The smell of blood attracted the poisonous insects.
When the young man in the bamboo hat had just finished handcuffing the beast legs and was wolfing down the scalding fat, he did not realize that he was already surrounded by a dense swarm of poisonous insects.
The poisonous insects in the rainforest were more bloodthirsty than the last.
Just like sharks in the sea, they were extremely sensitive to the smell of blood.
Blood meant injury, and injury meant blood food.
A drop of blood was enough to make the poisonous insects within a kilometer go crazy.
Due to the effects of hunger and poison, the youth lost his keen insight and ended up in a pile of insects, turning into a pile of white bones.
Alan was holding a strong fire wolf which was bleeding out beside the stream and he was washing it up.
He carefully cut open its stomach, removed its internal organs, and washed away the blood foam.
Then, he used a small knife to cut open the back of the fire wolf. With a hard flip, a complete piece of wolf skin was peeled off.
The fire wolf was a level five demon beast. Groups of fire wolves could even feed on level seven earth dragons.
As the fur contained rich fire and wind elements, it was warm in winter and cool in summer. A complete piece of fire wolf skin could be bought for more than a thousand gold coins outside.
Ten gold coins were enough for a family of five to spend a year comfortably.
Alan did not know the technology of tanning leather. After peeling off the wolf's skin, he conveniently threw it into the river.
The blood in the river was enough to drive the surrounding poisonous insects and demon beasts crazy.
However, because of Alan's aura, they instinctively did not dare to approach.
In addition, after the blood merged with the water, it disappeared quickly. These poisonous insects could still endure it.
However, the fire wolf's skin was real meat!
Alan loved the legs of beasts, so he was not interested in the internal organs and claws.
After the other parts were thrown into the water, the little tyrant covered his crotch and other important parts with his hands and spread his wings, ready to fly into the sky.
Poisonous insects were everywhere. Once there was a riot, even he, the king of the rainforest, could not afford to offend them.
"Be careful, be careful of the dust.
"You've dirtied my beast legs, so I've peeled off your skin.
"My wings are troublesome. Why don't I try roasting chicken wings next time? It's not a bad idea."
Alan moved a few steps away from the Little Overlord unhappily. He did not forget to mumble.
The Little Overlord's three big eyes were wide open, staring at the surface of the water.
The internal organs and fur of the fire wolf were floating on the surface of the water. Not a single poisonous insect came out to bite them.
The smell of blood was allowed to drift along the river.
How was this possible?!
The little tyrant clearly knew how terrifying the river water in the rainforest was.
Even if he was a water-type dragon, every time he was thirsty, he would drink the water vapor in the air with his dragon breath.
He never dared to drink a single drop of water in the river.
Even if he wanted to go to the riverside to catch a toad, he would always be careful and run away as soon as something went wrong.
Toads were his favorite, but it was not easy to catch it.
That was why he treasured it so much.
The little tyrant was already very surprised that Alan would hunt so recklessly and did not even clean up any traces.
No matter how much he racked his brain, he still could not understand why the poisonous insects in the water would turn a blind eye to Alan.
Could it be that they had been modified by Alan, just like him?
Did they know how terrifying Alan was, so they did not dare to provoke this demon god?
Yes, yes, that must be the case.
The Little Overlord's three heads nodded like chickens pecking at rice. As he confirmed his guess, he spat out dragon flames and a breeze, preparing to help Alan barbecue.
After failing more than ten times in a row, Alan was already disappointed with the little tyrant.
The Little Overlord ate himself until his stomach was round, but Alan had not eaten a single bite.
In the rainforest, it was not easy to find a fat prey.
Most of the demon beasts here were like toads, which were round. They were either poisonous or had thick juice.
The Little Overlord liked to pop the pulp, but Alan still preferred real roasted meat.
The fire wolf was one of the few demon beasts that Alan liked, but it was a pity that there were not many of them.
Alan opened a piece of bark and skilfully took out the poisonous insects inside. He pinched the head and removed the tail, squeezed out the internal organs, and put them aside for use.
His movements were so skilful that it was suffocating.
Trematode worm, fear turtle worm, three-tailed soul-drawing worm, flame-bursting spider, sting centipede...
All kinds of poisonous insects were pulled out from Alan's hands like cabbages in a market.
They were either cut at the head and tail, or disemboweled, mixed into all kinds of juice and paste, and then evenly spread on the beast's legs.
The fine meat exposed in the air kept changing colors because of the poison, and the nerves that had not completely lost their strength were constantly trembling.
It was as if they were preparing to escape from this place.
None of these poisonous things were provoked by the fire wolf.
If it knew that the beast leg could be so brave after its death, would the fire wolf feel better?
Alan hummed a little tune and prepared this secret sauce that was definitely a dark cuisine even in the demon world.
After he had used up all the poisonous insects he could collect, he took the beast leg and sniffed it, revealing a satisfied smile.
It was strong enough!
The beast leg was so poisonous that even Alan, who was invulnerable to all poisons, was tempted.
Alan was very worried that he had accidentally brought out the 101st poison. He had wanted to let the Little Overlord taste it first.
However, the Little Overlord righteously rejected him.
Seeing that he was determined not to comply, Alan could only give up.
The dragon flame was already set up. Alan casually took out a watermelon-like fruit from under the vine and stuffed it under his butt as a cushion.
Just as he was about to start roasting it, the Little Overlord jumped and ran away.
"Exploding bug, it will explode if you touch it, bang!"
The Little Overlord waved his hands and feet as he covered his ears with his claws.
Unfortunately, he had three heads, but only two claws. He could not cover all his heads.
The three heads fought back and forth, and it was a mess.
"It's a mess, isn't it? Hurry up, don't delay me from training my culinary skills."
Alan patted the explosive bug under him. It was soft, cute, and bouncy. He did not know how comfortable it was to sit on it.
The Little Overlord stuck out its butt and stretched its neck, moving forward bit by bit, as if it was afraid that the explosive bug would suddenly explode.
When it first came to the rainforest, the Little Overlord was a newborn dragon. It did not know how dangerous society was and had suffered greatly from the explosive bug.
Seeing the explosive bug roll, round, and had a lot of juice, it thought it was delicious.
In the end, that explosion almost blew up its stomach.
From then on, the bug left a very deep cut in him and he never dared to come any closer to it.
When the dragon flame was barely able to reach Alan's feet, the Little Overlord refused to go any further.
It would rather stick out its butt and stretch out its long neck like a pheasant than try the taste of the explosion again.
"How troublesome. Wait for me. Don't eavesdrop, do you hear me?"
Alan suddenly thought of something and placed the beast leg on the little tyrant's head. He got up and went deep into the rainforest in search of something.
"No!"
The little tyrant saw that Alan had gone far away and suddenly heard something.
He wanted to run, but it was already too late.
Boom!
The explosive bug exploded violently. Everything within a hundred meter radius was reduced to nothingness under the flames.