hunt and eat

Chapter 2 Cocoa Hot Drink and Shield Crab Pot Rice

[Detection of host eating prey]

【System activation】

【Language acquisition in this world】

[The host can randomly obtain related attributes or skills by killing and eating prey]

[Eat the fruits of your own hunting, the taste is super doubled]

【Edible Galoska Snowy Owl】

[Acquire cold resistance LV1]

Wang Hao, who was sipping the blood of the vicious bird, was taken aback for a moment, only feeling his whole body warm up, and then he reacted.

This is Goldfinger accounted for.

Eating prey can gain attributes and abilities, and the taste can be doubled. It is simply tailor-made for yourself.

Wang Hao was moved and took another mouthful of bird blood.

"I said how to drink it, it has a fragrance of natural fruit juice."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he lay comfortably on the corpse of his prey.

With his head pillowed on the fluffy feathers on his back, Wang Hao felt a little emotional.

If he hadn't been trapped in a snowstorm right now, he might have to sing a poem.

But soon, looking at the corpse under him, he began to have difficulties.

Even though I know that even if I eat raw meat now, under the action of the system, the taste should not be much worse.

But after all, I am a person from a civilized society. I used to be an honorary member of the Gourmet Association. It is absolutely impossible to drink blood (drink blood to remove it, it is a last resort).

"But if you don't eat, will you starve to death?"

Holding his chin, Wang Hao fell into a deep entanglement.

Just as he was fighting between heaven and man, a golden ponytail suddenly hung down from the entrance of the cave not far away.

"???" Wang Hao didn't know, so he had to move away, tilting his neck and looking up.

I saw a girl about thirteen or fourteen years old, with her legs intertwined with the branches on the top, looking at herself upside down.

A pair of beautiful bright eyes blinked, as if they could speak.

"Guta, did you come here?"

……

In the warm room, Wang Hao, no, maybe it should be called Guta now.

After all, it is someone else's body that is being used, so just do as the Romans do.

The name of the previous life is enough to use the previous life.

"But having said that, Guta... this kid's name is so tough, it sounds like he'll be a macho when he grows up." Guta murmured softly.

"What are you mumbling about?"

The girl turned her head strangely, and handed Guta a hot drink by the way.

Guta looked into the cup calmly.

The fern-like herb was soaked in scalding hot water, and it was infected with a light tan color.

Taking a sip slightly, Guta's eyes narrowed into a line.

Delicious!

Although the tea is still a little hot, it will lose some points, but the strong coffee-like taste, combined with the fragrance of herbs, together create an incredible and wonderful taste of this cup of hot drink.

I am willing to give it a 9.5!
Unaware that Guta's past life food judge's old problem has happened again, the girl looked at his thin clothes and said in surprise: "Speaking of which, Guta, your physique seems to have become stronger. If you used to wear this suit when you go out , I’m afraid they will be frozen to death directly.”

It's dead!

Now it is the second generation of the ancient tower.

Guta sipped the hot drink while keeping silent.

Immediately afterwards, he tentatively wanted to ask something, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't speak them all at once.

What's the name of the girl in front of me?

"You...you are..." Guta was a little evasive.

The girl frowned, and said with some unhappiness: "Although we don't talk much, you won't even forget my name. I just remember your name, it's too cunning..."

"I'm Nia, your neighbor across the door"

"Oh, that's right~" Guta touched his head, and looked away guiltily, "I've been in the snow for too long, and my brain is freezing."

"Today is okay, it's not the coldest time"

Looking at the thin clothes that the girl had been wearing since they met him, Guta hesitated to speak.

"By the way, you wear this all the time, isn't it cold?"

God is so pitiful, even with the cold resistance, he still feels extremely cold at the temperature outside.

"Everyone is dressed like this. It's because of Guta's poor physique." Nia shook her head, even shaking the golden ponytail on the back of her head a few times.

"Actually, what the village chief said is right. With your current physique, it is too reluctant to venture to the mainland..." The girl hesitated and said, as if she was afraid of hurting the boy's self-esteem.

"Yesterday you said you were going to hunt snow lions. After you slipped out of the village at night, everyone came out to look for you." Nia patted her chest, then said fearfully, "Fortunately, you're fine."

The girl's concerned gaze made Guta lower his head unconsciously.

I'm sorry, the one here is no longer the boy from before.

Seeing that Guta seemed a little depressed, Nia thought about it, and suddenly clapped her hands, trying to divert the attention of the young man in front of her.

"The village chief made a cauldron of rice today, using the shield crabs caught at the seaside a few days ago. I remember Guta, you like shield crab meat the most, right?"

???

Guta's attention shifted instantly.

As a gourmet, he couldn't refuse this kind of food from another world that he had never tasted before.

"Where is where?"

Guta's head turned around, the frequency was so fast that double images appeared, and the great cause of "separate action" was realized in an instant.

Knocking on the boy's head angrily, Nia led him out understandingly.

Today's ancient pagoda is very strange, I have forgotten what my name is, so I am afraid that I have forgotten where the village chief's house is.

Most of the brain is really frozen.

I hope that the cauldron meal at the village head's house will make him better.

The girl thought naively.

Later in the day, Guta sat around with a dozen friends around him, eating happily with the rice bowl in his hand.

In the center of the crowd, a white-haired old woman was bending over, using a large spoon to stir a cauldron hanging above the pile of firewood.

Like a hungry ghost possessing his body, Guta gorged himself and licked up the half-basin-sized rice bowl in his hand in a short while.

Holding up the big bowl with a lot of enthusiasm, Guta held it up with both hands, and bowed respectfully to the village chief's mother-in-law.

With a laugh, the village chief's mother-in-law took out another large spoonful of rice soaked in soup with brown-red shield crab meat from the pot, and poured it into the big bowl of Guta.

There seems to be a little herbal medicine added to the soup, and the bits and pieces float on the rice, exuding a strange aroma.

Looking at the young man who quickly finished another bowl and continued to hand it over with an empty bowl, the village chief's mother-in-law was obviously very happy.

She smiled and said, "Guta, if you maintain this appetite, I can guarantee that you will pass the hunter selection in two years."

If it was the ancient pagoda, you must be so happy to hear this sentence.

But unfortunately, the one in front of you is the second generation.

Unmoved at all, Guta just pushed his own bowl again, puffed out his cheeks and looked at the village chief's mother-in-law.

"Grandma, have another bowl!"

……

(End of this chapter)