Chapter 1621 Gretel, the silver dragon you turned into... seems too similar to me?
It is impossible to live without food.
Cerela's space bag always stores enough food for half a year. Bread, biscuits, cakes, puddings; flour, potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn; pigs, cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks, fish, low-level monsters, mid-level monsters...
but--
Serila pinched out a small piece of bread filled with meat and stuffed it into her mouth. Chewing and chewing, chewing and chewing, her expression became more and more sad. After a pause, she pinched out another small orange cake and took a bite.
The juice overflows, soaking into the lips and teeth...
cold.
It's all cold.
It's not the kind that's hot and sizzling, just taken out of the oven, filled with steam and fragrant. Without heat and fragrance, the deliciousness of the food is reduced by more than half...
Cerela groaned in annoyance, then dug into the space bag. Bread and desserts were just sweet. She wanted to eat meat, lots and lots of meat——
It's all cold.
It's all frozen.
Take it out, defrost it, wash it, peel it, cut it into large pieces and then into small pieces. Then set up the pot, set up the stove, set up the clay pot, or set up the grill, cook, bake, and throw it away.
Add various seasonings to taste...
Ahhhhhh it’s so annoying!
so annoying!
Bernard used to do all these jobs!
She doesn't want to cook meat!
I don’t want to grill either!
I just want to eat ready-made!
"Taling," Cerela hummed in a low voice, planning to ask the towering—and the invisible servants that the towering could control—to help her cook meat.
Although Ta Ling is a clumsy thing, he won't move unless he gives an order. Once he's taught it, he's just rigid and doesn't know how to change it——
For example, if you tell a pot of delicious stew how much salt to add, you will never try to make it lighter today, try to add some chili powder tomorrow, and try to add some rock sugar the day after tomorrow.
However, if you let it work, you will at least make a standard pot of stew without any mistakes, and you don't have to wash, cut, and cook it by yourself. Most importantly, you don't have to wash the dishes by yourself after eating.
"Miss Cerela."
The tower spirit responded softly. Serila was about to speak, but suddenly she was discouraged:
Gretel is still advancing!
Gretel is still meditating!
She was cooking, roasting, and most importantly, eating here - would it affect Gretel? Would it disturb him?
Forget it, let's just stay there... She is just a little hungry. For Yinlong, it doesn't matter if she is so hungry...
She leaned back obediently, looked at Gretel, stuffed a meat pie into her mouth, looked at Gretel again, and stuffed a pumpkin pie into her mouth.
Wow, what a big sacrifice she made... When Grete succeeds in advancing, I must let him have a good meal with me! Let him cook it for me with his own hands!
Yes, that’s it!
Gretel didn't know that he had been booked as a chef - and that he had to fry, cook and bake dishes that were enough to feed an adult silver dragon.
At this moment, he was still immersed in the world of meditation, building various chromosomes in his collection one by one:
It is obviously impossible to use the chromosomes of the silver dragon to construct it from the beginning. The gifts of the world are so precious, and you have to practice with other things first. For example, bacteria, fruit flies -
Grete worked hard, worked hard. Escherichia coli, Shigella dysenteriae, Streptococcus, Drosophila... After several sets of chromosomes were built, Grete finally felt that his proficiency was enough and he could try his hand at the Silver Dragon.
The first chromosome.
The second chromosome.
Article 3, Article 4, Article 5...Ah, there are so many items, such a huge workload, is there any way to be lazy...
Speaking of which, the chromosomes I measured only had light and dark, or golden spots. I didn't even finish the electrophoresis of each spot, let alone gene sequencing.
Therefore, it is definitely impossible to fix these chromosomes using the method of the past life. What's more, what is the gift of the world... That thing is not from the previous life in any case...
So Gretel simply gave up. In other words, he simply let go of his mind and put his hope in magic. Silver dragon, he thought, what does a silver dragon look like——
If these chromosomes will keep dividing, copying, dividing, copying, cell after cell, they will finally build a silver dragon.
So, what will they look like...
Thinking like this, the appearance of a silver dragon appeared in his mind. From the macroscopic skeletal muscles, to the more subtle blood vessels and internal organs, to the way muscles and bones move and the way energy flows.
Thinking about it this way, the appearance of the silver dragon becomes more vivid in my mind... Those chromosomes grow, grow, and appear one by one. Gradually, in the meditation world, a specific and subtle silver dragon seems to appear.
Gretel suddenly felt a little hot.
The heat rose from an unknown place and soaked into the limbs. It was noisy, conflicting, and rushing. It soon turned from a ball of warm water into a ball of hot water, and gradually, it seemed to turn into molten iron.
, meaning to rush out of the body——
Gretel suddenly stood up. He didn't have time to look around, or even see that there was Cerela next to him. He jumped out of the desk and ran up. He ran to the stairs, stepped, stepped, and stepped again.
Another indulgence!
At this moment, he was traveling entirely by physical strength, but his whole body was as fast as if he was teleporting. After several consecutive flashes, he had already reached the top of the mage tower.
There, there are no partition walls, no columns, only domes that converge inward from all directions, supporting an empty hall.
In the center of the hall, there was glittering silver and gold, and countless gold and silver coins rolled around. Among the piles of gold and silver, there were also small jewelry boxes buried, as well as gold plates, silver bowls, gold wine bottles, gold candlesticks, etc. scattered sideways.
That's the dragon's nest.
It's Cerela's dragon lair.
It was a place in the Mage Tower that was heavily sealed and heavily guarded. No one was allowed to enter except for Serrela. However, it was the only place where Gretel was not guarded, allowing him to rush in without any hindrance.
At this point, Gretel can finally let go of his restraints.
Cerira grabbed a pancake the size of a copper plate in one hand and a smoked chicken leg in the other. When she rushed up after her, she saw Gretel stretching out his hands to receive the lightning, and his whole figure became more and more like a lake.
As if melting in the lightning——
No, it's not melting, but expansion, deformation. The height is increased, the body is elongated, and the whole person expands ten times or a hundred times.
A pair of bright silver wings were raised from behind, and with just a slight blow, strong winds would blow up, causing the gold and silver coins on the ground to jingle and roll.
Cerira's eyes were not attracted by these golden and silver lights for a moment. She stared at Gretel tightly, without blinking, half with joy and half with confusion:
"Wow! Gretel, you have finally turned into a silver dragon! This time you have become great, different from before! It feels so real! ... Hey, something seems wrong?"
I also felt that something was wrong. Gretel lowered his head, looked at himself in confusion, and froze.
...Oops, when I was constructing chromosomes, did I choose Cerera's chromosomes as a template?