Chapter 797: Gretel, can I take the golden bed away? (Bugfield leader’s update 7)
Cerela's storm inhalation continued...
Grete didn't know how long it lasted. In short, he stewed a large pot of chicken, stewed another pot of beef brisket, and marinated a lamb chop, which could be set up over a fire to grill at any time.
On Serila's side, when Gretel was cooking a large plate of chicken, he began to pick out the magic crystals and carefully put them into the space bag;
When Grete finished stir-frying the beef brisket, added enough water, and began to simmer it over low heat, the shiny and particularly pleasing parts of the magic ore were picked out and piled aside;
And when Gretel cut all the lamb chops, marinated them with seasonings, and set them aside, Serira picked out all the smaller and more tender monsters and carefully put them away;
Finally, Silver Dragon let out a huge belch and announced loudly:
"I'm done eating!"
A two-meter-long frozen fish fell out of the light door and rolled on the pile of food. It didn't stop until it rolled to the bottom, rubbing off the shiny scales on the ground. Then, the fish kept falling down with a splash, a splash, a splash.
The light door of the food flashed twice and then slowly converged.
A two-meter-high food pile, roughly equal to a square pyramid, was left on the spot. Gretel estimated that the contents of this thing had been updated more than once.
If minerals and meat are included together, and the average density of all foods is estimated to be 3 tons/cubic meter...
The food Cerela has eaten so far has definitely exceeded her own body weight.
And the effect of this kind of eating is immediate. At the very least, the previously shriveled dragon body has become plump. Somewhere between the scales, skin and muscles and bones, something is filled, making it round and elastic.
The skinny silver dragon, after this big meal, seemed to be blowing back to normal. She stood there, stretched her neck high, raised her head, flapped her dragon wings twice hard, and said:
A high-pitched dragon roar:
"hold head high"
Grete had a sharp eye and quick hands, and he created a [shelter hut] and placed himself, a large chicken stew pot, a beef stew pot, and a mutton chop eucalyptus board upside down inside.
The moment before the protective cover was buckled down, from the corner of his eye, he saw flying sand and rocks, scraped fish scales and broken slag over the food pile, and a plume of gray smoke rolled up on the spot...
so far so good.
If the pot is overturned, the eucalyptus board is smashed, the food is ruined, and I am the one who ends up working hard all over again!
"Gretel! Are you ready? I want to eat!"
A clear, energetic voice came from outside the hut. The voice was very low, not like the silver dragon with its head bent down and the rumble of a subwoofer, but the female voice that I was used to hearing every day.
The pattering and brisk footsteps outside the hut are not the sound of a silver dragon coming from far away, the ground shaking, and one step far away from the other...
Thank God, Cerela finally returned to her human form. Gretel breathed a sigh of relief, manipulated the shelter to open a door, and responded loudly:
"Okay! Two are ready, and one wants to be baked fresh. You eat it first, and I'll bake it for you!"
Serila cheered and ran in quickly. She looked around, took out two large bowls, and went directly to the pot to scoop out. Gretel watched her scoop up a large bowl of chicken, and then scooped out a full bowl.
Haiwan beef brisket, finally couldn’t help but ask:
"Serila, aren't you full?"
"I'm full!" The silver dragon girl replied confidently. While answering, she said "DUANG" and "DUANG" twice, and placed two plates of food on the table:
“It’s not like you can’t continue eating when you’re full!”
Grete lowered his head silently, set up the oven, and prepared to grill the lamb chops. As soon as the fire was lit, Cerira suddenly raised his head, pinched his lips and sprayed:
"Shh..."
A cold mist suddenly rolled over, extinguishing the flames in the oven, leaving only the cold charcoal. The cold mist rolled back in an instant, without touching Gretel at all. He immediately raised his head, and Cerela smiled.
Sitting at the table, waving to him:
"Gretel, let's eat together! Let's bake it after eating!"
As he was talking, he had already taken out a porcelain plate that was white, smooth, with a dark blue arabesque pattern. He deftly picked it out from the large plate of chicken, and picked out the tip of one chicken wing, the middle of one chicken wing, and the other.
Chicken legs:
"Gretel, eat it! This kind of monster is good at flying and has strong jumping ability. Its wings and legs are especially delicious! Hey, this is a hen, and there are eggs. I'll give you one too! Uh... uh uh uh...
…Grete, your craftsmanship is so good…”
Then the sound was silenced. Serira held the big ocean bowl in both hands, opened her bow from left to right, and ate until her head was buried in it.
In a short time, the corners of the mouth and cheeks were stained with large swaths of sauce. With a touch of hand, a painted face appeared.
Gretel was both amused and distressed. How long had she been hungry? Even if she wasn't hungry, eating only raw meat and magic crystals for half a year would not be as good as having delicious food to eat!
Silver dragons are no better than those black dragons, green dragons, etc. Silver dragons like food and enjoy human food!
