Secretary of the Devil's Castle

Although she is not a good-for-nothing whose self-care ability is equal to a negative number, she can't turn this fish into a delicious meal under such harsh conditions.

Being able to slice is already the limit.

This is probably the reason why a clever woman can't cook without rice!

But when it comes to slicing, it seems that the only way to eat it is sashimi.

With a blank face, Fatalia took out the stone knife, and then tried to scrape the scales of this black fish, but after looking for a long time, the fish seemed to have no scales.

Not only that, but there are no gills either.

It can be said that apart from the general appearance being somewhat similar to fish, this is another species entirely.

Its body is even close to cylindrical.

Covering the surface of this black fish's body is a layer of translucent film, the specific material is Fatalia can't tell, but it is very elastic.

After thinking about it for a moment, Fatalia decided to cut the film and peel it off.

After all, the knives are all in your hands, and the meaning is already there. It feels a little weird not to use your hands.

Thinking, she stabbed the black fish's belly with the knife, and when the blade touched the black fish, Fatalia felt a strange resistance, this resistance squeezed and repelled the blade, making it impossible for the stone knife to penetrate an inch .

Fatalia frowned slightly, and the strength in her hand increased a little, but the result was that the stone knife slid away and pierced the surrounding air.

"Ok?"

She let out a confused snort and tried again to stab the fish's belly, but got no different results.

After that, Fatalia tried many times to cut through the membrane on the surface of the black fish from different angles and positions, but all of them were perfectly bounced off by the weird membrane.

Fatalia silently clenched her fists.

She is a dignified traveler who is about to accomplish great things, but she can't handle a fish? !Or a dead fish? ! !

Fatalia raised her brows, held the dagger instead, and no longer looked for an angle, she directly stabbed at the fish with all her strength—she didn't care if the fish was damaged or not, anyway, she had to remove the membrane today. Torn!

Then the tip of the knife flicked on the fish, drew a graceful arc, and stuck on the ground beside it-should it be said that the stone knife was not damaged?

Fatalia felt that her blood pressure had already risen. She grabbed the fish, wiped the dirty place slightly, and then directly bit the belly of the fish with her mouth, and then sharpened it with her teeth. .

Strange to say, this fish—well, this thing is not a fish, so there is nothing fishy and nothing wrong.

All in all, I don't know if it's because the stone knife is not sharp enough, or because Fatalia's teeth are really good, the strange elastic film on the surface of this fish has finally been torn open, and there is a sweet smell. The cold liquid poured into her mouth.

"Well?!"

Fatalia was startled, and then subconsciously wanted to spit out the liquid poured into her mouth, but before she could make a move, she forcibly held back.

After all, this is precious food, even if it is poisonous, you have to eat it resignedly, maybe dying from poisoning is more comfortable than dying from starvation.

After making up her mind, Fatalia held the black fish and drank it in big gulps. A little black liquid dripped down the corner of her mouth, leaving a dark trail on her fair neck.

After she swallowed the black unknown liquid, the black fish had turned white and had lost a lot of weight. Only at this time did its full appearance really appear.

The plump body appears watery, with short gastropods, and one of the four pairs of eyes is larger, while the other smaller ones are fanned out around it.

A big snow-white meat worm.

Seeing this scene, Fatalia's face became a little weird, and she felt a little nauseous now.

What did she just drink?

The secretion of this meat worm?

After this terrifying thought flashed in her mind, Fatalia almost felt like she was going to vomit, but before this feeling transformed into physical activity, she hurriedly recalled some survival programs in the wilderness she watched in her previous life, and hypnotized herself repeatedly.

Seven times more protein than beef... seven times more protein than beef...

After repeating it for a long time, Fatalia swallowed her saliva again, and looked at the big meat worm that was once thought to be a fish with a little appetite. Although she didn't know what this worm was, but She can be sure it's a good thing.

Because she just drank the black liquid just now, she saw that the weak state on the system panel disappeared.

Looks like this stuff is a big plus.

Swallowing her saliva with difficulty, Fatalia reached out her hand again to touch the big meat worm. She tore a hole out of the film on the surface of the worm, and then pulled the worm itself out of the hole.

Feeling the greasy touch in her hand, Fatalia felt that her goosebumps were about to come out, but it would be too wasteful not to eat, so she simply closed her eyes and bit it hard.

