Monster life starting from picking up materials

The first choice is naturally the spines growing on the sides of its flat head and the tentacles around the edge of its tail. These are the parts that can be regenerated at first glance.

But the body of the Xialong is relatively thin. Apart from these, there are only some surface armor and scales, as well as a piece of horn.

Baoyu's words——

After carefully exploring the Xialong with the help of energy perception, Ji Jie discovered that this Xialong did not have any precious jade, and if she insisted on digging it out, she might only be able to dig out scattered unformed stones.

Is it because I’m too young?

No, the human settlement is not far from the forest where the Xialong lives. The Xialong might have been beaten badly, and Baoyu would have become a trophy of hunters long ago.

He immersed himself in thought and found that Xialong still needed some materials to fill in. Where should he fill this gap?

If Xiaoxialong is willing to go with him, he can collect the shed materials from Xiaoxialong's growth.

Thinking of this, Ji Jie no longer hesitated. He did a somersault and jumped in front of Xiao Xialong. He lowered his head and touched his forehead to his horn, extending an invitation to adopt him.

If there is any substantial promise, it is that he can protect the little Mist Dragon until it reaches its normal adult size, and make the little Mist Dragon stronger until it can stand on its own.

-Xiao Xialong was curious. He understood that he was protected until he became an adult, but he was not easily moved. Instead, he continued to try to understand the deeper meaning of "following him".

"Live together, sleep together, fly together, eat together, fight together, and of course the last one doesn't require your participation."

"If you're going somewhere, please watch the VCR—"

There was a hint of amusement in Ji Jie's eyes.

Xiao Xialong only felt that he was flying very high. The unprecedented height made him subconsciously lower his body, and his claws and toes tightly grasped the ground.

What he saw was the earth that Ji Jie saw when he was soaring high in the sky and looking down at it. The forest where he lived was just a corner of it, and the earth continued to stretch endlessly towards the distant horizon.

Forests, mountains, deserts, glaciers, volcanoes, oceans, and the even more primitive and wild wilderness across the ocean.

He was doubting, even daring not to imagine and fearing, but hidden beneath these emotions was an irrepressible curiosity and desire to learn.

Ji Jie also saw the village from Xiao Xialong's memory, and saw the ball rolling in the child's hands.

He discovered more details from the little Xialong's memory. The little Xialong could not realize that the adult Xialong had been secretly observing him, but he discovered it.

It was also discovered that the poisonous fog began to expand towards the village as the movement range of the Xialong approached the village. The combination of hunters and scholars should have come to investigate this matter.

But that has nothing to do with him. Ji Jie looked directly at the half-grown Xialong in front of him, who had a strong learning ability and was very studious.

"You're also curious about what's outside this forest, aren't you?"

"Wow!"

Xiao Xialong opened her mouth slightly, her eyes gleaming with desire.

"Okay, I'll call you Xiabao from now on! But now, it's time to eat."

Ji Jie raised her head and saw a pale blue figure slowly descending from the sky. A large wild boar with brown stripes landed on the ground before her.

Nana, who had fallen down, glanced at Xia Bao, then looked at the fallen adult Xia Long, leaned over to sniff it, and then walked away with disgust. Ji Jie was dealing with the wild boar she brought back, tearing off a soft steak and handing it to Xia Bao.

The teeth of the Xialong are even worse than those of the Shatter Dragon. The teeth in its mouth are sparse, with only a few in number, and its claws are not good at tearing prey. Its daily food mainly consists of insects, fruits and medicinal herbs.

Now with Ji Jie's help, he happily accepted the torn steak and swallowed it in two bites, enjoying this novel experience.

His appetite was even smaller, and he was full after eating two pieces of meat steak, which attracted Nana's attention to him frequently.

I thought there was a big eater who was growing big, but I didn't expect it to be an expression of a person with a tiny stomach.

Ji Jie had previously eaten the mushroom pig that Nana didn't want to eat, so he wasn't hungry at all at this time. There were still two pieces of meat left from the big wild boar.

