Chapter 1531 Opportunity

Involuntarily, the saliva in Qin Ran's mouth began to secrete at an accelerated rate, and he looked towards the direction where the scent was coming from, which was also the direction they were heading.

"Do you smell it?"

"The reason why Smith puts the research laboratory in such a fringe position is not only because he doesn't like noise, but also because of his research."

"The smell is so good that I always want to rush into his laboratory to see what it is."

"pity……"

Edberg couldn't help but shake his head and sigh while driving.

There is no doubt that Edberg did not succeed once.

But Kieran didn't care whether the other party succeeded or not, his attention was completely attracted by the scent.

The fragrance full of fruits and vegetables contains the aroma of meat and fat after meeting the flames. The latter is very weak, but it is real.

"Fruits and barbecue?"

Qin Ran thought silently in his heart.

"You guys will definitely get along with Smith."

"After all, you two are such taciturn guys."

Seeing that Kieran had no intention of speaking, Edberg couldn't help but shrugged and speeded up the car.

It was a free driver, and he had to pay six months' salary, which made Edberg feel a little melancholy.

If possible, he really didn't want to see Kieran again.

Subconsciously, Edberg took out his pipe again.

However, it did not ignite.

There was no light until the door of Professor Smith's laboratory.

"arrive."

Edberg said, pushing open the door and getting out of the car, walking towards the iron gate.

Through the iron fence, Kieran could clearly see a large area of ​​planting land inside the gate. There were both regular vegetables and grains, as well as things he could not recognize. In the center of the field was a building entirely made of wood. It was a two-story house with a huge dog crawling in front of the door.

Moreover, the momentum is extremely amazing.

Crawling there like a tiger.

Just like Kieran couldn't identify the crops he didn't recognize, he didn't recognize this obviously specially bred dog.

"Hey Boulder, is Smith awake?"

Edberg greeted the large, ferocious dog.

However, the large dog ignored Edberg and kept looking at Kieran.

There was strong vigilance and a trace of fear in those eyes.

After about ten seconds, the large dog named Boulder came over and opened the iron fence from the inside, but during the whole process, he was still extremely wary of Kieran.

"Beast intuition?"

Qin Ran secretly thought.

Although he tried his best to control his aura, to ordinary people, he looked just like ordinary people, but in the eyes of animals, it was different.

Especially this specially bred animal.

"You are really a big trouble, even Boulder found out."

"Don't worry, Boulder, he's just here to borrow Smith's advanced receiver, and then he'll leave with me."

After Edberg smiled at Qin Ran, he said to Boulder.

It seemed that this explanation really worked, or maybe it was because Kieran had maintained a restrained state. Boulder shook his body, swung his tail, walked back to the wooden house again, and crawled to his original position.

"bring it on."

After Edberg gestured towards the wooden house with his chin, he walked carefully on the path between the fields, for fear of trampling on the crops that had sprouted in the fields on both sides.

Qin Ran followed behind and looked at the wooden house.

He could clearly tell that the scent was coming from the wooden house.

"Are the crops outside a cover?"

Qin Ran guessed.

Theorite is magical and has many unimaginable delicacies, but the dangers contained therein are also obvious.

As an aborigine, Smith naturally has to be on guard.

Like this big dog named Boulder.

When passing by the other party, Qin Ran lowered his head and glanced at the other party, but what he received in return was a very unfriendly bared teeth and low voice.

Kieran wisely quickened his pace.

At this time, he didn't want to cause trouble.

The door of the wooden house was pushed open by Edberg, who shouted repeatedly with a loud voice.

"Smith, Smith."

Crunch, crunch.

Amidst the groaning of the wooden floor, a figure slowly walked down.

He was not tall, which can only be said to be standard, but he was extremely strong. When he walked down from the upstairs, it was like a wall was approaching.

The loose suspenders and linen shirt were worn tightly on each other's body.

But what attracted Kieran's attention more was the other party's image.

Bald, one-eyed, lame.

He was holding a walking stick in one hand and a huge cowhide pot in the other. From the smell coming from the pot, Qin Ran could be sure that it was a high degree of alcohol. From the sound, the only wine left in the cowhide pot was About the next half.

Edberg frowned.

"You drank again in the morning."

"Forget it, this is 2567."

"The chief freshman of this class needs to use your advanced receiver, and I'll pay for it."

Edberg reluctantly pursed his lips and introduced Qin Ran, but Smith didn't care at all and didn't even look at Qin Ran.

"Pay the money first."

Smith's voice was hoarse and slightly vague.

I don’t know if it’s innate or because of alcohol.

Edberg took out a brown paper bag and handed it over. Smith didn't check it and just threw it on the sofa on one side.

"follow me."

Smith turned and walked towards the inside of the first floor. After passing through the long and narrow corridor and pushing open the door at the end, a very strange-looking chair appeared in front of Kieran.

It was a chair made entirely of stone. The back and armrests of the chair were covered with green vines. Even though it had been treated, it looked as if it had been dug out of the ruins of the ruins.

"Perplexed?"

Qin Ran thought of something.

"Sit up and hold the inheritance crystal in your hand."

Smith said this.

Kieran did not immediately follow his words. Under Smith's impatient gaze, he checked around the chair and made sure there was no danger before sitting on it.

"The whole process lasts about one to three hours and will be painful."

As Smith spoke, he opened the wine bottle and dropped a drop of the wine on the floor of the room.

Snapped!

When the wine fell on the wooden floor, Kieran could keenly sense that an inexplicable aura appeared, but before he could look for it carefully, his eyes were replaced by a scene.

It was not an unfamiliar scene. On the roof of the building last night, the shadow had concealed a similar scene from him.

But the picture I see now is more detailed and real.

It's like my own experience.

