"Thank you, Almighty Mother Goddess, for giving us our daily diet. Because of your grace, we are able to enjoy this simple meal."
He sang in praise of the supreme god who created the world and all living beings. When he opened his closed eyelids, what he saw was "a simple meal" as described in the prayer.
Pickles, bread.
All the contents of the lunch are presented in front of you. There is no meat and no other side dishes. It is just like the literal expression of "a simple meal".
"Ah, it's cucumber again."[
The lip lines of Hoffmann, Wagner and Thor began to tremble like waves, the corners of their eyes were twitching for the last time, and their faces were rapidly approaching the lumps on the dinner plate.
Compared with the days of going out to buy three meals and chewing dried meat, pickles continue to appear as main dishes and side dishes in the daily lunch and dinner back in Niflheim, torturing the boys' sense of sight, taste and smell.
and gastrointestinal digestive system.
"Although having food to eat is better than anything else, and we have already passed the age of being dragged and forced to eat by our parents, but...!"
The volume suddenly increased a few degrees, and then plummeted to the bottom just as quickly.
Just thinking about the unspoken complaint made his stomach churn. Thor, who had no energy to continue complaining, once again started to stare blankly at the pickles on the plate, and the hand holding the fork didn't know where to go.
It will take some time before the wheat is harvested. The pickles (actually only pickled cabbage and pickled cucumbers), flour and bacon in the cellar are the staple foods from winter to spring plowing. The amount of bread is determined by the wheat yield last year. Every year in winter and spring
All seasons are difficult days.
This year's situation is no better, in fact it's a little worse.
The dry food you carry when you go shopping is bacon jerky. Considering the convenience of carrying, saving cargo space, sufficient shelf life, and providing sufficient energy, bacon jerky is the only option that meets all conditions. This has caused logistical pressure and a village meat reserve crisis.
The risks were fully foreseen by the sensible teenagers, and they were very restrained in eating and drinking during the entire journey, only consuming the minimum amount necessary for the preset combat conditions. Each young man had a heavy look on his face while chewing dried meat, thinking of the poor people in the village.
Parents and brothers, there was still a lot of dried meat left at the end of the trip.
Despite extreme frugality, consumption can be avoided. The decline in meat storage has directly affected the lives of villagers. It used to take three days to see a little bit of dried meat, but it took a week to taste meat.
In addition to the cattle and horses that were bought for working, chickens, ducks, sheep and the like were also raised for breeding. These guys who were strutting around in the livestock pens and living leisurely seemed to know the [pointy ears] method outside the fence.
Taking into account the situation of their surgery, no matter how the [pointed-eared] eyes emitted a green light that moved their index fingers and salivated, they were all ignored.
The attempt to hunt for more meat also encountered setbacks, and the reason was that ancient species who loved to hang out in the valley in his spare time.
There are various strong and dangerous species in the Niflheim Valley, many of which are special types that can manifest magic. The elves who have lived in the valley for many years also need to spend a lot of effort to hunt these fierce creatures.
If you are not careful, you may even lose your life. Therefore, the low-intensity hunting activities of the elves for a long time have not significantly affected the number and living environment of dangerous species in the valley. At most, they have slightly narrowed the scope of their activities and moved deeper into the valley.
The arrival of the black dragon completely broke the beautiful and peaceful pastoral life of the dangerous species. From the moment the black coated wings passed over the heads of many dangerous species, the days of showing off their power and contentment were gone forever.
Bears, giant apes, lions, tigers, fire-breathing, snow-blowing, electric-discharging, poisonous, poisonous... Just pick any powerful and dangerous species that can severely damage a small group of human infantry units. They are all placed in front of the ancient species.
[Snacks] and [Snacks] with a combat power of 5. Don't look at these guys who can do some crazy things from their mouths and bodies. They usually show their domineering mode like the Lord of the Valley, but the black dragon's eyes just glared at them all
Lying paralyzed with urine and feces, the black dragon could feast without any effort.
Nidhogg was extremely satisfied with the unparalleled foraging conditions in the Ratatosk Desert Valley, but his unplanned hunting behavior not only caused his body lines to gain weight slightly, showing signs of belly fat, but also directly forced a large number of dangerous species to migrate deeper into the valley.
Fighting for living space, facing the empty mountain forest, the hunting experts in the village have no choice but to do anything.
"Maybe by the time those chickens lay their second clutch, things will be better."
He was mumbling eggs in his mouth, the tip of his tongue was full of the taste of pickled cucumbers, and the corners of his eyebrows no longer twitched, they just hung there as if they were hanging.
"It won't take that long, gentlemen."
The same young business words came from behind. The elves who turned to the back found that the black-haired boy with his left hand rubbing the tip of his brow was standing behind him at some point, and the plate he held in his right hand exuded the alluring aroma of barbecue.[
"Some idiot who doesn't know how to control his appetite has learned his lesson. That guy will do most of the hunting work, so today's lunch can be an extra meal."
One minute they were complaining endlessly about lunch, and the next moment the boys raised their knives and forks high and stabbed at the smoking black meat.
"Did you roast this meat? Did you not pay attention to the heat and it got burnt?"
Thor, whose mouth was full of pieces of meat, muttered vaguely, swallowing and chewing the burnt blackened surface. Judging from this state, his previously corrupted appetite was completely revived.
