Night had fallen, and Master Mo’s stomach was grumbling desperately with hunger.
She looked at the Combat Lobsters in the pond, unable to eat them, her waxy yellow face full of sorrow.
"Xiao Xin, do you have any solution? It’s driving crazy with worry."
"Master Mo, catching lobsters isn’t that troubleso, just wait, I’ll catch them for you."
Seeing that Gui Hu didn’t refuse, Xin Lin knew that he had agreed.
She called over her Silly Dad.
"Baby... don’t eat..."
Silly Chu looked at the Combat Lobsters in the water, saying reluctantly.
(Don’t eat, lobsters, mommy, we don’t eat.)
Overlord Egg also looked reluctant.
These lobsters were caught by it and Beibei, they were all its babies.
Xin Lin was noncommittal. She didn’t plan to eat all the Combat Lobsters either. At the mont, these Combat Lobsters were all Spiritual Beasts; Xin Lin intended to keep so and raise them for a while to see if there were any changes.
Gui Hu strolled to the edge of the pond but didn’t go into the water.
Other than Xin Lin and Overlord Egg, no one else could see him.
A black aura enveloped his whole body, silently rging into the pond.
The Combat Lobsters sensed sothing amiss and imdiately waved their large claws.
But as soon as they touched that black aura, they shivered all over, as if plunged into an icy cellar, their bodies stiffening.
Plop, plop.
In the pond, one Combat Lobster after another lay flat on their backs, fainting.
"Huh? Why are they all belly up? Are they dead?"
Master Mo was stunned at the sight.
She picked up a Combat Lobster, heavy, weighing three or four pounds, which was just lively a mont ago, but now flipped it over in the blink of an eye.
Were they scared unconscious?
Xin Lin coughed lightly a few tis.
It seed that the Corpse King’s aura of the Pride Corpse was quite terrifying.
With Gui Hu’s intimidation, Xin Lin and the others finally had their dinner settled.
She selected five dium-sized, firm-fleshed Combat Lobsters.
She peeled off their shells, removed the shrimp guts, and then found so fresh water reeds. After lighting a fire and tinkering around, a strange aroma wafted out from the School Clinic.
Master Mo and the others waited eagerly into the night before seeing Xin Lin co out from the stove with several big plates.
In Longteng, these small lobsters from the ditches were usually braised.
Now that Xin Lin was a Three-star Spirit Chef, everyone naturally had high expectations for the Combat Lobsters she made.
"What kind of dish is this?"
Master Mo glanced at the plates.
The plate was large, holding a massive lobster head and tail.
The lobster at and large claws had been handled, with the hard shells removed, revealing the enticing shrimp at.
The shrimp at was drizzled with sesa oil and scallions, and was laid on a bed of fine white vermicelli.
"Stead."
Xin Lin smiled.
Master Mo pursed her lips, thinking Xiao Xin was being lazy.
Steaming was the least labor-intensive thod, just putting the shrimp into the pot.
Though she seed to disdain it with her words, Master Mo’s hands weren’t idle. She picked up a piece of shelled lobster, sucked it up with a slurp, and the elastic, white shrimp at entered her mouth.
With that bite, Master Mo felt a thrill all over.
So fresh.
The three or four pounds heavy Combat Lobsters had at that wasn’t tough at all. Instead, due to staying in a combat-ready state for a long ti, the at was firm and chewy.
Xin Lin used freshly picked water reeds, their spicy and sweet taste removed the lobster’s fishiness completely.
She also added a considerable amount of dicinal herbs, which balanced the coldness of the Combat Lobsters. After eating, one’s stomach felt warmly cozy.
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