Source of Life

"Then, can we eat it too?" asked stammeringly after a few seconds https://m•hetushu•com. com, Lugano.

What will happen if you eat it? What is Change?

Will you give birth to that Divine Child?

Lumian glanced at Lugano's arm and said, "Is there anything you can't eat?"

Lugano suddenly felt strong phantom pain again, shook his head repeatedly and said, "No, no need!"

He wanted to stay away from Ludwig and Lumian, but he couldn't think of an excuse at the moment.

Ludwig swallowed the cheese Bread in his mouth, and then said slowly, "The top Ingredient doesn't need too many combinations and seasonings.

"We just have to give it some symbol.

"This includes nine Staple Food materials: wheat, oats, rye, rice, potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn, cassava and any type of legume.

"Put them together with the Umbilical Cord Remains in Milk or goat's milk and cook for half an hour, then enjoy.

"This Staple Food is called 'Source of Life'."

Are you cooking, or making Mysticism Ritual... Lumian cursed after hearing this.

Of course, "Gourmet" Pathway's "Cook" prepares alcoholic beverages and cooks various dishes, which are essentially the corresponding Mysticism Ritual.

Lumian asked thoughtfully, "Actually, not these nine materials are also acceptable, as long as they meet the concept of Staple Food material and the corresponding quantity?"

"Similarly, can I use other milk?"

Ludwig shook his head:

"No, this way is the best."

I mean, what I just said can satisfy the final effect, but the taste is not good? It is indeed "Gourmet" Pathway, and it does have a bit of a pursuit of gourmet food... Lumian stood up and told Lugano to buy some Ingredient.

--Lumian"Traveler's Bag" stores dry food that can be eaten right out of the box.

For Trier, a metropolitan city ranked among the best in the world, it was easy to collect all the things Ludwig needed. It was almost noon, Lumian and Lugano They returned one after another and watched Ludwig put the Staple Food material together with Ombella's Umbilical Cord Remains into the stew pot containing several hundred milliliters of Milk.

These steps need to be completed by "Cook" himself, and given the magical power to induce the designated specialness in Ingredient, and keep them within a certain level for easy absorption. If someone else does it, it will either have no effect or turn the delicious food into poison.

The fire simmered for a while, Lumian smelled the aroma of starch and Milk, and saw obvious milky white water vapor filling the top of the stew pot.

Those Steam did not spread, but condensed in mid-air. As time went by, they slowly settled and all retracted into the pot.

An alluring smell with a hint of blood wafted out.

At this time, Ludwig turned his head and looked at Lumian, licked his lips and said, "Do you want to put sugar or salt?"

"Will this make any difference?" Lumian asked cautiously.

Ludwig replied seriously, "The taste will be different, one is sweet and the other is salty.

"Which one do you like?"

When Lumian saw this, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked with a smile, "Which one do you like?"

"I can't eat it..." Ludwig muttered with a look of regret, "The sweet ones are delicious, and the salty ones are also delicious. It would be nice if we could divide them into two parts, one sweet and one salty..."

As he spoke, the little boy seemed to be stimulated. He sprinkled some salt and threw some sugar in as if losing his temper.

Lumian looked at it funny and didn't stop him.

For him, the taste of "Source of Life" is not important, what is important is its effect.

Finally, Ludwig asked Lugano to extinguish Flames and took out the contents of the saucepan.

It was a palm-sized piece of starch condensation that looked white, soft, waxy and sticky.

The surface of the piece of food was covered with red patches, as if blood was spilling from within.

"You can eat." Ludwig tried hard not to drool.

"Will it be effective if you take one bite, or do you have to eat it all?" Lumian seems to have returned to the days when he was learning various experiments. His questions can often make Aurora very angry.

"All." Ludwig looked disappointed.

Lumian picked up the steaming and somewhat hot piece of food, brought it to his mouth, and took a bite.

Sweet and salty, the salty taste is the solution to the sweetness. The unique taste makes Lumian no longer have any psychological burden, and I ate "Source of Life" in just a few mouthfuls.

"Will it be effective after a while?" Lumian, who had already made up his mind, asked a little impatiently.

Ludwig pointed at Master Bedroom:

"I still need you to get some sleep."

I still need to sleep...Lumian left the dining table, returned to his room, and lay down on the bed.

He closed his eyes and felt his body slowly getting warmer, and then his energy became heavier and heavier...

In the darkness, Lumian heard low sobbing.

He turned his head to the side and carefully distinguished the sound.

It was a little girl crying and whispering:

"Mom... Mom..."

