People in the heavens are as rich as the enemies of the country

Chapter 432 Barn is dead!

"Barn, you don't have to worry about it that much."

Cui Xi was squatting next to a stream, comforting Barn, who was burying his whole body in the stream, trying hard to let the clear water purify the smell from his body.

"Bane? Who is Bane?"

There was a gurgling sound in the water, and Barn poked half of his face out: "You have recognized the wrong person. My name is Bard, Bard Warhammer."

"No, although what just happened is indeed embarrassing, we really won't laugh at you." Cui Xi covered her mouth and tried to show that she didn't know how to laugh.

"What happened?" Barn tried his best to keep a confused look on his face, although his flushed face revealed his emotions: "I don't remember anything happening just now."

"That's right! It's best to forget!" Trish suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "I was worried that Barn would accidentally shatter all the corpses, and his whole body would be baptized by carrion, and in the end he would be I’m still worried about Xun fainting.”

Baan froze on the spot, unable to control his expression any longer, and his whole body became slumped.

"Ah? Did I accidentally say it again?" Trish reacted immediately, her face turned red, and she quickly said: "Barn, I really didn't mean it. I wanted to comfort you."

"Don't talk to me, half-elf!" Barn lay down directly in the stream: "Also, from today on, I am not Barn, my name is Bard."

"Bane is dead!"

The last words were almost shouted out in anger.

Tang Sen glanced this way, and then continued to process the black dragon's flesh and blood.

Although Barn is indeed very funny. No, it can be said to be very funny with his stubborn performance, but Tang Sen is very busy now.

He has to deal with the black dragon's flesh and blood, which is an extremely important source of power next.

Smaug had already helped peel off the black dragon's leather - this guy had no discomfort at all with handling this black dragon that looked like him, and was even extremely happy.

Maybe he didn't regard the other person as his own kind at all, but as a food item. Tang Sen could feel his disgust. Even when Tang Sen was handling the flesh and blood, the way he looked at him was strange.

There is a feeling of "Master, how can you even talk about this kind of thing? I can't understand it!"

Indeed, as Barn said, the black dragon's flesh has a sour and stinky smell. To be honest, it is impossible for anyone to regard this thing as food.

Although dragon scales and dragon skin are disgusting, they are indeed good things. With the size of the black dragon, at least it can create a dragon scale armor for the team. This thing is more precious than adamantine plate armor, with physical defense and magic defense. They are all full, and money can’t buy them.

Tang Sen finally cleared some gold coins before he could fit this thing into the dimensional bag.

"Barn, are you done washing?"

After the black dragon's flesh and blood had been roughly cleaned up, Tang Sen shouted to Barn.

"Boss—" Barn poked his head out of the stream: "Please call me Bud."

He said dejectedly: "Boss, I'm not clean anymore."

"I feel like I smell like a zombie right now. I hate the undead."

The magic power in Tang Sen's body was running, and he cast a "clean as new" spell on him.

"Come here and do some work."

Barn sniffed his arm, and his brows suddenly softened: "Huh? I'm ready! Boss, why didn't you use such a convenient spell earlier?"

"Are you the boss or am I the boss?" Tang Sen said angrily, "Don't you see I'm busy? I'll teach you a lesson so that I won't be involved next time you make a mistake."

"That's definitely not possible. Dwarves are the most reliable!" Barn ran over and saw the black dragon's flesh and blood, and immediately took a step back: "Boss, are you serious?"

"What do you think?" Tang Sen glanced at him: "I remember that you boast of your extraordinary cooking skills. I'll leave these to you. Just make them delicious and try to make them swallowable."

Barn's expression was stiff: "I'm a chef, not a mage. I'll give it a try."

Tang Sen could see that he really had no idea what to do, but there was nothing he could do about this kind of thing. He might be able to eat what Barn made, but if he did it himself, even with his endurance, he might not be able to withstand the stinky flesh and blood.

"Let's find a way to get a red dragon next time." Tang Sen thought as he walked aside to avoid the smell of the black dragon's flesh and blood: "I remember there was a red dragon somewhere in the Underdark. It was very fat. It was definitely a great supplement. .”

While Barn was busy, Tang Sen was not idle either. He had to try out the idea that came up before.

Enhance your digestion through the power of magic!

This is not a complicated spell. Tang Sen has tried it several times during this time between creating transformation spells, and has given up on the original idea.

Based on the knowledge about the human body that I learned during the period of studying the fruits of the surgery, I enhanced my digestive function, and the effect was expected to be very good. However, in fact, the food that the human body can digest every day is limited. In addition to the extraordinary properties learned from the shepherd characteristics, food The remaining nutrients are difficult to remove.

Tang Sen realized that this was a strange trap he had fallen into because of his common sense. In fact, he didn't need to go to such trouble at all.

I don't need such precise principles of the human body. The wizards in the Harry Potter world have created so many spells, and I have never heard of any spells that were created based on scientific theories.

What he needs is not so much "digestion" as "refining".

Therefore, this magic spell only needs to extract the extraordinary properties from the food eaten, and separate and disappear all other parts - if it were not for the shepherd's properties that required it to be eaten, Tang Sen could even absorb it directly outside the body. No need to endure those weird smells.

This can also prevent the body from absorbing the harmful and toxic substances contained in the black dragon's flesh and blood.

Naomi wandered around Tang Sen several times, but hesitated to speak, but Tang Sen was immersed in the study of magic spells and ignored her.

It wasn't until a strange smell of pungent spices and sourness began to hit his nostrils that Tang Sen calmed down.

"Boss, I tried my best."

Barn came over carrying a large wooden tray that had just been whittled. The barbecue on the tray had an extremely suspicious color.

"This stuff can't be stewed at all. It makes me feel like I'm stewing shit. Ahem, boss, I'm not telling you to eat-"

"Shut up!" Tang Sen shouted to stop the other person from saying more disgusting words.

Damn it, each of the three teammates he found couldn't speak better than the last one. Tang Sen suddenly felt that Trish and Naomi should be more worried when they comforted Barn.

"Keep doing it, don't stop."

Tang Sen took the plate and sent the other person away. He looked at the thing that really didn't look like food and took a deep breath.