"Hey! Binglu, move the boat closer to the Liebite Land Shark."
As the crew began to dismember Land Shark, Myron pulled out a crystal ball and shouted into it.
A Lamia girl who looked similar to Myron poked her head out of the cabin and slowly wrapped her tail around the rudder, as if she was afraid of breaking it, and little by little she pushed the sandboat closer to the Land Shark.
After confirming that the ship had arrived near Tyrannosaurus, the girl named Binglu entered the cabin again and pressed a red button. The sand-carrying ship pushed away the yellow sand and buried half of itself in the sand.
A crack appeared in the middle of the ship, revealing a passage more than three meters wide that led directly to the spacious interior of the cabin.
Outside the ship, Lamia skillfully cut the meat and packed it into pieces, which were then transported to the cold storage of the sand-hanging ship by a special transporter for quick freezing.
Lamia, whose name was Binglu, was carefully standing by the door, spying on Yang Yu and his group who were talking to her mother. When she saw Myron waving at her, she quickly shrank back into the boat.
Yang Yu originally thought that as long as he could explain everything clearly to Myron, he could leave here. However, he never expected that after explaining the whole story to Myron, Myron directly asked them to participate in the division of Tyrannosaurus.
Yang Yu had no choice but to agree and led his team closer to the Land Shark. A strong fishy smell hit them in the face.
Lotkar and Iyas were fine. When they were in the community, they helped with hunting a lot and were already accustomed to the smell of blood. Faced with the scarlet blood that had soaked into the sand, they did not hesitate at all. Even without the guidance of Master Lamia, they were able to cut the meat skillfully.
Qingshi, Baijin and Hake had never seen such a scene before. Just stepping on the sticky sand made them feel an unprecedented pressure and they had no way of concentrating on cutting the meat.
What was even more terrifying was that the cooperating Lamia all had serious expressions, which put pressure on them from the side. Bai Jin even kept making weird "hehehe" laughter.
After Yang Yu communicated with Mailun, the three of them were assigned to the complicated but stress-free job of bone removal.
Apart from its extremely smelly blood, the entire body of the Land Shark is full of treasures.
The meat can be eaten, the scales can be made into hard armor, the bones can be ground into powder and made into magic potions, and the magic crystals formed in the body can be made into fine magic weapons.
Although Garchomp was full of treasures, it was extremely complicated to deal with. By the time Garchomp's body was completely dealt with, the sun had already begun to set.
Thinking that he was finally liberated, Myron invited Yang Yu and the others to have dinner together.
This was a unilateral invitation from Lamia, and the ingredients they used were the Tyrannosaurus that had just been caught today.
Lamia's crew members carried out a huge black round iron plate from the sand-hanging ship and placed all kinds of kitchen utensils on it.
Among them was a piece of kitchenware that surprised Yang Yu.
Isn’t this the most powerful defensive artifact, the frying pan
Picking up the frying pan, Yang Yu opened the data panel, [Ordinary frying pan. Attack power +3, defense power +5], emmm, an extremely ordinary frying pan.
Yang Yu asked where such a pot came from, and Myron replied that they made it for the purpose of matching this round iron plate.
The round iron plate is the cooking tool of the Lamia clan. There is a plug-like design under the round iron plate, which can be directly inserted into the sand to absorb magic power from the sand and convert it into heat.
It can be imagined as an induction cooker that can be used freely in the desert.
The hot iron plate roasts the freshly cut meat, making a pleasant "crackling" sound. A strange aroma wafts out from the meat, and combined with spices, it makes people salivate.
A figure slowly poked his head out of the cabin, staring at the meat that Myron was grilling. After seeing the person talking to his mother, he was deterred and could only swallow his saliva.
Yang Yu also noticed the Lamia girl who was spying on them in the cabin, but he did not expose her because he and his companions were soon surrounded by a group of Lamia.
Originally, Yang Yu thought that Lamia, a half-human, half-snake demi-human, would be difficult to deal with, but it turned out that they were too hospitable.
"Young man, eat as much as you can. There's plenty of meat here."
"You must have had many adventures. I want to hear them. Tell us a few stories."
"Hey, are you an elf? You are so rare. I remember an elf came to our village last year."
"Wow, this silver wolf is so cool! What breed is it?"
When it was time for dinner, all the Lamias changed their previous seriousness and relaxed. Regardless of gender, they all came towards Yang Yu and his friends and enthusiastically shared the food and drinks they had made.
Qingshi was completely at a loss. In his memory, sub-humans like Lamia were synonymous with coldness and ruthlessness, but now they had completely become curious kittens, constantly asking them questions.
Yang Yu answered the questions with ease, but there were too many people asking questions, so he could only ask Lamia to return to their seats and raise their hands to ask them questions.
Everyone ate the food made by Land Shark while listening to Yang Yu bragging.
It wasn't until night fell and all the Lamia started to clean up the dishes that Yang Yu slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hahaha." Myron laughed loudly and patted Yang Yu on the back. "Thank you for your hard work. The Lamia people have lived in the desert for generations. Except for certain transactions, they rarely see races other than Lamia.
You have been recognized by me and are not our enemy, so they are naturally very interested in you.
Of course, if you are our enemy, the result will be different."
Yang Yu smiled and responded: "Thank you so much. If possible, I hope I will never be your enemy."
Lamia is an extremely mysterious race. Yang Yu had also paid attention to this race when he was looking up the essence of the race.
However, there is no record in the books that Lamia has ever given the racial essence to other races.
To be honest, even if he could really get Lamia's racial essence, Yang Yu didn't want to use it. What if he mutated and lost his lower body
Yang Yu didn't care whether he could do shameful things or not. What he cared about was that if his European Emperor power, which had been dormant for many years, suddenly erupted and his lower body turned into a snake, it would take some time for him to adapt.
If I absorb the essence of other races and then change back, wouldn’t all the skills I’ve worked so hard to practice be wasted
The probability of two mutations occurring consecutively is very small, and it seems to require endless luck to complete, but going through so much trouble over and over again and ending up with nothing is the abyss of a poor person.
Yang Yu had every reason to believe that his luck might allow him to pull off something like this.
So, from the very beginning, Yang Yu excluded Lamia's racial essence.
(End of this chapter)