Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

"Fan, are you okay?" Piccolo asked cautiously. He was very scared now.

More than ten minutes had passed, and Fan Wei, who had just eaten the purple cheese, just sat there with his eyes open, blankly.

Whether it was calling or pushing, he ignored it all. If he was not still breathing and having a heartbeat, everyone would have doubted whether this warrior had already fallen on the road to challenging the four-color cheese.

"It's probably because the shock was too great and his brain hasn't reacted yet." He explained anxiously.

Picoro felt that if he could make a handsome boy foolishly because of his recommendation...then next time he met Deacon Irene, she would tear him apart with her bare hands! !

And let alone Irene, just now Miss Clara and another little blonde girl looked at her with something strange in their eyes.

There should be a chance for resurrection, right?

The bard had made so many jokes, but this was the first time he thought about this question seriously.

"...I, I'm fine."

Suddenly, Fan Wei's voice came like the sound of nature. Everyone looked over and saw that he seemed to have just woken up from a dream, blinking his eyes, as if he had recovered!

In fact, he had been awake for almost a minute.

But Fan Wei was still immersed in that endless sense of peace, wondering what the cheese illusion he saw was all about?

Could it be that food souls really exist? They are conveying their will to me!

Or maybe it's just hallucinations caused by eating to the point of near-death...

For a moment, his thoughts were in a mess and he couldn't find the answer. It was not until he clenched his palm that he found that his strength had increased a lot. He was shocked and said, "Hey! Why do I feel stronger all of a sudden?!"

Reassured, Piccolo and Kaso breathed a sigh of relief and patted his arm with a smile.

"How could you not gain anything after eating something so horrible? Congratulations, you have joined the ranks of elite adventurers so quickly!"

Elite adventurers, usually those between levels 20 and 40, are the true backbone of adventurers.

In just over a month, Fan Wei has continued to grow and reached heights that many adventurers can only reach in their lifetime. This is a huge achievement!

"Ah! Congratulations! Congratulations to the boss!"

"As expected of you, sir~"

"Humph, you didn't embarrass me!"

Voices of congratulations could be heard, and the onlookers who had witnessed such a miraculous event applauded and cheered.

The restaurant owner not only immediately offered to waive Fan Wei's bill, but also hung a commemorative plaque to celebrate the birth of a strong man who defeated the four-color cheese in his restaurant!

The excitement and joy coming from all around made Fan Wei smile faintly.

He didn't feel that he had accomplished anything great, just that he had gained a lot.

Although the taste of this cheese is really terrible, it is so terrible to know that there is such a powerful and charming taste in the world!

How can we not be happy? This is the perfect ingredient for making the third star dish!

We must share this shock and charm with everyone!!

Seeing the smile on Misler's face getting bigger and bigger, everyone thought he had just realized it, and while praising the Warriors, they all asked for his autograph.

"Isn't that a bit too exaggerated?" Fan Wei asked in a low voice, "It's just eating a few pieces of cheese."

"Cheese? This is not ordinary cheese, you know..."

Just as Piccolo was about to explain, several fully armed dwarves suddenly separated the crowd and came to the dining table.

"Is there really a warrior here who can eat four colors of cheese?!" The leading dwarf slammed the table solemnly, and when he saw the cheese slices with teeth marks on the plate, he could feel his face trembling violently even through his thick beard.

"It's been a while since such a ruthless person appeared. The last one seemed to be the 'Mountain Crusher!'"

"Dolin Magmablood Misr Ruby!" The dwarf guards raised their hands and shouted, "Another person who passed the ultimate test!"

"The ultimate trial? Huh? And his name is also Misr?" Fan Wei was confused. It was the first time he met someone with the same name as him, or rather a dwarf.

"The title of Mountainbreaker King Misr was given by later generations. His original name was Dorin Ruby!" The dwarf captain explained with his arms folded.

"But this dwarf warrior smashed the head of the Northern Empire's great general, Lunettigo, frightening the emperor so much that he fell off his horse. He then led a hundred dwarf warriors to repel the invading army."

"Then he single-handedly killed the Fire Dragon that destroyed the underground mine."

"That's why you are called the Great One by many tribes, Misr! Are you also a 'Misr'?"

It was only in recent times that Fan Wei vaguely understood the special meaning of his name in this world.

