089 Make a soup of dragons
"The employer's request is only to solve the paranormal phenomenon, so this thing can be dealt with by us."
Su Mo thought back to the task requirements, and then suddenly asked Xia Mi.
"I remember that dragons can gain each other's power by devouring the bones of their own kind, right?"
"That's right."
Natsumi nodded, then added.
"But it doesn't make much sense to swallow this kind of weak chicken."
The spirit that was so weak that she even subconsciously ignored it, Xia Mi really couldn't look down on it.
Not to mention the Spirit Snake, which is a category that she has already controlled.
"It may not mean much to you, but it's different to me."
Su Mo touched his chin and looked at the dragon curled up in front of him.
"You say, if I make soup with this guy, will I get the spirit of speech? This guy looks very weak. ”
Although only the dragon king, can form a keel cross.
But between dragons, they can also gain strength by devouring each other, no matter how weak the snake in front of him is, it is still a real dragon, and for Su Mo, its words and spirits still have a certain value.
"Nope."
Natsumi immediately shook her head.
"No matter how weak it is, it's still a dragon, don't look at its small size, but it has long passed the embryonic stage, and what flows in the body is not fetal blood but formed dragon blood, and the erosive nature of dragon blood is still effective."
Hearing her say this, Su Mo looked at the golden threads coiled up on the dining table and asked curiously.
"You mean, this little bit of dragon blood is enough to corrupt a person?"
"One-time erosion may be difficult, but the erosion of dragon blood is continuous, and it is difficult for ordinary people to resist."
Xia Mi explained seriously.
"And what if I can resist its erosion?"
Su Mo continued to ask.
He wasn't particularly interested in the snake, he was just curious to ask.
In terms of dragon blood toxicity, this N-generation species must be far inferior to Xia Mi, and Su Mo's resistance (if any) should be able to be easily suppressed.
"If you can resist it, the corrosive nature of the dragon's blood will indeed be suppressed by you."
Xia Mi nodded, agreeing with Su Mo's idea.
"But the dragon's blood is just like that, if you really suppress it completely, the probability of the bloodline you get will be terrifyingly low, such a low concentration, maybe it won't be enough for you to exert the inherited spirit of speech."
“…… I see. ”
Su Mo nodded, understanding the reason why Xia Mi didn't want to let him do this.
"If you can withstand the erosion, then this bit of dragon blood is meaningless, if you can't withstand the erosion, then it may become Deadpool, so look at this thing is chicken ribs!"
"I can't say that exactly."
After thinking about it, Xia Mi shook his head and said.
"If you devour this thing if you have already obtained the bloodline, you will be able to obtain its spirit of words, which can be said to be one more means."
"As for the erosiveness of the dragon's blood, it's time to do a test to see how resistant you are to the dragon's blood, if you can't even bear it, then my dragon's blood is not to mention."
After thinking about it, Natsumi finally discovered the usefulness of this thing.
Didn't Su Mo always doubt that he didn't have a blood sorrow?
Just use the blood of this thing to verify it when the time comes.
It is equivalent to a skin test before penicillin, which can test whether Su Mo is resistant.
"Understood, then fatten up and then kill."
Su Mo understood what Xia Mi meant, and agreed with her proposal.
A man and a woman glanced at each other and nodded tacitly.
The dragon coiled on the table continued to tremble, completely unaware that it had been closed by the ghost gate.
But it's okay not to know, after all, it just changed from a death sentence to a beheading after the autumn, and its fate has not changed much.
After deciding not to kill this guy for the time being, Xia Mi restrained Long Wei.
The dragon in front of him didn't dare to run away, and after sensing that the dragon power and killing intent had dispersed, it raised its head slightly, and then lowered its head to Xia Mi in flattery, and showed its belly, as if to express its submission.
Seeing this thing suddenly become well-behaved.
Su Mo was a little curious and took the chopsticks and wanted to poke them.
Unexpectedly, before his chopsticks approached this dragon, it turned around and grinned at Su Mo, spitting out the letter fiercely, and the gaze in its golden eyes was still fierce.
It probably didn't know Natsumi's identity, but just treated her as a noble royal sub-species.
And Su Mo is a person who is useful to this noble prince.
No matter how useful it is, it's just a human being, just a prop.
In the hierarchy of dragons, human minions belong to the lowest level, and even Deadpool is not comparable.
Therefore, in the hearts of this dragon, in the food chain of the three, Xia Mi, who is the king of the king, has the highest status, and its status as an N generation is second, and Su Mo, a mere human being, has the lowest status.
Therefore, it did not hesitate to surrender to Xia Mi, but it was not afraid to show its fierce side to Su Mo.
The style of bullying the soft and fearing the hard is vividly embodied.
Seeing this scene, Xia Mi's eyes narrowed slightly.
For this dusty thing, she really has no murderous intent.
It's just sweeping the dust, so what killing intent is needed?
If it weren't useful to keep it, she would have slapped it into mud.
Su Mo noticed a subtle change in Xia Mi's expression.
He shook his head.
"Don't rush yet."
At this time, the task of the hunter network is officially completed.
After thinking back on the whole process, Su Mo suddenly realized a suspicious point.
"Speaking of which, why does it keep releasing the spirit of speech? Obviously, you can't get out, why do you deliberately create this movement? ”
Hearing this question, Xia Mi was slightly stunned.
"That's right!"
Seeing that the task was completed, she didn't think about the previous events, but if she thought about it carefully, she would find doubts, why did this dragon do this?
It can't break free when it's locked in a wine tank, and the rest of its physical strength should be arranged to hibernate it, so why deliberately expend its strength to urge the spirit of speech?
Even if the consumption of the Spirit [Snake] is not large, there is no reason to do it in particular!
Her puzzled gaze returned to the dragon, and the little golden-threaded snake immediately prostrate itself in a flattering gesture.
It can't speak, and the dragon probably only speaks, so it can't ask anything.
Su Mo thought about it, directly picked up the dinner knife, and cut open the abdomen of the king cobra that was paralyzed on the ground.
A voice like a defeated voice sounded, and the seemingly fat king cobra's body was a little empty.
As he expected, the inside of the king cobra had been bitten and half eaten, which must have been done by this dragon.
Releasing the spirit of words is also a burden for this N generation, both mentally and physically need to recuperate, and this dragon relies on the flesh and blood of the king cobra to support nutrition.
Su Mo rummaged through the fragments of the glass bottle cap and found a label inside, which was something specially pasted by the owner of the snake wine in order to mark the date and avoid missing the best time to soak the wine, the time was three months ago.
"The dragon was put into a jug three months ago, but it hasn't moved, hibernating, preserving its life. It wasn't until a month ago that he suddenly woke up and began to release speech spirits and cause supernatural events. ”
Su Mo analyzed the dragon's actions according to the timeline.
And then quickly got to the point.
"What was it that made it wake up all of a sudden?"
He looked at Natsumi.
Hearing Su Mo's analysis, Xia Mi was slightly stunned, and then replied.
"Is the way to revive the sleeping dragons from bloodline?"
Speaking of this, the two glanced at each other, and at the same time thought of the water monster that Su Mo encountered when he was fishing today.
"Isn't it ...... Something to do with that, right? ”