Chapter 712 Making Friends

Nakulu is a straightforward person, and it is difficult to hide his thoughts.

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

I don't know how to describe that taste.

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

The taste is like shredded meat that has been carefully peeled off one by one, and then slowly builds a giant tower reaching the sky on the tongue.

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

The two rows of teeth seem to be too much for monks, and they are biting up and down, chasing the bouncing shreds of meat.

Every tooth, like a group of crazy star fans, is scrambling to touch the shredded meat.

No wonder... Da Baboon is willing to pay ten million quats for such a small piece of jerky.

Really, I don't want to swallow it.

Mo Laowu and the others thought so.

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

Ever since, the four of them were like smokers gathered together, each smoking a cigarette in the cold winter wind.

As the cigarette butt gets shorter, there is a hint of bleakness faintly cast.

Maybe Dababoon was still in stock and was the first to break free.

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

"Insect meat." Luo replied.

"Worm, worm meat?" Da Baboon looked disbelieving.

Luo smiled and did not explain further.

It is undoubtedly very troublesome to explain a kind of carnivorous insect that does not exist in the Six Continents.

Baboon thought that Luo was joking, and his curiosity prevailed, and he asked, "Is it really worm meat?"

"yes."

Luo nodded.

Da Baboon suddenly looked tangled, and asked again: "Can you tell me what kind of bug it is?"

"Dammerworm."

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

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

On the way to the restaurant, Dababoon kept thinking about what the Damo worm was, but he had never heard of it.

He really couldn't figure it out, so he thought about going back and checking it out.

In fact, Damo worm was named by Luo himself. It was a kind of worm that didn't even give the name information in the white smoke font. It was the size of a calf and had an almost crazy demand for meat.

What's even more frightening is that Damo worms have the ability to migrate.

If there are such creatures in any of the six continents, if there is no artificial control and no natural enemies, it will not take long to cause serious damage to the ecological circle.

Only places like the Dark Continent that can't be theorized often can support this kind of bug.

Perhaps it is because the digestive function of the Damo worm is particularly powerful. Luo has personally seen a Damo worm eat a creature six or seven stories high in one minute.

It may be the reason for eating all kinds of meat crazily. The jerky made of damo worms has a layered taste even if it does not incorporate spices.

To say the disadvantage is that the taste is not satisfactory.

Mo Laowu wanted to ask Dababoo for more shredded pork, but was ruthlessly rejected.

They also finally realized that the jerky is an absolute rare commodity, and it cannot be bought with money.

Therefore, they also paid attention to the origin of the damo worm, thinking of going back to check it out, and hunting one if possible.

Several of them were wine lovers, so many wine bottles were inevitably placed on the table.

After several glasses of wine, he talked more.

"Your news is too behind."

Da Baboon looked at Mo Lao Wu with contempt.

During the chat just now, I pointed out another layer of Luo's identity, including a toxicologist, and Shen from the twelve earthly branches.

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

Nakulu and Xiutuo considered themselves juniors, and they seldom talked at the wine table, only listening to the master chatting with Luo and the others.

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

"In the past two months, there have been many inexplicable tsunamis in the far sea, but they did not affect the near shore, but overturned twelve ships."

"The death toll was three hundred and sixty-five, and not a single body was found."

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

"Have you found out the reason?" Da Baboon asked.

"No, seismic activity and submarine landslides have been ruled out, and the specific cause of the tsunami is still unknown." Mo Lao Wu shook his head.

Dababo immediately looked at Mo Lao Wu sympathetically, and said, "Then this happened to you?"

"Yes." Mo Laowu replied.

"Any idea?" Dababoon said.

"I think... some kind of underwater creature is causing trouble. Of course, this is my personal opinion and has no basis." Mo Laowu picked up the wine bottle and filled it up for himself.

Luo was listening, a look of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes.

He couldn't help but think of the old tortoise. Could it be that the frequent tsunamis were caused by the old tortoise?

However, he clearly ordered that after letting the old turtle enter the sea, he should try not to show his head when there is nothing to do.

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

His huge body, every time he showed his head, would naturally set off a tsunami-like movement.

Aiming at this topic, Da Baboon chatted with Mo Laowu.

One is Eudemons Hunter and the other is Ocean Hunter.

These two professions have something in common.

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

Luo didn't get involved in the topic, but chatted with Nakulan Xiuto instead.

Compared with Xiutuo's restraint, Nakulu is more relaxed.

After a meal, Luo exchanged contact numbers with them.

When parting, Mo Lao Wu still said the same sentence.

Need help, just ask.

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

I didn't expect that the implementation of the [Beach Project] would attract Mo Laowu and others, and then make friends with them inexplicably.

Mo Lao Wu has a bold and unrestrained personality, very similar to Da Baboon.

With a cruel face, he is disgusting and kind, and has a straight temper. After talking in depth, it can be seen that he is a person who likes to think about his friends. In this regard, he is very similar to Luo.

Therefore, Luo sees Kulu very much.

Xiutuo, on the other hand, was very reserved, seldom talked, and seemed extremely introverted, and he didn't get along with Mo Laowu and the others.

In short, these people are not annoying, and they think they can 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 already obtained his license, so he can no longer participate in it, and he has not paid attention to it.

time flies.

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

On a certain calm sea, there is a black figure floating up and down.

From a distance, it seems to be a person, but from a closer look, it is an unknown creature with a body shape quite similar to a human.

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