Chapter 752

"That, can that also be eaten?" After a few seconds, Ma Ding asked stutteringly.

What will happen after eating it, what changes will there be?

Will that divine child be born?

Lu Mian aimed at Ma Ding's arm and said:

"What can't be eaten?"

Ma Ding immediately produced intense phantom pain again, shaking his head repeatedly:

"No, no need!"

He wanted to stay away from Ludwig and Lu Mian, but couldn't think of an excuse for a moment.

Ludwig swallowed the cheese bread in his mouth before saying slowly:

"Top-tier ingredients don't need too much pairing and seasoning.

"We only need to give it some symbols.

"This includes nine staple food ingredients: wheat, oats, rye, rice, potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn, cassava, and any kind of bean.

"Cook them with that umbilical cord remains in milk or goat milk for half an hour, and it can be enjoyed.

"This staple food is called 'Source of Life'."

You are cooking, or are you performing a mysticism ritual... Lu Mian muttered to himself.

Of course, the "Chef" of the "Gourmet" pathway preparing alcoholic beverages and cooking various dishes is essentially performing corresponding mysticism rituals.

Lu Mian asked thoughtfully:

"Actually, it doesn't have to be these nine materials, as long as it satisfies the concept of staple food materials and the corresponding quantity?

"Similarly, can other milk be used?"

Ludwig shook his head:

"No, this way of cooking tastes the best."

Meaning, what I just said can satisfy the final effect, but the taste won't be good? Worthy of being the "Gourmet" pathway, indeed having some pursuit in terms of gourmet... Lu Mian stood up while instructing Ma Ding to go buy some ingredients.

—What is stored in Lu Mian's "Traveler's Bag" is all dry food that can be eaten immediately upon taking out.

For Trier, a metropolis that can rank among the top in the world, the things Ludwig needed were easy to collect. By noon, Lu Mian and Ma Ding returned one after another, watching Ludwig put the staple food materials together with Omebella's umbilical cord remains into a stew pot containing several hundred milliliters of milk.

These steps all need to be completed by the "Chef" personally, bestowing divinity to induce the specified specialty within the ingredients and keep them within a certain degree for easy absorption. If someone else were to do it, either there would be no effect, or the gourmet food would be turned into poison.

After simmering over a stove fire for a while, Lu Mian smelled the fragrance of starch and milk, seeing obvious milky white water vapor permeating above the stew pot.

Those vapors didn't diffuse but condensed in mid-air, and as time passed, slowly settled, all shrinking back into the pot.

An alluring scent with a bit of bloody taste drifted out.

At this time, Ludwig turned his head to look at Lu Mian, licked his lips, and said:

"Do you want to put sugar or salt?"

"Will this bring any difference?" Lu Mian asked cautiously.

Ludwig answered seriously:

"The taste will be different; one is sweet, one is salty.

"Which one do you like?"

Seeing this, Lu Mian quietly let out a breath and asked back with a smile:

"Which one do you like?"

"I can't eat..." Ludwig said regretfully, muttering, "Sweet is delicious, salty is also delicious; if it could be divided into two portions, one sweet, one salty, that would be great..."

While speaking, the little boy seemed to be stimulated, sprinkling some salt and throwing some sugar grains in like throwing a tantrum.

Lu Mian watched amusedly, not stopping him.

For him, the taste of "Source of Life" wasn't important; what was important was its effect.

Finally, Ludwig let Ma Ding extinguish the fire and took out the things in the stew pot.

It was a piece of starch coagulate the size of a palm, looking white, soft, and both glutinous and sticky.

The surface of this food was covered with red patches, as if blood had overflowed from the inside.

"Can eat it." Ludwig tried hard not to let his saliva flow down.

"Will there be an effect after one bite, or must it all be eaten?" Lu Mian seemed to have returned to the days of learning various experiments; his questions could often make Aurora angry.

"All of it." Ludwig looked disappointed.

Lu Mian picked up the food that was still steaming and felt a bit hot to the touch, brought it to his mouth, and took a bite.

Sweet with a hint of salt, salt relieving the sweetness and greasiness; the unique taste made Lu Mian no longer have psychological burdens, and he ate the "Source of Life" in a few bites.

"Will there be an effect after a while?" Lu Mian, who had already made up his mind, asked a bit impatiently.

Ludwig pointed to the master bedroom:

"You still need to take a nap."

Still need to take a nap... Lu Mian left the dining table, returned to his room, and lay on the bed.

He closed his eyes, feeling his body slowly warm up, and then his spirit became heavier and heavier, heavier and heavier...

In the pitch darkness, Lu Mian heard low sobbing sounds.

He turned his head and carefully distinguished the situation of the sounds.

It was a little girl crying and whispering:

"Mom... Mom..."

The sound gradually grew larger, also becoming more mature, more miserable:

"Mom! Mom!"

The shouting became closer and closer, as if it were ringing in Lu Mian's ears, ringing in his body:

"Mom! Mom!"

