Magic!

Chapter 94 92. The secret of the chef (more updates as a reward)

"Go in." Martha's words were cold. The cafeteria aunt changed her original amiable demeanor and said, "Don't forget, don't tell anyone what you saw inside."

The separated soul stepped into the darkness of the forest.

Martha looked at the split soul with many unusual emotions.

Russell was sitting in a corner of the cafeteria, watching the live broadcast.

There seemed to be a screen glowing in the darkness.

Is it...a computer?

The light from the screen faintly illuminated the big, fat, ugly body in front of the computer.

It was an ugly monster several meters tall, like a giant, with a weird green skin, and fingers that were much thicker than normal humans. They were extremely flexible, tapping the keyboard at an incredible speed.

While typing on the keyboard, this giant monster roared from time to time.

"What's this?"

Wind Chime asked curiously.

"Troll," Russell said.

Troll has several Chinese translations. It's called troll in "World of Warcraft", "Heroes", and "Dungeons and Dragons", and it's called troll in "Harry Potter". The Taiwanese translation is troll.

Russell recalled the description of trolls in "Happy Learning Magic" and told Feng Chime:

"Trolls are ferocious and evil monsters. They love disputes and desire confrontation. They are good at fishing in lakes and have no concepts related to peace, kindness, and kindness in their minds.

"The troll's individual strength is comparable to that of a second-year student, and it has extremely strong regeneration ability. Even if it is chopped into pieces, as long as all the minced meat is not burned, the largest piece can be restored to the original troll. The weakness is It will be petrified when exposed to sunlight."

Martha had already walked into the darkness, and she didn't know when she had a kitchen knife in her hand.

She came to the troll's side, cut off a piece of meat from the troll's belly with great skill, and then threw the meat into a bucket nearby.

The troll had no expression on his face and was still typing on the computer intently.

The wound on the troll's lower abdomen regenerated rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It didn't take long for the shocking wound to completely heal.

Martha spread her hands: "That's it. The academy used the troll's infinite regeneration characteristics to lock it in a space in the back kitchen. I am responsible for chopping off its flesh every day."

The corner of Russell's mouth twitched, and he looked speechless.

No wonder the college’s meat dishes are so cheap!

It turns out that it is produced by the troll's regenerative power.

As she said that, Aunt Martha took out a small notebook from nowhere and explained the benefits of trolls according to the script:

“Troll meat is delicious and can be cooked in a variety of ways. It can provide high-quality protein and contains all kinds of amino acids. It is especially suitable for people with growth and development. Regular consumption can help improve immunity, correct anemia, and promote blood circulation.

"Traditional Eastern medicine believes that the meat of the troll is warm in nature and sweet in taste, and has the effects of replenishing qi and blood, supporting yang, increasing warmth and protecting against cold."

Russell was still not at ease and questioned through the split soul:

"Troll meat is so good, why don't you tell other students the truth?"

Aunt Martha suddenly became sad:

"They are so ugly. If students see them, some of them will lose their appetite."

Like an anglerfish? Russell made the connection.

"Furthermore, if the students know that the meat in our cafeteria is so cheap, there will probably be bored students asking for a price reduction. So the requirement above is that this secret cannot be revealed to the students. Young man, telling you today is already a violation. Rules. Oh, it’s not easy for everyone, let’s take a step back from each other.”

Aunt Martha said, waving helplessly.

This... Russell was very speechless.

That’s it?

"No, Russell, why do you look so disappointed?" Feng Chime complained unhappily.

"You cut the flesh, why don't the trolls resist?"

Russell saw with his divided vision that the troll's feet were fixed with iron chains, and the iron chains were engraved with glowing blood runes. But in fact, when he was cutting the flesh just now, the troll showed no sign of resistance and was completely focused on the narrow computer in front of him.

Martha's eyes shone brightly, and she showed off to Russell the advanced breeding methods of the academy:

"In the past, our kitchen used to restrain the trolls with iron chains. But it has become easier in recent years.

"The last uncle who was in charge of my job taught the troll how to use a computer. The troll is now very satisfied with his job. As long as we allow it to surf the Internet all the time, it is willing to provide us with meat. The troll has a strong regeneration ability. There is no pain when the flesh is cut off.”

