Chapter 238: Heavy Taste Elf

"Wasn't I just in the world tunnel? How did I arrive at my destination in the blink of an eye?" He widened his eyes, feeling as though someone might have stolen a period of his time. But he was indeed here.

A message resonated in his ears:Warning: Please fully integrate into the identity of a native of this world. Any disclosure of content not belonging to this world will result in obliteration.

"It's so beautiful! Is this art style from the Primordial World?" Mu Mu, speechless, began to marvel, gazing at the lush green surroundings. However, when he looked up, he saw a terrifying sight.

The sky was covered by countless emerald leaves, like a curtain of green foliage. Sunlight filtered through the translucent leaves, dappling the ground below, creating a beautiful scene like a fairy-tale wonderland.

"A sky made of dappled sunlight filtering through leaves—this is an incredible rule! This is... another world! A brand new world, it's amazing, a world with a sky of leaves!"

Mu Mu roared with joy, ecstatic.

He was captivated. He wasn't here to conquer; as a chef who loved scenic travel, he sighed in awe at such magnificent sights in this other world!

Truly worthy of being one of the myriad worlds!

Each world had distinctly different rules. The sky in the Wizard World seemed the most ordinary, while in the Primordial World, the sky featured the sun, moon, and ancient gods, with deities traversing the heavens.

But here, the sky was simply composed of leaves.

He suddenly felt an urgent desire to go out and boast to his online friends!

He suppressed the tempestuous emotions and wild elation within him, clearly understanding that a day in the mortal world was a century in the heavens. If he were to leave, his species might instantly become extinct.

"Hahahaha, I'm going to find all sorts of delicacies here and bring our unique Chinese cuisine to this other world! I'll make them understand the profound depth of our dishes. Oh, various creatures of this different world, I'm really looking forward to tasting your meat!"

As he thought this, he turned his head to look at the group that had followed him.

There was nothing there.

A cool breeze swept past.

Notification: This world has unique rules. A Hero Altar can be established for self-resurrection.

A peculiar architectural blueprint gradually appeared in his mind, filling him with confusion.

"A Hero Altar? What the hell... isn't that a spawn point?"

Hahahaha!

He burst into wild laughter on the spot, his steps smelling of athlete's foot. "I love the rules of this world! This is what a true online game is like! This hardcore game suddenly gave out a bonus—a resurrection point! This is amazing!"

He immediately wanted to build a resurrection point right there, but as he read on, his expression stiffened. "After resurrection, level resets to zero? And it requires a large amount of energy—the higher your level before death, the more energy needed?"

His face became rigid.

This spore evolution game was truly hardcore, making people both love and hate it!

The racial characteristics of this world had been removed, replaced by individual power with a resurrection point. This had pros and cons for players. For those who relied on their species' abilities, it was a fatal flaw. But for him, what use was a species?

Take a group of cooking trees to throw a feast for his enemies?

Resurrection was the most powerful ability!

"But the initial stage is truly difficult. Among all the worlds, this is a brand new one, and I'm the first to arrive. I have to break new ground; there's no one to help me... I need to find a way to hide and collect enough energy for one resurrection."

He looked at the towering ancient trees around him, this unknown and lush primeval environment, and immediately began digging a hole in the ground, excavating a tree pit along a tree hollow. "Don't underestimate me, a chef. As a veteran 'Minecraft' player, on the first day, I'll definitely chop down trees! Then I'll start building a house and leave a resurrection point..."

He began his journey in this other world, as a chef.

Mu Mu, without speaking, took "lying low" to the extreme. He frantically dug earth, hollowed out trees, and hid inside, creating a small hole to serve as a lookout tower, constantly observing the outside of this world.

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated."

A few more days passed. After confirming there were no dangerous environments outside, he began secretly attacking small animals, using their flesh and blood to construct a small altar. Only then did he feel a little relieved.

"I'm a common, unranked creature, so I don't need much energy for resurrection. After more than ten days of work, I've finally gathered enough energy for one revival."

Whoosh!

He was hunting small animals, similar to rabbits, when suddenly, a gigantic black lizard with fleshy, wing-like appendages, resembling those of an Ancestral Witch, spread its wings and soared into the sky, letting out a mighty roar and exuding an astonishing pressure as it flew under the emerald canopy!

