Zhao Huan smiled. He didn't expect that the first one to follow him was the Earth-Splitting Demonic Worm under Xude Mel.
This thing is really good at exploring and taking the lead, but as for its combat effectiveness, let's not talk about it.
The shop has found its meat supply, so the first dish should be the braised earth-splitting devil worms that can boost your spirits.
Zhao Huan opened the canvas bag, gripped the meat saw tightly in his hand, and then guided the power of the ancient gods in his body to resonate with the underground pit.
As Zhao Huan continued to radiate energy outward, a cloud of white smoke formed a portal in the air.
Zhao Huan spread out his hands, as if crossing the water, creating ripples.
Is this a dream created by the Earth-Splitting Demonic Worm?
How crude, the connection with the material world is so crude.
As he took a step inside, the world spun before his eyes, and Zhao Huan suddenly felt a wave of heat coming towards him.
Looking around, there is yellow sand everywhere.
The background theme of this dream is the desert.
That’s right, what the Earth-Splitting Demon Worm hates most is water.
"Little darling, where are you? Come out and play."
There was no movement.
Deep underground, a huge earth-splitting demon worm, as thick as a bucket and more than ten meters long, with a head composed of eight tentacles like a blooming chrysanthemum, felt a chill in its heart.
"I just came to Shanghai to explore the city and get a taste of fear secretly. How did I run into this lunatic?"
"Damn it, Xiude Meier! He must have known this lunatic was here and sent me here on purpose. This is murder, this is murder."
"Little darling, where are you? Come out and play."
In the desert, Zhao Huan was still calling out affectionately.
Five minutes, ten minutes passed, and there was still no movement in the desert.
Zhao Huan, who was speaking softly, suddenly became violent, and the meat saw in his hand cut grooves in the desert.
"Earth-Splitting Demonic Worm, I know it's you. Just come out and chop me up a few times, provide me with some meat, and we'll let this matter go today.
Otherwise, I will spend two days tearing your dream into pieces, and then I will slaughter you and sell your meat. You won’t even have a chance to be a pig.”
How cruel! He is indeed a madman.
You're trolling me? Do you think I'd believe you? Anyone who dared to show up in front of you, except for the big guys, was chopped off, and you never even considered letting them go. You've slaughtered more ancient gods than I've ever seen in my life.
However, this is just a simple outer house and it really cannot withstand the bombardment of the madmen.
"Oh, why am I so unlucky?"
The Earth-Splitting Demonic Worm gritted its teeth and cut off its tail, then predicted the location where Zhao Huan would chop it and sent it five meters underground.
"puff!"
Zhao Huan chopped down with his sword, and suddenly there was a sound of the sword entering flesh.
“Found it!”
Zhao Huan was overjoyed and moved the meat saw in his hand very quickly. Soon, a five-meter-deep pit appeared in the desert.
A piece of the Earth-Splitting Demon Worm's tail, as thick as a bucket and as long as a meter, appeared at the bottom of the pit. Although it was riddled with holes, it still emitted a soft white light.
"You're sensible, but this is just a small amount, enough for several people. If you give me another piece, I'll turn around and leave. I won't bother you again until we sell all the food."
Listen, is this human language? One section is too little, give me another. I'm going from 10 meters to 8 meters.
That’s not all. I won’t cause you any more trouble before I sell everything. Otherwise, you’ll come back to cut your losses after I sell everything.
Good man, you are treating the ancient gods' creations like pigs.
When you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.
The Earth-Splitting Demon Worm gritted its teeth and cut off another part of its body, pushed it to a safe place far away, and then hid in the depths.
This time, no matter what you say, I won’t come out.
"My dear, I'll come back in a few days."
Zhao Huan used a meat saw to insert a large piece of earth-splitting demon insect flesh, carried it on his shoulder, and exited the desert dream.
Pig farm +1.
The night is as cool as water.
However, the heat was surging in Zheng’s butcher shop.
There were three large pots lined up on the ground, bubbling and emitting a rich meaty aroma.
According to modern biology, the Earth-Splitting Demon Worm should be classified as an invertebrate mollusk, similar to squid and octopus in the sea, with tender and delicious meat.
However, due to the fact that the Earth-Splitting Devil Worm lives underground all year round, burrowing around, it has developed extremely well-developed muscles. This living habit makes the Earth-Splitting Devil Worm's meat both plump and chewy.
It is indeed a top-quality ingredient.
Zhao Huan took out a large piece of meat from the pot, poured a bowl of steaming hot broth on it, and ate it with great relish.
"It's red in color, smooth and chewy, not bad! The texture is about 80% similar to beef tendon, so just sell it as beef. 88 yuan a pound for something this delicious isn't too much, is it?"
Nowadays, if you sell something cheaply, it may be said to be fake. This is the consumer's mentality: they want to get a bargain but are afraid of losing money by buying fakes.
Zhao Huan put the meat and soup in a thermos bucket and prepared to go back upstairs to rest. He had to get up early to open for business tomorrow. Principal Zhang, Principal Wang, and Director Huang all said they wanted to come and support him.
After closing the door, Zhao Huan was bathed in the bright moonlight. Suddenly, he had an idea: it was the ancient god calling him.
Without waiting for the elevator, Zhao Huan moved swiftly, twisting and turning to climb ten stairs, and returned to his residence in just ten seconds.
In the bedroom, the statue of the ancient god had slowly woken up, with bursts of red mist pouring out of its scarlet eyes.
A mysterious portal gradually took shape in the air.
"Is this a dream created by the king?"
Zhao Huan felt the connection between the portal and the material world, which was delicate and exquisite, grand and complicated, far beyond the simple dream of the Earth-Splitting Demonic Worm.
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