472: Hell Joke

"Wh-what kind of power is this?"

"Are you also a metal-attribute ability user?"

"No, no, no." Yang Dian shook his head, denying Scarlett's guess, and casually tossed the thoroughly cooked tendon into his mouth.

Then his eyes lit up.

The meat on other parts of the Fire-Winged Dragon was poor, probably because all its flavor had concentrated in the tendons.

Its tendons were exceptionally delicious.

Crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, and full of meaty aroma, one bite was like countless specially prepared beef balls, bursting with various delicious flavors, exploding in his mouth.

Feeling the warmth emanating from his lower back, Yang Dian subconsciously opened his wristband, brought up the light screen, and clicked on the [Recipe] app.

"Fire-Winged Dragon, evolved from primordial cells, good at spitting fire, meat is tough and gamey, only the tendons are delicious; eating it invigorates the kidneys."

After recording the Fire-Winged Dragon in his recipe, Yang Dian flipped back a bit and then realized he had missed something.

"Heavenly Dao Ghost, a rare treasure among the heaven and earth treasures of the ghost and deity type, formed after the death of a world; eating it strengthens the soul."

After adding the record for the Heavenly Dao Ghost, Yang Dian nodded, then closed his wristband and looked at Scarlett, who had been silent by his side:

"Sealing the gaps in the hand cannon is just a small application of martial Dao, no need to make a fuss."

After explaining her confusion, Yang Dian brought up the old topic again:

"How about it, are you willing to consider my suggestion from earlier?"

"Let me study your innate ability."

"Oh, you call it a superpower here."

Scarlett was silent for a moment, just about to speak, when six dark figures appeared in the distance, arriving around the two in the blink of an eye.

"Scarlett." The leading white muscular man glanced at Yang Dian, then shifted his gaze back to Scarlett:

"What just happened?"

"Why did those Alien Planet creatures suddenly converge on this spot, and in a flying manner at that?"

"Most Alien Planet creatures can't fly, can they? What happened here?"

Scarlett gestured towards Yang Dian with her eyes.

The muscular man immediately fixed his gaze on Yang Dian:

"Yellow-skinned monkey, are you behind this?"

As soon as the muscular man finished speaking, Scarlett's pupils sharply contracted.

Among those present, no one understood Yang Dian's terror more than she did.

Was the white muscular man not asking for a ticket to Hell from the God of Death by provoking Yang Dian with words?

However, before she could speak to stop the muscular man, he continued:

"Tell me what happened here. If you dare to hide anything, I don't mind having Harvey shove his brother up your ass."

"Believe me, you'll love that feeling."

Yang Dian, who was roasting the second piece of Fire-Winged Dragon tendon, squinted at the muscular man.

Would a God contend with an ant?

Yes, he would.

It's like if someone saw ants spell out "Someone, you're impotent," and that "Someone" happened to be his name.

What would that person do?

He would undoubtedly stomp on the ants that formed the words.

The same was true for Yang Dian.

So he merely glanced at the muscular man, and the muscular man let out a soft "bang."

"This..."

Scarlett, standing next to the muscular man, watched as Yang Dian glanced at him, and then the muscular man's head inflated like a balloon, finally exploding with a "bang," splattering countless blood, bone fragments, and brain matter. She couldn't help but tremble.

This ability to make anyone explode with a mere gaze, especially when that person was a legendary powerhouse, truly exceeded her imagination.

'Is this something a human can do?'

Just as Scarlett was questioning reality, the only short Black man in the six-person team spoke tremblingly:

"Da da da..."

He first instinctively chattered his teeth a few times, then covered his mouth and said, somewhat fearfully:

"Sir, I am Harvey, but I have no relation to Speenham."

"No, I have no relation to this entire team!"

"Although I joined their team, I was forced to."

"In this team, I have no human rights at all!"

"They treat me like a slave."

"They send me to scout ahead, make me guard the rear, and always send me first against unknown enemies."

"I've disliked them for a long time, Sir!"

Perhaps to increase the credibility of his words, he then rattled off quickly like a rapper.

"My situation is just like that of my ancestors."

"Sir, you know, my ancestors were forbidden from doing anything before the Civil War."

"Back then, my ancestors could even be breaking the law for counting apples."

As he spoke, he even started acting it out to himself:

[Police, "You're counting apples, you're breaking the law. Farm implements are not allowed to learn mathematics."]

[Farm implement, "No, officer, you know, I can't count."]

[Police, "Shut up, you damned N-word, how dare you talk back to me? I'll whip you five times."]

Narration: *Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack*

[Farm implement, "Officer, that's six times!"]

[Police, "Aha!"]

After the short Black man finished his self-dialogue, he even extended a finger and made a gun-shooting gesture at Yang Dian.

"Bang~"

The moment he raised his hand, Yang Dian felt a large amount of air in front of him converge at his fingertip, condensing into an extremely tiny air sphere.

As the sound fell and he made the shooting gesture, that sphere shot towards Yang Dian's glabella at supersonic speed.

"Boom~"

A dull air explosion erupted on Yang Dian's glabella, and a sudden gust of wind messed up his hair, making it dance wildly.

Dudu, awakened by the noise, unhappily extended a tentacle, aiming directly for the short Black man's glabella.

However, the tentacle suddenly froze just before it could pierce the short Black man's glabella.

At the same time, Yang Dian also received a feeling of disdain from Dudu.

That feeling was as if it was saying the short Black man was dirty and it didn't want to touch him.

Reaching out to pull Dudu's tentacle back, Yang Dian then looked at the short Black man, who was frozen in place, and nodded in approval:

"A good solo performance, I like it very much."

"I believe that in the future, your compatriots will live the lives of your ancestors."

"They will definitely thank you then."

With that, Yang Dian flexed his finger as if to flick something.

The surrounding water vapor gathered at Yang Dian's fingertip, forming a water droplet.

Once the water droplet was the size of a steel bead, Yang Dian flicked it casually.

The water droplet shot through the short Black man's glabella like a blur with a "whoosh."

Watching him fall limply to the ground, Yang Dian then looked at the remaining four people.

Seeing Yang Dian's gaze, a girl in the group of four, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with purple hair, covered in tattoos, and piercings all over her face, trembled and then said:

"Sir, please believe us, we only have a normal relationship with Speenham, absolutely no other connections."

"Speenham is Harvey's girlfriend."

"Oh, Speenham is the muscular man whose head you blew up."

"Harvey was trying to avenge Speenham, so he deliberately used words to attract your attention, then tried to ambush you with his superpower."

Yang Dian's body stiffened.

He knew Dudu's feeling of disdain wasn't just because it thought the short Black man was unhygienic.

He hadn't expected it to be the first to discover the short Black man's troublemaker identity.

'This isn't Chengdu either~ Why are there so many Chengdu plots?'

'Oh, speaking of which, foreign countries do seem to be more 'liberal' than Chengdu.'

'After all, abroad, men and men, women and women, can all get married.'

'Good thing I didn't use Qi and blood or the Starry Sky Longsword to kill the short Black man just now, otherwise it would have been disgusting.'

With his thoughts racing, Yang Dian glanced at the remaining few trembling America people, who were like quails, then turned his head to look around.

He had felt that the surrounding environment was off before.

Only after formally looking around did Yang Dian confirm that the mother Dragon had opened the gate to the wrong place.