"Wow~"

A faint groan came from one side. Looking sideways, I saw an adult Xialong waking up from a coma.

The moment it woke up, the color of Xialong's body began to change in an attempt to enter camouflage. Its broad tail kept sweeping the ground, and the broken tentacles on the tail rubbed against the ground.

But no matter how she moved, she could not blend perfectly into the environment.

The destruction of her horn and tail significantly weakened Xialong's stealth ability. She could only watch warily as the Flame Dragon in the mountain stream slowly retreated, its body turning a bright and threatening red as its emotions changed.

His eyes took in all the movements within the wide-angle range, and he also noticed Xiao Xialong secretly observing in the corner. He was a little bit unbelievable for a moment.

How did the sociology gift pack end up here?!

She looked at the other two monsters in the mountain stream—

Can't you see him? Why are you all staring at me?

Confusion made Xialong's red color return to its normal purple color. He then turned around and tried to escape from here quickly.

"Don't be in such a hurry to leave. Come and have something to eat first. It will be your betrothal gift to Xia Bao."

Tengumon flicked its long tail, and Jijie grabbed the steak and glided, doing a somersault and landing in front of Xialong, raising the steak in his claws.

Before Xialong could spray venom, Ji Jie quickly stuffed the steak in.

Xialong's throat was blocked, and he subconsciously contracted his throat and swallowed the piece of meat. When he realized that it was food, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

But Ji Jie did not explain, he just made way and let Xialong leave.

Kasumiyuu followed Tengumon with a confused gaze. Seeing him reach out and stroke the little Kasumiyuu's head, a sense of loss surged in his heart.

The sociology gift pack was snatched away!

523

Chapter 523 Threshold.

"Cough cough."

The knight struggled to stand up, pressed down his arm and pulled his hand out from the broken arm armor, and his relaxed fingers groped for the prop bag at his waist.

Although the secret medicine was stolen, the recovery medicine and antidote were enough for him to regain his strength.

He looked up and saw the scribe who had just fallen down not far away from him while taking the recovery medicine. He froze in his tracks and choked on the medicine. He coughed violently a few times and forced himself to crawl towards his companions.

When he lifted up his clothes, he saw that the poison had spread upwards from the wound in his palm, and the purple blood vessels had extended to his chest. It was obvious that he was severely poisoned. The knight then touched his forehead with his palm.

Bad news, it's very hot.

Good news, there’s temperature.

The knight quickly took out the antidote, lifted the clerk's head, opened his lips and slowly poured the antidote into him. At the same time, he lowered his head and blew deeply into his mouth to prevent him from breathing stagnation and lack of oxygen.

And CPR.

After pressing the scribe's chest several times, the antidote took effect. The scribe's heartbeat gradually became stronger, and he made some sounds but did not wake up.

The knight, having regained more strength, began to remove the damaged armor. After bandaging his wounds, he only took a one-handed sword for self-defense, carried the scribe on his back, and walked in the direction he came from.

It was already evening when they arrived at the village, but unexpectedly, the Dragon Village Chief and several villagers were still waiting for them at the village entrance.

"If you don't come back, we should go into the mountains to look for you."

The exhausted knight had no energy to respond to the village chief. He only managed to force a smile before collapsing to the ground with the scribe.

"Are you okay? Hey, hey, be careful, everyone come and help."

The short old dragon man wanted to help, but was almost crushed underneath. He quickly called for help from others.

The knights and scribes were loaded onto a cart padded with quilts, and the group headed towards the town.

When the knight woke up, he saw the ceiling of the reception and the concerned face of the receptionist.

"It was the Kaze Dragon that attacked us, and the Flame Dragon... there was more than one Kaze Dragon!"

The receptionist was stunned for a moment and did not take over the conversation. She just took the nutritious porridge placed aside and fed it to the knight's mouth, as if what happened in the forest was not very important for the time being.

The knight also came to his senses and wanted to sit up from the bed, but he felt pain all over his body that represented resistance. The previous last glimmer of determination had faded, and only weakness and pain remained in his body.

