Destroyer of Ice and Fire

“Professor Kensini, do you usually live here alone? Is this the library? ”

cannot bear saying to Erin behind the goat-face artist.

There doesn't seem to be anyone in this building, it's quiet, the rooms along the way are very large, and it feels like a big library to Erin.

“It's not a library, it's a laboratory.” The old artist replied.

His attitude toward Erin was obviously good and his tone was mild.

“It's not a library, it's a lab? But a man can have a lab of this size, Professor Kenzini, and you must be a very, very good magician.” Irene admired it.

“Huh, kiss my ass, such an obvious ass, what's the use to an old guy like that?” Stingham thought in the back.

“Good look! ”

But what made Sting Han completely silly was that this goat-face artist turned around and smiled, "Erin, you do have a good eye! ”

“Especially having a lab of this size in a college as good as River Bay College must be amazing. ”

Erin said this again, making the artist feel more angry, like a flower on his face, even laughing, “Young man, you do have a future. ”

Lester and Garrenton all had a fox-face look. So Professor Kenzini likes being kissed on the ass so much.

“Professor Kensini, what special training are you going to give me?” Erin looked forward with great anticipation to asking and his eyes were hot.

“What, you didn't tell him?” The artist suddenly closed his smile and looked at Lester and Garland with a suspicious look.

Lister laughed and grabbed her head. “I was afraid to tell him first. He was too excited. Because not everyone gets the fingertips of someone as powerful as Professor Kenzini. ”

“That's it.” Professor Kenzini's face suddenly blossomed again, "No one at River Bay College had ever taken my special training before. ”

“That must be super awesome training!” Erin's eyes were brighter.

“Hey hey... definitely super bad luck.” Sting Han's face also suddenly had a sly look on his face. He wanted such a strange old magician, and the training he gave must also be super painful.

“I can't wait to see what kind of special training it is.” Erin said out loud again at this time.

“Super awesome training, of course!” Professor Kensini is proud to say, "My special training for you is to eat all kinds of delicious food and let go of your stomach! ”

“What?” Stingham almost fell directly to the ground.

“Eating all kinds of good food? Let go of my stomach?” Erin was also a fool, and her stomach grunted a few times.

“Erin, Professor Kensini, is the only one in the kingdom of Academician Nutrition, the only one in the kingdom of Academy of River Bay, with an Academician Nutrition Laboratory.” Lister rides hot iron and highly recommends it: “He makes a lot of very nutritious, very tasty food for the magician. And he has a private collection of rare and even extinct materials! ”

“Ah?”

Stingham said silly, "Isn't that the chef? ”

“What did you say! ”

“I'm not mistaken for you, you are an idiot! ”

“Is the Magician Nutritionist the same as the Chef! ”

Old Professor Kensini suddenly freaked out, spreading all sorts of magical sparks.

Strong surgery fluctuations almost made Stingham kneel directly for forgiveness.

“Professor Kensini, your special training will definitely boost my strength a lot!” At this time, Erin was already very excited to ask, "But why should I only eat all kinds of delicious food and let go of my stomach, and my strength can be greatly improved? ”

“Aren't you particularly hungry right now, you're very hungry when you move a little bit, and you're still hungry when you eat a lot of food?” Professor Kensini glanced hard at Stingham, then looked solemnly at Erin and asked.

“That's right.” Erin was blushing, embarrassed to hold her head, "she often felt so hungry that she couldn't even walk, although she had just eaten a lot of times. ”

“Must be the bloodline of the giant ogres.” Stingham's scornful mumbling.

“Shut up, idiot! ”

Professor Kensini grossly threatened Stingham, and then said to Erin, "That's why the body still lacks a lot of nutrients, which is equivalent to not being stereotyped. ”

“Is there still a significant lack of nutrients, which is equivalent to no stereotyping?” Erin stayed.

“Yes.” Professor Kensini nodded, “For a simple comparison, if you compare your body to that of your peers into a house, your house looks pretty much the same, but someone else's room has tables, chairs, beds, everything, but your house doesn't have perfect tables, chairs, and beds, and your body needs a lot of replenishment to make these things. ”

Erin's completely stuck, "Professor Kenzini, you mean my body hasn't fully grown yet? ”

“You could say that.” Professor Kensini was a little confused as to what to explain, hesitated for a moment and nodded directly.

