Dragon Clan: Little Dragon Man Changes Job to Food Hunter

Chapter 83: Capturing Fried Tumbleweeds

Lu Mingfei felt that his CPU was about to burn out.

The same was true of Lu Zao, who had just walked to his own territory after drinking his morning wine.

"Fried food tumbleweed?"

Lu Zao was surprised: "Is the capture level of this thing very high? You two can't catch it even if you work together?"

Lu Mingfei raised his hand weakly: "Brother Zao, judging from the force of the blow to my face, the capture level of this thing is at most 2."

That is to say, if an ordinary little dragon comes and is hit, he may be dizzy, but a gourmet hunter who has undergone training and actual operation should not be dizzy.

Lu Zao became interested: "Can you be helpless even if you capture a level 2 thing?"

Although his team could not compare with Alu and his team in terms of the speed of improving strength, they could still capture and kill any group of beasts above level 10 through teamwork.

Although it is impossible to compare with the truly top teams, it is already a very high-quality team in the entire food world.

Lu Zao asked: "So this is a special ingredient?"

Chu Zihang nodded: "It seems to be confirmed now, and it seems to be related to the word spirit of Jian Yu. The dagger thrown by Lu Mingfei almost hit me."

Lu Mingfei quickly clarified: "I guarantee that there was absolutely no problem when I threw it out. My hands didn't shake and my eyes didn't blur."

Lu Zao thought for a moment: "It has something to do with Jian Yu, and you can't touch him."

Could it be that this fried tumbleweed also has a certain degree of dragon blood sensitivity?

"Old Chu, put your weapons aside. If there are any metal items on your clothes, just take them off. Try to approach the tumbleweeds the same way you captured the puffer whale."

Lu Zao said, "These creatures won't leave even when you're around. This means they can't bear to part with the delicious food and energy here, and they appreciate the overall environment."

Chu Zihang frowned: "The way to capture puffer whales."

He seemed to understand what Lu Zao meant.

Chu Zihang carefully checked his body, and after making sure that there were no metal products, he concealed his breath and moved towards the nearest tumbleweed like a ghost without touching the ground.

When the distance was only half a step, the explosive tumbleweed still did not react at all, and Lu Mingfei and Caesar next to it did not even dare to breathe.

"That should be it."

Chu Zihang moved as fast as lightning and grabbed the tumbleweed and pulled it up. The aroma, like freshly fried food, became stronger and stronger as the tumbleweed struggled.

Caesar was a little surprised: "They are still struggling. They look like a group of snakes with some special shapes."

"By the way, this thing can actually sense dragon blood, and it's a sense that's like the mutual repulsion of magnets. This kind of illogical ingredient is really special."

Lu Mingfei asked: "So where is the power core? Is there a hamburger or hot dog inside that serves as the core?"

Chu Zihang pressed the tumbleweed to the ground: "Caesar, do it."

Caesar came over with Dick Tudo in his hand: "Just chop it, how does it feel?"

Chu Zihang said: "It doesn't feel like the kind of fried food that is fried to perfection. In other words, it's not cooked well. Use more force."

Caesar slashed down with his sword, and when it was about to penetrate the core, there was a "clang" sound, and the recoil force made Caesar unable to help but take a step back.

"You didn't tell me there was metal in this."

Chu Zihang started to dismantle the outer layer of fried food, and adhering to the principle of not wasting the food, he handed the unpacked food to Lu Zao next to him. "Now I know."

Caesar almost invited Chu Zihang to train.

The core is a piece of metal whose composition is unknown, and there are still some fragments of fried food shells remaining on the black surface.

The four of them just squatted on the ground and looked at the piece of metal, feeling like little kids watching ants moving their house.

Caesar asked the key question: "So what is this and can it be eaten?"

Lu Mingfei stretched out his hand and pressed it: "It doesn't look like the alloy rice cake that Zao Ge took out, so this thing is really a real metal mineral?"

Lu Zao scratched his hair and said, "It doesn't look like ingredients like rice cake stone and Melk star. Did the random draw this time draw forging materials?"

Chu Zihang frowned: "At present, we can confirm that this thing is related to Jian Yu's word spirit, and it rejects hybrids. That's why Caesar and I failed to capture it at the beginning. It should be because of the metal."

"Apart from the conventional judgment of whether it is poisonous or not, this metal seems to have properties similar to Dragon Ball Radar."

"With the help of the anti-logic of this piece of metal, we can find the hybrids by searching in the opposite direction, or the dragon-blooded creatures that my mentor mentioned to me."

Lu Zao recalled the word spirit of Jian Yu.

Well, I don't have much impression. At least the mixed-bloods with low bloodline class can't do anything special. They can't do things like flying a sword to kill people.

In this regard, we can only thank the development and achievements of modern technology in weapons, otherwise the upper limit of the development of this word spirit in the hands of hybrids would be too low.

"Wait a minute, you just said this thing is not cooked, right?"

Lu Zao grabbed a French fry and stuffed it into his mouth without caring whether it was poisonous or not, and then his eyes lit up.

"Sure enough, it's half-cooked and has a strange smell of dragon blood. I found a way to deal with this special poisonous ingredient."

"Old Chu, now it's your turn as a science student to perform."

Chu Zihang:
"I know what you're thinking, but are you sure it's okay to do this? There are only ten tumbleweeds in the base at most."

"This is even more limited than when we were trying to deal with puffer whales, not to mention that we don't even know the correct way to cook fried tumbleweeds."

Caesar, the number one bad student, was furious: "No, can you two stop talking nonsense and say something that Lu Mingfei and I can understand!"

The second poor student, Lu Mingfei, nodded repeatedly.

"Brother Zao, Senior Brother, can you explain it in human language? What you just said sounded like a master's witty remarks after drawing divination sticks."

That’s about it, you two Riddlers!

Chu Zihang explained: "We are talking about the cultivation method of tumbleweeds. According to the components of this thing, the method of cultivating it is actually no different from the cooking method."

"The Word Spirit Sword Control, whose serial number is unknown on the periodic table, essentially operates by magnetizing metal objects within the field and controlling them with the mind. The upper limit of its power depends on itself."

"Assuming that this tumbleweed has similarities with the Sword Spirit, and is both a plant and an ingredient, Lao Lu and I are considering using a method that enhances the magnetic field to try to cultivate and cook it."

Caesar humbly asked for advice: "I can probably understand a little bit, and from your conversation, that method of cultivation and cooking might waste ingredients?"

Lu Zao nodded: "I'm not sure the cooking method is like this, but that method is actually very simple and crude."

"Put on a series of devices that can amplify the magnetic field, and then discharge it."

(End of this chapter)