Chapter 13 I Want It Cooked

"Who will come first?"

Winter's voice was deeper than ever before.

After hearing this, Witt felt a sense of resistance in his heart.

In his mind, the world that belonged to the inherited memory was a generally peaceful world, so Witt instinctively resisted the word "killing".

But he also understood that the world could be regarded as a dream, because what he was experiencing now was reality!

And reality is cruel!

So, for a while, Witt didn't know how to react.

Witt, who was confused, looked at Celine and the others, but saw that the faces of the other four little dragons also showed a confused look.

Seeing that no dragon responded, Winters continued: "Desidero can give you good protection, but this world is dangerous. Those who rely on others for their own safety are weak.

If you want to be weak, then I have nothing to say.

But if you want to control your own destiny, then killing is what you must face!"

At this point, Winters' voice softened again.

"Killing is never a good thing. If possible, I hope you don't have to face it the day after you are born!

But unfortunately, Desidero is not strong enough to let you grow up without worries.

I'm sorry!

We let you come to this world, but we can't give you freedom and safety!

You need to fight for them yourself!"

After the voice fell, the dragon cave became quiet, leaving only an underage Busu dragon beast, panting in fear.

It wanted to escape from here, but an invisible force made it unable to move.

"I'll go first!"

The dragons looked in the direction where the voice came from, but saw Celine walking out slowly.

"I'll go first!"

It seemed like he was telling others, and it seemed like he was telling himself!

Seeing this, Winters dragged the Busu dragon beast in front of him, put it on the ground, and then looked at Celine.

"Whether it is a dragon beast or a dragon, the neck can be fatal!"

Celine nodded, and then walked to the neck of the Busu dragon beast.

Taking a deep breath, she tremblingly stretched out her claws, forced herself to stare at the neck of the Bus dragon beast, and then stabbed it fiercely.

Bright red blood gushed out from the wound, and Celine, who was standing at the wound, had no milky white on her body.

However, Celine's attention was not on herself at all at this time.

Compared with the warm liquid gushing on her body, the other party's gradually dimming eyes made Celine see the passing of life more intuitively!

"Celine, life is fragile. If you don't want to face your death like this powerlessly one day in the future, then becoming stronger is your only choice!

And the first step to becoming stronger is to make yourself grow, and growth requires food!"

Hearing this, Celine's golden vertical pupils shrank suddenly, and then she didn't hesitate and bit the wound she tore open.

Swallowing the bright red flesh and blood in big mouthfuls, Celine's body gradually brewed a breath that made the dragons palpitate.

Feeling this breath, Winters nodded with satisfaction, and then she looked at the other little dragons.

Then, with a wave of her claws, another Busulongmon of similar size lay down in front of it.

"Next!"

This time, as soon as Winters finished speaking, Ao rushed to the neck of Busulongmon and bit it hard, followed by the sound of swallowing!

"Next!"

Winters moved to the side and once again took out a Busulongmon out of thin air.

The remaining three dragons looked at each other, and then Bili stood up first.

Then it was Dinnet!

Finally... Witt walked slowly to the neck of the newly emerged Busulongmon, with an inexplicable light flashing in his pupils!

Is this the world of the survival of the fittest!

Thinking so in his heart, Witt looked at his claws, and then inserted them into the neck of the Busulongmon.

However, looking at the gushing blood, Witt's pupils shrank suddenly, and an inexplicable disgust filled his heart. When he reacted, he was already far away from the corpse of the Buslong beast.

Witt was stunned for a moment, then looked at his claws. When he saw the bright red blood, the strong disgust rose again.

He couldn't help but put his claws on the ground and rubbed them.

Winters was stunned when he saw this.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing this, Witt looked at Winters with a hint of pleading in his tone.

"Winters, help me get them down!"

After hesitating for a while, Winters stretched out his claws and touched Witt's body. Then a flame rose. In just a blink of an eye, the blood on Witt's hand was burned clean, and he himself was not injured at all.

Looking at the clean claws, Witt was relieved for an unknown reason.

But Winters's eyes were condensed.

"Tell me, Witt, do you hate blood?"

Hearing this, Witt turned to look at the blood that had already flowed all over the floor, and then shook his head.

"No, but I hate the feeling of it sticking to my body."

Winter's eyes flashed with confusion.

What kind of weird disease is this?

However, Winters did not delve into it. If she just hated the feeling of blood sticking to her body, it was not a big deal. She was afraid that Witt hated blood, because that meant that it would be difficult for Witt to become a qualified dragon.

After taking a look at the corpse of the Busulongmon, Winters hesitated again.

"Then how should you eat?"

"Can you help me cook it?"

Hearing this, Winters looked at Witt with a strange look again.

"Yes, in fact, some dragons do prefer to eat cooked food, but the taste of cooked food is not very good. Are you sure?"

Witt nodded.

With the memory of that world, Witt was not interested in eating raw meat. Even the creature who called himself a human was eating cooked food. As a dragon, how could he eat like a beast!

Seeing Witt nod, Winters did not hesitate any more and stretched out his claws to touch the body of the Busulongmon.

A hot flame rose up and wrapped the Busulongmon.

Soon, a strong meaty aroma began to permeate the dragon cave.

This meaty aroma attracted the other four little dragons.

Still swallowing Celine and the others, he sniffed the unique smell in the air and then looked at the source of the smell, which was Witt's Buss dragon beast.

At this time, it was wrapped in a ball of fire.

Billy swallowed his saliva.

"Ms. Winters, what is that?"

Hearing this, Winters looked at Billy.

"This is cooked food, do you want it too?"

Billy sniffed the unique smell in the air and nodded heavily.

Winters then looked at the other three little dragons.

"What about you?"

"Yes!"

"Me too!"

"Hmm... I want to try it!"

"I hope you won't regret it!"

Muttering softly, Winters tapped each Busulong beast. As flames rose, the fragrance in the air became more intense...

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