Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

The huge body fell on the red earth, red dust flew up, and the wailing sound echoed under the blue sky.

Ye Fan walked forward and raised his fist to hit the bull elephant's head again.

The opponent's solid skin was no different from a foam board under the iron fist. The fist penetrated the skin, the skull, and finally the brain.

He pulled his hand away and cast Dustless Land on his skin to repel all the blood stains.

Looking at his clean sleeves, Ye Fan nodded with satisfaction. Today's prey was very sensible and actually ran towards him on its own initiative.

The elephants howled and began to flee backwards.

They don't understand what the creature in front of them is, but that doesn't stop them from feeling fear towards the being at the top of the food chain.

Ye Fan didn't pursue him, as one elephant was enough to eat.

It's no problem feeding a tribe of 80 people for a week.

At this moment, Ye Fan felt the gaze of something else.

But behind him, there was only a large area of ​​huge rocks, but behind the rocks, Ye Fan smelled the scent of dragon blood.

Chapter 132: Tearing the Giant Elephant Apart with Hands! Fresh ingredients only require the simplest cooking methods

Ye Fan turned around and sprinted at an incredible speed. He smashed the blocking rock with one punch and found the person hiding behind it.

He was a dark-skinned man, his whole body covered with black dragon scales, two canine teeth protruding, a pair of golden eyes staring brightly, and his whole body was so thin that only skin and bones were left.

Seeing Ye Fan approaching, he let out a roar and pounced on Ye Fan. His clothes were very simple, only a grass skirt woven with dried aloe vera.

It couldn't even completely cover my second brother.

He had an obsidian knife tied around his waist. It was a chipped stone tool, and it was extremely crude.

He pounced towards Ye Fan with savage movements, like a wild beast with bared fangs.

Ye Fan came behind him in a flash and chopped the back of his neck with a knife. The man lost consciousness.

"Dong dong dong..."

Heavy footsteps sounded, and the ground began to shake.

The people in the tribe all came out. They could feel their bodies shaking, see the trembling houses, and hear the sound like thunder spreading in their ears.

They all looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw a huge monster slowly approaching on the horizon.

Under that huge monster was the familiar black figure.

The old man first looked at the elephant that Ye Fan lifted above his head, and swallowed uncontrollably.

The sight before him was beyond his comprehension. He had thought the other party was going to hunt some antelope or something like that, but he actually came over with an elephant in one hand.

It was obviously a strong male elephant.

At this moment, Ye Fan's figure was like a god in the eyes of the old man and other members of the tribe.

Such a feat could only be accomplished by the heroes in tribal legends who led the tribe out of hunger in ancient times.

The other party held the elephant in one hand and walked on the ground step by step. Every step he took left a deep pit on the ground.

The other person was carrying a dark-skinned man in his other hand. The man's face looked familiar to the old man, but he was not sure.

It was not until Ye Fan threw the man and the elephant to the ground that the old man stroked the man's cheek with trembling hands.

A woman also came over and threw herself on the man, crying.

Ye Fan understood what they were saying. This man was one of the people who had disappeared.

But the other person's appearance had changed so much that he quickly asked the old man.

The old man gestured and said that the man was one of the strongest men in the tribe.

He is physically strong, but he does not have any awakened bloodline. He is just an ordinary strong person.

But now the other party looked like a skinny lizard, and only he, the tribal chief, and his wife could barely recognize him by his face shape and body shape.

Ye Fan touched his chin. He found that this place was not just interesting. Maybe he could find something more useful than experimental materials here.

Maybe you can find a completely new topic.

Ye Fan squatted down and stroked the man's face.

The scales on the other party's body were newly grown, uneven, and even stained with blood from when the skin was pierced by the scales.

"Did you transform your bloodline through alchemy? But the method is very strange, completely different from the current bloodline-based potions. It's a very ancient alchemy."

Ye Fan became more and more excited as he touched. The other person's body seemed like a huge treasure to him.

Although his bloodline was weak, the unknown ancient alchemy had indeed transformed the man in front of him from an ordinary person into a hybrid.

If he could master this technology, he would have the ability to truly mass-produce hybrids.

Hybrids have been thriving ever since, and people in modern society more or less have some dragon blood in their bodies. The reason they can't awaken their bloodline is because the purity of the dragon blood in their bodies is too low. There are also some qualifications issues involved.

