Durin's Diary

Chapter 873: Drinking

The Rabbit Demon Secretary tilted his head. His small head seemed a little inadequate today.

Actually, it is not difficult to understand. Look, his director is sitting there, sweating profusely while eating fried vermicelli with shredded pork and chili powder.

Mr. Du Lin from the Western Continent, a little Candle Dragon, and his overly powerful counterpart were also eating the same food.

Are you so not afraid of spicy food? The rabbit demon thinks that chili peppers are the worst thing in the world. He gets stomachache after eating them.

He was thinking this until the people around Du Lin looked at him and said, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I ate at home this morning and I'm still full." The rabbit demon has a small stomach, which is a minor problem in their family. Two meals a day are enough. If they insist on eating three meals, their stomachs will be full in a blink of an eye.

"What a shame! I couldn't eat much before, but as I got stronger, my appetite slowly improved." Melinda, a fellow resident, said this, sizing him up. "It's a shame about you. You're so skinny. In the Western Continent, skinny kids like you... would be abandoned."

"That was in the Western Continent, in Chang Tang. Children with healthy limbs and a useful brain won't be abandoned. He's working for me now, and he's doing quite well." The tortoise looked up, having finished his meal, and wiped his mouth with two tissues. "It's strange to say, why are you here?"

"Mr. Yan said that the best food in Changtang is in the alleys. Don't listen to people who say the buns on Chang'an Street are delicious. In fact, there is not much filling there and the waiters all have horse faces." Du Lin said as he changed the bowl - the empty bowls beside him had piled up like a small mountain.

"Mr. Yan is right. It's not as good as the cakes here." The Turtle Spirit said this and turned to look at his rabbit demon. "Speaking of which, I heard from the old master and Mr. Yan that Mr. Du Lin has a unique skill. With your blessing, there is a chance to advance the bloodline. So I want to ask you for a favor. Can you bless this little rabbit of mine?"

"Are you crazy? Such a ceremony must cost a lot of money, and it's really too much for you to ask Mr. Du Lin like this." Secretary Rabbit widened his eyes.

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Du Lin was bragging about his shredded pork with fried vermicelli. This restaurant was really good, with lots of meat, good vermicelli, and even bean sprouts - it was the first time in Du Lin's life that he had eaten bean sprouts. The shredded pork with fried vermicelli he had in New Hangzhou had bean sprouts in it, but there were no bean sprouts in the Middle Earth and the Western Continent. It really didn't seem authentic at all.

Now that he had finally relived his long dream, Du Lin was enjoying his meal when he heard the turtle spirit's speech, and then he heard the concerns of his rabbit demon secretary.

If you pray for yourself, Dulin might not necessarily grant it. But if you pray for the little bunny behind you, then Dulin must grant it. Thinking of this, Dulin grabbed with his little hand, and the magician's hand immediately dragged the little bunny demon in front of him. Dulin wiped his hands and gently tapped the bunny's forehead. "Okay, we'll see the results in three minutes. If you're lucky, maybe you can awaken something."

"If it weren't for the fact that you're so powerful, Mr. Du Lin, I'd think my director had been deceived by you." The brat said, looking at his hands with curiosity: "What will become of me?"

"Does your family have any old professions or extraordinary paths?" Du Lin asked, and then smiled again. Old professions and extraordinary paths were terms used in the Western Continent. "What I mean is, your family has someone like a Heavenly Master, or a path profession like the Forest Crossing Guest."

"My family has produced a few Heavenly Masters, but not many. On average, there is one every fifty years," said the brat.

"What about dragon species?" Durin asked. When the beastmen transform into dragon species, they will lose most of their beastman appearance, and from a probabilistic point of view, the probability is also pitifully small, but there is no such thing as percentage in probability, only yes or no.

The bunny thought for a moment and shook his head: "No, at least there are no dragons in my family tree." At this point, he became a little embarrassed: "My family has rarely produced anyone with special abilities."

As soon as the bastard finished speaking, Melinda raised her head and said, "It's begun."

As soon as she finished speaking, Du Lin saw that the bunny in front of him had changed - his bunny ears that were originally drooping on both sides stood up high, and his originally short hair suddenly grew to his waist.

Du Lin nodded, then took out a booklet: "Come, look at this." Du Lin pointed to the first page: "What color are the numbers?" "Bright red." The answer was correct.

Du Lin nodded and looked at Wang Bajing: "Beastmen like him have a certain chance of becoming color blind when their bloodline awakens. The unlucky ones may even only be able to see black, white and gray."

The bastard said, "That's a good thing."

Du Lin turned to the second page and said: "Can you see the numbers? If you don't understand numbers, you can draw the pattern in the circle."

Although Du Lin considered that there might be a difference in the numbers, Chang Tang obviously also used numbers, and the bastard reported the numbers - this meant that he did not have any distorted consciousness.

Then Du Lin turned to the third page: "Look, is that a dog or a wolf in this picture?"

This is also a very important indicator. The one in the picture is a wolf, which has been well tamed and is pretending to be a dog.

If it is a herbivorous beastman, it will definitely be identified as a wolf. If it has awakened a high-level bloodline, it will be recognized as a dog - just like Melinda beside Durin. She has never been afraid of wolves since her bloodline awakened, and she interacts with nature every day in the wild. Let alone wolves, she can kill more violent alien species at will.

"It looks like a dog, but judging from the picture, it should be a wolf. After all, animals' eyes don't lie," he said.

Du Lin nodded, then looked at Melinda: "Do you want to take him for a walk in the wild?"

"Ah?" The bastard and the turtle howled in unison.

Du Lin looked at the two of them and said, "Now it can be confirmed that their bloodline has awakened, but I don't know what bloodline it is. Considering the white head and erect ears, I suspect it is the Forest Climber."

"But there aren't any large forest farms around Shangjing." The Turtle Fairy said, then looked at his own bunny: "You know what, with white hair and no facial wrinkles, he's quite cute."

Isn’t it? A special attack on the old Chinese.

"Tell me the coordinates, a closer one." Du Lin said while complaining in his heart.

The turtle spirit gave a coordinate, and Du Lin opened the transmission channel without saying a word.

The next second, a bear head squeezed over.

The entire shop was silent.

The big bear was silent for a while and wanted to retract his head.

Oh, it’s not that easy to leave!

Du Lin reached out and pulled the bear out of the door!
(End of this chapter)