Chapter 162

Luo Jiang surveyed the wolf carcasses scattered across the ground. He gathered all the intact ones and stored them in his Ring; wolf pelts were useful—laid on a heated brick bed, they kept things warm in winter. Legend had it that if you slept on a wolf pelt, it would automatically bristle at the approach of danger, pricking the sleeper awake. Luo Jiang had only heard the rumor and had never experienced it himself, but since there were so many carcasses, he couldn’t just leave them to waste. Besides, he wanted to see if the wolf meat here tasted better than what he’d had outside. He picked out a thick, meaty wolf leg, cleaned it with a water ball, pulled out an assortment of seasonings, and cast a Fireball to roast it. Ten minutes later, Luo Jiang held a sizzling, golden-brown leg in his hands, eating with relish. "Hmm! The flavor is excellent! Better than the wolf meat outside, and it’s even infused with a trace of spiritual energy. I really should collect all the mangled ones too and save them for later," he muttered between bites.