Chapter 132 The Little Bug Changes Yet Again (2/2)

Hans wanted two sauces: a smoked chili sauce and a salsa sauce. Salsa sauce was mainly made using onions, garlic, and herbs blended together. With the addition of tomatoes—or ”tomatillos”—its flavor contrasted with that of chili sauce.

Li Du dipped the pork cheeks into the salsa before eating it. He had never tried such a flavor before, and kept nodding his head as he ate it.

In the end, Hans also ordered a Pozole soup, which was a clear soup served with several corn kernels and meat; it did not look that appetizing at all.

However, Li Du’s eyes lit up after drinking it. This soup had a pork stock base and had herbs, smoked chili sauce, and corn kernels. The flavor was indescribable; spicy, fragrant, tasty, and with a unique mouthfeel.

After finishing the soup, he said, ”Buddy, I underestimated this soup.”

Hans said, ”You definitely underestimated it. It is complex to prepare—takes ten hours of preparation time. But what’s even better is tequila—want one?”

Li Du declined the offer with thanks. He could hold his liquor but he did not like to drink.

Hans understood his temperament, and so, together with Godzilla, started to drink a large bottle of tequila each.

After that night’s delicious dinner, they went to the Jungle Path Storage Company the next morning. There were ten storage units up for auction.

The first was storage unit 18. In it were some old tents, old bicycles and parts, as well as all sorts of camping equipment. It probably belonged to a travel agency.

There was no value in this storage. Li Du directed the little bug toward the second unit, which was storage unit 26.

The little bug flew into this unit, and became excited, fluttering onto a red stone sculpture.

Storage unit 26 was filled with stone sculptures. This did not come as a surprise to Li Du. Sedona was an area rich in artistic culture, where there were many art galleries for tourists and art lovers to visit.

The sculptures came in different colors; some were white, black, grey, red, brown etc. Some were as small as a thumb whereas others were as tall as a man, there were many different ones.

On seeing the little bug’s action, Li Du’s heart pounded. There should be some densely stored energy in these stone sculptures, otherwise the little bug would not be so agitated.

He could not figure out the value of the stone sculptures and decided to leave the little bug in there to absorb the energy.

There were hundreds of sculptures of different sizes in the storage. The little bug did not fly to each one but instead fluttered in between sculptures and then chose the red and white sculptures to absorb energy from.

Gradually, two bumps appeared on its abdomen. Then they split open and two short legs grew out.

No, the little bug had two wings and four legs, just that the two legs at the back were slightly shorter.

This change had shocked Li Du. He could not understand how the little bug had changed. Could these sculptures have been filled with time energy?

The little bug flew around inside for more than ten minutes. It did not feel tired at all, but instead felt even more energetic.

After a last flight around, the little bug flapped its wings and returned, not giving the rest of the sculptures another look.

Li Du directed the little bug to fly back there; he wanted to figure out what was so special about these sculptures.

There did not seem to be anything extraordinary about the sculptures. He guessed that it could have been the material of the sculptures that had caused this change.

With the exception of the red rock, he was not sure of the other types of rock. He was thinking that, unless he had seen what these rocks looked like before being sculpted, he would not be able to deduce what they were.

Just as this thought crossed his mind, the little bug’s vision become unreal, and a new scene appeared before him:

In the wilderness, a middle-aged man with a large beard was hammering at a brown rock. Then the scene fast forwarded and the brown rock became this half-completed sculpture…