The Ultimate Evolution of Raccoons

Chapter 43 The Magic Core is a Good Thing
Warcraft are good things. For ordinary beasts, they can provide Lotta with a lot of experience.More importantly, most of their experience is concentrated on the small magic core.

Regardless of whether it is strong or weak, as long as it can manipulate elements.

Then there must be a magic core in the body of the monster.

The magic nucleus usually exists in the head, between the cerebrum and cerebellum.

Compared with ordinary wild beasts, a large part of the extra experience of Warcraft is provided by this thing.Therefore, this thing gradually became Lotta's favorite.

After all, if you only eat the magic core, you don't need to eat it to become fat.

And don't be afraid of the strange smell of all kinds of monsters. Thinking about the wild boar with dual attributes of climate and soil, he doesn't have any desire to eat.

Now, he locked his target on those monsters with weak breath.

For example, the turkey in front of you.

The first time she saw this creature, Lotta was shocked.

Because of this thing, he has only seen it in anime children's movies, and the turkey's figure is completely out of shape.It's just a ball with two legs, two wings and a small head.Well, there are also chicken tails distributed in a fan shape.

He bet fifty cents, if this thing lowers its head, it won't be able to see its own feet and penis at all.

This time he did not choose to teleport and sneak attack.

Instead, throw skills directly and play with tentacles.

The small black ball was thrown out, and after touching the turkey, it quickly expanded and turned into tentacles all over the sky, wrapping around the turkey's legs and wings.The turkey that was attacked suddenly erupted into a series of harsh crows.

Lotta, who just transformed into a machete and launched a charge.

The harsh sound made him dizzy, and he immediately understood that this was the existence of a similar skill.He immediately stabilized his mind and forced himself to rush forward.

Coming to the turkey is a knife.

then,

slipped away...

"Is this too fucking round?!"

He didn't believe in evil and slashed a few more times, but all of them were slid away by the spherical body.The turkey looked frightened, clucking and trying to escape, and then... rolled out directly, and so fast that Lotta was stunned and rolled 5 meters away.

"Wc! Stop!"

The fat in his mouth was about to escape, so how could he agree?

Immediately charged to catch up, this time he jumped directly on the turkey.Combined with adrenaline, power spurred the shadow tentacles.In an instant, as if black flames were burning on his body, countless shadow tentacles appeared in a flash.

Those small tentacles twisted in the air, deformed, and hardened into sharp blades.

He grasped the turkey tightly, and the blades all over the sky that grew out of his body suddenly stabbed down.Dozens of spikes, stabbing the turkey from all directions.

In the shrill screams and the dense sound of flesh tearing.

The turkey was impaled in an instant, and it went straight from a ball to a prickly pear, with black sharp thorns protruding all over its body.The turkey struggled a few times and finally lost its vital signs.The system prompt also appeared.

[Successfully killed the turkey, gained 471 experience points.Evaluation of killing method: strong killing (this is like a fearless warrior, but you kill chickens, don't you know that chickens at the entrance of the village are rare?), reward 900 experience points. 】

After glancing at the system prompts, Lotta put aside this turkey's brain.Take out a small, light red crystal the size of a peanut.

This is the magic core, a regular crystal with edges and corners.

"I should have something like this myself..."

Lota is a monster by nature, and he also has this thing.

"I manipulate the shadow, so the magic core... is black?"

This kind of thing cannot be confirmed unless he puts his head aside and takes out the magic core to take a look.

Gobble that peanut.

[Swallowing gained 3500 experience points. 】

Calculated in proportion, this magic core accounts for 77% of the entire experience.Lotta looked down at the remaining carcass. The turkey was almost entirely made of fat, and he looked disgusted.In the end, only the chicken wings and drumsticks were chopped off and taken away.

"Meow (Nedona)~Meow (Nedona)~"

Return to the clearing again and greet Nedona.

Nedona, who was resting on a luminous flower, flew over happily after hearing Lota's call.

"Huh? This time Lotta didn't make a ball."

"Didn't you find some tricks, are you hungry?"

"Hmm~"

"I cook delicious food, and I should go back after eating. It's almost dawn. I caught a turkey today, and I have chicken legs and wings to eat. Let's eat**~"

"Okay~ Let's eat**~"

"...There is something wrong with this statement."

Lotta took out a blue magic crystal from his personal space.

He hunted that night, and he only picked monsters to start. In the end, he only dug out the magic crystal and cut off the purified part of the prey.Such as chicken legs and wings, trotters, knuckles, bear paws, bird's nests, monkey brains and the like.

He didn't finish the magic crystal, but kept a blue one for Naidona as a gift.

"Blue! So beautiful! Lota is so nice~"

After receiving the small gift, Naidona sat on Lotta's shoulder with a happy face, holding the magic crystal in one hand and rubbing Lotta's cheek.

Lotta lives to cook, grilled chicken wings and drumsticks.

After dinner, it was almost dawn.

The darkness of dawn is the darkest moment. As the moon sinks, Lotta feels that her vision is so dark that she cannot see anything.

"Let's go~ go back."

"Lotta, is the top in your hand?"

"This, this is the red mud I dug by the water. It is probably ferric oxide."

Lotta raised the red mud in a wooden basin in her hand.There are also several large brushes made of wolf hair.

"What is this for?"

"It's useless, but it can draw."

"draw?"

"Go back and show you."

After taking the elf back to the elf tribe, Lotta randomly found a stone on the way.He used his tentacles to transform into chisels, hammers, and saws, and smashed the carvings wildly. He took out a few stone slabs and put them back in his personal space.

After arriving at the tribe, he returned to his den.

Close the vine door.

He took out the slate, took out the pot of red clay and the wolf brush, and began to paint with gestures.Nedona sat on his shoulder, dangling her little feet, watching Lotta's movements curiously.

"Well, such mineral pigments can be preserved for a long time."

Happy with the pens and paints.

Lotta waved the pen and began to draw carefully.

Nedona's curiosity from the beginning gradually turned into shock.

Although Lotta is a science dog, he still learned to draw.Sketching and so on, after gaining insight into these things, it is still very fast to pick them up again.

(End of this chapter)