Monster life starting from picking up materials

“◎◎○!”

There was a commotion among the Strange-Faced Tribe ahead. The scouts lowered their heads, as if studying something on the ground. After looking at it, they lay down and listened attentively.

The rumbling sound grew closer until huge rolling wheels came into view.

The Explosive Hammer Dragon rushed directly towards the group of Strange-Faced Tribe on the path.

“◎◎○, ◎◎○!”

Amidst the noisy sounds, the strange-faced people faced their first battle in the Great Expedition.

The Qimian tribe scout at the front installed a spray bottle and several bomb bottles on the ground, setting a trap.

The strange-faced people in the rear couldn't wait to take out their muskets and explosive pots, ready to shoot and throw.

A cannon without any living creatures was pushed into the path of the Blast Hammer Dragon and loaded. The Qimian tribe guarding the cannon was eager to try, and it was only with the pressure of the Big Qimian tribe that it was barely held back.

The Explosive Hammer Dragon jumped several times on the curved wall like a tire, and soon arrived in front of the large army of the Strange Face Tribe, hitting the trap set by the scouts.

"boom!!!"

The bomb can exploded directly under the impact, and the jet can also burst out with brilliant flames of the color of Yangyan Dragon Dust.

Under the powerful impact, the curled-up Hammer Dragon instantly disintegrated and fell to the ground.

Before it could get up, rockets were fired from the orcs' muskets, drawing strange trajectories. Many of them missed the target, but the hit rate was still quite impressive.

Compared with the musket, the trajectory of the explosive pot was more precise and graceful. It hit the head of the explosive hammer dragon and exploded, suppressing its movement.

Taking advantage of this time, some of the brave warriors of the Qimian tribe rushed forward, waving their weapons to hit the tail of the explosive hammer dragon, knocking off pieces of reddish black charred stones.

That was the gunpowder rock of the Exploding Hammer Dragon. It was both the food of the Exploding Hammer Dragon and the mines scattered by the Exploding Hammer Dragon during the battle. It was now looted by the Strange Face Tribe and used as an explosive.

There were also cases where gunpowder rocks exploded unexpectedly, blowing the dead soldiers away, or the rockets fired from behind hit them without any sight.

But as the most elite orc warriors, these strange-faced people wore assault dragon skins to enhance their excellent blast resistance. They got up with a somersault and continued mining operations.

By the time the Explosive Hammer Dragon struggled to get up, the gunpowder rock on its body that served as food had all been taken away by the Strange Face Tribe, and its eyes immediately turned red.

But looking at the huge tide of orcs, it could only grit its teeth and swallow its anger, then turned over, rolled down the nearest cliff and escaped.

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Chapter 409 This is the Strange-faced Tribe.

Although the strange-faced people are noisy and abstract, it is this abstraction that gives them extremely strong motivation.

The collected gunpowder rocks were divided, broken up and loaded into containers to become new explosives, which instantly consumed the income from the battle with the Explosive Hammer Dragon, and even had sufficient surplus to cover the expenses.

It’s a pity that the cannon didn’t find an opportunity to fire, leaving the orcs surrounding the cannon in a state of dismay.

He was distraught but also quieted down. From time to time, he would use his dirty little hands to adjust his mask that had been tilted during the carnival, and put his little hands under the mask to touch his face or scratch his body.

Looking at the quiet strange-faced people, Ji Jie thought they were also very cute.

He had seen the appearance of the strange-faced people under their masks, and they were indeed very cute.

But the silence only lasted for a short while, and the orcs were soon infected by their compatriots and started dancing lively again.

The cannons soon came into play. When the Qimian tribe passed through a large cave with a magma pool, the lava dragon lurking in the magma was alarmed and spewed a large mouthful of magma towards the monsters that invaded their territory.

After rolling and crawling to avoid the lava, the strange-faced people once again formed a barrage of rockets and explosive canisters, but the effect was not very good when facing the lava dragon hiding in the lava with a lava armor.

So under the command of the Strange-Faced King, several cannons were pushed to surround the lava lake.

Perhaps the strange-faced people really had the idea of shooting themselves out, but they would never be stupid enough to shoot themselves into the lava pool, and they all crawled out of the muzzles.

Ji Jie was a little tempted when looking at the magma pool, but he also knew that the gun barrel could not fit a fire dragon. He just wanted to get off, but the gun carriage he was on was pulled away.

The Golden King with a mask on his head leaned his head toward the muzzle, looked at him and scratched his head, seeming a little puzzled.

He stretched out his hand slightly, wanting to hug Yanxueweir as well. Ji Jie stared at his hand hesitantly, it was still relatively clean.

