I am the Executioner Dragon, but a cute mod

Shia's technique was very skilled, ensuring that the rabbit meat was heated evenly. Before long, oil began to appear on the surface of the rabbit, shimmering with a golden color in the sun.

Jackson wasn't just watching the roasted rabbit; he was also watching Shia's focused expression, the beads of sweat on her cheeks from the sun, and the little gestures of swallowing her saliva from time to time because of the aroma of the meat.

In no time, the rabbit was roasted. Shia brought the golden-brown rabbit to Jackson and presented it like a treasure, saying:

"Brother Jack, try it and see if it suits your taste?"

Seeing Shia's expectant gaze, Jackson reached out and tore off a rabbit leg. He carefully took a bite, and the pure aroma of meat mixed with oil, along with the crispy surface, was truly amazing, even for someone accustomed to artificial flavorings.

"good to eat!"

Jackson barked and quickly devoured the rabbit leg in his hand. He looked at Shia, saw a smile on her lips, and said softly:

"Don't rush, there are still many more."

And just like that, Jackson, originally a comedy blogger, suddenly became a mukbang streamer, and the way he ate made viewers watching from behind their screens swallow hard.

[Hey, isn't this a game? Why does it look so appetizing?]

[I can't take it anymore, guys, this is making me hungry, I'm off!]

Bunnies are so cute, they should be steamed!

Meanwhile, the viewer who had previously looked up outdoor survival guides for Jackson finally returned to the live stream, only to be greeted by footage of Jackson and Shia enjoying roasted rabbit together.

That doesn't look like wilderness survival at all! If he hadn't been told, he might have thought it was some young couple on a spring outing. Overwhelmed with grief and indignation, he posted this comment:

[Damn it, if I help you look up information again, I'll be your grandson...]

This was almost the most luxurious meal Jackson had eaten during his trip to [Little World]. He licked the grease off his fingers with satisfaction, sparing no praise:

"Shia, the rabbit you roasted was absolutely delicious. I would be so happy if I could eat it every day."

“Ah…” Upon hearing this, Shia Lian was stunned. In her understanding, what Jackson said was almost like saying, “I want to be with you forever.”

Her face flushed, and she lowered her head, stammering and unable to speak.

Jackson didn't notice this. Having finally filled his stomach, he felt an inexhaustible energy within him. Clenching his fists, he muttered:

"I'm full, finally I can set off to find monsters. I hope these monsters aren't too strong, just a few goblins or slimes to practice on will be fine..."

Jackson pondered for a moment, then glanced at Shia, who was standing to the side with her head down, and patted her on the shoulder:

"Let's go, let's go find the monster."

"it is good……"

Shia responded softly and followed Jackson to find the monster.

However, monsters are not so easy to find. By afternoon, Jackson and Shia had not found a single monster, let alone a single hair on it.

Jackson wasn't one to give up easily, but after walking in the forest for so long, his body was the first to protest. He slumped down under a tree and cried out:

"So tired, so hungry, so thirsty. Does this monster really exist? Could it be a hoax spread by those nobles to conceal the true source of their extraordinary power?"

"Will not."

Shia stood in front of Jackson, her little face extremely serious:

"This matter is absolutely true. Heroes are born by killing monsters. Only ancient heroes were born through trials of courage."

"Ancient heroes? There are ancient heroes?" Upon hearing Shia's words, Jackson suddenly became interested in ancient heroes.

Shia said:

"Of course, the ancient heroes were much stronger than the heroes of today. They were powerful beings comparable to dragons. Moreover, the ancient heroes seemed to have long lifespans from the very beginning. If I'm not mistaken, there are still many ancient heroes in this world today."

"Is that so..."

Hearing this, Jackson couldn't help but fantasize about the ancient hero. Maybe if he had a chance encounter with the ancient hero, the hero would say that he had extraordinary talent and insist on taking him as his disciple?

Just thinking about it makes me excited.

At this moment, the live chat exploded with activity. Jackson looked over and saw the viewers starting to discuss:

[An ancient hero? Could it be that mysterious dragon slayer?]

[The Mysterious Dragon Slayer? What kind of nickname is that? Explain in detail.]

[I've seen the Ancient Warrior in another livestream. That streamer spawned in the Ice Plains and, by sheer coincidence, encountered a fully grown white dragon. I thought I was doomed, but then a mysterious figure chased the dragon away.]

[This isn't the first time this guy has appeared. Many streamers who have encountered dragons in the Icefield have seen him, so they call him the Mysterious Dragon Slayer...]

Chapter 196: Becoming a Hero!

Jackson stared at the comments section, a thought already forming in his mind about going to the Ice Plains. He didn't know when he would finish searching for monsters in the forest, so he might as well try his luck in the Ice Plains.

Thinking of this, Jackson looked at Shia and asked:

"Shia, do you know where the ice field is?"

"Icefield?"

Shia looked puzzled, wondering what Jackson was doing on the ice field, but she didn't ask. Instead, she searched her memory and said:

"The ice fields are in the north..."

Perhaps worried that Jackson might not know where he was placed, Shia glanced at the direction of the sun and pointed to her right: "That's the way."