But Qin Ran, who has strong spiritual attributes, clearly understood that this was a lie.

He seemed to be watching a movie, witnessing the life of the 'chef' again.

Then……

…

After a drop of wine, Smith closed the door and returned to the living room with Edberg. He put his cane aside and Smith sat on the sofa.

"How about it?"

Edberg sat down in the chair unceremoniously, and then asked directly.

Smith raised his head and glanced at Edberg with his cloudy eyes. Without answering, he opened the bottle again and took several sips.

Gudong, Gudong.

A strange blush appeared on Smith's face. He held the wine bottle and leaned on the sofa. He turned his head and looked at the morning sun outside the door. After muttering a few times, he hugged the wine bottle and curled up. In the sofa.

But immediately, Smith turned over and sat up, looking towards the room at the end of the corridor.

A hot breath suddenly appeared there and rolled endlessly, as if a monster made entirely of magma was roaring.

The temperature inside the cabin rose rapidly.

Soon, the already dry wood will reach the critical point of ignition.

Smith opened the wine bottle again, and another drop of wine dripped out.

Suddenly, the temperature of the entire house returned to its original level.

Everything is no different from before.

But Smith became different.

A sharp gleam flashed through his originally cloudy eyes, like a long knife cutting through the thick fog, making people dare not look at him and make their scalp numb.

"Whose inheritance crystal did he take?"

Smith asked.

"The legendary one in the cafeteria of Area E."

Edberg hugged his shoulders and looked at Smith with a smile.

He was looking forward to seeing what happened next.

"'Demon of Fire'?"

Smith frowned.

"That's the misunderstanding of the world. He is a truly amazing chef. I prefer to call him the 'Salvation of Fire'!"

Edberg said with a serious face.

"Redemption?"

“It is never better to pray for others’ salvation than to save yourself!”

Smith sneered, and then leaned into the sofa again.

"How about it?"

Looking at Smith's appearance, Edberg asked again.

But this time, Smith did not remain silent. He glanced at the room at the end of the corridor and said slowly: "General."

"Just average?"

Edberg asked dissatisfiedly.

In his opinion, Kieran is good enough!

Among the freshmen in this class... no, in the past ten years, Qin Ran is the best!

Not only his strength, but also his brains and calm attitude are far beyond this age level. Even some elite teachers cannot compare.

"Yeah, just average."

Smith nodded seriously.

"Then he has no chance?"

Looking at the serious Smith, Edberg asked unwillingly.

"No."

Smith said, curling up on the sofa again.

Edberg looked at Smith's appearance, glared subconsciously, and wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, the chef gave up.

well!

He sighed and leaned back in his chair without speaking.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

An hour passed quickly.

However, there was no movement in the room at the end of the corridor.

two hours.

Three hours.

When Smith informed Kieran that the maximum time limit had arrived, Edberg stood up from his chair.

"what happened?"

"Isn't it a maximum of three hours?"

Edberg asked.

There was worry in his voice.

Regardless of the qualifications shown by Kieran or as the head chef of Theorite, Edberg did not want any accidents to happen to Kieran.

Especially, it was he who brought Kieran to Smith.

"Good thing."

"The longer it takes, the better the fit between him and that inheritance crystal will be."

"I take back my previous words."

"He is not average, he is good."

Smith sat up again and looked towards the end of the corridor with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Then does he have a chance..."

"No!"

Edberg was delighted by Smith's comments and immediately wanted to bring up the past, but was interrupted unceremoniously by Smith.

Edberg curled his lips and stopped talking.

He waited quietly.

Then the fourth hour passed, and so did the fifth.

Soon, from sunrise to sunset, the afterglow of the evening shone into the wooden house, and Edberg's figure was stretched, and there was worry in his serious face.

And Smith did not lie back on the sofa.

There was unprecedented surprise in his eyes.

It’s been ten hours!

This was a time of inheritance that he had never heard of.

No matter how talented a person is, it only lasts four hours!

Now it has been more than twice as long, and it is still...

"Are you sure that inheritance crystal is damaged?"

Smith asked.

"I am sure!"

"Although I'm not as professional as you, I can still confirm this."

Edberg said affirmatively.

"if it is like this……"

"Will there be a chance?"

Edberg turned his head and looked at Smith expectantly, but Smith still shook his head.

"No!"

Smith said with certainty.

"Why?"

"You don't even want to have such an outstanding heir?"

"Are you really going to dwell on the past until you die?"

Edberg questioned, his voice almost growling.

You don’t have a good heir, I’ll go find one for you.

You found it, but you still say no?

This feeling of powerlessness made Edberg, who had always been patient, completely explode. He grabbed Smith by the collar and lifted Smith up from the sofa.

Woo, woo.

However, before Edberg could do anything, a low roar came from behind him.

The cold killing intent was mixed with the most direct feeling of hunger, just like a bucket of ice water being poured over his head, making Edberg stand still.

"Boulder."

Smith reprimanded, and immediately, the murderous intention disappeared amid a burst of squeamish and flattering hum.

Whoosh, whoosh.

Edberg let go of Smith and sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.

"Feel sorry."

"If possible, I would also like such an excellent heir."

"but……"

"He's too good."

Smith said this.

"Too good?"

"What's the meaning?"

Edberg asked in confusion.

Smith glanced at Edberg apologetically, but said nothing.

Or……

He can't say it!

After twisting the flask and taking a sip, Smith leaned on the sofa, raised his head and looked out the window at the completely dark night sky, staring at the bright stars. The coldness in his eyes flashed away, and when his eyes opened again When it was replaced by turbidity, there was a noise in the room at the end of the corridor.

Dang, Dang Dang!

The old clock in the house rang continuously.

The hour hand completes a complete circular motion.

Exactly, twelve hours.