Na Ku Lu is a straight person, and it is difficult to hide his thoughts.

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

I don't know how to describe the taste.

Should I say I've never tasted it, or is it expressed in some adjective?

The taste is like shredded meat that has been finely peeled off, and then slowly spreads a huge tower on the tongue.

The most surprising thing is that the overflowing saliva makes the taste of the shredded meat even more profound.

The two rows of teeth, as if there were more monks and less porridge, were biting up and down, constantly chasing the shredded meat that was bouncing around.

Every tooth, like a crazy star-chaser, scrambled to touch the flesh.

No wonder...... Da baboon was willing to pay 10 million to buy such a small piece of jerky.

Really, I don't want to swallow it.

Mo Lao Wu and the three of them thought so.

The baboon also tore off a strip and stuffed it into his mouth, and then put away the rest of the jerky properly.

So, this group of four people is like a group of smokers gathered together, each smoking a cigarette in the cold winter wind.

As the cigarette butt gets shorter, there is a faint hint of gloom.

Perhaps the baboons were still in stock, so they were the first to break free.

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

"Worm meat. Luo replied.

"Worms, worm meat?" the baboon looked incredulous.

Luo smiled and didn't explain further.

A kind of meat eater insect that is not found in the six continents, if you want to explain it well, it is undoubtedly very troublesome.

Thinking that Luo was joking, Da Baboon was even more curious, and asked, "Is it really worm meat?"

"Yes. ”

Law nodded.

Da Baboon suddenly looked entangled and asked again, "Is it convenient to reveal what kind of bug it is?"

"Damo. ”

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

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

On the way to the restaurant, Da Baboon kept thinking about what Damo worms were, and had never heard of them.

He really couldn't think of it, so he thought about checking it out when he went back.

In fact, the Damo worm is Luo's own name, a bug that doesn't even give the name information in the white smoke font, the size of a calf, and has an almost insane need for meat.

What's even more terrifying is that Damoworm has migratory properties.

If there is such a creature in any of the Demon Domains of the Six Continents, if it is not controlled by humans and there are no natural enemies, it will not be long before it will cause serious damage to the ecosystem.

Only a place like the Dark Continent that can't be often debated can raise this kind of bug.

Perhaps it was the digestive function of the damotworm that was particularly powerful, and Luo had seen a damotworm eat a creature six or seven stories tall in a minute.

It may be the reason for the frenzied eating of all kinds of meat, and the jerky made with damox worms has a layered flavor even if it is not infused with spices.

If you want to talk about the disadvantage, it is that the taste is not satisfactory.

Mo Lao Wu wanted to ask Da Baboon for a few more pieces of shredded meat, but he was ruthlessly refused.

They also finally realized that the jerky was an absolute rarity, and it was not something that could be bought with money.

Therefore, they also paid attention to the origin of the damo worm, thinking that they would go back and check it out, and if they could, they would go hunting and see.

Several of them were good drinkers, and there were inevitably many wine bottles on the table.

After a few glasses of wine, there were more conversations.

"You're too far behind. ”

Da Baboon looked at Mo Lao Wu with disdain.

Chatting just now, he pointed out another layer of Luo's identity, including poison chef and Shen of the twelve earthly branches.

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

Na Ku Lu and Xiu Tuo consider themselves juniors, and rarely speak at the wine table, only listening to the master and Luo and them chatting.

After three rounds of drinking, the topic somehow turned to the sea.

"In the past two months, there have been many inexplicable tsunamis in the far sea, but instead of affecting the near shore, 12 seagoing ships have been capsized. ”

"The death toll was 365, and not a single body was found. ”

Mo Lao Wu put down his wine glass, and his tone was slightly heavy.

"Has the reason been identified?" asked Da Baboon.

"No, the exact cause of the tsunami is still unknown, excluding seismic activity and submarine landslides. Mo Lao Wu shook his head.

Da Baboon immediately looked at Mo Lao Wu sympathetically and said, "Then this thing has fallen on you?"

"Yes. Mo Lao Wu responded.

"Do you have a clue?" said the baboon.

"I think...... It's some kind of undersea creature that's at work, of course, that's my personal opinion, and it's not based on that. Mo Lao Wu picked up the wine bottle and filled it for himself.

Luo listened from the sidelines, and a look of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes.

He couldn't help but think of the old turtle, the frequent tsunamis, could it not be caused by the old turtle?

It's just that he clearly ordered that after letting the old turtle enter the sea, he would try not to show his head when he had nothing to do.

With the racial talent of the old turtle, even if he stays at the bottom of the sea for half a year, he doesn't need to breathe.

His huge body, every time he shows his head, it will naturally set off a tsunami-like movement.

In response to this topic, Da Baboon chatted with Mo Lao Wu.

One is a phantom beast hunter and the other is an ocean hunter.

To some extent, these two professions have something in common.

It is also one of their responsibilities to explore and discover new unknown species.

Luo didn't get involved in the conversation, but instead chatted with Naku Xiutuo.

Compared with Xiuto's restraint, he can let go of the cool killing.

After a meal, Law exchanged contact numbers with them.

At the time of parting, Mo Lao Wu still said the same sentence.

Need help, just ask.

Luo smiled and said goodbye to them.

I didn't expect that the implementation of the [Beach Plan] would attract Mo Lao Wu and a few people, and then make friends inexplicably.

Mo Lao Wu has a bold personality and is very similar to a baboon.

Na Ku Kill is disgusting and kind, has a straight temperament, and after a deep chat, it can be seen that he is a person who likes to think about his friends very much, which is very similar to Luo.

Therefore, Luo is very right to see the cool killing.

Xiutuo is very restrained, and he talks very little, and he seems to be extratroverted, which is incompatible with Mo Lao Wu.

In short, these people Luo doesn't hate them, and they think they can make friends.

All sites have been set up and are in constant operation.

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

Luo had already gotten his license and couldn't go to participate anymore, and he didn't pay attention.

Time passes.

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

Somewhere in the calm sea, there is a black figure floating and sinking.

From a distance, it seems to be a person, but up close, it is an unknown creature that resembles a human.

If you have to say it, it's more like ...... Ant.