The voice gradually became louder, more mature, and more and more shrill:

"Mom! Mom!"

The shout was getting closer and closer, as if it was ringing in Lumian's ears and in his body:

"Mom! Mom!"

In my body...Lumian was startled and found himself and his thoughts.

The darkness in front of him shattered into pieces, and Sunlight pierced his eyes.

Lumian sat up immediately, completely getting rid of Dream just now.

The cry of "Mom, Mom" still echoed in his mind.

I heard Divine Child crying? Lumian lowered his head and looked at himself.

He took off his clothes and found nothing Special Trait, but he clearly knew that he was different from before, something indescribable.

Lumian did not feel the gaze from "Great Mother", but this is more worthy of vigilance.

After getting dressed and leaving the room, Lumian saw Lugano looking around furtively.

"No, are you okay?" Lugano, who was caught red-handed, asked reflexively.

Lumian laughed:

"Don't worry, I won't become 'Great Mother'Divine Child."

Seeing Lugano looking at his belly, Lumian added:

"Neither conceived Him."

After saying that, he ignored Lugano who was still secretly worried and walked out Apartment directly.

Sunlight happened to be in the afternoon. He wanted to take advantage of the fact that he had nothing to do in the past two days and go stay somewhere for a while.

That place is Trier Catacombs.

After knowing that Harrison of Resurrection Island might appear in places involving the power of death, darkness, Twilight and Decay, the first thing Lumian thought of was "Dream Festival" and Trier Catacombs.

These are unique places full of death and darkness.

Catacombs First Layer, leading to "Old Ossuary Entrance" below.

Lumian held a lit White Candles, sat next to a withered and scattered skeleton, and quietly observed every tourist going to Catacombs Depths, and everyone returning from Catacombs Depths.

Not long after, a few college students passed by and found Lumian sitting side by side with the skeletons in the tomb.

The leader was a tall, thin man wearing glasses. He curiously asked Lumian:

"Why are you sitting here?"

Lumian replied casually, "I have been to the lower floors many times and am no longer interested. I just want to sit here and quietly observe everyone and every Corpse that comes and goes, and see which ones never leave."

"Sounds interesting." The college students held up White Candles, discussed it for a while, and decided to sit here for a while to see if those who returned from the tomb Depths showed fear on their faces.

The tall and thin man with glasses chose to sit on the other side of Lumian. He chatted familiarly. "Tell me, if you don't order White Candles here, will anything really happen?"

Lumian glanced sideways at him and said with a smile, "You can give it a try, so we can know the result."

Before several college students could respond, Lumian said in a leisurely tone, "I didn't believe this before, but then..."

At this point, he suddenly lowered his voice.

Two Women in the group of college students blurted out and asked, "What happened next?"

"Later..." Lumian showed a recalling expression, "I met someone who met Montsouris Ghosts. Do you know the legend of Montsouris Ghosts?"

The college students nodded at the same time.

You guys are really familiar with the various horror legends of Trier... As expected of Underground Trier's common creatures - college students... Lumian sighed and said, "His immediate family members were all dead, and he thought he could get rid of it, but one day, when I went to find him, I found him hanging from the window frame.

"From then on, I began to strictly abide by every rule of Underground Trier."

Those college students looked at each other and were a little scared by the story told by Lumian.

"It seems that we really can't extinguish this Candle." The tall, thin and bespectacled college student said with regret.

Lumian lowered his voice again:

"Have you ever encountered anything like that?

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

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

They asked as if they were drowning, "Yes, there is such a thing, do you know why?"

Lumian shook his head and sighed, "I heard that those are the people who extinguished Candle here. They completely disappeared and no one remembers them."

Hearing this, the tall, thin, bespectacled college student instinctively shuddered.

He suddenly felt something tap his shoulder.

He turned around and saw a white skeletal hand.

"Ah!" He screamed and jumped up suddenly.

Lumian took back Bone Hand that he picked up from nowhere, and mocked with a bright smile, "You are so cowardly!"

"Is this scary?"

Several college students were stunned, and after a while they managed to say, "No!

"It was just a stress reaction!"

When they were seriously considering whether to beat up the scary bastard, a man walked up to the stone stairs leading to Second Layer.

The man was wearing a blue top and yellow trousers, with deep wrinkles on his face and sparse and dry white hair. He was holding a short White Candles Burning in his hand.

This is an old Catacombs Administrator.

Lumian frowned slightly.

He had seen this Catacombs Administrator in the huge Tomb Chamber where "Samaritan Woman Spring" was located. The other party was not using White Candles at that time.