Monster Dismantling Company

"I know," Li Lin nodded. "After all, we still have to do business."

This year has indeed been unlucky for Fire Raven Company. Since the first seven monsters to visit didn't land in Ningzhou, a popular location, their company hasn't opened for business yet.

The monster dismantling business is a privilege in itself. Each company must pay a hefty annual fee to retain its license, or it will be revoked. At that point, the dismantling company will have to dismantle itself first.

He had thought that participating in the dismantling of Monster Number 9, [Taba], would bring him a good year, and that both the company and he himself would be well-off. But now it seems the situation is rather dire.

If [Taba] were to explode here like a mountain of shit, turning the entire Ningzhou into a biohazardous wasteland filled with miasma, their company would probably go bankrupt just like Ningzhou.

Moreover, allowing a city to be abandoned under one's watch would be a huge loss to the company's reputation. Not just Fire Raven, but all the monster dismantling companies in Ningzhou would probably go bankrupt because of this, and they would all be doomed.

"So, listen to me." Li Lin looked at the monster. "Let me have a taste and analyze it."

"Where would you like to eat?" Chef Wang knew their work process by heart. Li Lin could handle these questions today.

"This slag won't do; we need fresher parts. Let me take a look..."

His gaze searched over Taba. His instincts led him to shun corruption and seek out something fresher.

He looked up and said, "It seems like fish liver would taste better. Let's take it out, add some salt, and grill it. But there's no time to gut the liver now. How about this, a piece of fish belly will do, it'll have to do. It should be a good mix of lean and fat. In short, the tastier the better."

It tastes good, that's important.

The characteristics of dragon and human intertwine within him; this is a dialogue between himself and himself. The desires revealed through his malevolent aura are the dragon's demands. The dragon remains silent, only allowing its desires to sprout. These desires are not easily satisfied, but when they are, they always bring good results.

Therefore, this meat cannot be compromised; his senses must be pleased. The dragon within him needs to be properly nourished to function. If it is unpalatable, or even inedible, his body and mind will reject it, rendering it ineffective. Ultimately, he is already very diligent as a human; his dragon-like nature is even lazier than a human.

Li Lin has faced this problem for a long time. When he was a child, he didn't have the same level of control over his strength as he does now.

When he was a child, he couldn't really analyze things. Even the finest ingredients, like the leg meat of the [Haibeisi], the fruit of the [Morandi], and the bird's nest of the [Haiyan], might not taste as good to him as pork floss rice or seaweed. Give him a bottle of soda and he'd be happy all day.

Back then, he could only analyze some inexplicable things: for example, he could figure out the recipe for Coca-Cola in one go and even tell whether it was made with corn syrup or cane sugar. He liked cane sugar and hated sugar-free Coca-Cola; for example, when he went to McDonald's, he would always order Filet-O-Fish because it was the most expensive.

Now that he's reached his age, and has tasted everything he could possibly want, his palate has gradually moved beyond simply experiencing the immediate impact of flavor. He's begun to discover how delicious monsters are, and he's started to pay attention to the spiritual meaning behind food. Only then did he truly understand, and his judgment of monsters gradually became clearer.

For example, right now, he can predict whether this monster needs to be dealt with urgently to prevent it from turning the entire Ningzhou into a desolate wasteland—of course, his aversion to sugar-free cola remains unchanged, because it's not fun at all.

"Let's get to work! Everyone, get moving!" Master Wang called out to everyone at Fire Crow Company to start work immediately.

Get Li Lin to eat the fish belly meat as soon as possible, roast it until it's crispy and golden brown on both sides, and then feed it to him. That way, he'll be able to make the most accurate judgment about the situation.

The dismantling work immediately commenced.

"Shall we do it, you or me?" Li Lin asked, looking at Master Wang. Although he was unarmed, his gloved hands were a scalpel better than any blade.

"I'll do it. Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?" Carrying his tools, Master Wang went upstairs.

He slowly approached, wielding a four-meter-long terracotta spear—four meters ensured safety to a minimum, but it was still close-range thrusting, unaffected by the supernatural mirage. Against flesh, the sharp terracotta spear could pierce the tough skin of heavily armored monsters, and dealing with the thin-skinned [Taba] would be a piece of cake.

After all, without the shielding of the mirage, [Taba]'s skin strength isn't much higher than that of a whale.

With just a light scratch, the outer skin of the Taba is cut open like the skin of a grape, revealing the underlying gelatinous inner skin and the beginnings of the thicker layers of fat.

The skin wasn't thick at all, completely disproportionate to its massive body weighing 100,000 tons. If it were scaled down to the size of fish skin, such a cut wouldn't even be able to penetrate the surface, let alone reach the fat. All of this was clearly supported by the mirage energy—after all, without the supernatural mirage energy at work, such a gigantic monster simply couldn't have been born.

However, this does further increase the meat yield of Taba. Judging from the thickness of the skin, more than 90,000 tons out of 100,000 tons will be edible.

However, too much meat is not a good thing. Master Wang, who was at the very front, was somewhat alarmed by this.

He pulled out the spear that had made the first cut, signaling the others to work normally. They used a pulley system to pull apart the skin flaps on both sides, widening the incision, cutting open the capsule of the adipose tissue, and then inserted the suction tube of the pump truck to extract the fat, continuing to expand the working area inward—that is, to suck out the fat in an area so that the subsequent cutting of the muscle could proceed smoothly.

This is the preliminary process for decomposing the work.

The fish belly that Li Lin wanted to eat was located inside the fat layer; it wouldn't be long before he could dig it out.

After finishing the arrangements, Master Wang returned to Li Lin's side, who was chatting on his phone with someone from the school. Although concealing his identity was a bit troublesome, Li Lin had always been in school, which was also his father's arrangement.

Noticing that Master Wang had returned, Li Lin put down his phone: "What's wrong? Something seems off?"

"The skin is too thin... even thinner than I thought."

"That's great! We'll be able to enjoy the fish belly soon."

Master Wang shook his head: "This is so thin it reminds me of that guy in Anzhou back then... that guy who blew the whole city into a miasma wasteland."

After all, this is a catfish, and a catfish's skin is naturally thinner than an animal's hide.

This also suggests that the flesh of the Taba is probably loose like that of a catfish, which would further accelerate the formation of mirages.

This means they need to speed things up even further.

Suddenly, he noticed someone approaching—Lin Zhifang, a trainee detective from the Ningzhou Public Security Bureau, was speeding towards them alone in a police car. Lin Zhifang arrived aggressively, seemingly there to confront them about their unauthorized actions. Clearly, someone had reported them. And the person who reported them was most likely from another company nearby.