Main Text Volume Chapter 37 Ni Niao Nio

"Speaking of which, the acquisition of this card has something to do with Mr. Moro. That happened nearly three months ago..." Angel told Moro about the strange seabird he encountered that day. Tao Lai.

"The strangely dressed seabird left after drinking the tea made from the morning dew after the rain. Before leaving, he left me this gold card."

After Angel finished speaking, Moro's expression was a little strange, mixed with regret and envy. You know, when he left Pat Manor, Angel gave him most of the morning dew after the rain.

Although Morning Dew after Rain is just a low-level magic plant, its unique effect is comparable to White Orchid Potion. For the vast majority of wizard apprentices, Bailan Potion is a medicine that they can only look at and cannot afford.

Moro originally planned to make a lot of money from the morning dew after returning to Fan Continent, and see if he could seize the opportunity and get the guidance of an official wizard. So along the way, he never took out the morning dew after the rain at all, and even Florent didn't know that he had this magical tea.

Unexpectedly, he hid it tightly just to get a chance; but he never expected that Angel would drink it openly and get a chance!

Moro hates it!

If I had known it earlier, if I had known it earlier...

Alas, Moro suddenly sighed in frustration. There is nothing in this world that I could have known earlier. It was just that I was not lucky enough and time did not wait for me.

No one noticed the change in Moro's expression, and even if they did, no one would care.

"Hahahahaha, it turns out that your gold card was given by Lord Toby!" Tang Weasel said.

"Master Toby? Is it that strangely dressed seabird with a backpack?" Angel asked suspiciously.

Tang Weasel did a ballet spin with an admiring look on his face: "Yes, it's Lord Toby! Lord Toby is the master's most beloved pet, and his status in the Barbie restaurant is equal to that of the master!"

When Angel continued to ask about Toby's situation, Tang Weitai stopped talking and said with a smile: "Hahaha, the guests will naturally see Sir Toby when they have dinner later."

In the story Angel told just now, Tang Weasel's focus was on 'Toby', but the focus of other extraordinary beings was on the morning dew after the rain.

However, Angel followed Tang Itachi, and they were not as familiar with Angel as Moro was, so they could only keep it in their hearts.

As for the official wizard, after learning the origin of Angel Jinka, he stopped paying attention to him. The effect of morning dew after rain has no appeal to formal wizards.

Only Heroline from the White Coral Floating Island Academy looked at Angel deeply.

Good luck is also part of strength. If Angel can maintain this strong luck, it may not be impossible to be promoted to an official wizard.

Heroline thought to herself, if this kid's talent is not bad, she can observe it first.

By the way, what did he want to ask Moro just now? What happened next on the day of "testing talents"? It seemed that he was interrupted by Moro.

It doesn't matter, he is just a lucky talent, and he may not be a mature person yet.

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In the deep corridor, needle-pointed branches and vines crawl across the walls of every gap. From time to time, a gorgeous blood-red rose appears. Under the extreme contrast, there is an absolute sense of decadence and beauty.

At the end of the corridor, a bright red curtain blocks the view. Behind the curtain is the banquet room of the Barbie restaurant. To be precise, it is the banquet room of the Bronze Card VIPs.

"Oh ho ho ho, the devil's vine seeds here are mature and can be planted in the brains of black-skinned goblins. Ho ho ho ho, in just three months, you can harvest the most delicious brain flowers." So plump that he is fat, so fat The purple-haired woman with a six-tier chin raised a fragrant but purple-black cocktail glass filled with white viscous substance in front of Sanders, "Old friend, do you want a drink? Oh ho ho ho ho. , drinking this cup of Heijingnaohua can improve your mental concentration for ten days and ten nights without feeling tired.”

Sanders took off his tall black felt hat from his head, revealing short gray-green curly hair. Putting the hat on the table, Sanders took the cocktail glass from Grea's hand and drank down Flora's brain, which was regarded as a dark dish, in one gulp.

"It tastes good." Sanders put down the cup, crossed his fingers, shrugged, and answered noncommittally.

"Hehe, I forgot to tell you that Heijingnaohua also has a strong effect on releasing serotonin in the brain. Do you like it?" The fat purple-haired woman, namely Greya, said with narrowed eyes.

Sanders remained expressionless: "I can feel it, a large amount of pheromones are secreted."

Greya moved closer to Sanders and took a deep breath on his neck, but she didn't smell anything.

Greya couldn't help frowning and looked at Sanders with contempt: "A stinky man with no emotions, he actually hinders the secretion of serotonin and wants to smell you. Are you as boring as you?" Boring."

Greia's words aroused strong agreement from Flora, who was floating in the air and cruising up and down with nothing to do.

Flora's compliments made Greia wink at her. However, Flora's wink only earned her a blank stare in return.

Sanders' eyes were indifferent: "Let's talk less about irrelevant things. Your invitation card is not easy to deal with."

Greya bowed her waist gracefully, holding her chin with her big white hands painted with vermilion nail polish, looking at Sanders with seductive eyes, her coquettish eye makeup became dizzy with each exaggerated wink. Dye for a cascading wave effect.

However, Sanders still didn't pay attention, and he didn't even want to raise his eyes this time.

"Is it really sexually cold? Even a beautiful woman doesn't know how to seize the opportunity." Greya, who considers herself a "beauty", rolled her eyes, shook her big butt cheeks, and swayed to the food table next to her.

The food table was filled with all kinds of magical props-

All kinds of suspended glassware, filled with all kinds of ingredients, but they all had non-mainstream appearances, black meat pieces, viscous liquid with purple-red smoke, soft-bodied worms with eyes that were still moving, crawling with their bodies arched, and even some gas vortexes with colors.

Greya took these ingredients from various places. One of the reasons why her Barbie restaurant drifted around was to obtain ingredients from different places. Sometimes, Greya would even go to different planes to look for ingredients. For example, most of her ingredients with purple-black aura were obtained from the Abyss Plane; most of the gaseous ingredients were obtained from the Burning Plane.

Graya, wearing a light crimson skin-tight dress, posed in front of the kitchen in a pose that she thought showed off her curves the most. She lifted her chin with layers of flesh and picked up a huge diamond-studded soup spoon: "Do you still want the twisted worm?"

Sanders nodded.

Graya sneered and curled her lips: "Boring man."

The twisted worm is a special worm that cannot reproduce and is not produced in nature. The only way to obtain it is to use Graya's own witchcraft and cook it with various ingredients. The final cooking result is such a strange-tasting living food that is useless to everyone but very useful to Sanders.

Graya released the unique witchcraft of the mysterious side gourmet department, and with the exclusive kitchen utensils, began to process the ingredients.

Just after processing half of it, the curtain of the banquet room was lifted, and a small man with a pointed bean eye who looked extremely sloppy and greasy came in.

The little man was about the same height as Flora, with extremely thin limbs and a hunched back, looking like a lazy and sloppy laborer.

As soon as the little man came in, Flora frowned and flew a distance closer to Sanders. There was a hint of disgust and avoidance in her eyes towards the man, which showed that the visitor was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Ni Niao, what are you doing here?"