vrcanaries Chapter 153 Chemical Reactions of Different Divine Thoughts
Chapter 153 Chemical Reactions of Different Divine Thoughts
If we can feel the endless cycle of life from the cultivation of ecological agriculture;
What we can experience from cooking are the various great powers of nature.
The principle of stewing soup is equivalent to hot springs, which may sound difficult to understand, but the burning flames during grilling and the impact of water during washing made the little ones helping in the kitchen suddenly realize it.
The person who had just brought the ginseng to Ivan felt the scorching heat of the fire under Alia's stew pot. A [Light and Heat Spell] flashed from between his fingers, and he began to pray devoutly to the stew pot with surprise and joy.
Arya, who had recovered from the daze of promotion, looked at the little moon elf girl who was unable to comprehend the teachings because of her "stupidity" with great surprise.
Looking at the moon elf who had already started crying bitterly, Alia turned around and looked at Ivan again with a scorching gaze.
"Mr. Ivan..."
In the few interactions I had with this human before, my impression of this former noble was that he was a waste of food, had a sharp brain, and was good at management.
But now, after feeling the new power bestowed upon her by Lady Mielikki, this steady young lady has begun to emulate a certain middle-aged bald man, labeling this human as one favored by God.
"You really are... often surprising..."
……
After Lian fed her a small bowl of nutritious and mild stew, Frey rediscovered the joy of chewing food and fell into a deep sleep contentedly.
The resurrection ceremony is not a simple process.
The recipient will be transformed by divine power.
If the divine power is too strong, the recipient will be corrupted by the divine power and become closer to the source of the divine power.
For example, Fulei's poor teacher Lati is still a meatball;
If some of the original god's "ideas" still remain in the divine power...
Then congratulations, if you are not in the same camp, you may develop schizophrenia because you cannot bear this new and indispensable concept.
When arguing with someone, he might suddenly get so angry that he cut off his own ear.
The old skeleton's plan was very clever -
Ten years ago, he used his divine seed to freeze Frey's body functions, and at the same time, it also contained some of Rillifane's divine consciousness.
So this time, when Frey Starsong absorbed the divine consciousness of Gruumsh from the opposing camp,
The divine consciousness that he left in this elf's body would rush forward and fight to the death with the remaining forces of Gruumsh, and perish together.
Fulei would not have suffered from the so-called "new ideas".
However, Rillifane overlooked a big problem:
This beautiful undead soul - now a beautiful elf - the divine thoughts she receives are not pure.
Because a certain pervert unconsciously infiltrated some of his own "knowledge" into the divine consciousness.
Geumsh's divine consciousness was transformed from the broad concept of "war" into "magic skills", and it seemed that Ivan's subconscious mind added some ingredients.
Therefore, there is no hostility between the divine consciousness that entered Frey's body and Rillifane who is in the [Chaotic Good] camp.
When these two not-so-serious guys met each other, they found each other quite pleasing to the eye.
So they discussed it and decided, why should the two brothers fight with each other, why not just merge directly.
The changing of seasons of the Lord of the Forest and the strange skills of the Lord of War formed a new concept in Frey Starsong's body.
This wonderful new concept was quietly transforming while Frey was licking her lips and dreaming sweetly.
……
Deep winter has passed. Although the snow has not yet melted, the small animals in the woods are now beginning to become active.
The brown chipmunk family on the south side of the West Side got up early today.
Father Mouse took a few bites of the remaining food and prepared to go out to work.
Having safely passed the coldest part of winter, chipmunks used to wake up before the end of winter and continue digging for food in the woods.
On the one hand, their own food will not last until the end of winter;
On the other hand, the woodland druids will also come to pick up some melon seeds.
Thinking of that gentle human woman, the chipmunk father couldn't help but speed up his movements.
Although helping the druid collect food was a bit like paying rent to the landlord, the other party did dig a new tree hole for his house.
Due to the invasion of the northern ice element, the number of creatures on the frozen plains has decreased significantly.
Therefore, there are far fewer ice creatures spending the winter in the Haze Forest than before, and there are still many acorns and pine hazelnuts buried in the snow that have not been dug out by the ice creatures as food.
The chipmunk dad used his keen sense of smell to accurately find the location of these snow treasures.
We dug up a big pine hazelnut, and its pine cones were well preserved by the snow.
The chipmunk held the large fruit in his arms. It was not a squirrel and did not have cheek pouches large enough to swallow seven acorns.
Suddenly, there was a huge tremor on the ground, shaking the hazelnut in the chipmunk's arms to the ground.
A huge animal hoof appeared in front of the chipmunk, scaring the little guy so much that he took several steps back.
Then a huge wooden wheel appeared behind, crushing the ground and compacting the snow underneath.
Father Chipmunk stared warily at the giant beast with its front hooves and hind wheels.
It stood up and saw many of the same species of the giant beast in the woods behind.
Staring regretfully at the hazelnuts pressed into the snow, the chipmunk quickly turned around and ran towards the tree hole where the druid lived in his memory.
"What it is?"
A clear voice came from the belly of the "giant beast", which seemed colder than the cold wind in the north.
"Just a forest animal, my Lord."
Next to the "behemoth", a human wearing a thick fur coat and a long sword on his waist answered in a low voice.
The adult who just spoke had a bit of a strange temper and was a little too vigilant.
“Be vigilant and don’t be careless.
We are carrying God’s mission…”
……
On the high wall of the North District Cult, the orc girl Luna was nervously looking at Ivan in front of the warehouse door below.
"Ms. Morgan, is this really okay..."
The orc girl's tiny voice rang out. She would never refuse the orders of her own gods.
But this time, it seemed a little too... well.
"It's okay, Luna, that human pervert is very tough.
You can go without worry, Lal has already..."
"Okay, ma'am."
The orc girl walked down the city wall carefully and found a sturdy branch from the snow pile at the base of the wall.
"Change it, this one is too thin... take the one on the left that's as thick as your arm... yes, this one..."
“Ms. Luna, is it really okay?
It seems that Mr. Irwin didn’t do anything excessive…”
“You haven’t done anything excessive?
Luna, you are still too young to know the indelible trauma a pervert can bring to a woman's heart.
Lal is the goddess of celebration, a goddess in charge of happiness, but she cried for three consecutive days!
He must have taken advantage of the days when I was… when I was out and busy, and Lal was bullied by him!"