At noon, after Wayne finished his lunch, he went into the woods east of the villa to meditate.
This piece of woods is the private territory of the Landau family. A walking path has been built here. It is very quiet and there is no disturbance from outsiders.
We had to go far away. The elements near the big house either caught us or ran away. Except for the fire element, the other three elements didn't dare to get close.
They didn't come over, so Wayne had to chase them.
run?
Haha, where can you run? I don’t think you can escape from the palm of my hand!
Two days ago, the housekeeper Fla changed the weekly menu, made a detailed ingredient table, and asked Master Wayne about his dietary preferences.
Fla was a very good housekeeper. He observed Wayne's daily eating habits and found that Wayne was not keen on afternoon tea and was willing to save as much as possible on table etiquette.
Wayne has no particular preference for food. Apart from potatoes, he treats all other dishes equally. It doesn't matter if the food tastes good or not, or if it's expensive or not, as long as it can fill his stomach.
It has to be quick and easy to eat, and it shouldn’t interfere with your studies.
Not being picky is the biggest picky. As a butler, Fla felt that his career was facing a challenge. He collected information on all the ingredients that could be purchased on the market in the Kingdom of Windsor and stayed up late to make a table, just to know what the young master likes to eat.
Wayne couldn't refuse the kind invitation, so he looked at the form. He didn't really care, as long as he was full. When he found rice, he decided to make it his staple food from now on.
It’s outrageous that rice can be grown in the God-chosen Continent.
Wayne has always regarded the God-chosen Continent as a modified Europe. Do Europeans grow rice?
He hasn't studied it, but it seems that it doesn't exist.
In any case, Wayne got the staple food he wanted, and he was more energetic when he cooked. He asked the housekeeper to order a wok, and after three months, he ate scrambled eggs with tomatoes and shredded potatoes.
The potatoes, which had been banished to the cold palace, became Wayne's favorite again.
Because of the difference in ingredients, mainly the difference in seasonings, the two stir-fried dishes did not suit Wayne's taste, but reunion after a long absence always makes people subconsciously ignore flaws. The butler was too good, meticulous in every aspect, and he brought Wayne a great surprise. He was excellent to the point of perfection, and there was nothing wrong with him.
This is called professionalism!
Wayne was satisfied, but the butler was not. He wanted to do better, so he handed in another form the next day and brought Wayne spices such as chili, onion, ginger, garlic, and fennel.
For a moment, Wayne couldn't help but look forward to the future, thinking that it wouldn't be long before he would be able to eat hot pot.
Eating hotpot and singing songs, it’s beautiful just to think about it, and it feels like life is full of hope.
Wayne was very satisfied with Fla, except that he had no money, otherwise he would definitely hire Fla as his butler.
When customizing the iron pot, Wayne drew a simple blueprint and asked the butler to order three pairs of fist jabs at the same time. The surface of the jab was hardened with steel and the thorns were blunt, which were used to increase the lethality in close combat.
The jab is small in size, easy to hide and convenient to use. The hand guard design not only increases the lethality but also protects the fist.
If the shape is more exquisite, it can be called a portable work of art. Even if you are caught by the police, they cannot sue you. It is indeed a must-have artifact for self-defense at home and when traveling.
The crowbar was too long by comparison.
Wesley and Hood have been gone for four or five days. Wayne was busy practicing and gradually forgot about them. He recently figured out a good way to capture elemental light spots without meditating.
Switch your vision, become one with the Book of Greed, and use your tentacles to capture the elemental light spots floating in nature.
Advantages: The Book of Greed is insatiable, and after Wayne merged with it, the efficiency of capturing elemental light spots increased by more than ten times. Even if Wayne kneels, he can only get 30%, which is still a huge profit.
It cannot be called capture, it would be more accurate to describe it as purchase.
Now Wayne can meditate efficiently for two hours a day, and up to three hours if he takes medicine. He uses all three hours to improve his thinking and magic power, which greatly ensures the efficiency of his practice.
