Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

Chapter 370: The Smell of Money

Crick stretched his finger to the blue crystal on his chest and gently touched it, and then the blue light range of the crystal expanded, and even Dorn, who had walked into the melon field, was also wrapped.

“I feel that with my current proficiency in [Charm] skills, coupled with the already quite high Mental Energy status, this kind of domestic charm pumpkin may not be able to affect me like the one in [Devil’s Lair]. Mind.”

Donne thought this in his heart, but said nothing, and walked straight to Crick’s side.

“Is the harvest okay?” he said with a smile.

“Very good!” Crick responded with a grin.

I don’t know why, it is clear that these two people are not very old, but the state of dialogue at this moment is like a pair of harvest old farmers happily talking about the harvest on the ridge.

After accompany Crick to happily inspect the melon fields and check the growth of the charm pumpkin, Donne had to explain his intention to come to the monster farm.

That’s right, I just went to the ruins to restock.

Dorn thought this in his heart, but he said:

“Then what, Crick, is there any vacant breeding grounds in the farm? I may have acquired a large number of relic monsters…”

After Crick heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched.

What a possibility.

But this time when he heard the news, the noble monster scholar did not feel much surprised.

Maybe you are used to it…

It would have been strange if Donne had not come back with some weird edible monsters after this trip for so long.

“And now I feel that, Mr. Donne told me at the beginning that the [friend] who was keen on ruin adventures and brought out the ruins monsters and gave him temporary care, there is no such thing…”

Creek thought so.

Is there such a possibility that his friend is himself?

The two came out of the pumpkin field and found an empty field on the farm. Dorn took out “Alice’s Bedtime Book” and began to take out the monsters stored in it.

Glowing pigeons, fire-breathing ducks, extremely vicious giant snapping turtles, and nightmare seashells whose magic power is weak, but their strength cannot be underestimated after gathering in groups.

“That’s about it, each has a certain amount of breeding. Besides, I wonder if you can breed this kind of seashell?”

As Donne said this, he showed every monster to Crick for inspection.

He didn’t explain much about the origin of these monsters this time.

I was not familiar with Crick before, so I need to find some reason to prevaricate casually.

But now that you are acquainted with each other and understand what the other person is like, there is not much need for it.

Believe that these monsters came from, Crick knew it well.

You know everything you know, not to mention too detailed.

After seeing these weird monsters, the little demonologist disappeared instantly, replaced by excitement and ecstasy:

“Raise, I can raise it. I mean, I haven’t tried raising monsters like sea shells, but I can try!”

Dorne nodded when he heard the words.

I just thought in my heart, sure enough, Crick would be very happy to see these monsters, and what Own did was a kind deed to bring smiles to others.

Crick was initially observing a few new monsters summoned to reality, and then as if thinking of something, he spoke with a little embarrassment:

“Mr. Don, I just have one thing to tell you. It’s about the fur and horns that you gave to me before, which are suspected to be [The Messenger]…”

“Oh, what’s the matter?” Dorn raised his eyebrows slightly.

[messenger].

This is the preliminary species judgment made by Crick after identifying the horns and fur of the horned rabbit.

After that, he asked Dorn to send the Horned Rabbit material to his monster teacher Alfonso for further research and analysis.

Then, there is no more…

Until now, there is no too specific response.

If it wasn’t for Crick who had been staying at Eaton, this could have been judged as a complete scam.

“That, didn’t I mention it before? My teacher Alfonso took other students out to observe the monster. This time I went out for a long time.”

Crick’s words were a bit hefty, and he was embarrassed that he had obviously borrowed the Horned Rabbit material for so long, and neither had nor any progress in analysis.

“Yeah, I understand.” Dorn shrugged.

In his knowledge, the magicians in the land of miracles are somewhat similar to the zoologists of the earth.

In order for zoologists to observe animal habits, it seems reasonable to live in deep mountains and old forests for one or two years.

However, the magnanimity shown by Donne made the noble boy’s cheeks even hotter. He would rather Donne complain about him at this time:

“Recently the teacher sent me a letter saying that he would go home in the next few months. As for the fur and horns, they are still stored in the teacher’s house temporarily and have not been studied. They will not be studied until the teacher returns. There are results.”

“It’s okay, I’m not in a hurry.” Donn was still calm.

He is really not in a hurry.

Things have dragged on now, and Donne himself is already a little eye-catching about the true identity of the Horned Rabbit…

Of course, it would be better if Crick’s monsters teacher returned home if he could use his professional knowledge to find a complete ancient classics and records related to horned rabbits.

“You are so kind, Mr. Donne.” Crick sighed.

The two chatted casually for a while, facing the monsters caught from the [Minotaur Labyrinth].

Until, Charlene Miss appeared behind them with several servants.

“Ahem, although you guys are having a good chat, I still have to take the liberty to interrupt.” Xia Lin said, “It’s getting late. I should go to town. There are still some taverns and hotels waiting for me to deal with. Crick, today’s tea tastes very good too-two gentlemen, then…”

Xia Lin didn’t say the word “goodbye” completely, and suddenly stopped, her eyes fell on the cage in Crick’s hands.

What’s in the cage is an adult light feather pigeon.

“I… what did I see? A luminous pigeon?” Charlene Miss asked with a question mark on her face.

“Yes, this is the relic monster brought back by Mr. Donne. The feathers will glow. Moreover, after the feathers leave the surface of the pigeon, they can continue to shine as long as a little magic is introduced.”

Crick explained this, and at the same time stretched out his hand and took out the light feather net that Dorn had just brought out when he introduced the light feather pigeon.

The light feather net in the shape of a dream catcher exudes a soft and bright light in Crick’s hand.

Charlene Miss stopped speaking, her gaze fell on the confused Crick for a while, and then fell on the smiling and silent Donne.

In the end, it seemed that it fell back to the glowing pigeon and the light feather net.

This keen-minded little noble girl smelled a business opportunity.

The white cuckoo that only glows, is exuding the smell of money!