Nakulu was a straightforward person, and it was difficult for him to hide his thoughts.
He rarely lost his composure, but this time he really couldn't hold back.
He didn't know how to describe the taste.
Should he say that he had never tasted it before, or should he use some adjectives to describe it?
The taste was like strips of meat that were carefully peeled off, and then slowly spread out a giant tower on the tongue.
The most surprising thing was that the overflowing saliva made the taste of the meat even more profound.
Two rows of teeth, as if there were too many monks and too little porridge, kept chasing the bouncing meat strands.
Every tooth was like a crazed star-chaser, fighting to be the first to touch a piece of meat.
No wonder … … Baboon was willing to pay ten million rings just to buy such a small piece of jerky.
He really couldn't bear to swallow it.
Mo Laowu and the other two thought so.
Baboon also tore off a strip and stuffed it into his mouth, and then put away the rest of the jerky properly.
As a result, the four of them were like smokers gathered together in the cold winter wind, each smoking a cigarette.
As the cigarette butt gradually shortened, a trace of bleakness was vaguely cast.
Perhaps Baboon still had some left, so he was the first to break free.
He looked at Law, who was waiting patiently, and asked curiously: "Law, what is this jerky made of?"
"Insect meat." Luo Hui said.
"Insect, insect meat?" Baboon looked unconvinced.
Law smiled and didn't explain further.
A carnivorous insect that didn't exist in the six continents, if he wanted to explain it well, it would undoubtedly be very troublesome.
Baboon thought Law was joking, and asked curiously: "Is it really insect meat?"
"Yes."
Law nodded.
Baboon suddenly looked confused and asked again: "Can you tell me what kind of insect it is?"
"Damo insect."
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 was boiling, and the fragrance came out in spirals.
On the way to the restaurant, Baboon had been thinking about what Damo insect was, but he had never heard of it.
He really couldn't think of it, so he wanted to go back and check it out.
In fact, Luo Zixing had named the Damo Bug. It was a type of bug that even the white smoke did not give a name. It was the size of a calf and had an almost insane demand for meat.
What was even more terrifying was that the Damo Bugs had the ability to migrate.
If there were such creatures in any of the Six Continents, if they were not controlled by humans and had no natural enemies, it would not take long for them to cause serious damage to the ecosystem.
Only a place like the Darkness Continent, which couldn't be explained normally, would be able to raise such bugs.
Perhaps the digestive function of the Damo worm is particularly powerful. Law has seen a Damo worm eat a creature six or seven stories high in a minute.
Perhaps it was because he had been eating all kinds of meat, but the dried meat made from the Damo worms had a layered taste even if he didn't add any spices.
If there was a flaw, it would be that the texture was not satisfactory.
Mo Laowu wanted to ask Da Baboon for a few more pieces of meat, but he was mercilessly rejected.
They finally realized that the jerky was an absolute rarity. It was not something that could be bought with money.
Therefore, they also paid attention to the origin of the Damo worm. They wanted to go back and investigate. If possible, they would go and hunt one.
They were all wine lovers. It was inevitable that there were many bottles of wine on the table.
After a few glasses of wine, they became more talkative.
"Your information is too outdated."
Da Baboon looked at Mo Laowu with disdain.
In the chat just now, he had pointed out another layer of Law's identity, including that of a poison chef and Shen of the Twelve Earthly Branches.
Mo Laowu did not mind. He frequently toasted Law. There was no flattery in his words. It was clear that he wanted to make friends with him.
Nakulu and Xiutuo thought that they were juniors. They rarely spoke at the table and only listened to their master and Law chat.
After three rounds of wine, the topic somehow turned to the sea.
"In the past two months, there have been many inexplicable tsunamis in the distant sea. They did not affect the shore. Instead, they overturned twelve ships."
"The death toll is 365 people. Not a single body was found."
Mo Laowu put down his wine glass. His tone was slightly heavy.
"Have you found out the cause?" Da Baboon asked.
"No, we have ruled out earthquake activity and underwater landslides. We still don't know the specific cause of the tsunami." Mo Laowu shook his head.
Da Baboon immediately looked at Mo Laowu sympathetically and said, "So this matter fell on you?"
"Yes," Mo Laowu replied.
"Any clues?" Da Baboon said.
"I think … it's some kind of underwater creature. Of course, this is my personal opinion. There's no basis for it." Mo Laowu picked up the wine bottle and filled his glass.
Law listened, and a hint of surprise flashed through the depths of his eyes.
He couldn't help but think of the old turtle. Could the frequent tsunamis be caused by the old turtle?
However, he had clearly instructed that after the old turtle entered the sea, he should try his best not to show his face if there was nothing to do.
With the old turtle's racial talent, even if he stayed at the bottom of the sea for half a year, he wouldn't need to take a breath.
Every time his huge body appeared, it would naturally set off a tsunami-like movement.
Da Baboon and Mo Laowu chatted about this topic.
One was a phantom beast hunter, and the other was a sea hunter.
These two professions had something in common to some extent.
Exploring and discovering unknown new species was also one of their duties.
Law did not participate in the conversation. Instead, he chatted with Nakulu and Xiutuo.
Compared to Xiutuo's restraint, Nakulu was more relaxed.
After the meal, Law exchanged contact numbers with them.
Before leaving, Mo Laowu still said the same thing.
If you need help, just ask.
Law smiled and agreed, then saw them off.
He didn't expect that the implementation of the [Beach Plan] would attract Mo Laowu and the others, and then inexplicably make friends with them.
Mo Laowu was bold and unrestrained, very similar to Da Baboon.
Nakulu had a disgusting face and a straightforward personality. After chatting with him for a while, it could be seen that he was a person who liked to think about his friends. This was very similar to Law.
Therefore, Law liked Nakulu very much.
Xiutuo, on the other hand, was very reserved and spoke very little. He seemed exceptionally introverted and didn't fit in with Mo Laowu and the others.
In short, Law didn't hate these people and thought that they could make friends with them.
All the stations had been built and were in a constant state of operation.
In three months, the new hunter test was about to begin.
Law had already obtained his license and couldn't participate anymore, so he didn't pay attention to it.
Time passed.
In the blink of an eye, another two months passed.
Somewhere in the calm sea, a black figure was floating and sinking.
From afar, it seemed to be a person, but from a closer look, it was an unknown creature that was quite similar to a human.
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