Disadvantages: The Book of Greed is too greedy. It plunders everyone regardless of gender or age. The fire element that Wayne tried to avoid was swallowed up by the Book of Greed.
The first time, Wayne was almost scared to the point of cardiac arrest. Remembering Sifty's warning, he was afraid that his strong desires would overwhelm his reason and turn him into a social scum with all the five vices: greed, lust, laziness, etc.
The result was not the case. Thousands of fire elements were purchased, but they could not even fill up his life essence.
Looking at the three elements of earth, water and wind whose progress bars showed no movement, Wayne once suspected that he was a genius. There was no doubt about it, facts spoke louder than words, he was indeed a genius.
Wayne was confused. On the one hand, he recognized the ability of the royal sister teacher and thought that the district high priest would not be wrong. On the other hand, he was unwilling to be labeled as a mediocre person. After traveling through time and space, he still had a golden finger, so he should not be a waste in any case.
Contradictory, he habitually puts the blame on the Book of Greed.
Is there a possibility that he really has no talent, and the essence of his life is no different from that of ordinary people, and the Book of Greed has raised his upper limit, making him impossible to measure by common sense, thus leading to the wrong judgment by the teacher?
Very likely!
With big eyeballs and tentacles, there is no common sense in it. Ordinary people would never get a chance against him.
Wayne was like a drowning fish that successfully got ashore, or a camel that was almost crushed to death and shook off the straw. He rolled up with full energy, as if he had returned to college, staying up all night and still being full of energy the next day.
Three months later, he would impress Xifei.
He didn't want to prove how great he was. He was waiting for this opportunity just to save face and tell everyone that he must get back what he had lost.
I, Wayne, am no less than anyone else!
But first…
He still had to roll it up. It was an indisputable fact that his poor elemental affinity was his biggest shortcoming, which seriously interfered with his efficiency in accumulating life essence.
Wayne gradually relaxed the restrictions on the Book of Greed, allowing it to purchase as much as it wanted. The Book of Greed was satisfied, and he also got a certain kind of happiness from being satisfied.
At the four corners of the cover, the last golden-red eyeball slowly opened.
Although it is still gray, earth, fire, water and wind form the basic framework. It is both energy and matter. After the most basic conditions are met, the Book of Greed officially wakes up.
Wayne has more tentacles and can plunder elemental light spots even faster!
The gray eyeballs were no longer lifeless, and gradually had more vitality. Those small eyeballs that could not respond to Wayne, at this moment, because the basic framework was formed, they all looked at Wayne.
The biggest eyeball in the center of the cover is Wayne himself. The rest have different attributes. Some represent moonlight, some represent death, and more are chaos and disorder, and have not been named for the time being.
The eyeball representing Moonlight points to the magical seed that Chris left in Wayne's body. The Book of Greed plunders some information buried deep inside, the amount of which is negligible.
The eyeball representing death points to the town of Kafuno where the Death Walker offers sacrifices. It is large in quantity and is currently the brightest eyeball besides the big eyeball.
The rest came from the Gate of Truth and were classified by the Book of Greed. Some are more, some are less, but most of them can be ignored.
Wayne has not yet found the correct way to open these eyeballs, or perhaps the prerequisites have not been met, so they cannot be opened now. He was thinking about something, grasping small clues and speculating, and gradually figured out something.
“It’s so cool to cheat!”
Wayne felt relieved and no longer rejected the fire element.
He is not normal, and the standards for measuring normal magicians do not apply to him. What he needs to do is to plunder more of the four elements, first to satisfy the needs of the Book of Greed, and then to satisfy the needs of his own life essence.
"There are still too few elements around. Is there no holy place for cultivation where I can get enough of them all at once?" Wayne frowned.
"Master Wayne, there's a call for you."
Butler Fla walked across the tree-lined path and came behind Wayne.
"who?"
"Mr. Hood."
“…”
So, who is the Hood?
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