Weber looked at Hood's impetuous appearance, and the corner of his mouth twitched unconsciously, thinking about the outrageous actions of him, Merlin and Jones in recent days. He knew too well how much Hood cherished these red-crowned white-feathered chickens. Seeing him like this, Weber had a bad feeling.
Hoyde ran all the way to Weber, and before he could catch his breath, he hurriedly said, "Weber, did you know that in the Arcane City under your rule, someone is openly selling delicacies made from red-crested white-feathered chickens!"
His eyes were wide open, full of shock and anger, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead and splashed onto the grass.
When Weber heard this, his heart skipped a beat. A trace of panic flashed across his face. He said "Ah or Oh" with a guilty look, and his eyes were evasive, not daring to look directly into Hood's burning gaze.
He subconsciously cleared his throat, trying to hide his inner uneasiness, and said, "This... How is this possible? The Arcane City has always been strictly managed, how could such a thing happen?"
Hoyde was furious when he saw Weber's reaction. He took a step forward, threw the chicken cage heavily on the ground, and shouted, "Look! I saw it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears! The shopkeepers in the snack street boasted to me that the red-crowned white-feathered chicken was rare and precious, but they sold it as roasted and fried chicken! Weber, you have to give me an explanation. We have been friends for so many years, you can't let this happen on your territory!"
"That's for sure, that's for sure. I will definitely give you an explanation, old friend. Let's go into the Mage Tower and talk." Weber had a smile on his face, but his eyes were a little evasive. He reached out and grabbed Hood's arm, pulling him towards the Mage Tower. He looked so anxious, as if the Mage Tower contained the answer to all problems.
Hoyde looked at Weber's unusual appearance and suddenly felt suspicious.
He paused slightly, and began to look around with a sharp gaze, while asking Weber: "Where are those red-crowned white-feathered chickens I gave you? Why don't you see them? Aren't you raising them in the back garden?"
There was a hint of questioning in his voice, and his eyes were fixed on Weber, trying to find the answer from his face.
This question made Hoyde suddenly notice that in a corner of the back garden, which originally had a wide view, there was now a thick fog quietly spreading. The fog was as thick as substance, surging and rolling, covering a large area tightly, revealing an indescribable weirdness.
Hoyd's heart skipped a beat, and he became increasingly aware that something was wrong.
"Ah, those red-crested and white-feathered chickens you gave me are of course well taken care of by me! Don't worry, we haven't seen each other for a long time, let's catch up first!" Weber's smile seemed a little forced. While speaking, he kept urging Hood to leave, and his pace unconsciously quickened, trying to take Hood away from the fog.
"Something's wrong, there's something wrong with you!" Hood was not so easily fooled. The doubts in his heart had grown like weeds. At this moment, he had only one thought in mind, and that was to see the red-crowned white-feathered chicken immediately. He had to find out what Weber was hiding!
Hoyd swung his arm violently, pushed away Weber's hand, turned around, and walked straight into the depths of the back garden with firm steps, as if he would not give up until he found the truth.
"What on earth are you trying to stop me from doing!" The magic power around Hood surged out, and the invisible magic power fluctuations were like a surging tide, instantly dispersing the diffuse fog.
When the fog dissipated, Hood's eyes widened at the scene in front of him. In the back garden where the fog had dissipated, he saw a "red-crowned white-feathered chicken farm" built of trees.
Tall and sturdy trees are arranged in a circle in an orderly manner, forming a natural barrier that can not only block external intrusions but also provide chickens with enough space to move around.
The branches of these trees are carved with delicate protective runes that glow faintly. They not only prevent the chickens from escaping, but also serve as an early warning. Once an external enemy approaches, the runes will glow brightly and sound an alarm.
Inside the farm, the first thing that catches your eye is a green meadow dotted with wild flowers. These are not ordinary flowers and plants, but carefully selected plants with magical aphrodisiac and nourishing effects. They can not only provide a rich source of food for the red-crowned white-feathered chickens, but also help them do primitive exercises and allow them to thrive.
On the grass, groups of red-crowned white-feathered chickens are either strolling leisurely, or pecking at food, or training frantically. Perhaps it is this primitive impulse that makes their feathers as white as snow, with a soft luster under the sunlight, and the bright red crowns on their heads are like burning flames, eye-catching and gorgeous.
Looking closely, each chicken was quite sturdy, in stark contrast to its skinny counterparts in the Elf Forest.
This is all thanks to the growth hormone potion that Merlin asked the genius potion master Delia to develop. Chickens injected with hormones grow at a different rate.
In the center of the farm, there is a small and exquisite wooden house. The walls of the house are hung with various breeding equipment, ranging from magic funnels for automatic feeding to magic crystal balls that can adjust temperature and humidity.
There is also a small pond with clear water next to the wooden house. There are a few tender green lotus leaves floating on the water, and small fish and shrimps swimming around under the water. This is a place specially created for the red-crowned white-feathered chickens to drink water and play, ensuring that they can enjoy fresh and clean water at any time.
The Magic Alchemy technology-based management model provides a stable and suitable living environment for the red-crowned white-feathered chickens, and also seems to have a magical catalytic effect on their reproduction.
There are specially treated haystacks for hatching eggs, with fine magic silk threads woven inside. These threads can accurately sense the hatching progress of the eggs, and automatically adjust the temperature and humidity to ensure that every egg can hatch under the most ideal conditions.
Originally, the breeding of red-crowned white-feathered chickens was quite difficult, and the requirements for environment, food and other conditions were extremely high. Any slight mistake would result in all previous efforts being wasted.
But now, with the help of this magic alchemy technology, everything has become different.
Hoyde looked at the large number of eggs with his eyes wide open, and he was in deep doubt. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "No, how did they do it? There must be at least tens of thousands of these red-crowned white-feathered chickens, right?"
"This...what's going on?" Hood's face was full of shock. He turned to look at Weber. The anger in his eyes had faded, replaced by full of confusion.
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