Dragon Clan: Little Dragon Man Changes Job to Food Hunter

Chapter 224 Bear, cassock, artificial leather
"Physical recovery means that you need to take in nutrients?"

Caesar took a look at the alchemical white bear whose breathing was gradually recovering, and suddenly felt that this thing could eat the polar bear even in a weak state.

Using the food they brought was a bit of a luxury, but regular food could not restore the polar bear's strength in a short period of time.

Caesar stretched out his arm, held the hunting knife in his right hand and cut a wound on his arm. The blood beads carried by the breeze gradually turned into blood mist under the movement of air flow, and merged into the body of the Alchemical White Bear with the breathing of the other party.

"Thank you Melk."

Caesar shook his hand with satisfaction, and the wound caused by the hunting knife healed quickly.

If their weapons had not been carefully forged by Melk, Dicktudo's previous weapons would not have been able to cut his skin at all.

"Roar!"

The alchemical white bear stood up, its scarlet eyes and mouth full of saliva indicating that its appetite for Caesar had reached its peak.

Caesar was in a delicate mood.

This... seems like something is not right.

Has he seen this white bear before?
Or was this guy frozen in ice by Percy or someone in his family?
In addition to "this polar bear is the right food for me", he can also feel that the polar bear's emotions towards him are very direct, in the sense that it wants to beat him into a paste and then chew him carefully.

A certain feeling coming from the gourmet cells reminded Caesar to be careful, because to this alchemical white bear, he seemed to be a suitable ingredient for the other party!
"If I hadn't learned the virtue of eating, something unexpected would have happened if I was accidentally hurt by you."

Caesar knew why the gourmet cells gave the warning.

I am a suitable food for this polar bear, which means that as long as I am injured and bleeding, I will be eaten by the bear. The gap in strength between the enemy and me is likely to narrow rapidly.

Just like the half-blood ancestors who once relied on cold weapons to fight dragons, when they cut wounds on the bodies of giant dragons and bathed in dragon blood, although there might be a risk of directly becoming Deadpool, their strength would definitely increase.

The white bear roared once more, and complex alchemical patterns began to appear on its flawless fur.

The golden glow extends downward from the head, just like the protagonist in an animation preparing to use a big move to transform.

An inexplicable wave spread out from the white bear's body, and Caesar instantly felt that the dragon blood in his body was suppressed to some extent.

Yan Ling·Discipline?
Caesar understood: "No, it's the alchemical lines on the bear's skin that are working, not the power of the white bear itself."

In other words, the fur of this thing is a natural alchemical equipment. We just need to find a way to compress it so that we can put it on the battlefield. Moreover, the defensive power of the bear skin itself is also good enough!
Great, it seems I need to change my cooking method.

Caesar changed the way he held the hunting knife, and air currents and electric lights that almost condensed into substance flowed throughout his body.

Food Skill: Thousand Layer Slash!
Hundreds of electric lights and sword beams exploded and shuttled at the same time. The white bear that had just regained its vitality immediately fell to the ground. The interval between rebirth and death was so short that it could be applied for a world record.

The psychopaths in the equipment department who were watching from a distance widened their eyes.

There was a heavy sound when the white bear's huge body fell to the ground, and the recoil force from the ground caused its white fur to fly up, and finally, with the help of the wind, it was folded neatly and fell into Caesar's hands.

Without the barrier of fur, the smell of bear meat exposed made Caesar drool.

The original texture of the meat even has a very strange spicy aroma. It is not the feeling of sprinkling seasoning on raw meat, but the special taste of the ingredient itself.

Caesar estimated that if the spicy taste came from the blood of the alchemical white bear, then considering the salt and fragrance in the blood, it would be a great eating experience without any seasoning. However, considering the growth factors of this kind of bear, Caesar thought it would be better to be safe.

At least we need to check whether there are any artificial alchemical toxins in the flesh and internal organs that may cause problems if eaten.

And there is this.

Caesar took a look at the "bearskin coat" in his hand. The weight of this thing might be a bit heavy for an ordinary half-blood. It was more like a tent than a coat.

The golden alchemical lines on it seemed to have solidified, and Caesar could even feel a desire from the bear skin, a desire to fill it with his appetite energy.

“Is this still for charging?”

Caesar scratched his head, then decisively threw his brain to the ground, holding a hunting knife in one hand and a bear skin in the other, ready to carry it to Old Lu to see. If he had no ideas, he could also call Old Tang, the alchemy giant who was the King of Bronze and Fire, to come over.

Gulveig showed up: "Caesar, there's something wrong with this bear."

"According to some of the things Pompey secretly told me before, this bear might be a derivative of a previous project of the family."

Caesar was stunned: "The family actually has the technology to refine this kind of thing?"

From the Bronze City Operation, he felt that his family knew too much, but he didn't expect that this thing far away in the Arctic region could be related.

Gullveig pondered and said that he could not remember some things clearly, but he was sure that the Arctic did hide many secrets.

Caesar clicked his tongue and frowned.

The ultimate word spirit of bronze and fire seems to be Zhulong. Can Chu Zihang rub a Zhulong with his hands to cook Beiji? Anyway, after learning the meaning of food, consumption is not a problem.

"So this is what I thought, what do you guys think?"

When Caesar expressed his thoughts, both Lu Zao, who was observing the bear skin, and Angers, who was holding a white board and preparing to draw the Thirteen Yao, were shocked.

They all thought they were dark and crazy enough, but they didn't expect that Caesar was the one hiding the deepest!

Lu Mingfei said weakly: "Well, Boss, let me remind you, even if you can really use the ultimate spiritual power like Zhulong, have you considered the consequences of using it?"

This isn’t some world of hydrogen people where a few million pounds can break the limitations of space!

Lu Zao agreed with Xiaolu's statement that the movement of planets has its own laws and qualities, which means that kinetic energy is immeasurable.

If the Arctic glacier were to burn, it would seem that even a single punch of Haohan's anesthetic might not be enough to suppress the horrific natural disaster that would follow. He was not yet a world-class powerhouse like Erlang.

Ange pushed Mahjong down: "Gentlemen, I think we can change our thinking. Anyway, I think even the psychopaths in the Equipment Department will not agree with your plan."

Chu Zihang reminded: "If you do this, many people will lose their mothers. We are temporarily unable to resist the power of natural disasters."

Caesar calmed down instantly: "I see, so why don't we take a look at this bear skin?"

(End of this chapter)