In my body... Lu Mian was startled, found himself, found his thoughts.

The darkness before his eyes shattered piece by piece, and sunlight pierced into his pupils.

Lu Mian sat up suddenly, completely getting rid of the dream just now.

The "Mom Mom" shouting still echoed a bit in his mind.

Did I hear the divine child's crying? Lu Mian lowered his head and examined himself.

He took off all his clothes, finding no special features, but he clearly knew that he and the past had some kind of difference, an indescribable difference.

Lu Mian also didn't feel the gaze from the "Great Mother," but this was even more worthy of vigilance.

After dressing, leaving the room, Lu Mian saw Ma Ding looking over here sneakily.

"No, nothing wrong?" Ma Ding, who was caught red-handed, asked reflexively.

Lu Mian laughed:

"Don't worry, I won't become the 'Great Mother's' divine child."

Seeing Ma Ding look at his stomach, Lu Mian added another sentence:

"And I'm not gestating Him."

After speaking, he ignored Ma Ding, who was still hiding worry, and walked out of the apartment directly.

The afternoon sun was just right; he wanted to take advantage of these two days when there was nothing to do to go to a certain place to squat.

That place was the Trier Underground Catacombs.

Knowing that Harrison from Resurrection Island might appear in places involving powers of death, darkness, twilight, and decay, Lu Mian first thought of the "Dream Festival" and the Trier Underground Catacombs.

These are all unique places full of death and darkness.

……

First layer of the underground catacombs, at the "Old Ossuary Entrance" leading to the depths.

Lu Mian held a lit white candle, sat next to a withered and scattered skeleton, and quietly observed every tourist going to the depths of the underground catacombs, as well as those returning from the depths.

Not long after, a few people who looked like college students passed by and discovered Lu Mian sitting side-by-side with the catacomb skeletons.

The leader was a thin and tall man wearing glasses; he curiously asked Lu Mian:

"Why are you sitting here?"

Lu Mian answered casually:

"I've been to the layers below many times and am no longer interested. I just want to sit here now, quietly observing every person and every corpse coming and going, to see which ones never leave again."

"Sounds quite interesting." Those few college students held white candles, discussed for a while, and decided to sit here too, to see if those returning from the depths of the catacombs had fear on their faces.

The thin and tall glasses man chose to sit on Lu Mian's other side; he chatted familiarly:

"You say, will something really happen if you don't light a white candle here?"

Lu Mian turned his head and glanced at him, laughing:

"You can try it, and then we'll know the result."

Without waiting for the few college students to respond, Lu Mian said in a leisurely tone:

"I didn't believe these things before either, later..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly lowered his voice.

Two of the female college students in that group blurted out:

"Later what happened?"

"Later..." Lu Mian revealed a reminiscent expression, "I met someone who encountered the Monsuri Ghost. You know the legend of the Monsuri Ghost, right?"

Those college students nodded simultaneously.

You guys, really know all kinds of horror legends of Trier very well... Worthy of being the common creatures of underground Trier—college students... Lu Mian sighed and said:

"His direct family members all died; he thought he could escape, but later one day, when I went to look for him, I found he had hanged himself on the window frame.

"From then on, I began to strictly follow every rule of underground Trier."

Those few college students looked at each other, scared by the horror story told by this peer.

"It seems one really can't extinguish this candle." The thin and tall glasses college student said regretfully.

Lu Mian lowered his voice again:

"Have you ever encountered that kind of thing?

"In the dormitory, there are clearly extra books, quilts, and clothes that don't belong to you, but the administrator tells you that no one else lives here."

Two of the college students changed color, as if they had heard the most terrifying ghost story.

They asked as if drowning and seeking survival:

"Yes, there is such a thing; do you know why?"

Lu Mian shook his head and sighed:

"I heard that those are all people who extinguished their candles here; they disappeared completely, and no one remembers them anymore."

Hearing this, the thin and tall glasses college student shuddered instinctively.

He suddenly felt something pat his shoulder.

He turned his head and found it was a white, eerie skeleton hand.

"Ah!" He screamed and jumped up suddenly.

Lu Mian retracted the skeleton hand he didn't know where he had picked up, and mocked with a brilliant smile:

"You guys are really timid!

"This scared you?"

The few college students were stunned, only after a while did they force themselves to say:

"No!

"Just now it was just a stress reaction!"

Just as they were seriously considering whether to gang up on this scary bastard, someone walked up from the stone stairs leading to the second layer.

That person was wearing a blue top, yellow pants, had deep wrinkles on his face, sparse and withered white hair, and held a short piece of burning white candle in his hand.

This was an elderly catacomb administrator.

Lu Mian frowned slightly.

He had seen this catacomb administrator in the huge tomb chamber where the "Samaritan Woman's Spring" was located; at that time, the other party wasn't using a white candle.

ps: Ask for monthly tickets during the double period~

(End of chapter)