Shi An: "..."
He has forgotten this.
The little silver dragon hesitated to hug the sapphire with his paws, and flicked his tail anxiously.
Mu Heng did not urge, but waited patiently.
"But strictly speaking, this is also what I earned, right?" Xiao Yinlong tilted his head and solemnly quibbleed: "I helped catch that spider!"
Mu Heng didn't seem to notice Shi'an's intention to repay the debt.
He looked down and thought for a while: "Indeed."
"So to be fair, you can ask me for something." Mu Heng gently rubbed Xiaolong's chin with his knuckles, his voice was quiet, and seemed to have no lust: "Anything is fine."
Shi An didn't realize that he had been taken into the ditch unknowingly.
He blinked: "Anything is fine?"
Mu Heng nodded.
Shi An's eyes lit up, and he gestured with his paws: "Do you remember that book?"
Mu Heng: "Book?"
Shi An nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, it's the one you brought me to translate before!"
Mu Heng sighed lightly: "Unfortunately, I can't promise you this."
Shi An asked suspiciously: "Why?"
The silver-haired man lowered his head, squinted his eyes slightly, and said: "After killing the old principal Pei, the people in black robes took the book."
"..."
The little silver dragon dropped his head on the man's lap, and his tail drooped sluggishly.
At this moment, a man's low voice came from above his head:
"I can ask, what do you want that book for?"
"There are a lot of abnormal things in that book." Shi An replied defenselessly.
Mu Heng raised his eyebrows: "Perverted?"
"Yes!" Xiao Yinlong nodded seriously, adding to the tone of his own words: "Your ancestors are really too much. There are many things that are very private to the dragon. These things shouldn't let anything except Races other than dragons see... No, even dragons shouldn’t see it!"
The man stroked his back and paused without a trace: "For example?"
Shi An: "..."
He stuffed his head under his wings and said dullly, "I won't tell you."
Mu Heng looked thoughtfully at the little dragon that had shrunk into a ball on his knees:
"Actually, there is one more book in the Mu family's library."
Shi An: "?!"
He pulled his head out from under his wings and looked up at Mu Heng in amazement: "What, what?!"
Mu Heng grabbed his film-like dragon wings and touched the delicate and cold scales on it with his fingertips.
As he touched, he casually added:
"There are three books in this set. One of them was lost a long time ago. The second one was taken to the school and I asked Principal Pei to help translate. The last one was kept in the Mu's library."
Shi An: "..."
Grass.
It's really three books! ! !
His pupils shrank into a narrow gap, and his whole body became tight in an instant.
Damn human!
Why write so many books!
It's too abnormal! !
Zhuo Fu hurried back to the laboratory.
The researcher who was about to leave work was startled by the boss who suddenly rushed back: "Zhuo, Chief Zhuo? Do you have any needs?"
Zhuo Fu coughed, his eyes gleaming with excitement:
"Tell everyone good news."
Researcher: "..."
As soon as they saw this expression on Zhuo Fu's face, they knew there was absolutely nothing good.
Just listen to the other party continuing to say:
"I just got a new precious research sample for research!"
Zhuo Fu clapped his hands: "Don't leave, everyone, ready to continue working!"
Researcher: "..."
Zhuo Fu looked at the dead staff in front of him, cleared his throat, and added in a low voice:
"... Triple overtime pay?"
The researchers immediately refreshed and said righteously: "We are ready to work, sir!"
Zhuo Fu: "..."
Damn it, is I the only person who does not charge overtime pay and does research with enthusiasm
Researchers are actively engaged in their work again, some are responsible for deploying instruments, and some are responsible for collating data.
Zhuo Fu lowered his head, took out the sample bag from his pocket, and smiled at the shivering spider inside: "Baby, good evening."
Spider: "... ah ah ah ah, forgive me!"
Soon, this precious research sample was put into a special incubator.
The metal ring of special texture fixes its six legs and huge bloated abdomen in place, no matter how hard it struggles, it can't escape.
Various tests ranging from simple to complex are carried out.
Zhuo Fu looked at the data sheets that were gradually piled up, his expression becoming more and more solemn.
This spider-like monster is indeed a native species of the Dark Mountains, but it has undergone unexplained mutations. Not only has its body expanded to a hundred times the normal size of this race, but it has also evolved elementary intelligence and imitative abilities, which is even worse. The thing is, the magic power it currently possesses is not in the magic detection pedigree.
Obviously it is a mainland species, but the magic attributes on his body obviously have the characteristics of an abyss.
But it didn't look like it was polluted by the abyss.
Generally speaking, if an abyss crack really appears in a place, the poison gas in the abyss will alienate everything around it, even the mainland species will be polluted, showing high aggressive characteristics such as madness, violence, and dementia.
However, due to physical reasons, although the contaminated monsters will mutate to varying degrees, erupt with stronger power and become more dangerous, they will also die very quickly due to organ failure.
After all, the magic in the abyss can only be accepted by the abyss species that live in it, and it is still poisonous to the mainland species.
But…
This spider is just the opposite.
If the timeline in the Zhou Family Bounty is correct, it should have died.
