Shepherding Humanity

And then he died.

When he came back to his senses, he had already reappeared in the hero altar. fortunately, I spent half a month and obtained a lot of energy to resurrect. I don’t believe that I can’t defeat this elf Lady Liang!

In the following half a year.

In order to prove his cooking skills, he kept collecting resurrection energy and seduced the little loli with all his heart. He kept studying the delicious ingredients of this foreign world, waiting for her to pass by and using all kinds of tricks.

And then …

He had experienced more than 30 fancy deaths.

However, he gradually began to be able to communicate with the little girl, gain her trust, and try to learn their language. The little girl also began to stop killing him, often coming to find food and play with him.

From there, he learned the Elven language and understood the civilization of this world.

This little aunt was called Xilin, and she lived in the ancient tree of Life called the ancient tree of night. Tree elves like them liked to appear at night.

Elves had long lifespans, just like trees. They would only become adults in their 80s, and they had a lifespan of more than 300 years. She was still a minor and was only in her 50s.

Tree elves like them were few in number and their reproductive abilities were low. Each of their clansmen was extremely precious and they could only rely on the fruits of the ancient tree of Life to reproduce.

&Nbsp; moreover, this Western ancient tree world had the towering miracle Tree of Life, the powerful ancient tree of war, the giant dragon, the deep sea nine-headed snake, and all sorts of terrifying giant beasts.

The customs of the Otherworld are really simple. I’ve died more than 30 times, and my strategy score is finally almost full. One day, after playing with the little girl, he returned to his residence. according to the information on the power system obtained from the internet, the power system in this world is very high … Adult sprites possess the standard of a 4th rank spirit beast, as if they are a natural demon!”

He returned to his room and began to prepare the ingredients for Celine’s next meal. However, a group of beautiful adult elves suddenly rushed in.

"This is where the strange ancient tree is located! I’ve finally found it!”

She seduced our Xilin in secret. Furthermore, she seems to have the ability to resurrect continuously. She’s also very delicious!

"Yes, this creature seems to be able to cook delicious food. Xilin once secretly brought it back, and I’ve tried it once! It’s countless times more delicious than the meat we cook with fire!”

Kachaa!

He was quickly locked up, and a group of Night Elf ladies surrounded her and sized her up.

He lay on the bed and looked at the group of beautiful elves with exquisite faces. For some reason, he felt a little happy.

"Sisters, please be gentle, I’m afraid of pain …” He laughed, but his smile gradually became perverted.

This was because the group of young ladies had picked up knives and began to dissect him.

"Heavens! Who can save me!”

After half a month, he suddenly stabilized and was released. He began to become a member of the elf tribe and received very high treatment. He became the ancient wood chef of the night Elf tribe and conquered the entire tribe with food, cooking for them.

Furthermore, he didn’t need to prepare the altar’s energy himself. The powerful elves had already prepared countless resurrection energy for him.

Whoosh-

The flames evaporated into smoke, and a delicious aroma floated into the air.

At this moment, in the tribe of hundreds of elves, there was a feast of food, a bonfire, and dinner.

A strangely-shaped little Treant was cooking food for them. The cute young ladies around them were all looking forward to it. Their eyes were burning, and some even swallowed their saliva. Ŗἁ₦оBĘś

Alright, this is the cake that I’ve made using tree starch and plants that are similar to yeast. You’ll definitely be fascinated by its delicious taste … Also, today’s main course is roast meat and roast fish.”

His expression became calm.

"Amazing!”

The surrounding people immediately cheered and jumped for joy. A group of young ladies quickly took a wooden bowl and put the food in it. They quickly swarmed forward and dismembered Mumu,

"The arm is mine!”

"Hair, I want hair!”

I want his feet. Although the smell is so spicy that I’m tearing up, I don’t know why, but I feel like I’m addicted.

Shualala!

A group of elves swarmed forward, and after he finished cooking, he was quickly torn into pieces and smeared on his food as if it had become a sacred ritual.

"Delicious!”

"The spicy flavor is the best.”

Nonsense, it’s obviously garlic. It’s too delicious!

Some people liked spicy food, some liked garlic, and there were all kinds of flavors.

Not far away, a new tree of Seven Wonders slowly walked out of the hero altar. Looking at the elven crowd cheering for him, the tree of Seven Wonders would sacrifice itself to the dish every day.

The little girl Xilin was holding a piece of cake, which was covered with sauce. Her red lips were covered with sauce, making her look innocent and cute. She walked over with an apologetic face and said, ” “I didn’t expect my sisters to follow me. I wanted to eat you all by myself. Are we still friends?”

Mumu laughed awkwardly and touched the little girl’s head. it’s okay. It’s not your fault.

Xilin was excited and her eyes were filled with hope. then can I be the first to eat you? ”

Mumu was speechless.

"Yes, I can!”

