I have nightmares to get stronger

Chapter 709

"This taste is much more delicious than imagined!" Han Dong's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously bit off a large piece of tentacle meat and began to chew.

Swallowing the foot-long tentacle into his stomach, a hot current suddenly burst out from his stomach, and instantly spread throughout his body, limbs and bones.

"Woo, so comfortable!"

There was warmth all over his body, as if there were countless delicate hands gently scratching every nerve ending in Han Dong's body, which made Han Dong feel intoxicated.

However, this feeling came and went quickly, and it only lasted for more than ten seconds, and it disappeared with the disappearance of that warmth!
[Permanently increase physical fitness by 1 point, permanently increase body toughness by 3%, and permanently increase reaction speed by 1%. If you eat the same ingredients, the effect will gradually decrease until there is no effect]

Such a message appeared in my mind out of thin air.

"Maybe it's because my physical fitness is already very strong, so I only increased the lowest physical fitness attribute, and the other effects are not compromised..." Han Dong thought to himself.

Even if the lifting effect disappears, these ugly tentacles still taste very good, ten thousand times better than the compressed dry food that has been vomited.

Thinking of this, Han Dong pulled out the moon essence wheel again, and threw it towards the shore.

woohoo~
The rotating moon essence wheel made a low sound of breaking through the sky, leaving a sliver of light in the void. Some tentacles sensed its existence and jumped towards it, but was cut off by the moon essence wheel without any hindrance. A few minutes later, among the countless tentacles, there were more than a dozen more arms-thick tentacles that had been cut off and could only dance instinctively!
The Prisoner's Grip!

Han Dong grabbed these tentacles back again and stuffed them into the storage space of the prayer wheel.

After the prayer wheel has been upgraded several times, the internal storage space has become very large, like a small world. Before that, Han Dong stored a lot of daily necessities, so he was able to spend the more than three years of being sealed safely. However, he didn't think so carefully at the time. The food was only stored in compressed dry food, which made him feel like vomiting when he ate compressed dry food for more than three years.

So now Han Dong can start to collect some other flavors of food, so as not to encounter such a situation.

"Little friend, can you sell me some of those tentacles? I can trade them with star coins." An old voice sounded from behind.

Han Dong turned his head and saw a Niu Clan spiritual master with white beard and hair, staring at him with a smile on his face.

There was a natural confrontation between the human race and the foreign race, but the Niu clan man in front of him gave Han Dong a very kind feeling.

Seeing Han Dong looking over, the Niu Clan spiritual master smiled and said, "I'm a ignorant of the Gun Niu Clan, little friend, if you eat it raw like this, it will have some effect, but it's too much of a waste!"

"Oh, so you have a way to cook them?" Han Dong's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Are you a spiritual chef?"

Spiritual chef is a special profession among spiritual masters. It is good at cooking spiritual materials. Like alchemists, it is respected. However, compared to the popularity of alchemists, spiritual chefs are simply a hidden profession. As long as they do not actively expose themselves, No one knew that a spirit chef had appeared by his side.

"Hehe, I'm just an expert-level spiritual chef now, and I can barely cook this kind of material, so I want to buy some from you..." Mengtu nodded and smiled.

"Yes, but I don't sell them. I need the dishes you cooked!" Han Dong said, "How about you cook half of these tentacles into dishes for me, and use the other half as a reward?"

Blindfolded eyes lit up, and he quickly nodded in agreement. This is extremely cost-effective for it. After all, cooking this kind of tentacles can also increase its experience as a spiritual chef, and it can also obtain tentacles ingredients as hard work. Why not do it ?
After reaching an agreement, Han Dong poured out the tentacles in the storage space of the prayer wheel and piled them up around Mengtu. These tentacles had lost their vitality and no longer kept beating like when they were just cut off.

There were too many tentacles, piled up around Mengtu like a small mountain. Seeing so many tentacles, Mengtu had a wry smile on his face.

Seeing that Han Dong was about to continue cutting the tentacles, Mengtu hurriedly stopped him and said, "Little friend, little friend, my ability is limited. I can't finish cooking these tentacles, so I can't cook any more!"

"Just do your best to cook, if you can't cook, I'll eat it as a snack!" Han Dong said loudly.

"Snacks..." Mengtu was speechless for a moment. These tentacles were very precious and rare, and they were difficult to obtain. Regardless of how easy it was for Han Dong to cut them, it would be difficult for anyone else to obtain one.

After learning about the attributes of these tentacles, some other healers also began to pay attention to these tentacles, but although they also have means of long-range attacks, those long-range spiritual spells fall on the tentacles, or they will completely destroy the tentacles and become one. Mud or ashes, or they can't hurt the tentacles at all, and can only leave a scorched black mark on the tentacles.

After trying a few times, many healers looked at each other in blank dismay. They were only strong in the Broken Star Realm, and most of their methods were ineffective against tidal beasts with moon-level strength.

"Let me try it!" A rabbit-eared girl with a long sword on her back walked forward with a smile, and tapped the long sword on her back with her finger.

"Go!" With a soft shout, the long sword flew up according to its thoughts, twirled in the air, and slashed towards the nearest tentacle.

puff~
The long sword slashed on one of the tentacles, pressing a deep groove on the tentacle, but the moment the long sword left, the pressed part of the surface of the tentacle quickly returned to its original state.

"The damage is too low, can't it break the surface defense?" The rabbit-eared girl's cheeks flushed brightly, as if she was unwilling to give up, she controlled the flying sword and continued to chop towards the tentacle.

After chopping more than a dozen times in a row and consuming a lot of mental power, the long sword finally cut a wound more than an inch long on this tentacle. Gray blood escaped from the wound like smoke, but only a dozen Within a breath, the wound began to heal slowly, and finally disappeared.

"It can only be said that it is not due to the physical fitness of a moon-level powerhouse. It is too tough! My flying sword technique can't do enough damage!" The rabbit-eared girl was a little frustrated.

"No, it's not that your flying swordsmanship doesn't do enough damage, it's that your sword's power is too low..." A spiritual master with a pair of compound eyes stepped forward and said, "Are you interested in working together? The tentacles we obtained, we Two people, one half..."

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(End of this chapter)