However, all the cells in its body showed a terribly high activity, but it did not show any symptoms of organ failure.
Zhuo Fu took a deep breath, raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows.
Don't know why, he has a very ominous premonition.
At this time, he remembered Mu Heng and said that this monster seemed to have eaten something particularly important.
Zhuo Fu raised his eyes and looked at the spider in the incubator.
Maybe it's time to take it apart and take a look.
He walked to the incubator and operated a few times on the screen on the side.
A small knife condensed by absolutely pure magic power slowly emerged from the bottom of the box. It shone cold under the light, and it seemed to be shaking at a very fast speed, slowly swelling towards the spider. The abdomen is approaching.
"Ahhhhh, forgive me!"
The spider screamed in the exact same tone as if it had been copied.
The bulging abdomen contracted violently, but it was completely unable to avoid the slowly moving blade.
"... Ahhhhh, forgive me!"
Zhuo Fu rubbed his sore temples, preparing to open the silent compartment outside the incubator.
However, just before he pressed it down, there was a strange groaning noise in the spider's throat.
Immediately afterwards, it opened its mouth opening.
A clear human voice sounded, and in the background it seemed that the rustle of the wind passing over the forest could be heard:
"finished?"
Another completely different tone replied: "Don't worry, everything is ready."
Zhuo Fu was startled, and suddenly raised his head to look at the spider.
He remembered the information Mu Heng had given him. Although this monster could not talk to them on its own, it had a simple imitating ability, just like a tape recorder.
He jerked his hand towards the screen.
In the next second, the scalpel that condensed magic power stopped and disappeared.
The spider continued to say:
"How many have we installed now?"
"Until now, fifty-three."
"Very well, go ahead."
"When the blood moon comes, our mission will finally be completed."
Immediately afterwards, the two people who were talking began to pray together, and the low and weird voice resounded throughout the forest, terrifying.
The library of Mu's family is very old.
This is a tall Gothic spire, with various defensive curses superimposed on the outside to prevent the intrusion of outsiders.
When Shi An stepped into it, the dragon's breath caused the alarm to scream.
However, the silver-haired descendants of the Mu family casually raised their hands and stopped the restriction.
Prohibition: "..."
Damn, shameless.
Mu Heng embraced the dragon and walked towards the library.
The long sword was quietly placed in the center of the hall, and even in such a dim environment, the blade still reflected the silver sharp edge.
Perceiving Shi An's approach, it vibrated twice weakly.
After discovering that the owner didn't mind it, it faintly fell silent again.
Sword: "..."
Damn, I'm used to it.
The stairs are narrow and winding upward.
The space on the top floor is much larger than it looks outside.
There is an old parchment smell floating in the air, and the surrounding walls are full of bookshelves, in which there are countless various ancient books, illuminated by the faint light, extending into the darkness.
Shi An poked his head out of Mu Heng's arms, and curiously looked at the library of books passed down by the Dragon Slayer family for thousands of years.
He flapped his wings and flew.
Mu Heng: "Be careful, some books may specifically prohibit dragons."
"..."
Hearing this, Shi An retracted the curious paw he was about to touch.
Although it may not have any effect on the abyssal dragon, but...
He is really afraid of pain.
Mu Heng walked to a corner of the room, skillfully touched the defensive spell, and then held out an old and ancient book.
Thick tome, paper made of specially tanned monster skin, and ancient enchanting methods.
That's right, it's this set.
Shi An flew over.
However, before he reached the book, he was stopped by Mu Heng:
"Books can be given to you, but I have a condition."
Shi An tilted his head: "What?"
Mu Heng: "I want to see."
Shi An: "?!"
The silver-haired man in front of him looked calm and composed, and said without changing his face:
"The knowledge in this book is not only related to dragons. In addition, there is also a lot of knowledge about the Mu Family's hope that future generations will master. The monsters previously encountered in the Dark Mountains are a bit strange, and there may be related ones in it. clue."
Shi An hesitated to step on the paw.
"However, since I gave you this book, it belongs to you. You can decide how long and how much content I read, and you can also translate it for me."
Mu Heng added lightly.
Shi An was lost in thought.
Actually... Mu Heng's request is not excessive.
And more importantly, he and Mu Heng have previously translated together. Although the other party has some understanding of the lingua franca of ancient humans, it is not too much. It takes a long, long time to translate a section, and maybe he needs him. Come to help with the translation, so there should be no problem
"All right," he replied after thinking about it.
Mu Heng pulled an old armchair and sat down on it.
Shi An flew to his knees and clumped himself into a ball expertly. He scanned the catalog, made a rough estimate in his mind, and then said:
"Just half an hour."
"good."
"And I won't help you translate."
Mu Heng touched his back and smiled silently: "Yeah."
The library was very quiet, and only the rubbing sound of the paper being opened was heard.
Shi'an yawned, his eyelids drooped little by little, but suddenly, he seemed to realize something suddenly, his eyes widened suddenly, and he lost his sleep.
etc…
Is the page turning speed a bit fast
The author has something to say: "How to teach a human to eat oneself step by step"-by Shi'an