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28. ?Memory of Fossil Energy?

"My dear Davarish, this thing is smoking!"

"It will burn and burn out our future."

"But this thing looks dangerous?"

"Well, let's make do with it for now. I believe that the Davaris in the future will find an alternative."

...

The flint struck a spark, igniting the alchemical compressed fuel in the campfire ring, and the orange-red flames immediately began to heat the peanut-crushed oatmeal paste in the soup pot.

"Binxi, Mara, and this, uh, brother from Sreif, let's get rid of the remaining supplies in the pot, rest, and then evacuate this place with Lord Axelarat."

Arcadio greeted the other three people while stirring the soup pot with his magic dagger.

It was obvious that Juana was in a bad mood, so Arcadio did not call her and left her alone.

As for Li Jiasu, he was flapping his wings and flying at the level of the indoor ceiling, tinkering with and studying those metal cylinder-shaped things.

After checking and sorting out their equipment, the Binsi brothers and Menlavaev took out their bowls and sat down by the campfire, preparing to eat what was probably lunch.

Arcadio picked up his magic dagger worth 50 gold coins from the soup pot, stuck out his tongue and tasted the steaming peanut and oatmeal paste on the back of the dagger.

High in oil, easy to fill up, suitable for quick and emergency use in dangerous environments. (You still have to eat well at ordinary times)

Well, the aroma is quite fragrant, thick and chewy, but bland and tasteless.

After all, when venturing into all kinds of messy places, you can't expect the food to be as good as in a restaurant.

Of course, we don't rule out the possibility that some legendary chefs can use weird ingredients to cook delicious food in the maze.

Arcadio frowned, touched his pocket,

broken!

I just ran out of white sugar yesterday!

The aristocratic young man looked at Binsi and Menlavaev and asked, "Did you bring any sugar? Or pepper will do."

Binsi shook his head, while Menlavaev raised his head, faced the devil on the ceiling, and shouted in Spanish that was not fluent yet: "Sir! Do you have any condiments?"

The devil put down his research, slid to the ground, rummaged through his dimensional bag, and took out a small clay pot.

When you open the clay pot, what you see inside is a dull color with a subtle aroma, minced beef and minced ginger are intertwined, chicken fat and white sesame are condensed into one, and red peppers cut and broken by a sharp knife are layered on top of each other.

, an indescribable red seasoning.

Arcadio: "..."

Binxi and his brother: "..."

The corner of Menlavaev's mouth twitched.

Seeing that the four of them were frozen, the devil didn't say anything. He just took out his bowl and spoon, scooped out some crushed peanuts and oatmeal paste from the soup pot, and then dug out four spoons of his hometown's special chili sauce from the clay pot.

Chewed and ate slowly.

The aristocratic young man gritted his teeth, his heart pounded, he simply took a spoonful and threw it into his own bowl, comforting himself in his heart:

"The devil's favorite condiment, probably, will not kill anyone if eaten, right? God, the Lord of Atonement, I have no choice but to do this."

Then, Arcadio took a bite of peanut-crusted oatmeal paste with Ceres' special chili sauce.

"..."

"Wow! It's spicy but not numb, full of meaty aroma, refreshing ginger flavor, chewing peanut crumbs and thick wheat paste, your appetite will instantly increase!"

The noble young man admired, and then asked the devil: "Can the recipe be sold?"

"452 gold coins, no counter-offer." Li Jiasu said casually.

"I don't have that much cash with me." Arcadio thought for a moment, "but I can write to my old servant, who is currently staying in the coastal city on the mainland of the kingdom on the other side of the island."

"In the traveling merchant guild of that coastal city, there is a caravan that has a good cooperative relationship with my family. I asked the old servant to talk to several caravan leaders and lend 300 gold coins on credit in my name to buy seven or eight

Ten bulls.”

"When the old servant comes to the island to pick me up in one and a half months, he will rent a boat and bring seventy or eighty bulls over. Well, the magic dagger in my hand is worth 50 gold coins, and I will give you 100 gold coins in cash.

, do you think it’s okay?”

Li Jiasu choked, and a small flame burst out.

"Ahem, the chili seeds are stuck in my throat, cough, cough."

"Well, I think this plan is feasible, deal! When we return to the ground, I will write the secret recipe of the hot sauce on the kraft roll for you."

