Food Hunter

Kusu is a straight-tempered person, and it is difficult to hide his mind.

He rarely loses his temper, but this time he really couldn't hold it back.

I don't know how to describe the taste.

Should you say that you have never tasted it, or use some adjectives to express it?

The taste is like shredded meat that has been carefully peeled off, and then a huge tower of sky-reaching sky is slowly spread on the tongue.

The most surprising thing is that the flood of saliva makes the flavor of the shredded pork more profound.

The two rows of teeth seem to be more monk but less porridge. Between the upper and lower bites, they are chasing the bouncing pork.

Each tooth is like a crazy star chaser, vying to touch the shredded meat.

No wonder... the baboon is willing to give out 10 million jinni just to buy such a small piece of jerky.

In fact, I am not willing to swallow it.

Mo Laowu and three thought so.

The baboon also tore off one piece and stuffed it into his mouth, and then put the remaining dried meat away properly.

Ever since, this group of four are like smokers gathered together, smoking a cigarette each in the cold winter wind.

As the cigarette **** became shorter, a faint bleak was thrown out.

Perhaps the baboon still has stock, so it is the first to break free.

He looked at Luo who was waiting patiently, and curiously asked: "Luo, what is this jerky made of?"

"Insect meat." Luo replied.

"Insects, insects?" Dabobo looked unbelieving.

Luo smiled without further explanation.

A kind of carnivorous insects that the Six Continents do not have, if it is necessary to explain it, it is undoubtedly very troublesome.

The baboon thought Luo was joking, and he was more curious, and asked: "Is it really a bug?"

"Yes."

Luo nodded.

Dabobo suddenly looked tangled and asked again: "Is it convenient to reveal what kind of bug it is?"

"Damo."

Fifteen minutes later, a group of five people sat in a restaurant in the local town.

Sitting around a table, the soup in the hot pot boils, and the aroma comes out.

On the way to the restaurant, the baboon has been thinking about what a dammon is, and has never heard of it.

He really couldn't think of it, so he wanted to check it out after he went back.

In fact, Damo is a name given by Luo himself. It is a bug that does not even give the name information in the white smoke font. It is the size of a calf and has an almost crazy demand for meat.

What's even more frightening is that Damo has migratory characteristics.

If there are such creatures in any Demon Realm of the Six Continents, without human control and no natural enemies, it will not take long before it will cause serious damage to the ecosystem.

Only places like the Dark Continent that can't be used for theory can breed this kind of bug.

Perhaps it was due to the great digestive function of the dammon. Luo witnessed a dammon eating a creature that was six or seven stories high in one minute.

It may be the reason for eating all kinds of meat crazily. The dried meat made with dammo insects has a layered flavor even without spices.

The shortcoming is that the taste is not satisfactory.

Mo Laowu wanted to ask for more shreds of pork with the baboon, but was ruthlessly rejected.

They also finally realized that the jerky is absolutely rare and can't be bought with money.

Therefore, they also paid attention to the source of the Dammor, and wanted to go back and check it out. If possible, they would hunt for one.

Several people are good wine lovers, and there are inevitably many wine bottles on the table.

After a few glasses of wine, I talked more.

"Your news is too late."

Dabobo looked at Mo Laowu with contempt.

The chat just now pointed out Luo's other identities, including a poison cook and Shen from the twelve earthly branches.

Mo Laowu didn't care, and frequently toasted Luo, without any flattery in his words, just made it clear that he wanted to make a friend of him.

Kulu and Xiutuo think that they are juniors, and rarely talk at the wine table, only listening to the master chatting with Luo and the others.

After drinking for three rounds, the topic turned to the sea for some reason.

"In the past two months, many inexplicable tsunamis in the far sea did not affect the near shore, but overturned 12 ships."

"There are a total of three hundred and sixty-five deaths, and no dead body has been found."

Mo Laowu put down the wine glass, his tone was slightly heavy.

"Have you found out the cause?" Dabobo asked.

"No, we have ruled out the causes of earthquake activity and submarine landslides. We still don't know the specific cause of the tsunami." Mo Laowu shook his head.

Dabobo immediately looked at Mo Laowu with sympathy, and said, "Then this happened to you?"

"Yes." Mo Laowu replied.

"Do you have a clue?" Dabobo said.

"I think... some kind of seabed creature is at work. Of course, this is my personal opinion and has no basis." Mo Laowu picked up the wine bottle and filled it with himself.

Luo listened to the side, a flash of surprise flashed deep in his eyes.

He couldn't help thinking of the old tortoise, the frequent tsunamis, could it be caused by the old tortoise?

However, he had clearly ordered that after letting the old tortoise enter the sea, he should try his best not to show his head when nothing happened.

With the old tortoise's racial talent, even if he stayed on the bottom of the sea for half a year, he didn't need to change his breath.

With his huge body, every time he shows his head, there will naturally be a tsunami-like movement.

In response to this topic, Dabobo and Mo Laowu chatted.

One is Eudemons Hunter and the other is Ocean Hunter.

These two professions have something in common to some extent.

Exploring and discovering unknown new species is also one of their duties.

Luo didn't participate in the topic, instead chatted with Kulu Xiutuo.

Compared to Xiutuo's formality, Kudu was more relaxed.

After a meal, Luo exchanged contact numbers with them.

At the time of parting, Mo Laowu still said that sentence.

Need help, just speak up.

Luo responded with a smile, and then sent them off.

Unexpectedly, the implementation of the [Beach Plan] will attract Mo Lao Wu and some people, and then make friends inexplicably.

Mo Laowu has a bold and unrestrained personality, which is very similar to Dabobo.

With Kuluo's face is disgusting and kind, he has a straighter temper, and after a deep conversation, I can see that he is a person who likes to think about friends. This is very similar to Luo.

Therefore, Luo Kanna is very eye-catching.

Xiu Tuo is very cautious~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and has very few words. He appears to be outgoing and introverted, and is incompatible with Mo Lao Wu Ji.

In short, these people Luo didn't hate them, and thought they could make friends.

All stations have been built and are in continuous operation.

In three months, the new hunter test is about to begin.

Luo has obtained the license, can no longer participate, and has not paid attention to it.

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, another two months passed.

Somewhere above the calm sea, a black figure floated up and down.

From a distance, it seemed to be a person, but from a closer look, it was an unidentified creature with a body that resembled a human being.

Whatever I have to say is more like... ants.