Chapter 2070 Meeting the Elf Team Again

Although there is a question mark after the career description, my abilities are real.

Since the release of Sky City, apart from the magic value, all other indicators have improved to a higher level.

The man-eating tree that had caused me great trouble before, when I faced it again, I no longer had the trouble of not knowing what to do.

The Odachi sword and the demon sword slashed left and right, shattering the khaki light film one after another, and cutting off countless vines as thick as arms one by one.

During my lunch break, while I was chewing dry food, suddenly a black shadow flew toward me. I stretched out my hand to grab it. Huh? Soft?

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be two pieces of dry brown bread stacked on top of each other.

Looking up, I saw a few familiar figures coming into view. They were the members of the elf team who had rescued me before.

After opening the plastic bag, I took a bite and chewed it carefully. Hey, it tastes good.

Although the black bread is still dry and tasteless, it is filled with bacon and tomatoes. If there are two more vegetable leaves and a little salad, it will be the best-selling fast food on the blue planet - hamburger.

After eating a few bites, he stood up and patted the dust on his butt: "Hey, what a coincidence~"

"No coincidence at all," deadpanned Jefferson Gassier, who was wearing an eyepatch.

This Asura really has no sense of humor at all.

"You seem to have become a lot stronger." Jefferson Gasil stared at me for a while and said slowly: "You seem to have become stronger than me?"

"I feel like he is much more energetic than before." Berserker Philip Walker grinned and said, "I have the urge to fight with him."

"But the magic fluctuation is still as unobvious as ever." Giles Ivy, who was carrying a magic wand, asked in a puzzled tone: "How much has your magic value grown?"

"Zero" I said without any hesitation.

"Zero!" Ivy frowned and said in disbelief: "Are you kidding?"

"I'm not joking." I shrugged and said helplessly, "There's no need to joke about this kind of thing."

"Ha, it turns out you're a magic idiot." Eddie Aldington laughed: "Since you have nothing to do with magic, do you want to try firearms?"

I declined his invitation: "I'll just use a knife."

"It's always good to master one more combat skill," he said, turning to Baker Jyoti who was wiping the knight's sword: "What do you think?"

"A master in every skill is inferior to a master in every skill," Baker Jyoti said lightly.

Eddie Aldington was embarrassed by being disrespected by his companions.

"Here, try this," I said, throwing something as big as a fist to them.

After tearing open the wrapping paper, several people looked at each other and said in unison: "Barbecue?"

"Exactly." I bared my teeth and showed a bright smile: "Try it, I baked it myself, how does it taste?"

Jefferson Gasil hesitated for a moment, frowned and said, "You don't think of us as test subjects, do you?"

"Well, it tastes good, but it's a bit tough." Philip Walker started to eat without warning. While eating, he asked: "What kind of meat is this? The texture is a bit old. Is it old beef?"

I shook my head: "No, it's the meat of a winged creature."

"Winged creatures. Well, it doesn't taste like vulture meat." Philip Walker shook his head, looking confused.

Giles Ivy also shook his head: "I have only eaten pigeon meat and sparrow meat, but never the meat of large birds."

"It's not eagle meat." Eddie Aldington chewed hard: "Eagle meat is harder than this, and it's not as delicious as this."

Baker Jyoti snorted softly: "Eagle meat is softer than this. It's just that you roasted it for too long and it's burnt, so it looks hard."

After eating half of it, Jefferson Gasil finally gave up guessing: "We can't guess, tell me, what kind of meat is this?"

"You really want to know?" I tilted my chin, deliberately trying to whet their appetite.

As soon as they heard what I said, Giles Ivy, Eddie Aldington, Baker Jotti, and Jefferson Gassier all stopped chewing. Only Philip Walker continued to chew. .

"Don't eat it yet." Giles Ivy took the meat from Philip Walker's hand.

Walker dodged and dodged Ivy's outstretched hand: "What are you doing?"

"Don't you doubt the origin of this meat?" Giles Ivy said seriously: "This guy seems to be deliberately concealing the origin of the meat. I suspect that there is something wrong with this meat."

"What's the problem?" Philip Walker tore off another piece of meat: "As long as you know it's not human."

"You!" Giles Ivy held his forehead helplessly.

At this time, the faces of the other people who looked at me also darkened. Jefferson Gasil silently put the barbecue aside and said in a deep voice: "Can you please tell me what kind of creature this piece of meat comes from?" Was it cut off from his body?"

Seeing the sudden change in the atmosphere, I quickly waved my hand and said, "Don't get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with this meat, and what I just said was just to whet your appetite and has no other meaning."

"So, where does this meat come from?"

"This is dragon meat" I said truthfully.

"What did you say?" This time, it was Philip Walker who exclaimed. He didn't even have time to swallow the roast meat in his mouth, and asked loudly: "Dragon meat?"

"Shh!" I made a gesture to silence: "Please keep your voice down."

Philip Walker seemed to be aware of his gaffe. He sat down again and continued to feast.

After a while, the other adventurers who were paying attention here, seeing that there was nothing more to say, withdrew their attention again and went about their own business.

Jefferson Gassier waved to me, and I stood up and walked over, sitting down nearby.

"You just said, this is dragon meat?" He couldn't believe it and asked again.

"Yes, pterosaur meat," I said, "the kind that has two wings and can fly around in mid-air."

"I know there are dragons in Zephyr Continent, but the last time I heard about them was a rumor decades ago." Giles Ivy stared at me and said, "Where did you meet the dragon?"

"A certain island, I can't tell the exact location, is on one of the many islands between Moonlight City and Airey City. I originally planned to visit it, but I ended up meeting pterosaurs, many pterosaurs. "I gestured exaggeratedly: "They all grinned and were extremely cruel. I was almost eaten. Fortunately, I ran fast and survived."

"How did you get there?" asked Jefferson Gasil.

"Take a ride on the magic airship!"

"Can the magic airship land at will?" Eddie Aldington became interested: "If this service really exists, I would like to try it next time."

"No, the Magic Airship does not provide this service, but I have some connections with Master Dewey and do it in his name."

"As expected of an elder from outside Moonlight City," Eddie Aldington said with envy: "He has such a wide network of contacts."