Chapter 37 Everything must be done in moderation, especially eating, otherwise something terrible will happen.

Author: Former Kodak Duck

Chapter 37 Everything must be done in moderation, especially eating, otherwise something terrible will happen.

The careless half-orc Mundo picked up the ring and looked at it. He had just noticed that the light emitted by the gemstone on the ring gave him an extremely reassuring feeling that made people want to get closer. Suddenly, the ring

changed shape.

It turned into a simple orc tooth pendant.

Mundo was so frightened that he trembled, and the animal tooth pendant fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"God of the Sledgehammer, what the hell is this!!!" Mundo couldn't help but exclaimed as he looked at the animal tooth pendant that was transformed from a ring.

"Uh, deputy captain, what's wrong with you?" The half-elf who was doing statistics next to him looked at Mondo's ghostly expression, leaned over and asked with concern.

"Something's wrong, something's wrong with this thing..." Mondo stretched out his finger, pointed at the animal tooth pendant that had just stopped rolling on the ground, and said tremblingly.

"This? An animal tooth pendant, regimental officer, what's wrong with you? Is there anything wrong with this thing?"

The half-elf said, squatting down and picking up the animal tooth pendant. As a result, something strange happened again:

In the hands of the half-elf, the animal tooth pendant suddenly changed its form and turned into a metallic green leaf with golden lines on its surface.

Seeing this scene, the half-elf trembled with his hands and dropped the strange thing on the ground. He pointed at the strange leaf tremblingly and said:

"In the name of the blood of my fathers, that is the gold leaf worn by the rangers of Lothlorien, the Golden Forest. No, regimental officer, wasn't that thing just now a beast's tooth pendant?"

"Before that, it was a ring. God of Sledgehammer, there is something wrong with this thing," Mundo shouted. He carefully picked up the strange thing with his fingers and left like a whirlwind, shouting as he ran,

"I'll take it to the military advisor to see!"

"Oh, regimental deputy! Regimental deputy, you..."

The half-elf called Mundo several times and found that Mundo had run away. He sighed helplessly. At this time, the half-elf felt his pants being pulled by something. He looked down and saw a dirty half-elf.

The little elf girl was looking at him with big bright eyes.

"Little sister, what's wrong?" The half-elf put aside the strange thing just now, squatted down and touched the little girl's head and asked.

"There is no more food. Uncle, do you have anything to eat?" the little half-elf girl asked.

"Ah, there is no food again," the half-elf quartermaster smiled bitterly, took out a piece of bread from the grain bag on his waist, broke it off and put it in the little girl's hand and said, "Eat this first, uncle will go as soon as possible.

Arrange more food.”

The little half-elf girl shook her head like a rattle and said to the quartermaster:

"I wonder if uncle can give me a little more. My brother has nothing to eat."

"Okay, uncle, break some more for you," the half-elf quartermaster smiled and took out the bread again. The kind-hearted half-elf looked at the sallow-faced little girl, and then at the other rescued slaves, and couldn't help but

He sighed sincerely, "Oh, this piece of bread, it would be great if it could be used as two pieces."

"Uncle, what did you say?" the little girl asked in a low voice without hearing the quartermaster's murmur.

"It's okay, uncle is saying, it would be great if I could break this piece of bread continuously and break it into countless pieces to feed you all."

The half-elf quartermaster said as he gently broke off the bread in his hand, broke off another piece, and gave it to the little girl.

As a result, the quartermaster discovered that the little girl did not stretch out her hand, but looked somewhere with her eyes wide open and her mouth wide open.

"Girl, girl, what are you looking at?"

After asking twice, he found that the little girl was as stunned as a sculpture. The quartermaster had no choice but to follow the little girl's line of sight and look over. As a result, he was also stunned when he saw it:

The piece of bread that had clearly been broken off by at least half just now, those parts that were broken off have completely grown back, as if they had never been broken off.

Time seems to have flown backwards in this chapter of bread.

"This is………"

The half-elf quartermaster was stunned when he looked at the piece of bread. He muttered for a long time without saying anything. Just when he was thinking about what was going on, the little half-elf girl first

Moved.

The child was simple-minded. She didn't think as much as the quartermaster thought. When she saw half a loaf of bread turning into one again, the little girl's first reaction was to rush up and break off another piece like a hungry wolf!

Then, the two half-elves, one large and one small, all witnessed a strange miraculous moment - the bread, before their eyes, recovered again.

Children are simple-minded, so...

"There's something to eat!!!" The little half-elf girl let out a scream of surprise. With a hint of ink-stained fanatical desire in her young eyes, she rushed forward and started breaking bread crazily.

"Wait a minute, kid, wait a minute!!!"

