What a fierce little thing.
Still, Chen Shouyi didn't dare provoke the little tyrant, and hurried to soothe her.
Lately, her strength had been growing by the day. A bite from her really hurt now, especially if she got him somewhere sensitive, where the skin was thin.
Like his ears, which she loved to bite most.
Once he'd settled Shell Girl down, Chen Shouyi lit the kerosene lamp.
He cut off a piece of meat with his sword, about five pounds, tore off a bite, and chewed hard.
Ever since his strength had reached eighteen points, the demigod's flesh no longer felt so tough that he couldn't bite through it at all!
He ground the fresh meat between his teeth, and a terrible crunching sound filled the air.
Shell Girl licked at it a few times, then turned and stared blankly at the golden-red divine blood seeping from the corner of Chen Shouyi's mouth.
"Good Giant, does it taste good?" Shell Girl finally couldn't help asking.
"It doesn't taste good at all!" Chen Shouyi swallowed the meat and answered, then tore off another bite.
"Oh!" Shell Girl nodded blankly, then turned back and pitifully licked the blood off the meat. Before long, she turned to look at Chen Shouyi again:
"Good Giant, it really doesn't taste good?" she asked again, just to make sure.
"Mm, it doesn't taste good." Chen Shouyi chewed the meat, his voice muffled.
Demigod flesh tasted better than he'd imagined.
Though he was eating it raw, there wasn't the slightest gamey or fishy taste.
As he chewed, his mouth filled with saliva and rich, savory flavor. Juices ran everywhere, and perhaps because it was rich in divine power, eating it brought an intense sense of pleasure that left him exhilarated.
Of course, if he could dip