Then, as expected from the appearance of the bug, it exploded.

Milky white viscous liquid poured out from the place where Fatalia bit it off. She didn't even have time to swallow it. She could only let the liquid stick to her face and body. Seeing that she couldn't solve it without taking a bath .

But... this thing also tastes surprisingly good.

Sour and sweet.

Trance Fatalia【&

After drinking all the liquid, there was nothing left of the worm, except for an egg or cocoon-like thing lying in it. Fatalia hesitated for a moment, but she still didn't eat it too cleanly.

She was a little worried that there were still several layers wrapped in this thing, and it would be a lot of fun if she didn't die after eating it.

So, Fatalia threw out the cocoon-like thing together with the two outer layers of skin.

Immediately afterwards, she looked at the sticky patch on her body and felt a little worried.

If you don't deal with it, it is obviously impossible to sleep peacefully.

She looked up again at the sun that was gradually setting to the west. After a moment of hesitation, she still chose to climb down the boulder, intending to go to the river before to take a bath.

If the footsteps are fast, there is still time to come back before the sun goes down.

Chapter 3 erinia

Half of the sun had sunk below the horizon, and the remaining sunlight dyed half of the sky blood red, while the remaining half of the sky turned from red to black.

At this time the moon has come out, a silvery white moon hangs in the sky, and beside the moon is a small moon that is only one-tenth the size of the moon.

According to the memories left by Fatalia's previous life, this is a unique dual-moon system in this world. The larger one is called the holy moon, and the smaller one is called the shadow moon. It seems to be the manifestation of the power of the goddess of the night.

But she didn't know more specifically.

It would be better to say that Talia was very surprised that she knew this stuff.

Although this knowledge can't help her anything now.

The appearance of the double moon and the setting of the sun in the west herald the coming night, and for the great wilderness, the night means a dangerous hunting time.

Hunters who don't like the hot environment during the day will get enough nutrition to support their survival in the night stage, and the cruel law of survival of the jungle is also reflected here.

Fatalia, who is at the bottom of the food chain, has a high number of B in her ability and positioning. It is okay to fight a few little erinia, but it will be a lot of fun if she is targeted by wolves.

So, she patted the two black fishes on her back - perhaps it should be said that they were worms, and then walked faster.

It was much cooler now, and she had to get to the boulder as soon as possible before the sun completely set.

At this moment, Fatalia narrowed her eyes, because she saw a few weird lodgings in the grass not far away.

There is something there.

Fatalia took out the stone knife from her back, and her spirit was completely tense.

what is itSteppenwolf?Little erotic?Or ghost ape?

The several creatures that are theoretically possible and most likely to appear on the Great Wasteland flashed through her mind, and Fatalia became a little annoyed.

Tsk, you really shouldn't be greedy, just leave after washing your body, what fish are you catching!

"Dream bug! Woman! Eat!"

Jumping out of the grass was a thin, crimson creature with sparse hair, dark yellow eyes occupying a quarter of the entire face, no nose, and a strange creature with long and sharp pointed ears.

This creature only had a piece of rag around its crotch, and was even half a head shorter than the child-like Fatalia. It held a bone stick in its hand and screamed at Fatalia. .

But when this kind of danger came, Fatalia felt that she was extremely calm. She stretched out her hand to block it, and the bone rod hit her arm in advance, which was painful, but also because of this, the bone rod did not cause enough damage. .

Immediately afterwards, the stone knife in Fatalia's hand pierced the huge eyes of the creature in front of him, and before it even had time to snort, it was pierced into the brain by the stone knife, and died instantly.

To be on the safe side, Fatalia carefully stirred it's brain with a stone knife again, to make sure it walked away with peace of mind and died swiftly.

Pulling out the stone knife, Fatalia flicked it casually, and most of the brain, blood, and tissue fluid stuck to the stone knife was thrown off.

She tilted her head and looked at the remaining creatures that were clearly flustered.

The little erinia, a low-level demon, has simple intelligence and language ability, lives in groups, has a timid and violent temperament, likes sadism, and has a strong reproductive ability. In the wilderness, it can be regarded as the most common and the lowest hunter. Individual strength is weak, You can only win by numbers, and...

Extreme desire for women.