Even a mixed-blood family cannot guarantee that every one of their descendants will be able to awaken their bloodline. After all, only a small number of people can master that extraordinary power.

But the technology used by the man in front of him was obviously beyond common sense, turning ordinary people into hybrids!

The old man next to him looked at Ye Fan's excitement and quickly reminded him:

"Mr. Ye, he has never done anything bad..."

The old man's voice was bitter, but it also woke Ye Fan up from his academic frenzy.

He smiled awkwardly at the old man. Ye Fan also knew that his behavior just now was impolite, and he actually wanted to dissect someone else's tribe in front of others.

"Don't worry, I will help treat him. If you need me to, I don't have to report it to the secret party."

Ye Fan pointed at the man and said.

The old man knew the terror of the Executive Department and the Secret Party. He hurriedly thanked Ye Fan. At this point, he could only trust Ye Fan.

"Thank you very much. Although I don't know what happened, these are all my people. I really can't bear to let them go through that..."

The old man looked a little lonely, he really didn't know what was going on.

But just by looking at the man's appearance, he could imagine what the other missing tribesmen had experienced.

After settling the man.

The rest of the women came out of the house and stared at the elephant hunted by Ye Fan with their eyes wide open in shock.

The elephants here are not very tall, a few times smaller than those on the real African savannah, but they are enough to feed 80 people for a week.

The women began to cut up the elephant with crudely hammered obsidian knives, separating the pieces of meat. Then they worked together to lift out a huge clay pot.

It's more like a vat than a pot. This earthenware pot is big enough for several people to bathe in.

The women looked very happy; they had never seen so much flesh before.

Such good meat should be boiled in water instead of roasted over fire.

They took out the water from the clay pot in the house. The water was not clean, but rather a bit turbid. However, the women poured the water into the clay pot with great care and then threw the decomposed internal organs into it.

The internal organs are the first to start to rot, so they have to be eaten first to avoid waste.

Until the pot is filled.

Then a woman sprinkled some white salt grains into the pot. This was obviously fine salt brought from outside and was very clean.

The children were also very happy and surrounded Ye Fan.

"Are you the hero of tribal legend?"

One of the children asked curiously with dark eyes.

"Hero? I'm not really one, but can you tell me about that hero's deeds?"

Ye Fan said with a smile.

"Hey, you don't know anything about heroes, so let me tell you about it!"

The children were even happier, as this was a rare opportunity for them to show themselves.

Chapter 133 Strange Figure

"The chief grandfather once said that thousands of years ago, an unprecedented drought struck the land, and all the tribes lost their food. At that time, a hero appeared who could fight lions and leopards with his bare hands."

"He has eyes of gold and incredible strength. He led countless tribes to unite and fight against the drought, and established a large tribe! He is the hero Carl!"

The child spoke excitedly, and the eyes of other children also gleamed. It was obvious that this legendary hero was the object of worship for these children.

"Oh, Hero Carl. I remember that name."

Ye Fan still smiled.

Tearing tigers and leopards apart with bare hands, with a B-level bloodline at least, it is entirely possible to go higher.

"Is there a sequel to this story? What happens after he establishes a large tribe?"

Ye Fan asked curiously.

"Hey, what about the follow-up?"

The boy scratched his head, feeling a little lost.

This is just a fairy tale.

Fairy tales only need to have a happy ending, such as the princess marrying the prince, and it doesn't matter whether the subsequent married life is happy or not.

The same is true for this story. It is enough for the hero to save people. What happened to the hero afterwards? What happened to the people is not important.

"Haha, it doesn't matter if you don't have it."

Ye Fan touched the boy's head, then got up to help cook.

The rice was cooked quickly. It was so coarse that not even the blood foam had floated away. The soup was also a strange brown color.

But this is the best food we can make under the current conditions.

The women served soup to Ye Fan in a clay bowl. Ye Fan took it with a smile and drank a sip nonchalantly. Then he took out a body part from the bowl, which was not sure whether it was the liver or the heart, and started to eat it.

It is salty and chewy, and more importantly, it contains meat, which can replenish energy and trace elements for the body.

For Ye Fan, this thing is not delicious, but it is not too bad either, and is completely acceptable.