Just because Jevre said one side, he fled more than three thousand miles away. No wonder he survived in this little jade forest where the strong prey on the weak, and was cautious enough.

"Looking southwest, those ground-level monsters did not find any traces of everyone. This little prey is not enough. See if you can find some ground-level prey that are left alone."

Jevre flew back to Amonlus, and just as he made a random proposal, he was opposed unanimously.

"Forget it, I'd better go back to the tribe first. Just be less, safety first."

"That's right, there are nearly 200,000 pounds of ground-level ingredients now, so don't continue to take risks."

"After enduring, everyone can endure it. I don't believe that those heavenly monsters will keep wandering around the surrounding areas."

Seeing this, Amonlus didn't have much to say, so he could only shrug and smile bitterly.

"Okay, then let's go back first. Get some Xuan-level prey along the way and let the other elves fill their stomachs. I'm fine."

In order to complete the task, Jevre still needs a bunch of elves who carry things.

It is sometimes not convenient to transform into a flying eagle. After all, mental power can only flexibly control objects less than 1,500 pounds. There is really no good way for prey that can easily reach tens of thousands of pounds.

Could it be tied together with a pair of strong and powerful sharp claws? That seems a bit too much.

Ready-made coolies are not to be missed.

A group of hunting team elves did not object to this proposal.

After all, he is a member of his own tribe, and there is no danger of dying, so he can do it with ease.

Following the previous route, the ground-level elves with hidden bodies can be said to be a big killer.

He let go of the level monster with great life, and specifically attacked the type of mysterious monster with huge size and more flesh.

The journey back was only halfway through, and the thirty elves returned home with a load of mysterious prey like a hill.

Jefrey did not take any action against the mysterious monster, but was always sensing the surrounding movements.

To be honest, the luck of a group of elves was really not very good. They walked back carefully and walked about 20,000 miles before they accidentally met two violent demon pigs in the early realm of the Earth level.

After being easily killed by several middle-level elves of Amonrus, he finally made up 500,000 pounds of ground-level ingredients.

Although the violent demon pig is average, it is huge, weighing about 130,000 pounds per head.

It can also be regarded as making up for Amonlus' regret.

After all, this harvest is also achievable with the usual results.

Returning back without any danger, it was already a day later when we arrived at the location of the canyon.

This time, the hunting trip of more than 60,000 miles was long past Amonlus' expectations.

With the mysterious prey like a hill and the relatively pitiful earth-level prey, after careful inspection of the alert elves, a group of hunting elves finally returned to the familiar training ground.

In order to complete the task as soon as possible, Jevre allowed Amonlus to bring back nearly 130 kinds of Xuan-level prey, weighing more than five million pounds, which is enough for the Xuan-level people to eat for a long time.

This time, there were still not many tribe members who rushed over after hearing the news, namely the great elf elder, several senior executives of the district Brizia, and dozens of helpers led by Pasley.

This elder is really stubborn. I don’t know when I will be willing to let the tribesmen out for ventilation.

"How come you get so many Xuan-level ingredients back, but the ground-level prey is still so small!"

The elf elder looked at the sharp contrasting prey with confusion, stretched out his wrinkles, and asked Amonlus in a hurry.

"That's right, we're all the way..."

Amonrus talked about the hunting process in an orderly manner.

"Fortunately you didn't act recklessly, so it's better for you to come back safely. We'd better not participate in the battle between high-level monsters."

"You guys deal with the prey first, and I will talk to Xiao Lei alone."

The elf elder, who was old and energetic, was still a little confused, so he called Jevre to the conference room.

The great elf elder and Jevre sat face to face at the round table, and started a discussion in the terrifying pit.

"Are you sure that the deep pit has not long been around? There are more than 200 ground-level monsters, and what are they searching for regardless of race?"

"I saw with my own eyes that there are many earth-level peak-level monsters! I didn't dare to take a few more glances anyway, so I quickly left. According to my estimate, most of the powerful earth-level monsters with a radius of 30,000 miles around have gathered there. Those who stayed in the same place are basically weak, and you can see from the harvest of prey."

Jevrey would not tell the truth and would never reveal any metal fragments.

For the sake of treasures, even brothers may suddenly refuse to recognize their relatives, let alone how long have they known each other!

"Then have you noticed the traces left by other heavenly monsters? Are there any clues?"

The Elves thought silently for a while, but still couldn't figure it out, so he turned the topic to the most important thing at present.

The traces of the Heavenly Level monster did not completely disappear, and the elf elder was worried about releasing the clan members.

