Although your left hand has turned into bread, it is still your hand after all. How can you bear to eat it? And share it with others?
Greia: "This is really delicious, if you don't believe it, Toby!"
Toby screamed, flew down from Greya's shoulder, and naturally ate the left-hand white bread. He ate it very quickly, finishing most of it in a few seconds.
Greya quickly stopped: "Stop. If you continue to eat, it will take a day to recover. I haven't even started researching it today, but I can't wait a day."
Yes, Greya's bread hand can be restored. After eating it, it will automatically recover after a while. The recovery consumes Greya's own blood.
In other words, Greya has enough energy and blood, and this baker will never be able to finish eating.
"Toby, tell Angel whether it tastes good or not!"
Toby nodded fiercely at Angel, chirping in his mouth, and waving his wings to indicate to Angel that he could enjoy it.
Angel still shook his head, he couldn't pass this hurdle, no matter what, it was his own body that changed it.
"If you eat it, it won't have any side effects on other people, right?"
Greia: "Don't worry, there are no side effects, and there are benefits. Otherwise, Toby would be so happy eating it?"
"What's the benefit?"
"You'll know after you eat it." Greya handed her hand to Angel.
The soft bread hand exudes a rich aroma, with a hint of orange in it, just like an orange sandwich bread.
Angel swallowed his saliva and felt greedy in his heart.
But in the end, he still righteously rejected Greya's temptation. He really didn't want to eat from other people's hands. Moreover, Davasiya's ability may have hidden risks. If he hasn't found it yet, it doesn't mean that he doesn't. He can't draw conclusions easily.
"Forget it if you don't want to eat." Greya: "But I need you to do me a favor."
Angel: "What's the deal?"
Just as Greya was about to speak, a figure suddenly flashed across the sky above Magic Island.
The figure descended slowly, but it did not trigger the ban on the Magic Island.
Because the person who came was none other than the tree spirit.
The three ancestral spirits of the Savage Cave are unimpeded in the mirror world unless blocked by extremely special magic energy arrays.
"Master Tree Spirit, why are you here?" Angel asked in confusion.
The tree spirit gently handed an oil-paper letter to Angel: "This is written by Aesop himself. When you give it to his disciple, the other party will naturally understand. As for the location of his disciple, it is on the outside of the envelope.
It’s marked, you can find it yourself when the time comes.”
"By the way, there is one more thing. Aesops said that his disciple is not a leisurely person, and often travels without warning. He may still be at the address now. If you go late, maybe the other party will
Gone."
"So, you'd better prepare to leave now."
Angel frowned: "So anxious?"
Tree Spirit: "It's not a rush. You can also rest for a few days and bet on whether the other party will leave."
The tree spirit said so, how could Angel have the leisure to gamble?
"Okay, I'll leave the mirror world later, go back and say hello to Regina and then go over."
Tree Spirit: "Do you think the Mushroom Witch who is busy studying will have time to deal with you? This task won't take too long. By the time you come back from completing this task, she probably hasn't even left yet. Okay, don't worry about you.
What’s going on over there, where is my avatar?”
Angel thought about it and thought it was right: "Okay, I'll leave now."
As Angel spoke, he looked down at the envelope to confirm the current address of Aesop's disciples.
Chapter completed!