You Call Yourself a Butcher?

Zheng Bailu looked towards Luo Jun and tilted his head slightly.

He was somewhat puzzled.

The young man in front of him looked like nothing special. He did not even seem to possess Gang Qi, yet Zheng Bailu could smell an unprecedented fragrance from him.

Yes. Because of his special Devour Ability, Zheng Bailu possessed a unique sense that others did not have. This sense relied on smell and helped him distinguish the "nutritional value" of other living creatures, especially humans who knew how to use Vital Energy.

To his nose, ordinary people had no particular scent. Those who cultivated Vital Energy gave off a strange fragrance; the stronger the scent, the stronger the target, and the greater the benefit he would gain from eating them.

But the person before him was strange.

His fragrance was exceptionally rich, perhaps the richest Zheng Bailu had ever encountered in his life. Yet oddly, it was extremely faint. Even from this close, he could only barely smell it.

Normally, the stronger the fragrance, the farther it should spread. He had previously encountered first-rate experts, Peak experts, and even Feather Transformation experts, and their scent had reached his nose from far away. Yet this young man's fragrance was far stronger than theirs, but he could only faintly detect it from such close range.

Who exactly was he?

"What? Can't understand human speech?" Seeing that the person before him did not move, Luo Jun continued urging him. "Get back to your post immediately. Don't disrupt the exam!"

"You know me?" Zheng Bailu looked at Luo Jun, faint Green Light glowing in his eyes.

"I do." Luo Jun pulled out the prisoner roster. "Zheng Bailu. Imprisoned for sixty-seven years. Convicted of serial murder. Nicknamed the Cannibal Butcher. Sentenced to life imprisonment..." After reading the information, Luo