The word "great" that is so common in my hometown refers here specifically to those legendary figures who have created miracles, broken fate, changed the world, and whose character is admirable.

The origin of the word seems to be a legend.

It is said that among the gods, there was once a god of fate - 'Mira', who was responsible for weaving all the threads of fate in the world.

The fate, life and death, joys and sorrows of any mortal from the beginning to the end are all on the predetermined line and will never deviate.

The gods look forward to using these lines to create a painting of all the power in the world and spread it between their high thrones.

Until one day, Mira was groping for the lines, only to find that the end of the canvas He had woven was endless darkness.

It was not as gorgeous as the gods described, but rather the inevitable destruction of all things!

Mira, horrified and feeling betrayed, cut her palm with a knife so that she could no longer weave the lines, in an attempt to change this future.

But the gods replaced her with a loom, and in anger at her sacrilege, Mira had her hands pierced and nailed to a desolate plateau to suffer eternal punishment.

"This is the destiny of all races. What's the point of your delay?"

"No," Mira answered from His pain, "One day, new lines will flow from my wounds, and that will be 'Misr'."

"It is the 'thing' that can penetrate the painting and change your destiny!"

The word Misr is derived from "Mira" and a mixture of "break, wound" and other meanings.

It was originally just a simple noun, meaning "a wound in fate, a break in fate". Later, it was quoted from mythology into reality, and became associated with great figures, gradually evolving into its current meaning.

Facing the surprise of the dwarf guards, Fan Wei just said modestly: "Mr. Mountain Crusher is the real 'Misr', and I am the 'Little Misr' who is still in training."

Perhaps becoming a great person is out of reach, but working towards a glorious direction is a goal worth aspiring for!

"Haha, Misl is also Misl! We dwarves all want to be Misl!"

With a heroic smile, the dwarf captain took out a gold medal. On the palm-sized shield were four blue, cyan, orange and purple gems.

"No matter what, you have passed the most difficult ultimate warrior challenge of the dwarves! Although you are not a dwarf, you are our most recognized and welcomed guest!"

"I give you this warrior badge. With this badge, you can go to any dwarf camp without any obstacles!"

Piccolo explained in a low voice, "The Warrior Challenge is a test of the will of the dwarf warriors. Among them, enduring the four-color cheese has always had the lowest pass rate! Even one person may not pass it in a hundred years, so it is called the ultimate trial."

"Those who can pass are the bravest of braves, and the dwarves among dwarves!"

Fan Wei was secretly shocked. He thought it was just an ordinary food, but he didn't expect it to have such a special meaning.

After stuffing the gold badge into Fan Wei's hand, the dwarf captain grabbed him and said, "It's great. Kaso is here too. Let's go! Let's go have a drink!"

Drink, drink? Fan Wei remembered the Weide Fire Wine that the tavern owner had given him before. He could not stand just one small glass of it, but the owner drank from the bottle!

"Ahaha! Thanks for the invitation! But maybe next time. Look, I ordered so much food and I haven't finished it yet..."

With sweat dripping from his forehead, Fan Wei desperately tried to find an excuse and said, "Wasting food is a great sin in my hometown! I hope you will forgive me for not complying with my request~"

"Well, since it is a tradition of our hometown, let's do it next time!" The dwarf captain said with great understanding. Dwarves are a race that values ​​tradition.

"Next time we'll drink to our heart's content! Hahaha!" A group of guards strode away again, continuing their patrol while drinking from wine bags.

"That's my cousin, Solo. They are the guards of this mountain town, responsible for maintaining law and order. They are very tough!"

Kaso used the unique description of dwarves to introduce his cousin, and his eyes were full of admiration for Fan Wei, "I didn't expect that you, Fan, could eat four colors of cheese! You are indeed a man of amazing talent!"

"I guess a lot of female dwarves will come around soon, ready to capture you and take you home to get married~"

"Ah!" Fan Wei was stunned. Didn't he just eat a few slices of cheese? Is it that serious? ! "Boss! Pack it for me, pack it for me quickly! I want to take this food away!"

Seeing his panic-stricken look, the onlookers burst into laughter.

It is estimated that soon, the title of 'Cheese Hero Who is Afraid of Female Dwarves' will be added to Misr Van's current series of titles.

It will amaze later generations.

This is really a unique guy!