The ghost moved closer to see what the troll was doing online.

As you can see from the content on the screen, the troll is having a fierce confrontation with the person on the other side of the Internet.

The language used by both parties is filthy and expresses yin and yang, and their expressions can make people angry and raise their blood pressure. It is very effective in treating hypotension. But the troll himself enjoyed it, tapping the keyboard at a faster speed. It seemed that he was fishing online and actively causing disputes.

The above content would make readers obviously uncomfortable when placed in an online novel. Russell just glanced at it and felt that even with his own mental resistance, his heart accelerated a lot, and he had the urge to return to the line.

He didn't dare to look any further and quickly withdrew his gaze.

"It seems that even on the Internet, trolls still retain their nature and like to fish, cause wars and disputes." Russell sighed.

He controlled the split soul, thanked Aunt Martha, and left the room where the troll was kept.

Aunt Martha watched the classmate leave, closed the old wooden door, and looked at the troll who was rapidly tapping on the keyboard, with a sinister smile on her face.

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"By the way, I remembered one thing." On the way back to the dormitory, Feng Ling raised his doubts, "Since there are trolls trapped in the cafeteria, what kind of food do the cafeteria staff feed the trolls?"

"It must be troll meat." Russell looked like he was looking at a fool.

"Oh, right." Wind Chime scratched his head.

"Speaking of which, when I discovered that channeling could not summon the ghosts of the dead, in addition to the two conjectures I originally proposed, I also thought about another, more terrifying direction. This idea is ridiculous, but for a person in the play , it is indeed possible to happen.”

Russell said as he walked, his expression indifferent.

"What's the scarier direction?" As soon as Feng Ling asked, he felt a little regretful, feeling that he shouldn't give Russell a chance to scare him.

"I wonder if I can't summon the soul of the deceased because the soul corresponding to the corpse is already beside me..." Russell's tone became deeper and deeper, with a bit of chilling tone in his tone. mean.

Under Feng Chime's doubtful gaze, Russell turned to look at the white-haired ghost and said slowly:

"Wind Chime, if you died in the academy, would your body still be hidden somewhere in the academy?"

The wind chime was stunned for several seconds, and finally understood what Russell meant. The hairs on his hair stood on end, and a biting chill rushed straight to his spinal cord.

…

In the dormitory.

Russell was telling jokes to Subway.

Russell tells a joke about trolls taking to the internet, set in a town where captive trolls provide meat. In order to keep it secret, he hid the contents related to the cafeteria and pretended that the story was made up by himself.

"So, when you are having a heated chat online, the trolls who are confronting you behind the screen may be real trolls. What do you think, is this joke funny?" Russell finished.

Subway frowned, trying hard to understand what Russell was laughing at.

Russell began to explain the joke:

"The funny thing about this joke is that the word troll is not only a legendary monster, but also a kind of Internet slang in the Internet community, especially the English Internet community, which means fishing everywhere, causing war, and towering. The online mob in Takai is shocking.

"It combines a fantasy setting with internet slang to a hilarious effect that makes people laugh."

Subway laughed.

He held his belly and couldn't breathe.

"You actually understand the point of the joke!" Russell was quite pleased.

This black nickname is not used frequently on the Chinese Internet and is only used in some small circles. The lack of pre-information makes it difficult to understand the punchline.

Subway stopped laughing and said with an indifferent expression: "No, I don't know this Internet slang at all. It might have been a little bit funny, but as soon as you explained the joke, the joke was no longer funny."

"Then why are you laughing?"

"But Russell, the way you explain the joke in a serious manner is very funny, hahahahaha."

Russell's expression was indifferent, ignoring the laughing Subway, and sat back in his seat, thinking about another thing in his mind.

He is now basically familiar with the ability of the wind chime, and plans to take advantage of this period to shoot some horror short films to absorb as much fear as possible to strengthen the wind chime.

After that, go to the party Nocturne said, join the academy association behind Nocturne, and complete the undercover mission assigned by Professor Black Amber!

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(P.S1. What Russell said to the wind chime implies that he thought he was eating the meat of the wind chime.)

(P.S2. Except for the fact that Russell needs to explain the joke in this chapter, I will avoid playing "troll" jokes that many people don't know in the future.)