The devil agreed and complained fiercely in his heart:

It seems that Chuyang's territory is really too poor, look at this second generation ancestor.

It was an unexpected surprise. Li Jiasu didn't expect that Serris's special chili sauce could actually be converted into a profit.

Half a month ago, when I was discussing the island's development plan with Chuyang, I considered the 'main and non-staple food processing' industry chain, but rejected it in the end.

Because in the foreseeable future year, the territory lacks mature conditions for developing a "main and non-staple food processing" industrial chain.

As mentioned earlier (Chapter 4), due to the special climate and geographical conditions of the island, the current stable industrial chain (referring to Gusi City as the main body) is based on livestock breeding, supplemented by economic crop planting, and food crops.

The planting is only a small amount of self-cultivation to meet the safety bottom line.

(The lord’s farm production strategy is completely opposite, but compared to the entire Gusi City, it is obviously unable to affect the situation in terms of magnitude)

When the small and medium-sized maritime merchants docked at the seaport of Gus City to trade with the locals, the kingdom's cheap wheat, fruits, and other seasonings were the goods that the free people were keen to buy.

Just like the Seris hot sauce handmade by Li Jiasu, the peppers used are imported from small city-states with a subtropical climate around the Saracen region. The sesame seeds, white sugar, and ginger sold by the maritime merchants are imported from France and Portugal.

Exported from different territories of the Kingdom and the Kingdom of Spain.

As for the lean tenderloin, it is natural to use the best local beef in Gusi City. The soy sauce is brewed by Li Jiasu himself in the castle.

Magical organic substances, mixed together, have ever-changing flavors.

When the other three people saw the noble young man praising the devil's condiment so highly, they lowered their guard and tried to take a few bites.

It was out of control, and if Arcadio still maintained the unique sense of reserve of the nobility, then Binsi, Marat, and Menlavaev seemed to be possessed by gluttons, devouring the soup pot and rice like a whirlwind.

Food in clay pots.

Li Jiasu sat aside and chewed slowly, and at the same time said to Mara (Binxi's elder brother): "Hey, the wounded should eat less hot sauce, it will not be good for your wounds."

Mara, whose left arm was wrapped with a bandage, reluctantly grabbed a few spoonfuls of hot sauce.

Binsi and Menlavaev had more fun grabbing the hot sauce.

Greed needs to be restrained, hunger does not need to be restrained.

Being able to eat well and eat well is the simplest and most legitimate desire for mortals.

The noble young man looked at the condemnation knight sitting 7 steps away and asked: "Juana, there is still some wheat paste in the pot, do you want to get a bowl for you?"

Juana silently gnawed on the dried beef strips she took out of her backpack, and replied in a muffled voice: "Thank you, no need."

Arcadio shrugged at Ligasu.

Li Jiasu swallowed the last mouthful of wheat paste, put down the bowl, and whispered to Arcadio: "After returning to the ground, Federesh and I want to talk to you."

"There may be interests between us worthy of cooperation."

Arcadio nodded silently and took a spoonful of wheat paste.

"What should she do?"

Li Jia Shu said seriously: "We can talk about anything. There is nothing we cannot talk about."

"You are terrible." Arcadio shook his head slightly.

Five minutes later, everyone finished destroying the food in the soup pots and clay pots, hurriedly packed it up, and threw all the utensils into Li Jiasu's dimensional bag. (Try to reduce the weight of the backpack when marching)

"Let's rest and digest. We will retreat in half an hour. We will run all the way without stopping and check the equipment one last time."

Li Jia Shu ordered everyone, then took out a roll of parchment and a piece of charcoal chalk from his pocket, walked to the wall of the room (don't forget, the temporary camp is located inside a semi-collapsed rock building), and began to copy the wall

Inscribed characters on.

Although these words cannot be deciphered at present, it is always good to copy them down first.

A good memory is not as good as a bad pen.

"Let me help you." Arcadio also went to the wall, took another piece of parchment and charcoal chalk from Li Jiasu, and began to assist in excerpting.

"Thank you." Li Jiasu said.

It took 5 minutes for the two of them to silently and quickly copy all the inscribed characters on the wall.

"Your Excellency Axellarite, I would like to ask, when you were studying those metal cylinder-like things on the ceiling earlier, did you see anything?" After putting away the parchment, the noble young man asked in a low voice.

.

