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Chapter 21 How to Eat Wild Rot Hounds

Seeing the ferocious rotten hound that refused to leave, Fang Hao decided to scare it away because there was a safe house in his yard that was currently under construction.

Now Fang Hao can confirm that during the construction process of the safe house, only the operator himself should be able to see it.

This may be some kind of black technology, or something that Fang Hao doesn't understand, but it's very mysterious.

Although judging from the big man's eyes, they did not notice anything unusual, Fang Hao was still unwilling to take risks easily.

Because based on time, the safe house will be built in about half an hour.

Driving away the rotten hounds and letting the three big men leave is what Fang Hao is going to do next.

Now that you have a gun in your hand, it will be much easier to do things. At least you don't have to risk getting close to monsters.

After checking the muzzle again and confirming that the inside of the barrel had been cleaned, Fang Hao gently pulled the bolt.

There was a crisp sound of metal collision, and Fang Hao pulled the trigger, but there was no gunshot.

"Brother, you didn't turn on the insurance."

The big man reminded him, looking eager to give it a try. He just needed Fang Hao to tell me to do it.

I don't even know how to open insurance, I'm 100% a novice, why are good things in the hands of people who don't understand it, but people who really understand it can't get it?

"Which one is insurance?"

Fang Hao asked back. He was not afraid of exposing the fact that he was a rookie. Knowing how to ask questions without shame is the fastest way to grow.

"It's that cross-shaped thing. You just turn it down. If you want to close it, turn it back.

This kind of gun is particularly strong and durable. It is not made of traditional metal, but a special composite material.

Even if you bury it in the soil for 10 or 8 years, or burn it with fire, you can still use it when you take it out!"

As the big man spoke, Fang Hao lowered the safety and pulled the trigger again.

"boom!"

A crisp but not loud gunshot rang out, and a column of smoke flew up beside the Rot Hound, obviously missing its target.

The monsters were frightened and howled several times at the big man and others, but still refused to move forward.

"Hey, these idiots!"

The big man laughed and cursed, then turned to Fang Hao: "Brother, your shooting skills are not good, why don't you give it to me to try?

Although I only fired a few shots when I was a child, my knowledge of firearms ranks first in the whole village."

While the big man spoke, he looked at Fang Hao expectantly, and subconsciously rubbed his hands, as if waiting for food.

“What a beautiful thought!”

Fang Hao ignored the big man, locked onto a monster again, and then pulled the trigger.

There was another gunshot, and this time it hit the target. The wild rot hound howled, turned around and ran away.

Seeing this, other ferocious rot hounds also chased after him, and soon disappeared.

"The power of this gun..."

Fang Hao was speechless. According to his imagination, the monster should have died directly after being hit by a bullet.

But looking at the monster that was hit by the bullet just now, there were no wounds on its body, and it was running faster than the monster that was not hit by the bullet.

If this was a close-range fight with a monster, wouldn't the monster after reloading the bullet rush up and knock the gunman to the ground?

Fang Hao was thinking wildly, but the big man said from above: "The Spirit Fire Rifle is just like that, the caliber is small, and the lethality is not very strong.

Its original purpose was as a recreational weapon, and it is said that it often appeared in shooting ranges.

The only advantage of this gun is that it is extremely durable and is the weapon of choice for many adventurers.

Your shot hit the Crazy Ax Hound in the stomach. The thing can't run very far and will probably die before it returns to the forbidden area.

It is impossible to eat meat, because other monsters will not waste the body and will definitely eat it clean."

Fang Hao was stunned when he heard this, and said to the big man: "You mean this thing is edible, my God, what does it taste like?"

When Fang Hao dissected the Rotten Hound earlier, he was so disgusted that he almost vomited it. He really couldn't imagine how he could eat such a thing into his stomach?

"Hey, you don't know this, right?

If you want to eat wild rot hound, you must pair it with a special kind of moss, whether it is stewed or grilled.

As long as the meat is cooked and stuffed with the moss, it will take about half a day to get rid of all the rotten hound smell.

This is my exclusive secret recipe. If you are interested, I will ask you to try it if you have the opportunity."

Fang Hao shook his head. He would never try such dark cuisine easily when there was no shortage of food.

The big man's recipe is definitely different from his, and both parties have different understandings of delicious food. Fang Hao may feel disgusted even if he looks at something that the other party finds delicious.

"By the way, I have the corpse of a rotting hound here. If you want to eat it, take it back."

Fang Hao said, turning back to the room and warning the three big men not to act rashly.

The three of them nodded at the same time. Even with the gun in Fang Hao's hand, they would never dare to cause trouble for him.

Not long after, Fang Hao walked out of the house, holding a bag of rice in his hand.

"I cut the rotten hound into pieces, and the 15 bags of salt were all in the bag.

You can take it away now. Remember what you just said and come over tomorrow to help me work."

As Fang Hao spoke, he raised the bag in his hand, and the big man quickly reached out and took it.

Looking at the rotting hound frozen into a lump, the big man was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Fang Hao with envy.

"It's actually frozen food. Do you have a refrigerator hidden in your home?"

After saying this, the big man realized something was wrong and quickly apologized to Fang Hao.

"Sorry, I don't want to pry about you, but refrigeration systems are really uncommon.

There used to be one in our village, but it ran out of energy and is now a pile of scrap metal."

While talking, the big man put his hand on the frozen meat, seeming to enjoy the cold feeling.

"It doesn't matter. It's safe outside now. Let's see you tomorrow."

Fang Hao didn't say much, he just ordered the guests to be kicked out in a calm tone, and at the same time waved the rifle in his hand.

"Okay, see you tomorrow!"

The big man had no intention of leaving. In fact, he had wanted to leave here for a long time, and then went to Thomas to have a good talk.

Fortunately, he ran to Fang Hao, otherwise he would not believe it even if he killed the big man, Thomas was so evil-hearted.

The old fox Thomas is indeed worthy of his name, and his black heart has long been eaten by the rotting hounds.

After greeting their two companions, the three survivors jumped down quickly and ran towards the distance without looking back.

Looking at the three lively big men, Fang Hao couldn't help but secretly sigh that the aborigines' physiques were really strong.
Chapter completed!
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