Bear Lord Volibear

Although he also had a strong urge to gnaw here, after all, a candy manor appeared inexplicably in Cinder Mist. Even if the source fire identification was not Cinder Mist, it would be difficult for him to rest assured to order a feast.

"Isn't this a candy house? It's really rare. It should be said that a silly bear has a silly blessing."

Another hero brought the soldiers into the candy manor. Who else but Ahri was in that naive tone.

"Do you know what this is? We just ate a little bit. Is this a Cinder Monster? Is there any harm?"

"Of course it's the Cinder Monster. In addition to the Cinder Monster, there is no reason for the candy house to appear in this place. As for the harm, it is very big..."

As soon as I heard that it was Jin Guai making a ghost, the expressions of the others changed. Ari looked at their nervous expressions and stretched their tone of voice, playing in suspense.

"If you eat too much, you will get fat, but getting fat is the enemy of women, so you must guard against it"

"Well, what kind of harm is this? But this is what Jin Wei changed?"

"Does the Cinder Monster definitely only kill people? Correct, it is the masterpiece of the Cinder Monster. It is not the Cinder Monster that has changed."

"Huh? What's the difference."

Volibear walked to the white pavilion with a little curiosity, it turned out to be ice!The white and shining little pavilion is actually made of milk ice, and when you smell it carefully, there is a slight milky fragrance.

"Did you know that although wizards have invented tens of thousands of spells that kill each other, they are not all just killing spells, but there are also a large number of life-changing spells. Similarly, these killing spells can be transformed into ember monsters, then those who serve the wizards Can’t your non-combat spells turn into Cinder Monsters?"

"what do you mean!"

"In ancient times, wizards were the first to invent the first spell related to productivity: making bread. This is a spell involving the first method. Although it consumes magic power, it is indeed a real bread that can be eaten. Later, despite multiple improvements, this spell gradually evolved from the earliest creation of bread to the creation of more than a thousand food. After the cataclysm, all the spells gained the flesh, what do you think they will continue to do based on their intelligence?"

"Continue to make food!"

Ruiwen rushed to answer.

"Yes, because the relationship between the two camps in the Age of God Creation is tense, killing spells are tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands times that of service spells, but you can still meet one occasionally. Their original intention was to serve humans, so even in This instruction is still executed after obtaining the flesh. I have encountered this kind of beneficial ember monster twice on the way to the frozen ground, a floating lantern monster that illuminates spell changes, and a wine pond meat forest similar to a candy house. There are not all ember monsters. It only kills people, but before the catastrophe, people are more keen to kill. Cinder monsters are just executors. From my point of view, the Cinder monsters are estimated to be a road with no food nearby, so they built this here. A candy manor, we also want to thank it for coming."

"Unbelievable."

Ruiwen murmured while touching the sweet milk popsicle pavilion.

"It's obvious how many people were killed by the Ember Monster, and everyone has changed, but it will actually help humans. It's...it's not compliant."

But the full of indignation was also exhausted for a while, Ruiwen squeezed her face and said a little annoyed?

"Rules? Do you mean that human beings are surrounded and oppressed by Cinder monsters? What is this. Water is impermanent, soldiers are impermanent, everything is empty, everything is allowed, this world is not so black and white, and the camp is clear."

Ari smiled and sipped a "lily" and said.

"Like last time, everyone in the world only knows that the devil is cruel, but who would have thought that the devil has guarded the abandoned people's market for four years, and no demon was infected. The same is true for your baby bear. A bear does not harm the village but becomes a lord or even a hero? Where is this in line with the rules? You think he is a hero in your heart, so you want to imitate him to save people, imitate him to defeat the evil villain, but the hero is just a label. It’s actually meaningless. You can only find the right way to become a hero if you win this pure dualistic worldview of heroes and bad guys."

Volibear stared at this fox dumbfounded. Today, I don’t know if he suddenly turned into a good teacher and helpful friend without taking any medicine. He poured chicken soup and poured Ruiwen into a daze, feeling that the style of painting has changed again. Last time At any rate, the style of painting is also Joan of Arc, this time he has directly become Zhou Shuren.

"What are you thinking about again."

"It's not just for your girl to stop grabbing your head, but I want you to be a hero, not your girl as a hero."

Ari rolled his eyes in animal language and muttered.

Well, although it doesn’t say that the aftermath is also perfect, but Ruiwen actually went crazy when she went to find the devil at the time. If Ari can make her no longer be so personal heroism, she will feel more at ease. Understand.

