I Became the Ultimate Boss Chapter 238: Indescribable black dishes
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"White sugar, do you want to eat the things in the pot?" Kemeng put the big-faced cat into the scarf, pulled out his camera, and turned it on the black cooking pot.
The white granulated sugar nodded fiercely, but considering the pot is so small, what if there is too little food and the Cthulhu is not satisfied? After all, people can look good, and how many things can be put in the Cthulhu’s belly is unknown. White sugar dare not. Fighting for food with the Cthulhu, he shook his head abruptly, resolutely expressing that he was not interested in eating.
"Acridine."
Don't eat, I'm not interested.
White sugar said so on his mouth, but his eyes still unconsciously aimed at the **** pot, and a drop of crystal saliva flowed out of his mouth.
Sand-salt worms are more direct than white sugar. They don’t know what rules are. They can just crawl over when they see what they want to eat.
The salt worm didn’t know Kemeng had another identity, so he let it go, and soon ran to the bottom of the black pot, arched his body slightly, and rebounded to the curved wall of the pot. The surface of the worm’s body was sticky. Strong, slowly climb up against the bottom of the pot.
White granulated sugar saw the shameless behavior of the sand worm, and immediately walked the way for the evil god, slapped the sand worm down, not allowing it to try the first bite.
The first mouth must be from the evil god. This is a matter of politeness, and it is also a matter of life and death.
At this time Kemeng spoke, "Actually you two can eat first, I'm full."
The glutinous rice **** rolled his eyes. Kemeng hadn't even eaten breakfast when he got up, but he was full, but the glutinous rice **** didn't make a sound. Instead, he hummed and raised his phone with dog hair and turned on the camera to record.
When the white sugar and sand worm heard the words, the worm opened more and crawled again.
White granulated sugar is careful, even if you receive the Cthulhu's personal permission, you must show enough respect, and you must be careful when you open the pot, not in a hurry.
Hooked the hook of the black cauldron with a hard feather. It swallowed and looked forward to what food was inside.
White granulated sugar thought about it, and thought of a lot of delicious food, all of which were sand rats that were very fast, rabbit creatures that could turn into grasses, and sheep creatures that summon sand to be thugs.
The sand salt worm finally climbed to the side of the black cooking pot, thinking about the delicious high-ranking officials instead of the fixed flavor yellow sand of white sugar.
The white granulated sugar's wings slowly exerted force and lifted the black pot lid. A thick black gas rushed out from the corner of the pot lid. Like a big wave breaking a bank, it couldn't stop it, but the amount was quite large.
White granulated sugar and sand-salt worms were the first to bear the brunt. The black air wave rushed into the face, dyeing the white carved head black, and the white jade-like worms were also dyed with a layer of black air.
"Acridine!" The white granulated sugar retracted its wings like lightning, his face was shocked, and he got up incoherently, fell to the ground and kept pooh.
Sand-salt worms are directly like petrified insects. They fell back to the ground, bounced twice, then foamed at the mouth, and their eyes were round, like a creature that has lost a dream.
A few meters away, the glutinous rice **** also smelled the century-old odor, and his face changed a lot, but the hair covered his face, and no one saw his expression.
The little lizard also smelled that very special smell. It was not that kind of special smell, but that kind of very special disgusting that made the lizard want to vomit.
The little lizard's belly turned over, almost spit out what was being processed in its belly, but it was fortunate that it held back.
Kemeng lightly covered his nose, it was really stinking, and he was deeply impressed by the smell.
After waiting for a while, the little lizard's belly was processed, and a small sculpture was pulled from its bottom.
The small metal sculpture looks like a lizard head, standing upright, and making strange gestures with both hands. I don't know what it means.
It was also the moment when the sculpture was pulled out. The small sculpture opened its eyes and looked at the dumplings, white sugar, sand worm and an untransformed crystal stone next to it.
The sculpture opens its mouth, reads a language that it does not understand, and utters a long tongue, "#@!#!"
This passage has a certain degree of aggressiveness. People who are not resistant will be affected by it and lose their basic mind.
Kemeng has a strong spiritual perception and vaguely heard the other party's meaning. Believing in it, it can give everyone a powerful force.
But Kemun saw the deep hostility in the eyes of the sculpture, I am afraid that things are not as friendly as it says.
The glutinous rice **** were half-transformed, and slapped them over, smashing and squashing the heads of the metal sculptures. They couldn't even speak.
The strength of this metal sculpture is very weak. It is estimated that it is related to the metal material used. If it is given a stronger material, it should be able to produce a stronger sculpture.
"The items on the evil side, um, don't apply to me." Kemon took out a small notebook to record information about the golden lizard and the sculpture, and made a cross mark in his hand.
This thing is strongly hostile to foreign lives. Unless it is stamped with a positive spiritual stamp and its thoughts are transformed, it will always be evil.
After testing the metal transformation ability of the little lizard, Kemon did not give up the idea of testing it when it was the turn of the cauldron.
According to the strange knowledge given by the big-faced cat, the food in this cauldron has a good buff, but it's too unpalatable.
As long as you can't eat dead people, it is necessary to try a bite.
As for who will be the tester, Kemon looked at the hostile golden tooth lizard.
Since you are hostile to me, I'm sorry, Kemun first said sorry to the golden lizard in his heart.
"Who will cook the pot?" Kemeng stood there and looked around, and found that the glutinous rice **** unconsciously stepped back one meter, and found that the owner was looking at it, and it moved forward one meter, but it made a grieved whimper. Poor, I hope the master will not call it.
The white granulated sugar is just as stunned as a wooden chicken, and the whole sculpture is stupid, turning into a silly sculpture.
The salt worm was a little better lying on the ground, and was about to get up, but when Kemon spoke, he turned his body and continued to spit out foam, trembling all over.
Finally, Kemeng put on a mask, held his breath, and slowly uncovered the lid of the black dish.
A thick black gas rushes out from the pot~IndoMTL.com~ I can’t imagine what food inside makes up this black wave.
Kemeng has held his breath, but after boiling, the contents of Kemeng still refreshed Kemeng's three views.
A group of indescribable things lay in the black cooking pot, like tentacles and other things, slowly squirming in the black liquid.
Every bubble appears and bursts, it will explode violently black air.
When the black air dissipated, the contents of the pot finally took shape.
This is a very deformed monster head, with a big head and countless tentacles. When I look at it, I feel that there are various mosaics that obscure Kemon's impression of it, and it always feels indescribable.
There were waves of nausea rising in my heart, and I wanted to throw away everything in this pot.
At this moment, the pitch-black Kermon turned and looked at the golden lizard.
The body of the little lizard trembles with excitement, and its spirituality has issued the most disgusting warning in history.