Mumu replied. She quickly adapted to the life of being eaten.

He suddenly felt that such a day was very happy. He had a group of pure and beautiful elven ladies accompanying him every day. They affirmed his food, and he only needed to study food and cooking. They would prepare all kinds of ingredients for him and then look at him eagerly. That kind of feeling of being needed was even more satisfying than when he was a chef in a special venue.

I’ve always been a chef who pursues good food. It doesn’t matter if I become stronger. Becoming a member of this tribe and constantly researching good food is a very happy thing. He gradually let go of the thought of becoming stronger.

Two years had passed.

His cooking skills were getting better and better, and he would occasionally feed the ancient war trees.

The night Elf tribe was the weakest of the 11 ancient trees. They only had 300 elves and 17 ancient war trees. The strongest feather elf tribe had more than 1100 elves and 70 ancient war trees. They even enslaved a Green Dragon.

It had been peaceful before. The stronger elf tribes were far away from them, and the neighboring elf tribes were not much stronger than them, although they were strong.

However, with the unique food of the night Elves, its reputation gradually spread and attracted a lot of attention.

What are they eating? what an alluring aroma!

"If I can eat it, then …”

Food and lust were the instinctive pursuits of all living creatures. Some people could even pay a lot of prices for food, including war … The wind elf next door began to hate the simple and bland food, which was difficult to swallow.

"Plunder them.”

A small-scale war broke out.

There were casualties in the tribe. The elf ladies who usually chatted amicably were brought back and gradually died in front of their eyes with serious injuries.

As a chef, Mumu began to treat their wounds. Chili and garlic could kill bacteria and do simple wound treatment.

"The ancient war trees and more than ten clansmen of sister Misia have all been captured.” After three days, a piece of news came, and panic began to spread in the elf tribe.

Misia was the mature older sister who was very dignified among them. She was also a close older sister that Mumu often chatted with.

"What will happen to them?” Mumu’s voice trembled.

They were killed under the ancient tree of Life and became the nutrients for the next generation of wind elves. The ancient tree of war had already defected to the enemy and became their ancient tree cluster … We treat them the same way.”

The ancient war trees were equivalent to mercenaries. They would follow the tribe that provided them with food and domesticated them.

Most of the time, they would not die and would wander between the major elf tribes.

"Why don’t you hand me over?” Mumu’s eyes widened. It was the first time she had seen true death.

It was a living intelligent life, with its voice and appearance. A few days ago, it was still laughing and talking.

In reality, he was just a chef. Although he had killed chickens, ducks, fish, and pigs before and would not be soft-hearted, those were living people …

For the first time, he realized the cruelty of life. This was not a game. This was a living alternate world, a real Second Life!

"How can we hand you over? you’re the treasure of our tribe. You can make weapons, heal people, and provide delicious food. Without you, we can go back to our simple lives. Without delicious food, we’re no different from dead.” The elves around them shook their heads. furthermore, there will be Wars every once in a while. You’re just the cause of the wars.

After saying that, they picked up iron Spears, iron bows, and arrows. They also brought the ancient war trees and started the war. you helped us develop our civilization. These weapons are of great help to us. They are stronger than us, but they may not be able to defeat us.

Another piece of news came from the front line.

Another ancient war tree had been captured.

Moreover, misfortunes never come alone. It was said that the wind elves next door began to feel the pressure and chose to join forces with the water elves to completely eradicate the night Elves. They wanted to obtain the secret of the Night Elves ‘iron weapons and how they made food delicious!

"The tallest tree in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. Just hand me over.” In the room, Mumu was trembling.

Although he had a vicious mouth and was full of obscenities, as a chef, he had some achievements in the evolution of species. He knew nothing about other things such as war, cultivation, and becoming stronger.

"It’s no use.” The elf beside him suddenly spoke and walked out. this is a war. There’s no reason.

Mumu was silent for a moment. She could only cook for the elves in the tribe, but she couldn’t do anything, even though she had long treated the 300 elves as her family.

He stood on the treehouse and looked down at the elf tribe below. They were in danger, and he suddenly fell silent.

He silently went offline and decided that he could only go out and ask for help.

In fact, if he wanted to get rid of this slave life and not cook for this tribe, he could have gone out and asked for help a long time ago, but he quite liked this kind of life.

He had no choice but to seek help from the internet outside!

Back then, alchemy Emperor had also asked for help in the same way, but he had the capital to resist, so everyone could help him. But what about him?

It was the weakest delicious plant with extremely weak combat power. How could a chef participate in a war between High Elves with an average combat power of Tier 4?

This was almost impossible, but he still hoped that the omnipotent netizens could help him think of a way.

Soon, a post was posted.

[ post asking for help from another world: how can a chef solve the crisis of the extermination of an elf tribe? reward of 50000 sand coins. ]

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