The devil replied: "I checked and found that the metal cylinder hanging from the ceiling seemed to be some kind of 'helmet'."

"Uh, helmet?"

Devil: "The lid under the cylinder can be opened, and there is a special depression inside with a strange shape, as if it can be stuffed into the head."

"It's just a weird head."

"In short, it doesn't look like a mortal's head, nor does it look like a devil's head. The devil's true god, that concave shape is so weird."

The noble young man nodded: "That's right..."

The devil asked: "Arcadio, have you thought of anything?"

"In other words, the three of you have been exploring the ruins dungeon for a few days. Did you find anything strange?"

The noble young man replied in a low voice: "Besides the agency guards and the black oil ooze monster, we did find another suspicious target. Hey, after all, there is not even a tree in this ghost place, and I can't find anything that can be used as a ship. I,

Mara, as well as Juana, can only try to explore deeper into the central area of ​​the dungeon to see if there are any other exits."

Devil: "You didn't risk entering that [Heretic Temple], did you?"

Aristocratic young man: "Do you think I'm stupid?"

The devil smiled and shook his head.

The noble young man also smiled and continued: "The three of us did not rush into the [Heretical Temple], but just circled around the temple with the temple as the center."

"We found that in the direction of the main entrance of the temple, about 7 kilometers away, there was a triangular pillar. The pillar was made of rock and was polished very smooth, and there were a bunch of unknown words engraved on three sides of the pillar.

.”

"Juana and I tried to identify it, but we had no clue and couldn't identify the words."

"Well, by the way, the words on the triangular pillar and the words we just copied should be two completely different words. Don't ask me why, it's just my personal intuition."

The devil thought for 6 seconds and then said:

"...Well, I heard Binsi say before that you have a teleportation scroll?"

Arcadio was stunned for a moment, then thought for three seconds before replying: "Yes, and I actually have two."

"Ahem, Your Excellency Axelarat, you know that if you tell others your trump card, you can't call it your trump card."

The devil was also slightly stunned, and couldn't help but look at the noble young man beside him a few more times.

Most of the people who come out to fool around are not stupid. The stupid ones are either already dead or on the way to death.

"Well, give me one and I'll check that pillar later to be prepared," the devil said.

Without any hesitation, Arcadio immediately took out a teleportation scroll from his pocket and handed it to Li Jiasu.

Then, the two walked to the ice wall, and Arcadio dissolved the ice wall into a water mist state. Li Jiasu said to everyone, "I will be back in 20 minutes," and walked out of the temporary camp.

The water mist condensed into a wall of ice again.

...

If there is a book, it will be long; if there is no book, it will be short.

According to the direction indicated by the noble young man, under the green luminous moss 'canopy', the devil flew over the ruins dungeon. About 6 minutes later, he saw the devil in the direction of [Heretic Temple], estimated to be 7 kilometers away from the main entrance of the temple.

triangular pillars.

After dodging the surrounding agency guards and black oil ooze monsters, Li Jiasu landed under the triangular pillar, took out parchment and charcoal chalk from his pocket, and prepared to copy the unknown words on the three sides of the pillar.

Look up.

Li Jiasu was stunned.

Don’t get me wrong, what you see is not Chinese.

According to the enhanced version of the ‘Language Comprehensive’ buff translator provided by ad Dagong, the result fed back to Li Jiasu is:

The inscribed text on the pillar is from Terra Blue Star, in ancient Italian.

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Wandering people from Xagai Star! With this pillar of the perfect triangle, I make an oath and contract with you!

We, together, serve the supreme ********** [untranslatable]!

We, no matter what world we are in, are committed to calling out the sleeping and unawakened ********* in the Royal Court of Chaos!

Guys, I love chaos!

*** does not exist, so the madness in the world will never end!

The thousand-faced messenger of joy I have called into this world

He is responsible for traveling around and spreading chaos

I'm responsible for laying hidden stakes and corrupting human nature.

You Xian Zerg, one group is building a base here, and the other group is here to play with people's hearts.

Hundreds and thousands of years, the clock is ticking/

When the stars return to their positions,

When the "bottom of the earth, the sea of ​​lust" is full,

The black tide overflows, sweeps, submerges, and burns the world!

Fallen into this world, truly happy/

Sincerely, this pillar, this oath, I sign an agreement and contract of cooperation with the High Priest of Xia En here.

Signed by: [Francesca Prellati]

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