Chapter 202: What Cooking Method?

In fact, it was not very difficult to make a frame.

It did not even take long.

With Bell’s proficient techniques, he completed a frame that was about 1.5 meters long in less than ten minutes.

Then, he used the parachute rope to hold it firmly.

The three of them put the bear meat onto the stretcher.

Bell handed the end of the ropes to Ped and the man.

“Students, I have a mission for you.”

Ped and the man took the rope.

Bell had been busy along the way, and the two of them had not helped much.

The two of them quietly played support and did whatever Bell did.

The entire live broadcast became Bell’s personal show again.

Hearing Bell’s reminder, Ped realized that he was a student.

He had to learn from Bell. When there was time to do hard work, he had to charge forward.

However, even so, Ped was not dissatisfied.

Compared to Jack and the others, Ped and the thin man felt that they were much luckier.

Although they had been hungry for a while, they were still able to maintain a good state.

Before going to bed last night, Ped had learned about the situation of the other teams through the comments in the live-stream. If nothing went wrong, an accident would happen today to Jack’s team.

After leaving Bell for so long, Jack and the others had not found any food. Instead, there were all kinds of dangers.

Everyone in the team was complaining. They were all injured, so how could they continue moving?

Jack was in a good state. It was not that his survival skills were brilliant, but as the leader of this team, he had basically ordered others to do all the dangerous things.

This saved him from danger again and again.

But if this continued, there would probably be trouble very soon.

Bell did not know about this.

Bell looked at the bear meat on the frame happily.

Because the temperature here was below zero all year round, this place was like a natural refrigerator. This bear meat would not go bad even if it was placed outside for half a month.

The bear paws on the fire emitted a fragrant smell.

Bell found a wooden stick and fiddled with the bear paw.

The outer layer of the bear paws was charred black.

The two bear paws were very fat, enough for three people.

Bell did not eat immediately.

To be honest, looking at these two dark things, even Bell, who had seen many things, was a little hesitant.

As for Ped and the man, there was no need to mention them.

In the entire team, only Reserve Food would not despise this food.

Smelling the fragrance of meat, the gluttonous Reserve Food stuck its head out again.

But when it saw those two dark things, it immediately turned its gaze back to its fish.

Alright, he was wrong. Reserve Food did not want to eat it either.

F*ck, was there a mistake? Even dogs despised the meat?

Reserve Food was not a dog, but foxes were also canines.

Bell carefully cut off the skin with the dagger.

The fatty meat inside was revealed.

“I’ve never eaten this thing before, so I don’t know how to eat it.

However, to be honest, it doesn’t look like it’s that delicious. ”

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A strong stench immediately seeped out from the charred skin. Even the fragrance of the meat was covered.

However, the tofu-like meat could still be seen.

He cut off a piece and placed it in his mouth.

Immediately, other than the stench, there was only a stench.

What was this feeling?

It tasted like pig trotters.

But this complicated taste.

Bell was speechless.

Swallowing the food in his mouth, Bell looked at the camera expressionlessly.

“I know many of you are curious about the taste of this bear paw. I can give you a chance. Do you want to hear the truth or lie?”

Some wanted to hear the truth, while others wanted to hear the lie.

Bell shrugged.

“The lie is that it tastes so-so.”

“The truth is that it tastes too f*cking bad. It tastes worse than the camel hump meat.

I do not know what kind of superb cooking technique can cook such a disgusting thing into a top quality dish.

Other than the fishy smell, there’s a foul smell. Moreover, I can’t chew it no matter what. It’s like chewing a rubber band.”

Bell was speechless.

The audience in the live-stream did not have the slightest sympathy. A string of comments saying ‘great’, ‘awesome’, ‘hahaha’, were constantly sent.

These netizens were really too difficult to manage.

“That shouldn’t be. Didn’t the articles say that bear paws are very delicious?”

“Haha, I knew it. The hump meat was like this too.

“As expected, we don’t understand the world of the rich.”

“How bad is this thing? Bell even compares the taste of insects to chicken, but he is actually such an expression when eating this?”

“This is the first time I’m so interested in such disgusting food.”

“Hahaha, both men and dogs hate it.”

“Thank you, Boss Black Bear, for providing us with food. Reserve Food has lived to see another day.”

Many people in the live-stream were amused by the expression of Reserve Food.

Bell did not say anything else.

He had to hurry.

It was almost dawn, and the smell spread very quickly.

Although the taste was unpleasant, Bell still divided the two bear paws into three portions and shared them with Ped and the man.

This was indeed a good virtue.

But after tasting the bear paw, Ped and the man felt that this virtue was unnecessary.

Humans could not, or at least they should not do this.

The three of them ate the two bear paws with tears in their eyes.

No matter how bad it tasted, there was indeed a lot of fat and protein in the bear paw.

Just a small piece of the bear meat could provide more energy than eating three to five rainbow trouts.

Bell finished the bear paw with difficulty. He looked at the small Reserve Food rolling on the ground and rubbed its head.

This guy did not seem promising.

If this continued, its light blue skin would probably turn orange soon.

Are you f*cking sure you’re not an orange cat disguised as an Arctic fox?

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