v3 Chapter 128： New Skill [Bite]

System reminder: [Predator] effect is triggered, attack and physical attributes are enhanced.

System prompt: [Synchronous Stomach Bag] is triggered and the skill [Bite Lv0] is obtained.

【Bite】: It comes from the terrifying bite force of the monster snapping turtle that can break through steel. When the skill takes effect, you will get a good bite that can chew the enemy's defenses.

A braised snapping turtle with rice, it tastes very good.

Moreover, the snapping turtle with its own quality of ingredients has S grade. After Don’s careful cooking, the grade of the finished dish has exceeded the SS grade without any pressure.

This is a dish level that is easy to trigger [Synchronous Stomach Pouch] to generate new skills.

"[Bite]? Well, the snapping turtle’s bite force is really strong." Dorn looked at the skill introduction on the personal information panel, touched his chin and wondered, "However, I thought at first I would be able to brush it out. A defensive skill like one, it’s better to hit Grand Canal and my [Harden] skill to upgrade, but I didn’t expect it to be an offensive skill."

Although it is different from what I imagined, the description of [bite] looks pretty good.

just...

directly attack the enemy with a bite...

"Good fellow, if I encounter food monsters in the future, I use the [Bite] skill, isn't it the equivalent of holding the monsters and eating sashimi directly?"

After thinking about the usage of the new skill in his heart and spitting it out, Dorn turned off his personal panel.

At this time, Bain, the calf, was holding his plate, licking the last few grains of rice with the remaining bit of soup.

Finally, Bain put down the plate that was licked by his cow tongue as clean as new, and patted his round belly beautifully:

"Mr. Donne! It's delicious! The snapping turtle meat you made is really delicious!"

"It's not just snapping turtles, in fact, the ducks and pigeons you raise, I also have the confidence to make them delicious." Dorn responded with a smile.

"Then I have to eat a few more meals!" The little tauren's eyes beamed, and then he seemed to think of something, and his original excitement weakened. "That, Brother Donne? Moo, I can. Call you like that?"

"Yes, the name sounds very cordial. There are several other human boys who are older than you call me that way." Don just smiled.

"Brother Donne, are you really going to challenge the Cretan Bull?" the Tauren asked.

"Of course, this is the purpose of my coming here." Donn didn't hesitate.

"But that's dangerous. I mean... My ancestors had many, many warriors. After they entered the temple, they never came back. In fact, many people think that no matter who they are, as long as they enter the temple, I will never come back again."

"If that's the case, why do you hold a competition? Why do you still insist on challenging the temple?"

"Moo! Tauren, fearless!" Bain the Maverick shook his head, his tone sonorous and powerful.

Dorn:...

Good fellow, what a brave cow.

Bain continued: "Moreover, everyone in the ethnic group wants to go out and see the outside world. In this maze, our ethnic group cannot develop."

"Oh? You are young, but you can see far away." Dorn raised his eyebrows slightly.

The calf shook his head: "No, I only need to see what is in front of me. There are monsters and mechanisms everywhere in the maze. Where we live, we have limited food."

"Therefore, there has always been such a rule in the ethnic group-the number of our Minotaurs must be controlled within 328 people."

"Three hundred twenty-eight..." Dorn repeated the number.

This seems to be these tauren occupying three habitats in the ruins. After living for generations, the upper limit of the population can be obtained.

no way.

As Maverick Bain said, to survive in this blind maze, the place to live cannot be expanded, and food can only be raised on a monster farm that cannot be further developed.

Limited resources limit the ethnic population of Minotaur.

"What if your population exceeds 328?" Don asked again.

"Population?" The Maverick repeated this somewhat slurred word, and then shook his head and began to tell:

"The rules for the ancestors to stay say that when the number of people in the ethnic group exceeds this number, disasters will occur. Therefore... once the number of people in the ethnic group exceeds 328, a lottery will be started for the whole family.

"Draw lots?"

"Moo, anyone who gets the red lottery, whether it's a chief shaman or an ordinary tauren, must leave the race and go to the depths of the maze to live alone. A few years ago, my dad got the red lottery...so, Dorn Brother, I want to go out, I want to leave here, I want to go outside."

The little tauren said this, feeling a little depressed.

Dorn:...

Presumably all tauren should know that the so-called living in the depths of the labyrinth is actually exile and death.

But Donn did not speak.

did not make any comments on this set of rules passed down from generation to generation.

The two were silent for a while.

"Brother Donne, I lied to you about one thing yesterday." After a while, Maverick Bain suddenly said this.

"Huh? About what?"

"That is, when I first met you, I told you that it was Grandpa and Grandma Tamara who asked me to take care of your life here." The Mavericks had a guilty tone, "Actually, this is not the case."

Don nodded, but did not answer.

But he recalled that when he saw the tauren for the first time in Benissa's tent, he was as guilty as he is now for a certain period of time.

"Grandpa and they actually planned to arrange for Sister Benissa to take care of your life here. Because my sister is half of human ancestry and is about your age, grandpa thinks you will be more able to talk. Then I stalked. With Grandpa and Grandma Tamara, they chose me."

Little Tauren everyone continues to talk.

"Huh?" Dorn was slightly surprised.

Dare to love the Tauren Chieftain who originally arranged for the white-haired and red-eyed beast mother Benissa to be his little follower?

Chief Kane understands very well.

"I'm sorry, Brother Dorn. UU reading www.uukahnshu.com I did that because, because you are an adventurer from outside, I want to know more about the outside through you." Bain scratched his head. " But Brother Donne, you are so nice, and you invited me to eat such delicious snapping turtle meat, so... So if you want to switch back to Sister Benissa to take care of your daily life these days, I can talk to Grandpa now. ."

"There is nothing to apologize." Don just smiled and shook his head. "And, we get along very well, don't we? Don't bother Benissa."

This is the truth of Donne, he and this little tauren get along very well.

"Really?" Bain smiled.

Knowing that Donne does not intend to replace himself, the Mavericks are extremely happy!

Brother Donne is really a good guy!

The two chatted for a while with a feeling of fullness. At this time, more light feather nets hanging in the habitat were put away by the tauren.

'S vision became dim.

This means that in this habitat, except for the guards, everyone else is ready to start sleeping.

At this time, Maverick Bain just asked the question he most wanted to know: "Brother Donne, what is the outside world like?"

"The outside world, right? I can let you see, hear, and feel directly." Donne smiled.

"Moo?"

Before Baine could react, he saw a dark red nightmare scent swept over Donne.

The little tauren immediately fell into the dream woven by Donne, sleeping peacefully.

"Have a good dream, Baine." Dorne said so, got up and left.