A dense bloody smell and a strange taste that he did not know how to describe instantly filled Chu Nan's mouth. The pungent smell immediately made him feel intense nausea and he almost spat out the Three-Ringed Mane Deer core in his mouth.
Fortunately, he instantly recalled that Hasol had mentioned that the value of this Three-Ringed Mane Deer was at least 500,000 federation coins. Therefore, he desperately endured it and rejected it twice with all his might before swallowing it.
An even stronger bloody taste and strange taste slid down his mouth and into his stomach along his esophagus.
Chu Nan frowned and focused on the situation in his stomach, trying his best to ignore the strange feeling in his mouth.
A moment later, he clearly felt the core cut open in his stomach. A warm and cold feeling seeped out of his stomach. Soon, he felt a fulfilling feeling after being full, and it was even a little swollen.