Five barrels of maggots, in terms of volume, I can top two of me, and in terms of weight, I can see how amazing I am, after a series of complex reactions, the external holy light and my own dead qi can actually give birth to so many little guys full of holy light, which not only surprised others, but I was stunned for a while, and I couldn't understand why I could conjure so many things out of thin air.

"What's so surprising about this, death gas is a kind of energy, but it also contains a certain substance, otherwise do you think that the undead can meet the body's consumption by not eating or drinking? It's stupid enough. Ivanv said proudly.

"Oh? So why didn't maggots emerge in the end? I asked, confused.

Ivanv flickered twice, as if he was thinking, and after a short while, he said: "Death gas is not omnipotent, if you want to produce maggots, you have to rely on some material supplies from yourself, ...... Are you feeling hungry right now? ”

When Ivanv said this, I was suddenly a little hungry, this was the first time I had felt hungry in Azeroth, and I almost burst into tears of excitement.

What does this mean? This shows that under the baptism of the Holy Light and the production of maggots, my stomach function, digestion skills, and absorption function ...... A series of functions have recovered to a certain extent, although only a little bit of hunger, but it means that my body functions are recovering, if you go further, is it so long, my next can also recover?

Whining!!!

Originally, I was a little resistant to this kind of maggot-making activity, but now I don't have any psychological burden at all, for the sake of the Queen, for Sylvanas, for the sake of my children and grandchildren, let the Holy Light come more violently.

"What are you doing with this god, is it necessary to be so excited about donating a maggot?" Tyran Fordin couldn't see Ivanf, didn't know what Ivanf had said to me, and didn't know how I felt right now, he just thought I was getting strange, so he asked.

There's no need to tell him what happened to me, I just want to eat now, and then move on with my maggot-making business, "Tyran, I'm going to eat, eat many, many meals. ”

"Eat?" Tyran Fordin asked suspiciously, "Do the walking corpses still need to eat?" A walking corpse whose heart has stopped beating, whose blood has clotted, and whose body has lost all its functions needs to eat? If you can eat, how do you deal with the abomination that makes skeletons, ghosts, and stomachs churn together? ”

Tyran Foding buried me like this, my face was a little unbearable, and I retorted, "Nima, why didn't you say it, ghoul?" ”

", I've seen ghouls eat, it's just bloodlust hidden in the bones, how much you eat, how much you have to vomit when you turn around." Tyran Fordin said angrily.

Speaking of which, I have to correct a little misunderstanding, in many movies, TV series and games, the walking corpse is a carnivore, especially love to eat raw meat and carrion, which seems to be very bloody and eye-catching, but these raw meat and carrion do not bring any benefit to the walking corpse itself, except for making their bellies bigger.

Think about it, how can a walking corpse, a walking corpse that has lost all the functions of the body, digest what it eats, and if it can't be digested and absorbed, it is equivalent to useless.

Facts have also proved to be so, many of the walking corpses in the movie are thin but have big bellies.

Relatively speaking, the undead in the world of Azeroth are very happy, because they have the power of death qi, which is like food for the undead, so as long as they have a normal brain, at least the undead who have independent thoughts will not eat food and ...... Corpse.

So, Tyran Fording is right, the undead don't need to eat.

But I'm not an ordinary undead, just saying that I'm not afraid of the Holy Light is special enough, and if you add the maggots produced after absorbing the Holy Light to help the living increase their strength, it's really a top undead who is even more than the Lich King.

Tyran Fordin was obviously aware of my peculiarity, and without waiting for me to speak, he said, "Okay, you can eat if you want, anyway, there is no shortage of food in the hearth valley, no less than you, no more than you." ”

Phew, it's really stinky, it makes me look like a person asking for food, why don't you want to think about how much maggots with holy light energy I produce for the silver hand? It's just a few bites of food, is it necessary to be so arrogant?

"I'm going to eat barbecue."

"Good!"

As soon as I gave the order, Tyran Foding's breakfast changed from milk bread roasted sausages to milk bread roast, and although it was not much, Tyran Foding, who had long been accustomed to two sausages a day, was still a little uncomfortable.

However, after seeing my eating appearance, Tyran Foding was not unwell, and rushed to the barbecue with a knife and fork, otherwise when he finished feeling sorry for himself, I would have eaten up the barbecue on his plate.

"I've never seen such a rude person as you, you don't eat with utensils, and you steal other people's food, haven't you learned the etiquette at the dinner table?" Tyran Fordin grumbled as he wiped his mouth.

"You know the, you've been hungry for a few months, I guess you're going to have to get on the plate. I don't know how you deserve to be a great lord, and it's rude to invite guests to eat without knowing how to prepare food. "As Tyran Fordin said, I just don't know the etiquette at the table, especially Western food, I think I was a poor ** silk in my life, where did I enter the door of the Western restaurant, but who called us thick-skinned, you say that I am not educated, I have to comment on your hospitality.

Sure enough, Tyran Fordin was speechless by my rebuttal, his face was blue and purple for a while, like a chameleon, and he said angrily after a while: "Who knows that you can eat so much, a whole three people's amount of food, all of them have been made by you alone, honestly, can you digest it, don't go to my house to waste food." You know, there is not much surplus food for the landlord's family these days. ”

“……”

Nima, there is also this saying in the world of Azeroth - the landlord's family has not much surplus food? It's really a dog.

"Let's go out for a walk, we had a fight with Bridget's stinky last night, and we haven't paid a proper visit to the Valley of the Hearth." I said.

Tyran Foding's face changed slightly, and he said: "No, you can't go anywhere these days, you can only stay in the castle, Your Excellency the Commander-in-Chief said, it will take time for the people to accept you, at least inform all the people of the Hearth Valley of your existence, otherwise it will not be good to cause panic." ”

"Then can I go to the martial arts arena to practice martial arts?"

"The soldiers also need time."

"Nima, then get some wood for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu can practice carving."

"Okay!" (To be continued.) )