White Ring of Douluo

The streets of Syracuse are very spacious, and you can see many criss-crossing straight traces in the center.

Le Bai has a sled that senses the existence of the city.

After a while, someone pushed a sled past.

Oscar was surprised: Look, Le Bai! That carriage is so strange, it has no wheels!

That's not a carriage. I don't know what people call it here, but I call it a sled.

Le Bai Kepu said: The carriage can't move on the snow, so the wheels need to be made that way. It's the same reason as I asked you to tie the branches to the soles of your shoes.

sled?

Oscar was taken aback for a moment: You know so much!

Not much, just happened to know.

Le Bai did not continue this topic: There is a tavern in front, and this time I may be able to eat more authentic food in the extreme north. Be careful, even if you are not used to eating for a while, don't say it. Also, don't make any strange moves or actions .”

Speaking out offends people, right? I understand!

Oscar nodded: But what do you mean by strange actions and actions?

Just like some of our gestures have special meanings, there should be ones here, but we don't know.

Le Bai gave an example: Maybe a certain action or gesture you make inadvertently may contain some bad meaning to the people here, such as provocation.

How can there be a coincidence?

Oscar doubted: Are you too nervous?

It doesn't hurt to be careful.

Le Bai warned: In this city, there are people of the title Douluo level sitting in the town.

seal up…

Oscar counseled in seconds: I promise not to make any strange gestures or movements!

After walking more than a dozen streets, the two finally arrived at their destination.

The store is quite formal, with an ice sculpture in the shape of a wine glass at the door, and the glass is engraved with the name of the wine or the name of the store in the lingua franca: Snow City Fog.

Below the name is an unknown character, and Le Bai guesses that it is a character inherited from the Far North itself.

Although I haven't entered yet, I can already smell the aroma of food nearby.

It is noon now, and in Le Bai's perception, there are no other guests in the tavern.

The door is also a piece of ice. I don't know what material the door shaft is made of, but it doesn't take much effort to push it.

When the door was opened, there was no smell of wine, but a strong smell of food came to the nostrils.

Le Bai and Oscar couldn't help taking a deep breath.

The room was well lit, and the ceiling was inlaid with many mirror-like snowflakes, emitting a bright but soft white light.

welcome!

Behind the counter, the amazing proprietress gave them a warm smile, her voice was not pleasant but very clear: The two guests are strangers, could it be that they are from outside?

The proprietress has good eyesight.

Le Bai returned a smile, and said: We two brothers came from the Heaven Dou Empire and went to the extreme north to find soul beasts.

Passing through this snow city, I thought of coming in to rest for a while, and inquire about the soul beast we are looking for by the way.

Then you must be starving!

The proprietress yelled at the back kitchen: Two servings!

After shouting, he explained to Le Bai and Oscar: I'm sorry, there are not as many things here as in the Empire. Our store only provides one kind of food every day. There is also wine. The sign at the door says, Syracuse Fog, order Why don't you try it? Guaranteed to be better than other places!

it is good.

Le Bai nodded, and then asked, How much?

A serving of food is five silver soul coins, and a glass of wine is also five silver soul coins.

The proprietress smiled and said, Exactly twenty silver soul coins.

The corner of Oscar's mouth twitched, and he cursed inwardly: Black! It's dark!

Le Bai paid the money with a calm face, and then asked: Miss Boss, if you want to inquire about soul beasts, where should you go and who should you ask?

You're asking the right person!

The proprietress accepted the money and said with a smile: For matters related to soul beasts, I suggest you ask the hunting team.

Hunting team?

Le Bai asked: Are you referring to a team that specializes in hunting soul beasts?

That's right!

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The landlady's expression was a little serious: In the extreme north, ordinary animals and vegetation can't survive. Except for the cedar with soul power and some uncommon plants, there are only various soul beasts. The hunting team, It's the kind of team formed by soul masters who specialize in hunting soul beasts.

This kind of team should be people who can provide materials and turnover to the hotel.

Le Bai's expression was also a little more serious: Why is the proprietress so serious when she talks about them?

Those people are not good people.

The proprietress lowered her voice: They don't just hunt and kill soul beasts. If there is money to be made or the spoils are not evenly distributed, no matter if it is a person or a teammate, they will attack.

Even teammates...

Oscar was silently surprised, and had a better understanding of the cruelty of the Far North.

Le Bai nodded and said, Thank you Madam Boss, we will pay attention.

In the back kitchen, a man suspected of being the boss came out with two steaming sea bowls, and put them in front of them with a bang: Beast meat with iced rice.

The proprietress handed over two gloves at the right time: No chopsticks or knives and forks are generally used here. These are gloves made of the membrane in the intestines of soul beasts. They have been washed clean. Put them on and grab them to eat.

Le Bai and Oscar reached for the gloves, and turned their attention to the food in front of them.

When they ate in a border town before, the sea bowl they had seen was already as big as a small basin, but now this one was even bigger, it was exactly a basin.

Each piece of the slightly browned animal meat was as big as a palm, shiny with oil, filled with light blue irregular pieces, and boldly piled up the entire sea bowl.

This, so many!

Oscar was a little worried that he couldn't finish eating.

Eat first.

Le Bai said: I can't finish eating, I'll leave.

The two put on gloves, grabbed a piece, and bit down!

The meat is very tough and very thick, and it almost didn't bite.

Bite hard to the end, and the light blue irregular pieces inside were squeezed into his mouth at once.

After chewing twice, the crushed meat suddenly melted, and the strong meaty aroma mixed with an indescribably rich rice aroma spread from the mouth to the nasal cavity, and finally entered the stomach.

These light blue pieces, are they rice?

Le Bai strengthened his soul power on his teeth, and under the guidance of the panel, he chomped while staring at the bowl, thinking: No, it is impossible for the rice to be broken into such a large size, it should be just a grain with a similar taste. In terms of taste , um... a bit like sorghum.

Eat carefully, it seems to have a little salty taste... It's not an illusion, it does have a slight salty taste, which further enhances the aroma of meat and rice!

After eating five or six yuan in a row, Le Bai felt his throat was a bit dry, and the proprietress had already put down two big cups that looked like small buckets: Are you starting to feel thirsty?

Le Bai nodded, picked up the cup, and took a sip—Zi~

The thirsty throat seemed to make a quenching sound, and he opened his mouth to ha and let out a thick mist.

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