Warcraft are a good thing, and for ordinary beasts, they can give Lotta a lot of experience. What's more, most of their experience is focused on the small demon core.

Whether strong or weak, as long as you can manipulate the elements.

Then there must be a demon core in the body of the monster.

Whereas, the magic core is usually found in the head, between the brain and the cerebellum.

Compared to ordinary beasts, a large part of the extra experience of Warcraft is provided by this thing. As a result, it became Lota's favorite.

After all, if you only eat the demon core, you don't need to eat to become fat.

And don't be afraid of the strange smell of all kinds of monsters, think about that terroir dual-attribute wild boar, he doesn't have any desire to eat.

Now, he set his sights on those demonic beasts with weak breaths.

For example, this turkey in front of you.

The first time she saw this creature, she startled Lotta.

Because of this thing, he has only seen it in anime children's movies, and the figure of this turkey is completely out of shape. It's just a ball, with two legs, two wings and a small head. Well, there's also a chicken tail that is fan-shaped.

He bet five cents, and if he lowered his head, he couldn't see his feet and little Ding Ding at all.

This time he didn't choose to teleport for a sneak attack.

Instead, they directly throw skills and play with their tentacles.

The small black ball was thrown out, and after touching the turkey, it quickly expanded, turning into a tentacle that wrapped around the turkey's legs and wings. The turkey that was attacked suddenly erupted into a series of piercing cries.

Lotta, who had just conjured up a machete and launched a charge.

Stunned by the harsh sound, he immediately understood that this was the existence of a similar skill. He immediately stabilized his mind and forbade his way forward.

When you come to the turkey, it's a knife.

And then

was slipped away......

"This is too tm round?!"

He slashed a few more times, but all of them were slid away by the orb. The turkey looked frightened, giggled and tried to run away, and then ...... rolled out directly, and the speed was very fast, and Lotta was stunned and rolled out 5 meters away.

“wc！ Hold it! ”

The fat to his mouth is about to run away, how can he agree.

Immediately charged after him, and this time he jumped directly on top of the turkey. With adrenaline hormones, the right to urge the shadow tentacles. In an instant, as if black flames were burning on him, countless shadow tentacles conjured up between the surges.

The little tentacles writhed in the air, deformed, hardened into sharp blades.

He grabbed the turkey tightly, and the blade that had spawned from him stabbed down. Dozens of spikes, stabbing at the turkey from all sides.

In the midst of terrible screams and dense flesh-tearing sounds.

The turkey was pierced in an instant, and it went straight from a ball to a cactus, covered in protruding black thorns. The turkey struggled a few times and finally lost its vital characteristics. A system prompt has also appeared.

[Successfully kill the turkey and gain 471 experience points.] Killing method evaluation: forcible killing (this is like a fearless warrior, but you kill chickens, don't you know that there are few chickens at the entrance of the village?) ), which rewards 900 points of experience. 】

Glancing at the system prompt, Lotta threw the turkey's brain aside. Take out a peanut-sized, reddish spar.

This is the magic core, an angular regular-like crystal.

"I should have this thing myself......"

Lotta's ability is a magical beast, and he has this thing too.

"I manipulate the shadows, so the magic core...... Is it black? ”

This kind of thing, unless you put his head away and take out the demon core to take a look, you really can't confirm it.

Swallow that peanut.

Devour gains 3,500 experience.] 】

In proportion, this core accounts for 77% of the entire experience. Lotta looked down at the rest of the carcass, the turkey was almost entirely made of fat, and he looked disgusted. In the end, only the chicken wings and drumsticks were cut off and taken away.

"Meow (Nadona) ~ Meow (Nadona)~"

Return to the clearing again and greet Naidona.

Naidona, who was resting on a glow-in-the-dark flower, flew over happily when she heard Lotta's call.

"Huh? This time Lotta didn't eat the balls. ”

"Didn't you find some tricks, hungry?"

"Hmm~"

"I'm ready to eat, it's time to go back when I'm done, it's almost dawn. Caught a turkey today and ate chicken legs and wings. Let's eat**~"

"Okay~Let's eat**~"

“…… What's wrong with this statement. ”

Lotta took out one of his blue magic crystals from his personal space.

He hunted all night, picking on the monsters, and finally only dug out the magic crystals and cut off the purified parts of the prey. For example, chicken legs, chicken wings, pig's trotters, pork knuckles, bear's paws, bird's nest, monkey brains and the like.

He didn't finish the magic crystal, and left a blue one for Nadona as a gift.

"Blue! It's beautiful! Lota is so nice~"

After receiving the small gift, Nadonna sat on Lota's shoulder with a happy face, holding the magic crystal in one hand and rubbing Lota's cheek on the other.

Lotta Life cooks, grilled chicken wings and chicken thighs.

After dinner, it was almost dawn.

The darkness of dawn was the darkest hour, and as the moon sank, Lotta felt too dark to see.

"Let's go~ go back."

"Lotta, what do you have in your hand?"

"This one, this is the red mud I dug at the water's edge, and it's estimated to be ferric oxide."

Lotta raised the fine red clay in her hand that was contained in a wooden basin. In addition, there are several large brushes made of wolf hair.

"What is this for?"

"It's useless, it's just that you can draw."

"Drawing?"

"I'll show you."

Returning to the elven tribe with the elves, Lotta found a random stone on the way. Using tentacles to turn into chisels, hammers, and saws, he smashed the carving, made a few stone slabs, and put them back in his personal space.

When he arrived at the tribe, he returned to his nest.

Close the vine door.

He took out the slate, took out the pot of red clay and wolf quill, and painted it with a gesture. Nadonna sat on his shoulder, dangling her little feet and watching Lotta's movements curiously.

"Well, with such mineral pigments, the paintings can be preserved for a long time."

Satisfied with the pen and paint.

Lotta waved her pen and began to draw carefully.

Nadona's curiosity at first, and then slowly turned into shock.

Although Lotta is a science dog, she used to learn to draw. Sketching or something, after gaining insight into these things, it is still very quick to pick them up again.