"Oh my god," Mu Mu muttered, lifting the small animal's corpse and looking up in shock. "What a huge black dragon!"

Rumble!

A few more days later, he spotted a War Ancient Tree passing by, its massive, rough body like a small mountain.

"Dragons, and moving ancient trees—they're all terrifying transcendent life forms. Someday, I'll have to taste you..." He began to tremble, a grey beast-hide pouch hanging from him. He could only bend low, stealthily crossing the forest, constantly digging holes to camp at night, making his way towards the main trunk of the giant leaf that formed the sky.

"What a wonderfully vast Western fantasy world! I want to see what kind of miraculous tree life form could be so massive as to turn its leaves into the sky..."

Another ten-plus days passed.

From afar, he saw a colossal tree, vast and all-encompassing, piercing into the heavens. At the base of its roots, there was a group of beautiful elves, dressed in green garments and grass skirts, living there and continuously hunting.

"Holy crap! I finally encountered living beings, and they're beautiful, cute elf girls!"

Overcome with excitement, he put down his belongings and began digging a hole to observe from a distance.

"This is the life I've always wanted: traveling to find gourmet food, being a chef who roams the world, witnessing the local customs and traditions, and encountering all sorts of magnificent transcendent life forms."

Several more days passed. He secretly targeted a cute little elf girl dressed in grass skirts, finding her incredibly naive and adorable, innocent and carefree. She especially loved to play alone in the nearby forest, skipping as she walked, making her seem very easy to deceive.

"She's the one! This little elf girl looks so cute and innocent, she'll be easy to fool! As a shut-in who's good at dating simulation games, secretly winning the heart of a simple young girl will be a piece of cake. To capture a girl's heart, you first have to capture her stomach! And I'm a super chef, an invincible foodie!"

Sizzle!

One day, he secretly grilled a small animal, cooking it until it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. He then waited silently along the path the little elf girl was sure to take.

Tap, tap, tap!

"It smells so good."

The little elf mumbled to herself in a complex elven language, sniffing the aroma and looking around curiously.

"Delicious, little sister, want a bite?" He tried to communicate, but with the language barrier, he could only use gestures, offering a piece.

The little girl took a bite, then looked at him with an eager, fiery gaze. This strangely shaped little treant seemed a bit lewd.

"It works!"

Mu Mu was instantly overjoyed. He hurriedly tore off pieces of his own foot skin and offered them to her. "Little girl, try something even more exciting! See if it's strong enough for you?"

The little girl innocently took it and ate it.

Wuwuwu!

Instantly, she choked, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed, tilting her head back. She found it incredibly pungent, her clear eyes tearing up uncontrollably. Yet, after eating it, she experienced an unusual deliciousness, with an endless aftertaste.

The little girl had never tasted such food. Elves seemed to have an innate fondness for plant-based seasonings, and soon she was looking at him eagerly again, blinking her eyes.

"Hahaha, come try my carefully crafted stinky tofu flavor!"

He immediately felt triumphant. As a chef, the greatest joy came from a customer's affirmation.

After a while, when she had eaten her fill, Mu Mu let her taste all seven flavors of seasonings from his own body. The little girl's eyes sparkled brightly; she was still unsatisfied and looked at him innocently, seemingly waiting for more food.

Mu Mu rubbed his hands together, looking at the little girl. He felt he had successfully captured her heart and was about to say something.

The next second...

Thud!

He was swiftly beaten to death with a stick.

The little girl dropped the stick and, with a happy expression, dismembered him. As if eating a snack, she tore off a wooden arm, chewed on it continuously, and ran wildly into the distance, speaking an entirely incomprehensible foreign language: "Sister, sister... there's something delicious here!"

Mu Mu: ???

He was held by the foot by the little loli, swinging wildly behind her like a kite made of a withered tree branch. Intense pain and dizziness flooded his mind, yet he instinctively offered a professional chef's assessment of his customer: "She ate seven flavors and immediately liked the arm. So she likes garlic flavor, this elf has quite a strong palate..."