The quartermaster shouted loudly while stopping the little girl who seemed to be going crazy. However, he felt his elbow hit something. He looked up and found that the rescued slaves who had been sitting around had gathered around him.

come over.

"Where is the food?" An old half-orc asked tremblingly, "The animal meat porridge just distributed was not enough."

Looking at the old half-orc man who was covered in filth and with scars everywhere, a trace of unbearability flashed in the quartermaster's heart.

At this unbearable moment, the little half-elf girl who had grabbed the bread shouted at the top of her lungs:

"There is help, there is help, there are magic props that can continuously produce food, everyone has something to eat!"

The eyes of everyone nearby suddenly focused on the little half-elf girl. The simple-minded girl pointed at the piece of bread in the quartermaster's hand and shouted:

"It's the piece of bread in this uncle's hand. No matter how much you eat or break it, you can never use it up. Uncle, please give food to everyone!"

Children are innocent, but the problem is that if there is a lack of restraint, sometimes that innocence can easily cross the narrow line between "innocence" and "cruelty".

It's like using a magnifying glass to burn ants as a child.

If the half-elf quartermaster also knew this allusion, he would definitely feel that being looked at by everyone is the sun, and the little girl herself is the magnifying glass that collects sunlight.

And he is the unlucky ant.

Glancing at the little girl with mixed emotions, the Quartermaster, who had originally hoped to find a hint of evil in her eyes, was disappointed to find that there was really just a mixture of fanatical happiness, excitement and innocence in the child's eyes.

"A magic item that can continuously produce food?"

"Really or not?"

"I heard there's more food."

"By God of War, my child can be saved!"

"Where are the magic items?!"

The noisy sounds of the rescued slaves came to his ears. At that moment, the quartermaster's heart was at war between heaven and man:

The life of a bandit is full of dangers, especially for [righteous thieves] who are squeezed out by the bandits who do evil in the true sense and the army that maintains order. Life is even more difficult.

In such a life, quartermasters have long since learned not to trust easily and to be wary of any free benefits or things that sound too good to be true.

But he knew very well that he could not hold others to the same standards, especially the slaves who had just been liberated and were suffering from hunger and cold.

After all, he was once one of those people, and he also experienced horrific hunger, cold, and turmoil.

However, at the same time as he understood, his heart was frantically calling the police. He instinctively felt that he should not give this strange bread to these slaves who had just been rescued by his companions.

During the brief hesitation and hesitation, one of the slaves took action. A tall elf grabbed the piece of bread from the quartermaster, then held it high and broke it gently under the gaze of everyone.

One piece of bread became two pieces of bread.

A slave who was hungry and cold and could never have enough to eat was boiling. The elf holding the piece of bread high seemed to have turned into a statue of a god, while countless eager arms stretched out around her, asking for it crazily.

The roaring crowd completely overwhelmed the half-elf quartermaster who still retained his sanity.

By this time, Mondo had already ran back to the meeting hall.

"What are you doing here again..." Custer looked at Mundo, who was running and panting, and put down the pen in his hand.

"There's...there's something wrong!"

"What's wrong, please tell me clearly!"

After Mondo explained, Custer finally understood the general idea. He looked at the animal tooth pendant that Mondo threw on the ground, narrowed his eyes in confusion and said:

"Changing forms in the hands of different people, for you it's an animal tooth pendant, for Drizzt it's a gold leaf... There's really something wrong with this thing."

"Commander, you also think something is wrong," Mondo nodded, and then asked guiltily, "Speaking of which, why do we all think something is wrong with this thing?"

"We all feel that something is wrong with this thing. It's not because it can change its form. There are so many magic tools that can change its form in the world. The [Multifunctional Personal Cleaning Tool 3000] you bought two months ago can also change its form...

..”

"Yes, yes, that thing can be turned into a toothbrush, and it can also be turned into a razor..." As soon as the military advisor talked about the good things he bought online from the Magic Net, Mondo immediately started talking like a machine gun.

"Don't interrupt!" Custer glared.

"oh……."

"What's wrong with this thing is that it seems to be able to read the holder's...intelligence," Castor looked at the animal tooth pendant on the ground cautiously, "No, reading their desires may be more accurate, Trace.

Te's biggest dream is to worship the golden tree in Lothlorien, and this thing becomes the golden leaf of the ranger of Lothlorien..."

"If you want to put it this way, Military Advisor, I really want to have a genuine animal tooth pendant. I will go to my mother's ancestral land to get a real animal tooth pendant..."

"This thing is reading our hearts and our desires. No matter what this thing is, as long as it is trying to read these things, it is definitely not a good thing." Custer came to a decisive conclusion.
To be continued...