The sun shines brightly in the sky.
The sun in this Dungeon isn’t as dull as the celestial bodies in other Dungeons.
It bears such a resemblance to the scorching sun outside that it gives the illusion of being the real sun, perhaps reflecting the sun from outside.
The copper-colored Dungeon has no weather changes, no seasons, no day or night.
But the silver Dungeon possesses all these, yet feels unnatural.
Under the bright sun across the boundless grassland, three antelopes with white fur tinged with light green and odd horns are racing wildly.
From a distance, soone with poor eyesight might think they were a few moving, strangely shaped cakes.
anwhile, a team of Explorers is waiting for these three antelopes to walk right into their trap.
The running speed of the three antelopes is extrely fast, emitting a matcha scent with a touch of sweetness as they gallop.
This sweet scent makes sweet lovers’ mouths water uncontrollably.
Not to ntion that the sweet scent is mixed with the aroma of bread, as if these breads were freshly baked.
Kane watched as the three antelopes charged heedlessly towards them, lowering their bread-like horns towards their enemies.
Their galloping montum seed to pay no mind to the massive power gap between them and Kane.
It’s peculiar, for in theory, such animals give the impression of being herbivores in the wild should be extrely vigilant with keen awareness of powerful creatures.
Yet these antelopes lack such traits entirely.
The floating information compendium projected in midair also indicates that these antelopes possess only one-star level strength.
Their only offensive feature is their exceptionally hard skulls, their bread-like horns aren’t as soft as they appear, they’re quite hard, and together with their speed, they can deliver a very strong impact.
For such creatures, Kane had no intention of withstanding their attacks, as he could already sll the aroma from these goats from afar.
Beside Kane, in the air, threads of white Spider Silk charged towards the approaching antelopes with Magic Power’s undulating presence.
These strands of Spider Silk entwined together as they shot towards the antelopes, forming a massive web.
The advancing web collided with the reckless antelopes, then the web tightly wrapped the three antelopes together, entangling them.
With every struggle of the antelopes, the web beca more and more secure.
As Kane and his companions arrived, every ti the antelopes struggled and kicked, they pulled on the limbs of their comrades.
"The scent is so delicious, Lilu couldn’t help but want a bite." Lilu exclaid, flapping her wings, taking a deep inhale at the direction of the three antelopes.
Still, Lilu wasn’t wrong; the scent did indeed whet Kane and his companions’ appetites.
However, along their journey, they had wanted to taste everything, from edible plant leaves, resins, flowers and grass, even chewable stones.
Encountering such things and not at least trying them felt like a waste; satisfying their curiosity while tasting delicious treats, why not?
Though this did bring about so minor consequences, truthfully, even with their Constitution, there was a slight sense of satiety.
"This thing slls so good, it should be edible, right? Or at least, which part of it is the best to eat?"
Kane squatted down and examined the tied-up antelopes, inquiring aloud.
Yoyo then projected the second page of the antelope’s compendium in the air, displaying its edible parts and ways of consumption.
Bread Antelope, depending on the color of its fur, offers different textures.
The type in front of Kane and his companions, with slightly greenish fur, has a matcha flavor. The matcha flavor refers not to its at, but its bread-like horns.
This creature has almost no natural enemies, and their way of deterring predators is that if they die in agony, all the edible parts of their bodies turn unbearably sour.
According to anonymous tasters, it tastes just like feces, imprinting in their enemies’ DNA that this creature is not to eat.
They live in such leisure primarily because their reproduction isn’t highly prolific, not to ntion having a bad temper, often fighting to the death over mates.
The survival rate of their offspring isn’t high either, as they tend to eliminate their siblings to monopolize their mother’s care.
Yet, they are considered a rare delicacy; to preserve their at quality and horn flavor, they must be fed Peace Fruit.
Peace Fruit triggers an emotional response in these creatures, causing them to die in a state of extre rage.
After reading about the antelopes, Longbei couldn’t help but complain: "It’s too troubleso to eat these creatures, isn’t it?"
"Not at all!" Yoyo interjected.
He then projected information about Peace Fruit.
This is a semi-transparent light blue fruit that grows on trees, making it hard for antelopes to reach, but Bread Antelopes love foraging under such fruit trees.
That’s because their favorite snack, the onion ant Kane crushed earlier, finds Peace Fruit tree roots the most ideal place for nesting.
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