Marvel World's Food Tree

"Boss, boss...!"

"Who?"

Did Ye look around? He seemed to hear someone calling him just now, and it seemed to be Frank's voice.

But he looked around for a long time but didn't see Frank's figure. Not only did he shake the vine helplessly, but also squirmed the black lotus above his head.

Ye Fang not only thought, could it be that he has read too much and has hallucinations?

"Zilom, bring me a cup of black tea, I don't want to drink the one from yesterday, it's really bad, it's sour!"

"can!"

Seeing the statue-like Dark Elf Juggernaut who had been standing by the bookshelf over there, disappearing in place, Fang turned his attention to the books in front of him again.

This is a book about the painting of alchemy circles. The author of this book claims that he is a master of alchemy runes, law and politics... Although Ye Fang does not know whether it is true or not, the first half of the book is written It's really good, so read it as an introductory book on alchemy runes and circles.

Although he only read a few pages, Ye Fang already felt enlightened.

"Boss, boss..."

"Ok?"

I heard Frank's voice again, and instead of just calling him two or three times at the beginning, I kept calling him.

Ye Fang put down the book in his hand, and searched in the direction of the sound... Soon, he found a "person" the size of a sesame seed on the corner of the table.

A miniature figure who is dressed like a spacesuit and covers his entire body.

After staring at this miniature figure for a while, Ye Fang paused for a while in disbelief, and then whispered, "Frank?"

"It's me, Boss, you finally saw me, and my voice is almost broken."

The miniature was very happy to see Ye Fang finally noticed him. He activated the button on his clothes, quickly flew up from the table, and flew towards Ye Fang.

Ye Fang stretched out a vine, caught him, put him next to his "ear fruit", and put a ring that could read the sound of his own brain waves on the branch growing on the ear fruit , turn the volume down to minimum.

After confirming that Frank would not fall off, Ye Fang started to flip through the book in front of him again, but at this moment he had no interest in continuing to read at all.

He knew that his chance of rescue had come.

"Frank, how did you find this place?"

"Hey hey...how dare you say that?"

"Don't talk nonsense, speak quickly!"

"We found some of your leaves, Boss, in a savage tribe, so we suspected that you might have been to that savage tribe... After making a "transaction" with the female leader of that savage tribe, they told us about your whereabouts."

When Frank said the word "trade", his voice became heavier, matching his obscene voice just now... Ye Fang can easily guess that the deal this guy is talking about is definitely not a good thing.

Frank probably didn't know the tastes of those dark elves. If he knew, he might not be so complacent.

When Ye Fang thought about what he saw before the blood sacrifice of the dark elves, he felt a little hot... Fortunately, he turned into a tree, otherwise, wouldn't it make Ye Fang feel even more embarrassed.

"Boss, don't talk about me, what's the situation here, what's the situation with those savages standing outside, as someone who looks stupid, we walked past them, and they didn't seem to have seen it. "

"Quiet, someone is coming, don't talk, he is alert!"

Ye Fang didn't answer Frank's question, but told him to shut up and be quiet.

The Dark Elf Sword Master quietly came out from behind the bookshelf, and put the cup in his hand beside Ye Fang.

"Today's cup of black tea is Snow Top Black Tea, which grows on the top of the world tree. Only the royal family of the elves can enjoy this kind of tea... When I came out of the Mother Realm, I didn't bring much. You are not willing to drink it, hehehe... You are lucky, for this cup of tea, I don’t know how many elves squeezed their heads and couldn’t grab it.”

"Oh, really, then I really have to try it. By the way, Ziluomu, don't worry about me, I can't run away, I'm just reading here... Then you are still afraid that I can't run away?" Ye Fang Stretched out a vine, inserted it into the teacup, and began to suck it slowly.

"No...well, I really have something to do today. Today is the time when the Ziji Yeming Flower blooms...Don't try to run away, you can't run away!"

"Hehe, look at me now, how many times can I get hit by you again?"

After waving his soft vines, Ye Fang pretended to focus on the books in front of him.

"It's good that you know, if there is anything to do, just call my name in this palace, and I will arrive immediately."

After Zirom finished saying this sentence, he immediately turned into nothingness and disappeared in place.

As a being similar to a heroic spirit, he was forever imprisoned in this magnificent palace... If he didn't find some hobbies for himself, the pain of loneliness would haunt him all the time.

After watching Zirom disappear from the spot, Ye Fang was not in a hurry to communicate with Frank, but put all his attention on the books in front of him.

It was not until an hour later that Ye Fang saw that there was no sound around him, so Ye Fang whispered to Frank:

"That guy just now is very powerful. Did you see my newly grown vines? My original vibrating gold vines were chopped off by the roots without even being able to survive for a second under his hands... Those dark elves outside, you don’t need to worry about them, they are just large batteries that will not pose any threat to us, the main threat is the black dragon and these "heroic spirits" parasitic in this palace, your volume Small, little threat, they don't care about you. But I'm afraid that as long as I leave this study or disappear out of thin air for a few minutes, they will frantically look for me. Huh, after all, after all, I am their only hope now!"

When Ye Fang said this, he stopped talking and began to pause to think. Frank was not in a hurry, he just sat on the branch and looked curiously at the densely packed small fruits beside him.

It was only at this time that he realized that Ye Fang had been relying on this thing to listen to the sound.

Usually he never paid attention to it, but now that he paid attention to it, Frank became very curious. He glanced at the silent Ye Fang, and slowly moved his palm towards the "ear fruit".

Sensing Frank's small movements, Ye Fang's heart moved, and he asked in a serious tone: "Frank, can I trust you?"

"...Of course, boss, you can trust Frank!"