But the sound of artillery fire coming from behind made the Strange-Faced King turn his head, and his masks collided with each other, making a ping-pong sound.

Two months ago, he didn't have so many masks on his head. A considerable number of these masks were seized from the faces of other defeated strange-faced warlords.

The Strange-faced King moved aside slightly to allow Ji Jie to see the current scene.

Several cannons pointed their muzzles downward at the lava lake and launched a saturation attack.

In addition to the orcs' inability to suppress their desire to shoot, the key factor was that the lava dragon took advantage of the artillery cart being pushed to spray lava and destroy a cannon.

The destruction of the sacred object also caused the Qimian people to go into a frenzy. They even ignored the risk of falling into the magma and surrounded the magma pool densely.

"boom!!!"

The magma that usually flows slowly became active under the roar of artillery fire, causing red waves.

One of the shells directly hit the half of the lava dragon's body that was sticking out, causing it to sink.

The lava dragon quickly surfaced again, but seeing the strange-faced people and cannons surrounding the magma pool, it was quickly blasted to the ground and never reappeared at the hands of the strange-faced people's muskets of different calibers.

After this round, the strange-faced people had a great time, but the huge consumption of ammunition and the damage to the cannons would require the craftsmen to repair them.

Ji Jie jumped out of the cannon and took an arrogant step.

The doors he had trouble with were all made of high-quality steel, and the ones with problems were because the steel had been heavily diluted by the Qimian tribe craftsmen!

They definitely need to fix it themselves!

The size of the Smoke Weasel gradually expanded, and its steps became more and more arrogant as it transformed into Tengumon.

But when they arrived in front of the damaged cannon, they saw that the Qimian craftsmen had already occupied the edge of the cannon, taking out bones, shells, cloth, and sticky mud, and knocking them around with a "ping-pong" sound.

Ji Jie opened his beak slightly and saw that the cannon had regained its "looks like it can be fired" appearance, but it looked more and more like the style of the Qimian tribe's fire gun, and the traces of its own on the cannon were being squeezed and faded.

Sooner or later, his cannon will completely turn into the appearance of the large fire musket of the Qimian tribe.

It’s a good thing that the Qimian tribe chose fishing over fish, but he always felt particularly melancholy.

When the Qimian tribe craftsmen saw him coming, they gathered together and started talking incoherently, and finally they started fighting.

Before the winner was decided, one of the short craftsmen crawled and ran out of the battle circle, walked up to Ji Jie and handed over the thing in his hand.

“○○◎!”

It was a mask, made with the same craftsmanship as the masks the Qimian people usually wore, but the style was different.

There are raised sideburns on both sides of the mask, inlaid with feathers, and a black hooked beak in the middle. It is highly similar to the face of Tengumon and the size is exactly the same.

When he was hand-rubbing the cannon with the craftsmen of the Qimian tribe, he had to use the high temperature of Flame King Dragon and the flexible palms of Tengumon, and often alternated between these two forms, which obviously left a deep impression on the craftsmen.

The other craftsmen of the Qimian tribe discovered that the key item they were fighting for had been stolen, and ran to chase him, all looking very angry, but they had no intention of getting the mask back, and just looked at him expectantly.

Obviously, this big mask was originally made for him by the craftsmen together, and they were just deciding who would represent him in getting the mask.

"Wow, that's for me? Thanks!"

Ji Jie looked at the mask, then at the craftsmen, muttered as he took the mask, stroked its rough texture, lifted it up, buttoned it, and put it on his face.

The mask fits Tengumon's facial structure perfectly, and the eye sockets are surrounded by a circle just enough to expose the eyes, without affecting the vision at all. It's just that the beak cannot grow longer.

“◎◎○!◎◎○!”

The Qimian tribe craftsmen danced happily.

Ji Jie also raised his body and jumped, standing up on the ground supported by his tail, dragging the mask on his face, shaking his body and dancing.

A craftsman from the Qimian tribe held up a large mask that had not yet been completed, and the other craftsmen jumped up and tried to grab it.

The mask was extremely red, with undulating and hard lines, just like the ferocious red face of the Flame Dragon.

The mask was quickly snatched away by other craftsmen, apparently because it was unfinished.

"It's okay. I'm looking forward to it."

Ji Jie raised his hand and gave a thumbs up.

The Qimian tribe craftsmen became more and more excited. They understood the gesture and raised their thumbs to shake at Ji Jie.

After the excitement, the Qimian tribe resumed their march after a brief preparation. They could even repair the broken muskets, which was relatively time-consuming, while they were on the march.

