Chapter 1626 Gretel, the Silver Dragon You Turned Into Looks Too Much Like Me?

Chapter 1626 Gretel, the silver dragon you turned into... seems too similar to me?

It is impossible to live without food.

Serila's space bag contains enough food for half a year. Bread, biscuits, cakes, puddings; flour, potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn; pigs, cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks, fish, low-level monsters, mid-level monsters...

but--

Cerira took out a small piece of bread filled with meat and stuffed it into her mouth. Chewing and chewing, chewing and chewing, his expression became more and more sad. After a pause, he pinched out another small orange cake and took a bite. Honey juice overflowed and soaked his lips and teeth...

cold.

It's all cold.

It's not the kind that's hot and toasty, just taken out of the oven, filled with steam and fragrant. Without heat and fragrance, the deliciousness of the food will be reduced by more than half...

Cerela groaned in annoyance, then dug into the space bag. Bread and desserts can only sweeten her mouth. She wants to eat meat, lots and lots of meat——

It's all cold.

It's all frozen.

Take it out, defrost it, wash it, peel it, cut it into large pieces and then into small pieces. Then set up the pot, set up the stove, set up the clay pot, or set up the grill, cook and bake hot, and throw in various seasonings for seasoning...

Ahhhh, it’s so annoying!

so annoying!

Bernard used to do all these jobs!

She doesn't want to cook meat!

I don’t want to grill either!

I just want to eat ready-made!

"Taling," Cerela hummed in a low voice, planning to ask the towering—and the invisible servants that the towering could control—to help her cook meat.

Although Ta Ling is a clumsy thing, he won't move unless he gives orders. Once he's taught it, he's just rigid and doesn't know how to change it——

For example, if you tell a pot of delicious stew how much salt to add, you will never try to make it lighter today, try to add some chili powder tomorrow, and try to add some rock sugar the day after tomorrow.

But let it do the work, and you'll at least get a standard pot of stew that won't go wrong, and you won't have to wash, cut, and cook it yourself. The most important thing is that after eating, you don’t have to wash the dishes yourself.

"Miss Serira."

Ta Ling responded softly. Serila was about to speak, but suddenly she became discouraged again:

Gretel is still advancing!

Gretel is still meditating!

She was cooking, baking, and most importantly, eating here - would it affect Gretel? Will it disturb him?

Forget it, let's just stay there... She is just a little hungry. For Yinlong, it doesn't matter if she is so hungry...

She leaned back obediently, looked at Gretel, stuffed a meat pie into her mouth, looked at Gretel again, and stuffed a pumpkin pie into her mouth.

Wow, what a big sacrifice she made... When Gretel successfully advances, I must let him have a good meal with me! Let him cook it for me with his own hands!

Yes, that’s it!

Gretel didn't know that he had already been booked as a chef - moreover, he was required to fry, cook and bake dishes that would be enough to feed an adult silver dragon.

At this moment, he was still immersed in the world of meditation, building various chromosomes in his collection one by one:

It is obviously impossible to use the chromosomes of the silver dragon to construct it. The gifts of the world are so precious, and you have to practice your skills with something else first. For example, bacteria, such as fruit flies -

Gretel worked hard, worked hard. Escherichia coli, Shigella dysenteriae, Streptococcus, Drosophila... After several sets of chromosomes were built, Grete finally felt that his proficiency was enough and he could try his hand at the Silver Dragon.

The first chromosome.

The second chromosome.

Article 3, Article 4, Article 5... Ah, so many, so many, so much work, is there any way to be lazy...

Speaking of which, the chromosomes I measured only had bright and dark, or golden spots. I haven't even finished electrophoresis at each point, let alone genetic sequencing.

Therefore, it is definitely not possible to fix these chromosomes using the method of the previous life. What's more, what is the gift of the world... That thing is not from the previous life in any case...

So Gretel simply gave up. In other words, simply let go and hope for magic. Silver dragon, he thought, what does a silver dragon look like—

If these chromosomes would keep dividing, copying, dividing, copying, cell after cell, they would eventually build up into a silver dragon.

So, what will they look like…

Thinking like this, the appearance of a silver dragon appeared in his mind. From the macroscopic level of skeletal muscles, to the more subtle blood vessels and internal organs, to the way muscles and bones move and the way energy flows.

Thinking about it this way, the appearance of the silver dragon became more vivid in my mind... Those chromosomes grew, grew, and appeared one by one. Gradually, in the meditation world, a specific and subtle silver dragon seemed to appear.

Gretel suddenly felt a little hot.

The heat rose from an unknown place and soaked into his limbs and bones. Noise, conflict, rush. The vastness quickly changed from a ball of warm water to a ball of hot water. Gradually, it seemed to turn into molten iron and rush out of the body——

Grete stood up suddenly. Without enough time to look around, or even enough time to see that there was Cerela next to him, he jumped out of the desk and ran up. Run to the stairs, step on it, jump on it, step on it again, and jump on it again!

At this moment, he was traveling entirely by physical strength, but his whole body was as fast as if he was teleporting. After a few consecutive flashes, he had already reached the top of the mage tower.

There, there were no partition walls or columns, only the dome converging inwards from all directions, supporting an empty hall.

In the center of the hall, silver was shining, gold was shining, and countless gold and silver coins were rolling. Among the piles of gold and silver, there were also small jewelry boxes buried, as well as gold plates, silver bowls, gold wine bottles, gold candlesticks, etc. scattered sideways.

That's the Dragon's Nest.

It's Cerela's dragon lair.

It was a place in the Mage's Tower that was heavily sealed and heavily guarded. No one was allowed to enter except Cerrela. However, Gretel was not guarded, allowing him to rush in without any hindrance.

At this point, Gretel could finally let go of the restraints on himself.

Cerira grabbed a pancake the size of a copper plate in one hand and a smoked chicken leg in the other. When she rushed up after her, she saw Gretel stretching out his hands to receive the lightning. His whole figure became increasingly blurry, as if To melt in the lightning——

No, not melting, but expansion, deformation. The height is increased, the body is elongated, and the whole person expands ten times or a hundred times.

He raised a pair of bright silver wings from his back, and with just one blow, strong winds blew up, causing the gold and silver coins on the ground to jingle and roll.

Cerira's eyes were not attracted by the light of these gold and silver for a moment. She stared at Grete closely, without blinking, half with joy, half with confusion:

"Wow! Gretel, you have finally turned into a silver dragon! This time you have become great, different from before! It feels so real! ... Hey, something seems wrong?"

I also feel like something is wrong. Gretel lowered his head, looked at himself doubtfully, and froze.

...Oops, when I was constructing chromosomes, did I choose Cerera's chromosomes as a template?

The cat doesn't feel right today, maybe he has a secondary yang... The cat's heart rate has soared for no reason today. Although his body temperature is still low and the antigens are not abnormal, his heart rate has soared...

Cat will work hard to finish 4,000 words today, and then rest more...