Dragon Clan: Little Dragon Man Changes Job to Food Hunter

Chapter 21 Eastern Metaphorical Painting

"Come, have a cup of coffee before you go in."

Lu Zao took out a thermos: "One cup is enough, don't drink too much, otherwise you will probably not be able to sleep at night."

Lu Mingfei was curious: "Is this what we ground from the coffee beans we got?"

It really looks beautiful. If places with beautiful scenery have lakes that look like sapphires, then what is in the cup now is a flawless ruby.

With a gentle blow, the rippled surface seemed to have been unsealed by the wind, and a more intense and wonderful fragrance flowed out.

Lu Zao nodded: "Yes, I brought the extra parts back for future use."

Lu Mingfei took it with both hands: "Well, what is the effect of this cup of coffee?"

"I don't know. Why don't you check on the spot what the effects of coffee are."

While Lu Mingfei was still thinking, the honest man Chu Zihang next to him had already swallowed it.

Ever since awakening his Word Spirit, Chu Zihang discovered that he had extremely strong resistance to high temperatures.

Even if he goes to those hot cities, he would probably be the kind of person who wouldn't use air conditioning in the hot summer.

After drinking the coffee, Chu Zihang suddenly felt that the whole world became clear. After igniting his golden eyes, he could even see the faint red "gas" in the air.

His intuition told him that there was nothing wrong with his eyes, because he was very familiar with the gases that faintly carried a burning property.

Fire element.

"In addition to the regular energy boost, there's also a mental boost that seems to have helped me develop a strange vision."

Chu Zihang moved his fingers: "I seem to be able to see the flame itself. If I maintain this state and use the Word Spirit, the attack range of the flame should be greatly improved."

Being visible and invisible are two completely different things. In this state, Chu Zihang is fully confident that he can make those fire elements burn. It is as simple as doing a connect-the-dots puzzle.

If Chu Zihang hadn't known that his painting skills were limited to the realistic level, he could have even burned a fire dragon directly on the premise of being able to see the distribution of elements clearly.

Lu Mingfei also blinked after drinking it.

Compared to Chu Zihang, he can see more.

Or to put it in pure oriental terms, Lu Mingfei could see the elemental composition of this world, as if everything had turned into pure elements.

Earth, water, fire and wind, the vision of four types of elements is fully expanded at once.

Lu Mingfei clicked his tongue and thought that if Brother Zao was not really not a little dragon man, if there was a word spirit like the one in the Dustless Land, the effect after releasing it would definitely be no different from the Barrier Fruit.

"This way, if there are any traps, we should be able to see them clearly and avoid them in advance."

Lu Zao said, "I will be the last one to leave, while Lao Chu will go first. If there are any traps that only dragons can pass through, it will be convenient for us to prepare in advance."

Chu Zihang drew his sword from its sheath: "Don't worry."

If there is one, I will burn it to ashes with one knife.

Among the list of items that might be dug out by the excavator at the construction site, most of them might actually be provided with food and lodging in advance in this lifetime.

But it’s different for burials, because the foreman will most likely tell you not to tell anyone and that we can settle the money privately. If the coffin lid is made of good wood, find someone to take it away first.

Lu Mingfei kept his golden eyes on his surroundings, but his long-term habit made him unable to help but let his imagination run wild.

In his previous life, he had never paid much attention to the dragon society in his country. Besides the holidays, he would return to his country either to slay dragons or to escape for his life. He had no time to deal with the local hybrids.

He only remembered that the college's executive department seemed to have a holographic model of the Earth, and every night three professors were there to handle the affairs of the hybrids in various parts of the Earth. This included but was not limited to fighting with local gangs and warlords, applying to the school for remote support of weapons of mass destruction, etc., and also notifying the logistics department to intervene after fierce exchanges of fire and the use of words.

If they didn't come, and the people on the construction site had the guts to divide up the things in the tomb, it would most likely be like what is described in folk supernatural stories, and the money they got would basically be money to buy their lives.

"stop."

Chu Zihang raised his left hand holding the scabbard.

"I can vaguely sense something wrong. It should be the dragon blood induction. There is a mechanism ahead."

Chu Zihang looked at the end of the tunnel and said, "It's a painting. The style is very normal traditional oriental style. There are a few places that don't match."

Lu Zao looked over and saw a man with disheveled long hair sitting on the clouds, handing out black pills from a jar in his arms.

In front of the man, the black balls create a feeling of falling downwards in the picture, as if a young man who knows nothing about farming is throwing seeds at random. The main point is that just throw it.

Below the falling black ball are men and women of all kinds, among whom you can even see a monkey sitting on the back of a tiger. It is obvious at a glance that this is a team with both literary and military skills.

Lu Zao thought for a moment, "I can probably understand a little bit. Are the inharmonious parts you mentioned these little black things?"

Chu Zihang nodded: "It's a very standard metaphorical painting. According to normal records, this is most likely some kind of panacea, or an immortal descending to earth to save people from suffering."

"But in fact, this man in the cloud should be a hybrid. The black pill in his hand is either the relevant information of hybrids, or some finished product that can have an effect on ordinary people and animals."

Lu Mingfei was puzzled: "There are too many black balls. Is the mixed-blood buried here some wealthy man?"

If this happened next door, it would basically be equivalent to the ghost gang giving away evolution medicine for free on the street, and they would give it away at the standard of one box per person.

I don't know if you will die from drinking this, so I just ask you whether you gave it to me or not!

“That’s where the disharmony lies.”

Chu Zihang said: "Pay attention, some of the meatballs are a little too big."

Lu Mingfei habitually started to talk nonsense: "Is it the kind that can be connected to form a Big Dipper diagram, like the Big Dipper formation commonly seen in martial arts novels."

Having said that, Lu Mingfei naturally understood that those larger balls were definitely the mechanism buttons hidden in the painting.

To put it in an exaggerated way, the entire painting is arranged in this way probably to hide a mechanism, and the dumplings were made just for this dish of vinegar.

Chu Zihang thought for a moment and found that he had no knowledge of traditional literature in this area.

Needless to say, Lao Lu was an alien species. As far as he could remember, Lu Mingfei seemed to be a poor student before he met Lao Lu.

As expected, I still lack the knowledge accumulation of relevant systems. I hope there are some good things in this tomb.

"The only option is to break through with force. Lu Mingfei, remember to activate the time zero realm to give us enough time to react."

Lu Zao stepped forward and said, "I'll destroy it. Old Chu, be careful of the danger inside the door."

Lu Mingfei:? ? ?

"No, how come the two brothers decided to fight after just a few words!"

Lu Zao turned around and said, "What else? Can you solve this mechanism?"

Lu Mingfei nodded decisively: "Don't worry, Brother Zao, I am your most loyal assistant!"

It was a pity that he didn't think of asking the little devil for the Word Spirit Key at that time. If he had it, with his bloodline, he could open all doors in the conceptual sense.

(End of this chapter)