"Is this really something I made?"
Looking at the smelly mess in front of him, Ji Nuan felt his whole beastly nature revolting.
The basket of Shell Beast Meat in front of him had been left to sun-dry directly, but unexpectedly, it had turned out like this. Thankfully, not too much had been placed out.
"Shaman Ji Nuan, look at this." Ya Li's voice, carrying a hint of surprise, came from another shelf, prompting an uplifted mood in Ji Nuan who hurried over.
"Hahaha, is this one sun-dried properly?"
In Ya Li's hands was a bamboo mat with what appeared to be shriveled Shell Beast Meat, feeling rock hard when pinched.
"Want to taste and see what it's like?" Ji Nuan looked at Ya Li with an expectant face.
Ya Li's expression stiffened: "Why should I be the one to taste such a dangerous thing?"
A deep, magnetic voice rose beside Ji Nuan: "Wasn't this basket your responsibility? Go ahead and try it."