Jackson nodded to himself:

"Very good, then let's head in this direction!"

As he spoke, Jackson, as if injected with adrenaline, led Shia northward. This time, he had almost no intention of looking for monsters. He thought that as long as he found an ancient hero and begged him to become his disciple, he could learn a move or two.

But reality is always contrary to expectations. Jackson searched for the monster all afternoon but couldn't find it. He gave up and just wanted to reach the ice field as soon as possible to encounter the ancient hero. But at this moment, he encountered the monster.

It was a brown deer with no unusual appearance. The reason Jackson knew at a glance that it was a monster was because its antlers were not antlers, but a spine that curved backward.

That's right, it's the spine.

Just one glance was enough to send chills down Jackson's spine. Despite the monster being the same height as him, a nameless fear always rose in his heart, as if he would be the one to suffer if he were exposed.

Jackson and Shia hid in the bushes, clinging to a sliver of hope. He looked at Shia and asked:

"Shia, do you know what kind of monster this is?"

Shia shook her head. She was just a little girl who grew up in the village. She had a lot of experience in wilderness survival, but she didn't know everything.

Jackson was completely out of options. Killing a monster could make him a superhuman, but Jackson had no confidence in dealing with such a strange creature. For his own and Shia's sake, he had to give up.

He and Shia retreated into the bushes, then circled around for a long time, managing to get away from the monster without disturbing it.

The two continued north, and soon it grew dark. Shia suggested:

"Brother Jack, let's rest here for the night before continuing our journey. It's not safe to travel at night."

Jackson agreed to the suggestion and then began gathering dry branches nearby so that Shia could start a fire.

When he returned to the spot carrying a bundle of branches, he saw that Shia was holding a strange bird in her hand.

Jackson couldn't help but wonder:

"Shia, what is this...?"

Shia laughed as she showed the strange bird, saying:

"I caught a few insects to use as bait and made a trap. I didn't expect to catch prey so quickly. Now I have dinner sorted."

But Jackson was puzzled, so he quickly went to Shia and examined the strange bird.

Jackson was not surprised that Shia could catch the strange bird; he was surprised because the bird looked so strange.

The lower body is that of a normal bird, but the upper body is not right. On the chest is a huge, strange mouth filled with fangs like those of a wild beast.

A human nose is awkwardly placed on its neck, and where the bird's head should be, there are a pair of bright yellow eyes.

"Brother Jack, what's wrong?" Shia asked, unaware of what was wrong with Jackson.

Jackson pointed to the strange bird in Shia's hand and said:

"That's not a bird at all, Shia. Have you ever seen a bird like this before?"

"This bird...?" Shia looked at the strange bird, examined it for a long time, and then hesitated before shaking her head.

"I think this is the first time I've ever seen this kind of bird. It looks strange, but surely it's edible?"

Hearing this, Jackson's thoughts deepened. He suspected that the strange bird was a monster, and the method of testing it was very simple.

He snatched the strange bird from Shia's hands, threw it heavily to the ground, and before it could react, stomped it to death with a weight far exceeding that of the bird.

Click.

The sound of bones cracking and blood oozing from Jackson's feet indicated that the strange bird was dead.

"Brother Jack? What are you doing?" Shia knelt anxiously on the ground, looking at the strange bird that had been trampled to death, her heart filled with regret. She looked at Jackson, but there was no blame in her eyes:

“Brother Jack, there’s no water source nearby. If you make it dirty, it’ll be hard to clean up…”

However, Jackson seemed not to hear and stood frozen in place. As he killed the strange bird, a strange feeling suddenly arose in his body.

The fatigue vanished, and the body that had been weak from hunger was suddenly filled with strength. Clenching his fists, he could clearly feel that he was several times stronger than before.

"This strange bird is really a monster...? I... I've become a hero?"

Jackson muttered to himself, and his appearance made Shia, who was unaware of what was going on, a little worried. Just as he was about to go over and ask, Jackson hugged him tightly.

“Brother Jack…” Shia was taken aback by Jackson’s sudden action. She tried to struggle, but then she heard Jackson say:

"That's great, Shia! I've finally become a hero! I finally have the power to protect you!"

Upon hearing this, Shia's body went limp. She stopped struggling and simply let Jackson hold her, saying:

That's wonderful.

It took Jackson a while to separate from Shia. She felt a little embarrassed as she watched Shia rush to deal with the strange bird's carcass and start a fire.

Upon discovering that he had become a hero, Jackson was so excited and eager to share his joy that he couldn't help but hug Shia.

Although it was embarrassing afterward, Jackson began to recall the feeling of holding Shia. There was no smell of perfume or sweat, only the fragrance of earth and grass.

This was the first time he had ever hugged a girl, and her body was softer than he had imagined.

Jackson forcibly suppressed his excitement and shifted his attention to his current strength. The monster he had just killed was only the size of a fist, and even if he were made a hero, he wouldn't be that powerful.

He looked at a tree trunk, thinking of Shia beside him, and wanted to show off his current strength and be cool, so he took a deep breath, mustered all his strength, and slammed his fist into the tree trunk.