"I didn't roast the meat. As for the charring... you also know that the dragon clan's cooking techniques are as crude as their hunting methods."
Li Lin raised his shoulders with a sneer, causing the three elf teenagers to feel paralyzed. His movements were vaguely reminiscent of the scene of the black dragon running away in tears to hunt.
"Don't worry about that imbecile idiot who can't control his appetite. He must pay the price for his stupidity. No matter whether he is an ancient species or a dragon, if he doesn't even have a basic sense of responsibility, he is just a reptile with a flying head."
He waved away the teenagers' sympathy for Nidhogg and ordered in a businesslike tone:
"Half an hour after lunch ends, I'll invite my auntie who knows how to spin and weave to come to the workshop, and tell everyone, um... [get ready to enjoy the performance], that's all."
Their faces were filled with worry-inducing confidence. After jokingly explaining the matter, the three emotionally affected elves nodded and smiled as they watched Li Lin leave. Contrary to their elders, relatives and friends who were half-trustful of the mysterious and suspicious Li Lin.
, the young elf who had participated in the black market trip had a good impression of Li Lin. Among them were his rich knowledge and outstanding performance. Factors such as similar age and "shared idea of changing the world" cannot be ignored.
The effects of the preliminary work are now gradually showing up. Unknowingly, the young elves have generally accepted Li Lin's existence, and subconsciously regard the black-haired foreigner as a companion, and even regard him as the leader to a certain extent.
【Successful people always become the ones who will be loved and imitated.】
A simple summary summarizes the essence of the situation. Past successes are included in the data backup, and new successes are about to unfold before the eyes of the indigenous people.
Looking at the dwarf who was assembling marketing tools in front of the workshop, his slender fingers like works of art lifted up the broken bangs in front of his forehead, quietly waiting for the passage of time.
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Patriarch Amir found himself trapped again.
[Also] It means that the situation in front of me is not the first time for the respected old patriarch. In fact, the old patriarch has no interest in counting the times.
From the day the bad boy with black hair and red eyes came to the valley, confusion, surprise, joy, displeasure... and other completely opposite emotions were entangled together, and the anxiety caused by the difficulty of leaving aside responsibilities and personal feelings made the old man
Elf has been unable to sleep almost every night recently, and his symptoms of neurasthenia are slowly showing up in him.
"Too responsible, or in other words, thinking too much about things."
It's as indifferent as dictating the words on someone's resume. The lack of cadence in the bass arouses resonance around you.
"There is nothing else for him to do, sir."
Instead of Li Lin's sinister sneer, Nidhogg once again made his face look like a poker head.[
As for whether making comments behind someone's back is disrespectful to the person being commented on, even in front of the old Emil, Nidhogg would still repeat the comment and even add some more harsh words to it - as long as Li Lin was not around.
Like most rebellious children who lack enough respect for their elders, Nidhogg believed that the Emil patriarch was out of touch with the times. He could not see the situation clearly and at the same time clung to power and was unwilling to let go.
Ugly, unseemly aging.
Nidhogg hates old creatures who show off their bluff. They can't do anything, and even if they do something, they can't stop Li Lin.
——Thinking about the so-called things, just stay aside and bite your fingers and watch. There is no way to change the world by relying on old and rotten ideas.
Compassion with a sense of superiority flashed through Longyan, and the arrogant attitude was clearly reflected in the red pupils on the side. After a meaningful glance, Li Lin gave up the idea of emergency treatment.
[If I use the "Chu Er Correction Fist" to repair him here, I'm afraid the elves will jump out to intercede...]
For no reason, Nidhogg shuddered. The symptoms of the second-grade disease disappeared instantly.
The cold look slanting towards the black dragon's face - needless to say, it was a warning.
【Don’t fill your mind with garbage.】
The above-mentioned sinister words appeared in his red eyes, and if he didn't restrain his polite attitude, he would be given an ultimatum of cruel punishment.
In order to consolidate power, superiors often provoke competition among subordinates. However, there is a bottom line for tolerance of competition. It is a red line that is never allowed to turn into malicious strife between subordinates or departments. Crossing that line will only lead to serious internal friction and chaos.
The current relationship with the elves is actually still at the level of cooperation. Before truly achieving complete dominance and subordination, it is necessary to pull the reins of Nidhogg's flying thoughts, otherwise it will be filled with voterism, elitist thinking, and excessive superiority.
A hodgepodge of little heads will get into huge trouble sooner or later.
It's still too late to correct it now. When the black dragon's brain is completely fanatical, the energy consumed will be three times.
From another perspective, this lesson also has important positive significance. We have always considered using nationalism as the starting point to encourage the fighting consciousness of elves, but we have ignored the possibility of becoming a political army organized with ultra-nationalism and the emergence of people like [Disobedience and Walking Alone].
The risk of military groups.
An army with overheated brains that raises its arms and chants slogans can only be used to satisfy the bad taste of a specific group. A professional army with good military education and excellent political qualities is the army that meets Li Lin's vision. At this stage, it has
It is necessary to pay attention to the details and start shaping. It is difficult to achieve this goal if you let it go.
Following the military construction agenda plan, which is more basic and can be said to be the most critical step in turning ideals into reality, is preparing to send out the first cry of birth.
A spinning machine was placed in front of the astonished elves.