Although it was called a march, they were noisy and everyone had their own things to do, such as fighting, eating, dancing, and making noise. It was as relaxing as if they were on a picnic.

Only when they encounter monsters do these little guys, who look only as big as human children, show their dangerous side.

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Chapter 410 Eggs under the cliff.

Perhaps they had bullied the monsters on the road enough and were worried about incurring additional losses before the war, so the strange-faced people gave up marching through the large cave and instead entered the small tunnels scattered throughout the land of dragon crystals.

The underground network of the Qimian tribe runs through the entire Dragon Crystal Land and is very complex. It is difficult to find the exit you want to reach without the guidance of the Qimian tribe.

The strange-faced people in front stopped, and the reason for their stop was conveyed in the waves of voices rising and falling among the strange-faced people. The narrow and crowded tunnel was filled with a large number of sounds, making it extremely noisy.

I don't understand, but the only reason for the stop could be that the tunnel entrance is blocked.

Ji Jie silently turned around in the barrel, blocked the muzzle with his back, and found some peace in the quiet depths of the barrel.

The stopped artillery vehicle resumed its advance, but at a very slow speed, as if there was a traffic jam. The orcs must have started digging the road ahead.

The traffic jam was so slow that Ji Jie, feeling the quiet and deep sound of the cannon barrel, couldn't help but close his eyes and fell into a light sleep.

When he woke up, the car was moving fast and bumpy, obviously approaching the surface at a high speed after opening up the road.

Perhaps the strange-faced people themselves could not stand the excessive noise in the narrow tunnel, and only a small rustling sound was left. Ji Jie stuck his head out of the muzzle again and found that the overall brightness inside the tunnel had increased slightly.

The Qimian people carry flammable and explosive materials on their bodies and will not use bright torches as a light source. They often carry light insect lamps and smear light moss on their bodies for limited lighting.

The increase in the overall brightness of the tunnel should be due to the light shining through the exit close to the surface.

As the field of vision became brighter, Ji Jie also saw that the light source came from a small window.

The strange-faced people did not stay at the small window, but they always liked to look down through the small window when passing by.

This window seems to be a cliff?

Ji Jie crawled out from the muzzle of the cannon, ran past the strange-faced people, and looked down.

From here you can directly see the bottom of the cliff, where there are a lot of gravel and dust accumulations, as well as many broken dragon crystals. These dragon crystals seem to be in an activated state and have a tendency to proliferate.

Somewhat familiar.

Looking up at the top of the cliff, you can see dragon crystal thorns growing branches on the edge of the cliff.

The Dragon Crystal Thorn Land is very close. This cliff is definitely the underground where we fought with the Dark Lantern Dragon.

Take another look?

As soon as this idea was born, the Qimian tribe was infected with strong action and implemented it. Ji Jie jumped down the cliff.

Then he was grabbed by the tail by the strange-faced people behind him and was lifted into the air.

Lowering his head, he looked upside down at the strange-faced man who was lifting his tail. He could hardly understand what he was saying, but he quickly lifted him up and placed him beside him.

Ji Jie blinked with a feeling of helplessness and amusement, transformed into a scaly striker and flew down, leaving behind the screaming orcs.

Flapping his wings and sniffing his way to the bottom of the cliff, he discovered that there were many scaly strikers and insects here, which had perfectly integrated into the underground ecology.

He walked towards the largest ruins. The huge monster skeleton was weighed down by dragon crystals and rubble, and there was a lot of dust. He could also see webs woven by big spiders and lizards crawling under the rocks.

In the lower abdomen of the monster's skeleton, a small spindle-shaped growth attracted Ji Jie's attention.

His eyes widened, and he couldn't help but go deeper into the skeleton, only to find that the spindle-shaped cocoon was extremely similar to the thorns of the Nergigante.

The closer you look, the more similar they are.

"Is this the Nergigante Thorn that's transforming into an egg?"

Looking at the location of the Nergigante thorn, it was undoubtedly one of the ones he inserted into the belly of the Nergigante.

Oh my god! This is his thorn!!!

Ji Jie felt as if there were thousands of strange-faced people making noise and celebrating in his mind.

After he was happy, he realized that he shouldn't be happy too early.

It will take a longer time and more coincidences for the cocoon in front of us to develop into a real Nergigante.

He wanted to take it away, but he knew he had no idea how to keep it alive. He also thought of the fungi that could not be kept alive in the petri dish and the fungi that were everywhere in the wild.

Nergigante itself is quite casual about the development of its thorns, and the only subjective effort it makes as a mother is to eat good and nutritious food.