The females who fall into their hands almost only end up being reduced to reproductive machines and then tortured to death.

Well, it's almost like a replica of Goblin.

She can't lose.

Fatalia thought so, squinting her eyes slightly to observe the remaining little erinia.

There are three... no, four, only one has a weapon in his hand and should be able to do it.

While Fatalia was observing these little erinyes, these little erinyes were also observing Fatalia.

Their eyes wandered over Fatalia's face and body with greed and desire, and looked at the stone knife and the corpse of the compatriot on the ground with a little fear.

Finally, desire overwhelmed fear, they screamed and rushed towards Fatalia together.

Fatalia snorted coldly, instead of retreating, she rushed forward and kicked the leading little erinia in the stomach, and it was kicked to the ground immediately, but Fatalia hadn't had time After making up the knife, another little erinyao waved the bone stick in her hand and hit her right arm.

Suddenly there was a great pain, and the stone knife she was holding in her right hand fell off. Seeing this, Fatalia hurriedly picked up the little erinyah that was kicked over by her before it had time to swing the second blow. Then she hammered hard to make it's head explode, and then she hit the little erinia on the ground again, so that the latter's head was sunken, and it seemed impossible to survive.

At this time, a little erinia came around Fatalia's back, and the wooden stick in his hand was pulled towards Fatalia's back forcefully.

Fatalia suddenly staggered and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, the little Eriny hit the worm on her back, and the elastic body of the worm greatly slowed down Fatalia's impact. s damage.

Fatalia was very moved by this, and then retaliated with a stick to the little erinia, hitting it directly in the stomach, causing it to fly upside down.

The last little erinia also screamed and stabbed at Fatalia with a stone spear in hand.

Seeing this, she quickly avoided it, but her thigh was still scratched, and then Fatalia hit the little erinoush's chin with a stick from bottom to top, knocking it to the ground, and then caught up with it in a few steps, and then It was smashed in the head with a stick.

ended.

Panting heavily, Fatalia dropped the bone stick in her hand, and was about to wipe the sweat from her forehead when she saw the blood and brains splashed on her hand when she killed the first erinia. lag.

So she wiped her hands carefully with the rag wrapped around the little erinia, then picked up the stone spear and her own stone knife and wiped them too.

Then he looked at the stone spear in his hand and the wooden stick thrown on the ground beside him and fell into deep thought.

A straight wooden stick of this length can't be found in ordinary bushes. Is there anything like a jungle nearby?

Shaking her head, Fatalia put the stone knife on her back and planned to leave with a spear in her hand.

But the sound from behind caught her attention, and she turned her head to see that the little erinia, who was hit by her with a wooden stick, got up at some point clutching her stomach, and was trying to escape secretly.

The little erinia had also noticed that Fatalia had noticed his actions, so it let out a panicked scream, fell to the ground, and desperately backed away, trying to stay away from Fatalia.

Seeing this, Fatalia raised her spear and walked towards the little erinia.

The little erinyah watched Fatalia approaching gradually, a lot of tears poured out of its cloudy dark yellow eyes, it repeatedly waved its hands and shook its head, begging Fatalia not to come over, and shouted unintelligible words.

But when it saw Fatalia holding the spear, without any hesitation, it could only let out a desperate scream, turned around and crawled to escape.

Seeing the pitiful appearance of the little erinmo, Fatalia felt nothing at all.

Erinites live in groups. The usual tribes of erinias range from ten to twenty individuals. There are also very large settlements and small tribes with only a few individuals.

But Fatalia didn't intend to bet on whether this little erinia belonged to a small tribe. She only knew that if this little erinia came from a big tribe, then when it brought dozens of little erinias, it might even be a large tribe. By the time Eriny came to her, it was too late to talk about regrets.

So, it has to die here.

Fatalia took a few quick steps to catch up with the little erinia, and then directly stabbed it into its back with a spear in its hand and nailed it to the ground.

The little erinyao could only let out a shrill scream, and did not move after a few wailings.

Seeing this, Fatalia twisted the spear a few times to pull it out, then stabbed it hard into its head and stirred it a few times before pulling it out again.

Then, she performed the same head-piercing operation on the corpses of the other little erinia.

To ensure that they walk peacefully and die thoroughly.

If it weren't for the poor tools at hand, she would have to find a way to remove the heads of these little erinyes.