"There are still several different heavenly level monsters around the giant deep pit, but along the way, no trace of heavenly level monsters was found."

After understanding the focus of the great Elder at a glance, Jevrey once again affirmed Amonlus' report and carefully repeated the experience of the return journey.

For the safety of the tribe's life, the Elves Great Elder and Jevre discussed in the conference room for almost an hour before finally making the decision.

Stepping out of the wooden house conference room, Jevre returned to the stream not far from the lively second training ground, watching Pasley command the dozens of Xuan-level elves in a happy mood, and orderly handled the mountain of prey.

All kinds of feathers and scales, thick skins were peeled off one by one, and their huge body was opened and their intestines were broken.

After taking out the internal organs and bleeding all the blood, the husband cleaned the meat mountain, some of which were carried into the material warehouse, and some were sent to the warehouse of the underground cave.

"Pasley, remember to keep one for me, the complete one. I will study the characteristics of the ingredients later."

Jevre would not be polite to Pasley. If you can't even do this little thing well, don't continue to learn from it in the future.

"Okay! I will definitely help you with it. By the way, you have made too many Xuan-level prey this time! It's enough for the tribe's people to eat for hundreds of days."

Pasley's face was flushed. Although there were not many ingredients in the ground level, he was also full of joy.

"Are you prepared for any trouble? It's better to have some reserves than to catch blindly on the spot."

Jevre replied casually, looking at the busy elf, staying for a while, then preparing to go back to the house to rest.

Suddenly, countless noisy whispers came from the townhouse five miles away.

More than twenty wooden doors opened collectively, and a large number of elves with different expressions emerged one by one.

The orderly elf tribe people walked out of the townhouse with a hint of panic, a hint of anxiety, a hint of anxiety, and a little expectation, and then scattered around the canyon.

The elves who had not seen the dark sunlight for many days were walking in the soft light, as if wearing golden armor, and hurried back to the place they wanted to go.

Or look up at the unchanged canyon, or hurry back to your wooden house and take a cool bath...

Jevre was still looking at his face with different expressions curiously. Amoncili, who was dirty all over, rushed towards him with more than ten playmates as if he saw a treasured dragon.

"Ammoncili, slow down! Be careful of falling."

Looking at the jumping little body, Jevre doubted whether the child had ADHD.

"Uncle Lei, can you help Amencili and her friends make some delicious food? They have been hungry these days and miss you every day!"

With his mouth pouting and raising his little face like a cat, Amencili was acting very skilled.

The other elves with delicate facial features stared at their cute big eyes without being outdone, and their longing was clearly written on their faces.

"Okay! No problem. But you'd better go home and wash first, it's dirty like a slime monster."

Looking at his pitiful eyes, Jevre still couldn't bear to refuse.

"Go quickly, otherwise everything will be invalid."

"Oh! OK."

With a faint smell of rotten eggs, Amoncili and a group of successful elves turned around obediently and turned back and turned back to their wooden house.

After thinking about it, Jevre turned toward Pasley.

"Pasley, I'll make a big meal for everyone later, just pretend it's a shock. Do you think it's okay?"

"I can't ask for it! During this period, a bird has faded out of my mouth. I eat dry food every day and don't dare to make fire and cook at will."

Upon hearing this, Pasley was full of surprise. While agreeing, he arranged for other elves to accompany Jevre to the material warehouse to get some condiments.

As for the ingredients, I chose the fresh prey I just brought back.

Why don’t I use the remaining ground-level ingredients in the material warehouse? I’m happy, come and bite me.

Even if I report to the Elves, I won't say much.

After careful comparison, Jevre flew back to the wooden kitchen to prepare a delicious meal for all the elves.

It is said to be a high-quality seasoning, but in fact most of it is picked by Jevre himself, but it is temporarily placed in the material warehouse.

Treat the spices that are still plant-like, then crush some basic condiments one by one, and cut the ginger and garlic into the foam...

After a while, Pasley, as Jevre's instructions, chose eight thousand pounds of ground-level ingredients and sixty thousand pounds of Xuan-level muscles, and returned to the kitchen in person.

The other elf chefs returned to their posts without being outdone and were ready to learn cooking openly.

Given the large number of people, Jefrey did not plan to make new dishes, but also vegetables, meatball soup, sour meatballs and soft stewed belly.

As for what slightly spicy dishes, Jefrey doesn't plan to try them.

From the beginning to now, only a few elves masters led by the great elves are still used to it, and other elves are simply avoiding them.

If it weren't for the slightly spicy stimulation, it could make the spirit more active and meditation more efficient, I'm afraid the Great Elder would also be disdainful.
To be continued...