These guys in the council only know how to regenerate monsters, so why can't they roast a lamb for her?
Facts have proved that the so-called "fullness" of the silver dragon and the so-called "fullness" of the silver dragon in human form are indeed two different concepts.
The silver dragon in human form looks like it has another stomach, and it is an empty stomach that has been hungry for most of half a year. Also, after an ordinary human girl is full, she has another stomach for eating desserts, not to mention a dragon.
Woolen cloth?
So, Grete watched helplessly as Cerela swept away the whole pot of chicken, except for the single bit that was picked out.
The unknown World of Warcraft bird weighed about eight or nine kilograms, and the potatoes, carrots and onions added to the pot were almost the same weight. Just like that, Cerira ate it in one go and swept away the entire pot.
Sirloin:
"Grete! Grilled lamb chops~"
"Hiccup...wait for me!" What level of monsters are this bird and this cow? It's so awesome. I just ate a chicken wing, a chicken leg, a small egg, and two pieces of beef brisket.
…
"Hurry up! You've rested for so long! You need to move around after you're full, don't be too lazy here!"
Grete struggled to hold himself up. He made a mistake. He just ate one less piece of beef brisket, and then he had to eat another piece of lamb chop. How could he eat it...
By the time Grete finished grilling all the lamb chops and struggled to eat the last piece, Serira had already swallowed all the other lamb chops. He sighed with satisfaction and burped lightly:
"Okay, I'm full. Gretel, let's pack up and go back!"
clean up……
Grete put the pots and pans back into the space bag, waved away the [Shelter Cabin], and saw Cerela walking over quickly, picking and choosing. Soon, the pile of food on the ground was sorted by her, and she put them all back into the space bag.
Several tons of supplies were swept away, plus the ones that Cerira had selected before and kept separately... Just thinking about it, Gretel took a breath of air from the council.
How much is such a huge pile of supplies, magic crystals, magic minerals, and advanced Warcraft ingredients worth!
Even if he couldn't buy a mage tower, maybe it would be enough for half a tower, right?
Of course, Gretel didn't have the slightest mental barrier when he saw Cerela eating and taking these supplies.
The parliament has the opportunity to study the living dragons. Can they catch up with the advancement of the dragons and study the changes in elements during their advancement? The last time was hundreds of years ago?
If you want to spend contribution points to buy this opportunity, it will cost you a lot of money! But in the previous contract, it only mentioned that you would pay for the room and provide for Cerela to eat!
Then, of course, the food sent into the dragon's lair through the light door belongs to Serila. When you are full, pick it up, isn't that a matter of course?
Of course, in Grete's view, both parties were willing to admit defeat, and the council could not take back the food that had been poured in. Cerira could not ask for another batch except "picking it up". But Miss Silver Dragon was obviously not satisfied, and stood up on tiptoe.
Tiptoes, looking left and right
"Cerela, what are you looking for?" Gretel walked up to her and looked around following her gaze:
The Dragon's Nest Hotel is completely empty. It was just as it was when you came in, and it's still the same now.
The parliamentary probes are installed in a very restrained manner and are almost always hidden in places that are hard to see, such as in cracks in rocks or on the ceiling. At a glance, basically nothing can be seen.
...There’s nothing you can bring with you? Could it be that something fell under the load-bearing plate? But the four edges of the load-bearing plate all fell to the ground, and there were no gaps!
Then, he saw Serila turning her head towards him, with a troubled face:
"Gretel, do you think I can carry this golden bed back?"
Gretel: "..."
Serira, wake up!
This is not a gold bed! It is not made of gold! It is just a steel plate or other material plate with gold foil or a layer of gold plated on it!
And you slept on it for so long, walking, jumping, rolling and so on. The scales were scratched and the claws were scratching.
Those pits on the load-bearing plate, those scratches one by one, those large areas of exposed steel surface...
"Let's go!" He pulled the silver dragon girl with all his strength:
"It's only plated with a layer of gold! Not much! And it's been scratched off by you, a lot of it! If you have time to carry this steel bed away, why not go back as soon as possible!"
Cerira was pulled by him, turning back every step of the way, looking back with regret on her face. Fortunately, the silver dragon girl was obedient enough, otherwise Gretel thought to himself that with his strength, he would never be able to drag a dragon.
Serila could drag him backwards with just one little finger!
Dragging and dragging, dragging and dragging, finally dragged out of the Dragon Nest Hotel. Serila was in a state of lethargy until she got off Yingol Peak, and then she became lively again:
"Hey, no matter what, I saved a lot of ores and a lot of magic crystals this time." She smiled with crooked eyes, raised her arms, and waved outward as much as she could:
"My bed can be expanded to such a large area again!"
Grete stayed by her side, smiling slightly and saying nothing. The two climbed over the small ridge, and the Mage Tower came into view. Cerela was stunned on the spot as soon as she raised her head:
"Gretel, Mage Tower...why, why are you so taller...and so fatter?"
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