Kunlun Wendao: "I heard that every protoss has an innate skill. I wonder what your innate skill is. Can you help us?"
"If you are useful to us, we will give you the corresponding supplies."
Girl: "That's right."
Ye Wudao thought for a moment and said, "My talent is that I am very good at cooking."
Everyone: "..."
Hahaha!
"Did I hear that right? The divine race's innate skill is cooking."
"Some people can draw thunder, some can touch gold, and the worst can condense water to solve urgent needs."
"But this guy's innate skill is actually knowing how to cook. He must be the legendary rice cook."
For a moment, Ye Wudao wished he could just kill these guys.
After laughing enough, the girl said: "Of course, good cooking skills are not useless. Now I will test you."
"Make this rabbit for us to eat. If we are satisfied, we will keep you."
With that said, the girl threw a rabbit to Ye Wudao.
Ye Wudao glanced at it and found that the rabbit had been bitten to death, and there were several wounds torn by human teeth on its body.
This shocked Ye Wudao. People of the Kunlun lineage must be drinking blood.
Ye Wudao lit up a fire on the spot and scorched the fur on the surface of the rabbit. He scraped the fur clean with a dagger, wrapped it in lotus leaves, wrapped it in mud, put it under the soil, and baked it in the fire.
This series of operations left several people stunned.
"Why did you wrap the rabbit in mud and eat the mud?"
"Why use fire to roast it? Wouldn't the blood evaporate?"
"You will roast the rabbit meat until it is old. How can you eat it without the umami flavor?"
Several people became angry and attacked Ye Wudao one after another, and even tried to pull the rabbit out from under the fire.
Ye Wudao said quickly: "It will be ready soon, it will be ready soon, just wait a moment."
"If it tastes bad, I'll catch two more for you."
The girl hesitated for a moment, and finally snorted coldly: "Huh, I'll give you a chance."
In less than ten minutes, the aroma of barbecue will be released.
Although the roasted rabbit is wrapped in soil and buried underground, how can the soil block the aroma of the barbecue?
Several people from the Kunlun lineage looked at the place where the roasted rabbit was buried, salivating.
"Is this what roasted rabbit tastes like?"
"Wonderful, wonderful beyond words."
"You can eat it now. I really want to taste the taste of the rabbit roasted in the fire."
"It seems that the people of the God Clan are not that stupid. At least they are ahead of us in cooking skills."
With that said, several people were about to take out the roasted rabbit.
Ye Wudao quickly stopped a few people: "Guys, stop, stop quickly."
Several people looked at Ye Wudao impatiently: "What's wrong?"
Ye Wudao said: "The roasted rabbit is not yet cooked yet, so it doesn't taste good. Let's wait a little longer and enjoy it when the taste reaches its peak."
Several people looked at each other. Although they couldn't bear it, they still endured it.
Ye Wudao chatted with a few people: "How do you Kunlun people cook on weekdays?"
Kunlun Wendao: "We basically eat rabbits like this raw. Occasionally we boil them in water."
Ye Wudao: "Oh, does it taste better raw or boiled?"
Kunlun: "It tastes better when boiled in water."
Ye Wudao: "Then why don't you boil the ingredients and still eat them raw?"
Kunlun Wen: "Nonsense, water is not a resource. Except for our clan leader who often wastes water to cook things, we basically eat them raw."
"As long as it fills my stomach."
Ye Wudao clicked his tongue.
The degree of backwardness of the Kunlun lineage was beyond Ye Wudao's imagination. He never expected that they would still be stuck in the age of eating hair and drinking blood.