“Should I have eaten more before?” Erin got depressed, "I used to be desperately hungry, fantasizing about food to stimulate my training. ”

“By the time I spoke to your Lester and Garland teachers, I had heard that you had trained with this approach, which coincidentally was the right one. ”

Kenzini's face was filled with true admiration, but there was a heretical flame of fanaticism in his eyes: "You should eat less junk food. Think about it, even if you add material to your body, the best ingredients to it, the muscles that you form, the same muscles that the junk materials form? And this way of training keeps your body extremely thirsty, at least it absorbs that garbage a little better in the usual way, it absorbs really useful nutrients, and it combines better. ”

“I get it!” Erin is suddenly enlightened and excited to scream, "Professor Kensini, you mean the muscles in my body and all that have not been completely shaped, and eating what you make will make my muscles grow better and have more strength before shaping. ”

“This is the deepest learning of the door, but it is described in the shallowest way, almost like this.” Kensini had a proud look.

“Really just eating, eating good food? ”

Sting Han stared completely. In the next second, he snuck up on Lister and Mr. Garland's sleeves with a crying face. “Mr. Lister, Mr. Garland, I'll be hungry a lot. I think I'll still have a long body. Can you give me something good to eat? ”

“The reason we brought you here was to see if we could rub you something to eat.” Lister looked at him sympathetically, "just as if you and Professor Kensini were really blind, and you messed with him again, it seemed like you couldn't eat anything you wanted to rub. ”

Sting Han's tears filled his face.

“Professor Kensini, when do we start special training?” Erin shouted impatiently.

“We can start right away, but I can get this little idiot to open his eyes before he says I'm a chef! ”

Professor Kensini's eyes fell on Stingham, "Anyway, my first laboratory Hell's Kitchen is right in front of me, so I'll open your eyes first! ”

“The labs are called Hell's Kitchens, not Chefs.” Sting Han cried tearlessly in his heart.

An unusually heavy black gate was opened by Professor Kensini.

Stingham's gaze instantly stalled.

He saw a lot of flames burning in this room at first sight.

Most of these flames are black with an unusually hot aura.

Many flames seem to contain some crystal vessels, loaded with a lot of strange things, like the limbs of some monster.

And in the middle, on a big piece of paper, there's a giant head.

This skull is two meters long and the blood basin is wide open, giving people the feeling that they are going to jump on it and swallow it.

“Is this the head of Hell Dark Dragon! ”

Erin asked excitedly, "Can I eat? ”

He wanted to try out what the real dragon meat tasted like a long time ago, and the giant skull in front of him was black, and it looked like a faucet.

“Hell Dark Dragon's faucet can't compare to this. ”

Professor Kensini suddenly looked disdainful, “Hell Dark Dragon's faucet has little nutrition, this is the head of the Abyss Monarch! You see, it looks a little bit like a wolf's head, a little bit like a faucet, a little like a bat's head, but it doesn't look like three. The head of the Abyss monarch is not only very fresh, but also rich in powerful elements. Even a 70-year-old lord, if he eats the flesh on the head of this Abyss monarch, he may want to marry another wife...”

“Cough cough...” Lister felt that some children were not suitable and had to dry cough for a while.

“It must be delicious! ”

Erin grunted and drooled almost out.

“How dare you eat something so ugly?” Stingham's face was green, and he thought he should not eat anything from the dark clump.

“You have taste!” Kensini sees that Erin's saliva is about to spill out, and then he gets excited. He looks like he meets his acquaintance. "We'll start with the head of this Abyss Monarch, and I'll make you an Abyss Monarch spoon! ”

Ellington nodded sharply.

He looked around at the many containers burned by the black flames, and he couldn't help but ask, "Professor Kensini, are those delicious things in there too? ”

“Nice!” Kensini said arrogantly, "These are all rare ingredients from the Hell Abyss that I've spent decades collecting. Next, I have twelve laboratories, all of which collect ingredients from different places. ”

“Decades?” Stingham almost fell to the ground. "Won't it expire? ”

“Get the fuck out of my lab! ”

Kenzini's fury sounded like thunder, "Do you think I'm an idiot like you! I've spent so much effort on Hellfire to keep it fresh. Do you think I'm watching it? ”