Chương 18: Chapter 17 How Did I Become A Foodie?
"Come on!" Qin Hao was holding his hands between his chest, ready to test Qin Mo's strength at the moment.
Qin Mo clenched his right fist tightly, and with the help of a short sprint, quickly came to Qin Hao, lifted his right fist, and slammed forward.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise at the junction of the fist and the arm. For a while, Qin Hao was beaten back by Qin Mo's dozen steps before reluctantly stabilizing his figure.
Looking at his trembling hands, Qin Hao couldn't help but breathe deeply, knowing that he is a Rank 46 Attack System Spirit Ancestor.
Relying on the powerful characteristics of his own Martial Spirits, he can even fight against ordinary Spirit Kings, without losing the wind, and even possibly winning.
But Qin Mo's blow just now made him almost uncontrollable. Judging from the strength of Qin Mo's fist, Qin Hao roughly calculated that, apart from anything else, Qin Mo's strength could be compared to a Rank 43-44 Spirit Ancestor that has taken a single attribute like strength to the limit, Qin Mo may even be stronger.
Just by relying on such power, Qin Mo can be in an invincible state at the same rank, and can even leapfrog a higher rank Spirit Master.
Qin Hao said happily: "It is indeed the Spirit Ring produced by the top-level Spirit Beast Golden Behemoth Serpent. Didn't expect it to have such a great effect on you. Judging from your current strength, the average great Spirit Master is not your opponent, our harvest this time is very good."
"The harvest this time is very good," Qin Mo couldn't help but repeat it.
In this spirit hunt, Qin Mo not only obtained the Golden Behemoth Serpent Spirit Ring that exceeded his expectations, but also a rare Mandala Snake Spirit Bone.
"You clean up first, we will go home later," Qin Hao said.
"Grr, Grr," two awkward voices suddenly came from Qin Mo's stomach.
"Old man, I'm hungry, can we find something to eat before going back?" Qin Mo touched his stomach with some embarrassment.
Seeing Qin Mo who was still like a little adult for a second, Qin Hao couldn't help but feel a little funny with such an expression at this moment.
Although the Golden Behemoth Serpent had been dead for three days, it was strange that its flesh did not stink, and it still maintained a relatively fresh state, as if it had not been long since its death.
Qin Mo skilfully drew out the sharp blade, cut two large pieces of meat on the Golden Behemoth Serpent, came to the water to wash them, and put them on the fire where Qin Hao had made, and began to make barbecue.
The meat of this Golden Behemoth Serpent is the best Spirit Beast meat he has ever eaten.
Although restricted by the venue, he did not carry a lot of seasonings with him, but it was still very delicious.
After he ate five or six catties, Qin Mo didn't even feel a trace of fullness, and still felt a little hungry.
He hadn't eaten enough, so he had to come to the Golden Behemoth Serpent's corpse again, cut off a large piece of meat, washed it, and baked it on the fire.
In the middle, he came back and forth several times, until Qin Mo finally finished eating in the surprised eyes of Qin Hao. After taking the last bite of meat, he touched his slightly raised belly and said, "So full!"
"Son, are you okay?" Qin Hao asked Qin Mo strangely.
"I'm okay, old man, why are you asking me that?" Qin Mo was asked by Qin Hao for a while, and he couldn't find the clue.
"Look at that." Qin Hao could only point to the place behind Qin Mo.
Qin Mo turned his head and looked back subconsciously, and was also momentarily speechless, because the place pointed to by the front and back was not somewhere else, it was the place where the Golden Behemoth Serpent corpse was.
He saw the original Golden Behemoth Serpent corpse, but at this moment, the middle section was missing, only a skeleton remained.
Calculated according to the size of the Golden Behemoth Serpent, the missing piece of meat is less than a hundred catties.
Qin Mo subconsciously looked at his slightly bulging belly, and said suspiciously, "What's wrong with me? How come I became a foodie?"
It is hard to imagine how Qin Mo would eat one hundred catties. You must know that Qin Mo's weight at the moment is only about fifty catties.
In terms of weight, he had eaten food that was three times his body weight. Such an exaggerated appetite did was unnatural for Spirit Beasts, let alone humans.
But after a little thought, Qin Mo knew why he ate so much.
In the world of Douluo III, Tang Wulin is also a well-known great stomach king, but he is affected by the blood of the Golden Dragon King in his body, and urgently needs a lot of energy, which creates his huge appetite.
Inferring from this, Qin Mo also guessed that the reason why he could eat so much was because of his Martial Spirit Golden Sacred Dragon.
As long as he eats more energy-rich things or some panacea, his appetite will return to normal.
After all, others do not have the financial resources, but his father is Qin Hao. It is no exaggeration to say that in the entire Heaven Dou Empire, apart from the royal family and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, no one can compare to Qin Hao's family's financial resources.
After all, although Veria City is said to be a city, its territory can be described to be as large as a province. If Heaven Dou City is the political centre of the Heaven Dou Empire, then Veria City is the economic centre of the Heaven Dou Empire.
Qin Mo shifted the subject dryly and said: "Old man, I haven't taken a shower for a few days, and I feel very uncomfortable. We'd better go back as soon as possible."
After saying that, he immediately got up and left.
Qin Hao simply smiled awkwardly, without saying anything, and followed the direction Qin Mo had left.
At the same time, in the Supreme Pontiff Palace in the distant Spirit City, a mature woman with a role in appearance was sitting on the throne of the Supreme Pontiff Palace, and under it stood a respectful middle-aged man.
"Your Majesty, this is the list of the Martial Spirit Awakening innate Spirit Power of the mainland in the first half of the year in the mainland exceeding the eighth level," said the middle-aged male officer respectfully reporting to the woman on the throne.
The woman sitting on the throne of the Supreme Pontiff's Palace is no one else. It is precisely the Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong who is hailed as the greatest Supreme Pontiff in history.
Bibi Dong gently waved her hand with a soft texture, and brought the name list presented in the hands of the middle-aged man to him.
Bibi Dong glanced roughly at the list and asked, "What choices did these people on the list make?"
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