Chapter 815 Processing Fee

The snow-white soup was quickly served in the bowl. The large chunks of dragon meat and vegetables like potatoes and tomatoes made the whole camp exude a rich and delicious aroma.

"Gulu~ How much snow dragon meat did the elder use? It's too fragrant, isn't it?"

"I don't think those people are anything special, why treat them like this?"

"That's right, arrogant guys, let them fend for themselves in the snow!"

The guys who were making fire and cooking in other places complained while swallowing their saliva. Smelling the wonderful smell coming from afar, the steaming soup in their hands suddenly didn't smell good!

On the other side, the soft white bread with a wheat aroma was soaked in the soup, absorbing the deliciousness of vegetables and meat. After taking a bite, the unprecedented rich and fresh smell exploded in the mouth.

After swallowing the hot and solid dragon meat in the cold wind, and drinking a mouthful of the soup, Li Rui felt warm all over.

Comfortable!

After finishing the food in his hand in no time, Li Rui stared at Old Langman while Little Lusa was adding more rice to his meal.

"Uncle Langman, do you sell this snow dragon meat jerky?"

"Hahaha, we don't even have enough for ourselves. The young men of the [Da Kuiye] tribe can grow so strong because they have been drinking this dragon meat soup since they were young. Generally, we don't sell this key material to the outside world."

Old Langman laughed, but then changed the subject.

"But if you like, I can give you some."

"Well... my companions have big appetites..."

Looking at his teammates who were eating so hard that their eyes were narrowed, Li Rui's eyes rolled.

"So, if someone hunts a white dragon, can you help process it into snow dragon meat jerky?"

I was worried about how to cook the mountain of dragon meat. If this extraordinary ingredient does not have a special preparation method, it will not only taste bad, but will even accumulate a lot of toxicity!

Wouldn't it be great to hand it over to local professionals and turn it into delicious meat jerky?

Old Langman, who was stuffing bread into his mouth, paused slightly, exchanged glances with several companions silently, and a trace of barely detectable excitement flashed in his pupils.

"Well... it's okay, but some of the auxiliary ingredients are more precious than dragon meat itself, and the processing fee is not cheap."

Li Rui saw what Old Langman meant at a glance and smiled indifferently.

"Uncle Langman, as long as it is a normal cost, we can accept it!"

Hearing the word "normal" being emphasized, Old Langman's heart skipped a beat, but soon calmed down.

"Do you really want to hunt dragons? It's very dangerous. Those big lizards are treacherous and cunning. Countless adventurers die in their hands every year!"

He kindly advised, but seeing Li Rui smiling without saying a word, and his companions behind him not taking the danger of hunting dragons to heart at all, and still concentrating on fighting with food, Old Langman frowned involuntarily.

Although the white dragon is known as the shame of dragons, some idiots are even expelled from the dragon class and classified as beasts.

But after all, the blood of the Dragon God flows in their bodies. Even the weakest white dragon will grow automatically over time. Normal humanoid creatures are no match for these huge monsters!

An adult white dragon above level 10 usually requires four or five extraordinary people of the same level and tacit cooperation to compete with it.

If you want to kill it, the number of extraordinary people must be at least doubled!

And this strange team in front of them... It seems that they don’t take the white dragon seriously at all. Is this arrogance? Or confidence?

Just as Lao Langman fell into deep thought, Zhao Youxuan, who had finished a bowl of thick soup, suddenly raised his head and looked at him hesitantly.

"Um... can you make pickled pepper dragon claws?"

"…………"

Pressing the fierce snake back, Li Rui smiled awkwardly: "Let's talk about the processing fee!"

Blinking, Old Langman suddenly reacted and looked at him with wide eyes: "You have a white dragon?!"

"Well, I just hunted one. I was lucky. It delivered itself to my door for no reason."

Li Rui scratched his head, got up and walked to a wide open space. He waved his hand and communicated with the material warehouse of [Source Sea City] with his mind.

Shua~

The headless dragon corpse like a hill fell to the ground, and the smell of dragon blood made the whole camp riot instantly.

The originally docile six-legged elk struggled frantically, trying to tear off the reins tied to its body.

The calf-sized vicious dogs howled and surrounded it, howling at the dragon corpse, but the trembling four legs and the shaking head like a sieve proved their inner fear.

Wipe off the oil stains on the purple-red mouth, the evil [Witch] uttered two words lightly.

"Silence!"

Swish~

The strange power of the law enveloped the world, and the manic camp became silent in an instant, with only the biting cold wind still whistling.

Touching their necks that could not make any sound, Lao Langman and others looked at Ling Xiyi with awe.

Such an easy way to cast the law, this is the power of the high priest!

Is she a follower of a certain god?

Or is she the incarnation of a god walking on the earth?

When they turned around and saw the huge dragon corpse nearly two stories high beside Li Rui, they were stained with a hint of fanaticism!

This is an adult... no, a middle-aged white dragon!

At least it is above level 13, and the young man in the tribe finally has advanced magic potions!

After a few seconds, the power of the law dissipated, and the camp became lively again, but this time no one dared to make a loud noise, even the animals only hummed softly from the depths of their throats, as if they were afraid of disturbing some great existence.

Everyone looked at the center of the camp with crazy eyes. The huge dragon corpse contained the future of many of them!

At the same time, they were also in awe of the figure in front of the dragon corpse.

To be able to accommodate such a huge corpse, it must be either a divine-level space equipment or a great wizard who has studied time and space magic!

The former represents power, and the latter represents strength!

But no matter which one, it is a noble existence that they cannot touch.

"Dear guest, where is its head?"

Old Langman suppressed his inner excitement and walked to Li Rui and asked respectfully.

"Head? Oh!"

Responding, Li Rui waved his hand again and took out the hideous dragon head.

"Austin Hodge!"

A scream sounded beside him, and an old man who was about the same age as Old Langman came up excitedly, with endless pleasure in his gnashing teeth.

"The evil dragon Austin Hodge! My father died at its hands. I would recognize it even if it turned into ashes!"

After saying that, he looked at Li Rui, raised his hands above his head, and made a pious and strange gesture.

"Thank you, great adventurer, thank you for avenging me and many families in the North!"

Blinking his eyes, Li Rui smiled: "So... can the processing fee be discounted?"