"So in order to eliminate everyone's prejudice against Cindermist and let everyone realize that there are also beautiful things worth looking forward to in Cindermist, I decided."

"How about a party tonight?"

Chapter 13 Are You Dreaming

Little Sunflower’s mother is giving a lecture.

Most of the children’s cold and fever are pretending to be old, so just take a meal.

Soldiers marching with low morale is probably suffocating, just one meal.

The most intuitive and easiest way to improve morale is to eat a big meal.

The army on the permafrost rarely has training discipline. Although most of the combat effectiveness is good, a long march has exposed the problem of organizational chaos and weak morale. When I left the abandoned people’s market a few days ago, it was still arrogant, but not. It was like a knocked eggplant for two days.After all, they have to go through high-intensity battles every day, and most of the Cinder Monsters also have anti-human eyes. Every night, many people can be seen unable to sleep and basking in the moonlight. If they are placed in the American army , Definitely detected a bunch of mental illnesses, although it did not cause loss of combat effectiveness, it was also a hidden danger.

So in order to restore morale, the far caravan simply stationed at the Candy Manor that day and ate the entire Candy Manor.

The pond is champagne, the house walls are corrugated sugar, the roof is pudding, the cabinets in the house are cream sandwiches, the candles are bonbons, the pillows are soft and soft hair cakes, the seats are baguettes sprinkled with frosting, and even The curtains are all made of sugar...

All kinds of weird materials built a small house like a fairy tale world. Almost everyone who came in held their breath. Don’t say they have seen the turtles from the frozen ground. Many have never even heard of sweets. The moment the sweets are in their mouths The feeling on the tip of their tongue almost melted their tongues, and a happy smile filled their faces.

good to eat!

The members of the entire caravan were completely transformed into the demolition office and gnawed the candy manor upright like termites. The beautiful candy manor had disappeared the next morning, leaving only a solitary foundation pit on the hill.

It's a pity that I didn't find the Cinder Monster that made the Candy Manor, otherwise the morale would be even higher. After all, there are endless sweets every day, and it is full of courage to think about it.Even when they set off, all the members of the far caravan were full of smiles, full of vitality, and they couldn't wait to meet a few Ember monsters fighting together.

In the past, everyone’s impression of Cinder monsters was horror and distortion, but now they are a little bit more expectant. Maybe you can find one more Cinder monster that can make wine and meat!

"There are no such good things, otherwise Cindermist would not be so dangerous."

Riding on the horse, Ahri said in animal language with Volibear.

"I have exaggerated the probability of encountering this kind of thing. In the context of confrontation and competition, the spells of destruction and killing are the mainstream, because the enjoyment of life by wizards is not extravagant. How could they be without food and clothing? Leave more of this kind of spells, this kind of entertainment spells, but there are only a handful of them. It's just to mobilize everyone's morale, and always say something nice and give them hope."

"In fact, speaking of hope, wouldn't it be more morale boosting to send money directly? Didn't we collect a box of gold coins that were originally used for trading at Aojuemo? Everyone will scream every single one."

When the demon induced the far caravan to stay, he took out a whole box of gold coins. After he eliminated him, the box of gold coins was also confiscated. Those five or six thousand gold coins were divided evenly into at least three per person. Three gold coins can buy three or four cows or an iron scale horse.

"Are you talking about this gold coin."

Ari shook his head and took out a royal gold coin and said.

But the appearance of this royal gold coin is not quite right. The original golden luster has become dim, and the hard and clear human head emblem is blurred by the viscous gold liquid, as if it is melting.

"Is that box really all counterfeit coins?"

"It is not correct to say that the counterfeit currency is a dream currency."

Ari corrected.

"Why don't you go patrolling here and lose that gold coin? It's useless."

Jax patrolled back along the far caravan and urged him to see a bear and a fox paddling.

"Baby bear fell asleep during the meeting and treated these gold coins as real money. I'm re-promoting the knowledge of the Seven Tribulations. Jax, you have been in the mist for decades, and I am in the mist. Fleeing to the North for a year, you will be more detailed."

Jax is a very self-disciplined person. He seems to be a bit dissatisfied with one person and one bear lazily paddling, but at first it was doubts about Jinwu. As the most conscientious guide of the far caravan, how could he tolerate such a main force? People don't know anything about Jinwu.

"So, don't think about that box of gold coins. They are all useless. Just throw them somewhere. Those are dream coins and won't last for a few days."