Chapter 1000 Isn’t this still chopped into pieces?
Pork Chop left alone with the strange-faced tribe.
From what the strange-faced tribe said, the king of the odd-faced tribe rarely stays in one place for a long time. If you miss this opportunity, you don’t know when the next chance will come.
As a result, there is a high probability that Pig Chop will not be able to come back in time to participate in the investigation of Miasma Valley.
However, considering that this contact may be of great benefit to Pork Chop, Gordon repeatedly told it not to worry.
Communicate well, communicate as much as you can, and make the most of your time.
“Do you really think that a pork chop that has been taught by master craftsmen, learned the most advanced blending and alchemy techniques in mankind, and can even make high-density dragon-killing carbon, can learn something from those strange-faced tribes?”
Ancil is skeptical.
Despite what he said, Ancier still gave Pork Chop the greatest support.
It is naturally impossible for Pig Chop to carry a powerful weapon like dragon-killing carbon with him. In order to make it easier for Pork Chop to show his "power", Ancier gave it a precious supernova.
The formula of supernova charge is very similar to that of dragon-killing carbon.
The pork chop is simply modified and modified, and a supernova version of the rocket explodes out, which will definitely give the strange-faced tribesmen in the New World a little shock from the Old World.
Facing Ancil’s “question”, Gordon shrugged and said he didn’t care.
In his opinion, even if Pork Chop didn't learn anything new and just made a few new friends and played around for a few days, it was nothing.
It was the leader of the third phase group who said "ha".
She tapped on the incense burner and poured the ash from the pipe into the incense burner. "When you have the opportunity to see the power of the strange-faced people in the New World, you will no longer hold on to this arrogance of 'self-reliance on civilization'" ."
For the next period of time, Ancier squatted in the research base, constantly adjusting the crossbow shells.
Gordon is trying to adapt to the equipment he must use when entering the Miasma Valley.
In fact, there are two most necessary things. One is a filtering respiratory mask, which is mainly used to filter miasma and reduce the damage of miasma to the respiratory system, especially the lungs.
Ajian said that if you don't wear this Xiagu, mycelium may grow in your lungs, and it won't be helpful to drink recovery medicine. After all, recovery medicine only accelerates wound healing but cannot kill fungi.
The other one is goggles, which are naturally used to prevent miasma from harming the eyes.
As for the problem of skin being exposed to miasma, it is not a big problem. As long as there are no open wounds, miasma will corrode the skin in a relatively slow process, at least outside the core area where the miasma concentration is highest.
This can be managed by drinking medicine.
The structure of the respirator mask and goggles is very simple, and you will know how to use them at a glance.
But if fighting is really needed, these two things will have a big impact on the breathing rate and vision range, and Gordon is trying to adapt to these as much as possible.
Three or four days passed like this.
Hayata and the others, as well as the researchers from the research base who rushed to transport the subspecies of Dionysus, finally returned.
Gordon was quite curious at first. He had never even seen a Tornadosaurus with his own eyes, let alone an individual of the subspecies that had mutated due to some kind of influence. Just like the Hellwolf Dragon that he hunted back then, it was a unique individual in the world. Maybe.
However, the result disappointed him.
Picked up a piece of neatly cut dark blue leather, unfolded it and shook it. Gordon looked at Hayata speechlessly, "So many people have gone, why did you still take it apart and bring it back?"
Hayata smiled dryly, "After the scholars went there, they discovered that the cart they brought was not big enough, not strong enough, and there were not strong enough animals to pull the cart. There was no way to completely turn it over dozens of kilometers away. Transported back intact across mountains and ridges.
So, although it is a bit regretful, it can only be dissected on the spot. "
Of course, there are disadvantages to a transport team composed entirely of scholars. Without physical strength and suitable livestock, it is impossible to pull the cart manually. Of course, there are also advantages. Bring your tools and there will be a research laboratory anywhere.
Isn't this what this group of scholars planned from the beginning?
The leader of the team is an elderly Draconian scholar. He is holding a thick stack of anatomy reports and communicating with the leader of the third phase of the team.
The leader was flipping through the report and taking a look at the materials he brought back.
If it were Hayata and the others, they would definitely only bring back materials that are valuable to hunters, such as skin, claws, teeth, and tendons.
The purpose of the scholars was to study, so they brought back a lot of everything, including muscles, internal organs, and even blood as specimens.
Anhil curiously opened a tightly covered wooden barrel, only to find a large mass of rotting intestines inside. The smell almost made him faint on the spot.
From Hayata and the others, we learned that scholars have confirmed through dissection that this monster, which is 90% similar to the Claw Claw, is indeed a mutated subspecies of the Claw Claw.
But this variation is not a ‘mutation’ that occurs in a short period of time.
It is unrealistic for such a large degree of mutation to occur through a few meals. In addition to eating the ancient dragon corpse, there should be other reasons.
“Those scholars named this thing ‘Vicious Claw Dragon’.” Gale came over and added.
“Anyway, we think the name is weird. Although the claws look very fierce, aren’t the claws of the Dionysus the same?
Let me tell you, this thing can use dragon-type energy, and its skin color is blue, so it might as well be called 'Dragon Claw Dragon', 'Broken Dragon Dragon' or 'Bloody Blue Dragon'! "
"." Gordon fell into silence.
Anhil covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, as if he hadn't recovered from the rancid stench just now, but he still couldn't help but mocked the Gaelic sentence, "This is the only level of naming you can do."
Gale looked at him sideways and said, "Master, would you like to try it out?"
“Since the official name has already been determined, what’s the point of doing so?”
“If you can’t get it out, then admit defeat!” Gale put his hands on his hips and glared.
“Heh.” Anhil sneered, folded the handkerchief and put it away.
Just when Gordon and the others thought that Ancil had successfully ignored Gale's provocation.
Anhil raised his chin slightly and said, "If I were to name it, I would call it 'Deathclaw', the claw that brings death."
"Isn't this a good name?" A Draconian scholar next to him couldn't help but said, "If the name of Ferocious Claw had not been used in the report, this name might have been adopted by the professor."
Anhil smiled and spread his hands towards Gale.
Gail smacked his lips and turned away, muttering harshly, "It's not any better than my 'Military Dragon'."
"hehe."
Hayata knew that if this continued, the two of them would quarrel again, so he quickly changed the subject, "By the way, where is the pork chop? Why didn't you see it?"
Gordon then told the story about how the Strange Face Tribe came to find them, and also talked about their plan to go down to the Miasma Valley to investigate and confirm whether the Flame King Dragon had died in the Miasma Valley.
When it came to business, Gale also became serious, "If the Yanwang Dragon enters the Miasma Valley and has not yet died, then the worst situation we may face is to encounter two ancient dragons at the same time.
Although the probability is very small, we need to prepare in advance. Give me a few days to prepare. I need to mix more crossbow shells. "
Hearing this, Gordon couldn't help but glance at Ancier. Ancier said the same thing just a few days ago.
“It’s okay, Anhil has reconciled a lot in the past few days.”
Gail smiled and waved to Anhir, "That's great! Come on, come on, share some with me quickly."
(End of this chapter)