"How many days did I sleep?"

"It's been two days. The expedition team is already on their way, and the guild has also sent hunters into the forest to conduct preliminary investigations and preparations."

The voice that answered him was that of the scribe. He raised his head slightly and saw that the scribe was sitting in a wheelchair, somewhat reluctantly stuck in the door.

"you……"

"Don't look at me like that, you'll be like me soon."

The scribe patted the wheelchair beneath him, shook his head helplessly, and continued:

"My condition is better than yours. It's just that I've been poisoned for too long and I'm feeling the effects. It will take some time to recover."

"how is the situation?"

"The residents of the town have already evacuated, leaving only armed personnel to guard and prepare for the next task. The Ancient Dragon Observation Ship, which is resting in Benaru Village, is also on its way."

"This move is quite significant, and it's not just because of Xia Long, right?"

"Well, that Flame King Dragon was incredibly large, yet there haven't been any sightings of it in the past. There aren't many ways for that Yangyan Dragon couple to reach the surrounding area, so scholars believe they may have come from the other side of the Vlasiya Mountains."

"There's an ocean on the other side of the mountains. There's no desert or volcano."

The Frasis Mountains are a long mountain range in the north of the continent, connecting to the snow-capped mountains and separating the land from the sea.

"Yes, so we have a bolder guess: they came from the New World and migrated from the New World."

The scribe closed his eyes and rubbed his brows. After all, he was not a hunter with an exaggerated physique. The Xialong poison was still bothering him, and talking too much at a time would make his head dizzy.

But when I thought about the person lying on the bed trying his best to bring me out of the unconscious state, this little dizziness didn't matter anymore.

"Of course, I submitted the written report I gave you to your instructor, who was in charge of the preliminary investigation. He praised your chivalry."

"Uh—he's here?"

When the knight mentioned his instructor, his expression became frightened and stiff.

"He left yesterday, and the first round of reports should be tonight."

"No need to be so late, I'm already back and doing a good job."

The burly man in armor walked into the door frame, paused when he looked at the clerk stuck in the door frame, helped him push the wheelchair out, and had no intention of going back in.

"But the report won't be here, but a brief description of the situation is still acceptable."

The knight instructor's frown relaxed, and he spoke in a rhythmic voice.

"We followed the trail of the Xialong being dragged and found a mountain stream, but no matter how much we investigated the surrounding area, we couldn't find any trace of the ancient dragon."

"They've all disappeared. The migrating Yangyan Dragons may have left, and the Xialongs may have suffered heavy damage and gone into hiding, or they may have died, and we haven't found any trace of them, including the sub-adult Xialong you encountered."

After he finished speaking, the instructor resolutely turned around and left without giving the two a chance to ask questions. He probably thought it was too troublesome and preferred to leave it for the meeting.

"He's always like this—"

"What's up, anyway?"

Before the knight finished speaking, he saw the instructor come back, push open the clerk outside the door, move the wheelchair sideways and push it to the side of the bed.

"If you want to know more, get up and come out quickly."

The knight instructor turned around, left a slightly harsh remark, and left.

"Whoo~"

After making sure that the instructor had not come back, the knight breathed a sigh of relief and then tried hard to roll off the bed.

"Mr. Knight, you'd better lie down now."

"Small problem, I can handle it!"

The knight seemed to be energized. He rolled over from the bed and, with the helpless help of the receptionist, staggered into the wheelchair.

He turned the wheel with both hands, but it got stuck on the door frame and he was in a dilemma.

"Pfft hahaha."

The clerk's shoulders shook, and an uncontrollable laugh escaped his mouth.

The knight then realized that the wheelchair could not pass through the door frame!

He has to stand up!

Amid the receptionist's surprised gaze and the clerk's horrified gaze, the knight stood up by holding onto the door frame, staggered two steps, and fell on the clerk.

"Oops!"

The receptionist reacted quickly and tilted the wheelchair over the door frame, helped the knight off the receptionist's body, and returned to the wheelchair.

"At least, this hurdle has been passed."