time a gorgeous blood-red rose, under the extreme contrast, has a sense of absolute despair.
At the end of the corridor, the bright red curtains blocked the view. Behind the curtains was the banquet room of Barbie Restaurant, to be precise, the banquet room of the bronze card VIPs.
"Oh ho ho ho, the devil's vine seeds here have matured and can be planted in the brains of black-skinned goblins. Hohohoho, in just three months, you can harvest the most delicious brain flowers." Plump to fat, fat to fat The purple-haired woman with six chins held up a fragrant, but purple-black-looking cocktail glass with white goo in front of Sanders, "Old friend, do you want a drink? Oh ho ho ho , drink this cup of black essence brain flower, you can improve your mental concentration to ten days and ten nights without getting tired."
Sanders removed the black high-felt hat from his head, revealing short curly gray-green hair. Putting the hat on the table, Sanders took the cocktail glass from Gloria's hand, and drank the brain flower who regarded Flora as a dark dish indifferently.
"It tastes good." Sanders put down his glass, crossed his fingers, and shrugged noncommittally.
"Hey, I forgot to tell you that the black essence brain flower also has a strong release effect on the brain Shulomon, do you like it?" The fat purple woman, that is, Greya squinted her eyes.
Sanders was still expressionless: "I feel it, a lot of pheromones are secreted."
Gloria leaned closer to Sanders and took a deep breath around his neck, but didn't smell anything.
Greia couldn't help frowning, and looked at Sanders with contempt: "A stinky man with no emotion, actually hinders the secretion of Shulomon, and wants to smell you, is it as dull as you are? Boring."
Gloria's words aroused strong approval from Flora, who was floating in the air, cruising up and down doing nothing.
Flora's support made Gloria wink at her. However, the wink was only exchanged for Flora's glare.
Sanders' eyes were light: "Let's talk less about irrelevant things. Your invitation card is not easy to deal with."
Greia bowed her waist full of charm, and her fat white hands covered with vermilion nail polish held her chin, and looked at Sanders with charming eyes, her coquettish eye makeup became dizzy with each exaggerated wink Dyed for the effect of cascading waves.
However, Sanders still didn't give him a straight eye, and he didn't even want to raise his eyes this time.
"Is it really frigid? Beautiful women don't know how to seize the opportunity." Greia, who considers herself a "beautiful", rolled her eyes, swayed her huge ass, and walked to the side of the ingredients table next to her.
The food table is filled with all kinds of magical props—
All kinds of suspended glassware, filled with all kinds of ingredients, but they are all non-mainstream appearances, black lacquered meat, viscous liquid of purple smoke, dense eyeballs and even eyeballs that are still moving, arching their bodies and crawling. There are moving mollusks, and even some directly colored gas swirls.
These ingredients, Greia took from various locations. One of the reasons why her Barbie restaurant is floating around is to obtain ingredients from different places. Sometimes, Greya even travels to other planes to find ingredients. For example, most of her ingredients with a purple-black aura were obtained from the Abyss Plane; most of the gaseous ingredients were obtained from the Burning Plane.
Dressed in a light crimson close-fitting thin skirt, Greya posed in front of the kitchen in a pose that she thought showed her curves the most, raised her chin with layers of meat, and picked up a huge diamond-studded spoon: "I still have to twist the barb. ?"
Sanders nodded.
Greya snorted and pouted, "A boring man."
Twisted Barnaria is a special kind of bug that cannot reproduce, and it is not produced in nature. The only way to get it is to cook with various ingredients through the witchcraft created by Greya. The final result of the cooking was such a strange food that was of no use to everyone except Sanders.
Greya unleashed the magic of the mysterious side of the gourmet department, and began to process the ingredients with the exclusive kitchen utensils.
As soon as half of the treatment was finished, the curtains of the banquet room were lifted, and a small man with pea-eyed eyes, looking extremely scruffy and greasy, got in.
The little man was about the same height as Flora, with extremely thin limbs, and he was still carrying his back, looking like a lazy and sloppy low-level laborer.
As soon as the little man came in, Flora frowned and flew a distance closer to Sanders. For this man, there was a trace of disgust and shyness in her eyes, which showed that the visitor was by no means an ordinary person.
"Tiny bird, what are you doing here?"