Cheers came from the camp.
The car battalion was dispatched to transport the body of the golden dragon. Shen Cong directly cut off the two horn-shaped active cores of the golden dragon and carried it on his back. This horn-shaped protrusion was as tall as a person, but not heavy and very light.
Shen Cong has always been a solitary eater of this kind of good stuff and doesn't like to share it with others.
Of course, the reason why he eats alone so peacefully is that he has indeed done a lot of work. Without him, the seriously injured golden dragon could destroy half of the camp; and the other is that he doesn't want the corpse of the golden dragon and gives it all to the camp, which is just right. Distribute according to work, those who kill the golden dragon take the active core, and those who severely injure the golden dragon take the body.
When Zhu Li got out of the car, he couldn't help but twitching when he saw Shen Cong skillfully packing the active core and carrying it on his back.
Back then, he had watched helplessly as Shen Cong took away all four fangs of the violent great ape king, and he either wanted them back or not.
Although the active core is very important, neither Zhao Weiliang nor Zhu Li mentioned this, which is regarded as acquiescing to Shen Cong's distribution principle.
Zhao Weiliang stood in front of the dying golden dragon and said happily to Shen Cong: "Comrade Hu Ge has made a great contribution. Although the award ceremony of the camp competition was not held today, you are worthy of being the leader of evolution!"
Shen Cong had no reaction to Zhao Weiliang's praise. He just glanced indifferently at the iron men who were preparing to harvest the golden dragon corpses and their vehicles, suppressing the devouring desire in his heart.
His devouring desire is far stronger than that of other iron men.
"Three inches of the golden dragon was broken by me. It's not dead yet, so be careful. Besides, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first."
Zhao Weiliang knew Shen Cong's character and immediately said: "Xiao Hu, don't be anxious, take the car, I will take you back. Commander Zhu, take someone to harvest the body of the golden dragon."
Shen Cong couldn't comment and got on the tricycle.
All the cars in the camp, except Ironman's vehicles, were used as bomb trucks. Now there are only some motorcycles and tricycles left, and some simple bicycles have also been assembled.
"Wang Yu backed down and was killed by me." Shen Cong said calmly as soon as the tricycle started.
Zhao Weiliang was not too touched, and just nodded calmly: "According to wartime regulations, they are treated as deserters, and they are indeed killable. However, it is the time to boost morale in the camp. Deserters are too negative, so they will be treated as martyrs. You don't Opinion?"
"casual."
Anyway, people are dead, even if they are buried in a grand ceremony, Shen Cong doesn't have any objection.
"Okay, let me make the arrangements."
"Oh, by the way, Commander Zhao, I want to share part of the original metal of the crane."
"You are the hero of the camp, I will make it happen." Zhao Weidian nodded and seemed more easy-going. Maybe in the past he was a big figure in Anhui Province's official circles and the army, but in the apocalypse, he is just an ordinary person.
Years of being in officialdom and the military gave him a deeper understanding of power and strength than ordinary people.
Shen Cong has strength and personality. If he can handle it well, he will be the hero of the camp. If he doesn't handle it well, he can become a disaster. The person in charge needs to know how to balance this range, and Zhao Weiliang has his own way of dealing with it.
The tricycle returned to the camp in no time.
The survivors who had returned to their respective residences on the high platform came out one after another and lined the streets to welcome them. Although there were sacrifices, the camp remained intact and a heavyweight evolutionary beast was successfully killed. This is definitely exciting news. It at least proves that humans can already hunt heavyweight evolutionary beasts.
So as evolution moves forward, perhaps one day humans can return to the top of the food chain.
"Evolutionary Edge! Evolutionary Edge!"
"Hu Ge!"
"Well done Hu Ge."
"Killing the golden dragon is really awesome!"
"The hero returns!"
"Welcome back heroes!"
Cheers, one wave after another.
Zhao Weiliang waved to both sides, turned to Shen Cong and said, "Enjoy the cheers, young man."
But what she got in exchange was not Shen Cong's excitement.
Instead, he frowned unconsciously: "I don't like this scene. Let's go now. I'll have someone give me the things later!" After saying that, he jumped out of the tricycle. As the camp residents raised their heads and shouted, several Ups and downs, disappeared behind a high platform, and returned to the King Kong.
Cheers, what is that.
"I just want to get stronger!"
Shen Cong's departure made Zhao Weiliang stunned for a while, and then he put on a gentle expression: "Comrade Hu Ge had a battle with the Golden Jiao. It was very exhausting. Let's go back and rest first. Everyone, please go back to work, although We won, but we also lost many outstanding compatriots, so we can only live better."
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The King Kong arrived at a familiar place.
Shen Cong isolated himself from the camp again, enjoying the tranquility and abundant sense of security alone.
However, unlike usual times when Hei Tou came back, Hei Tou would happily welcome him. This time, Hei Tou was timid and did not dare to approach Shen Cong, and the emotion of "fear" kept coming from the sensory connection.
It is afraid of the two horn-like protrusions of the golden dragon.
"I have never seen you afraid of the fangs of the violent great ape king, but you are afraid of the horns of the golden dragon?" Shen Cong was curious. He had always thought that there was no such thing as a coercive posture among evolved beasts.
When he first raised the dog-crocodile war flag, reality slapped him in the face, which was useless.
As a result, blackheads are now afraid of the active core of the golden dragon.
Thinking about this, Shen Cong picked up the golden dragon's horn and approached Black Head. Black Head immediately felt "fear" crazily and backed away until he escaped from the King Kong carriage.
"Is the pressure so strong?"
Shen Cong opened a bottle of Mibao and drank it. Then he stopped his mischievous attitude and began to carefully feel the horn of the golden dragon.
The shape of this pair of horn-like protrusions is very strange, a bit like antlers with many forks, and there are knob-like protrusions on them. Strictly speaking, it is not a bone horn, but something similar to muscle hardening. Shen Cong could clearly feel that the horn-like protrusions were not hard enough, and the texture in some places was soft like muscle.
But the rich activity it exudes and the ability to inject activity to produce a sharpening reaction prove that this is indeed an active core.
"It can become an active core without being a bone? Or is it like deer antler, which has not been completely boned?"
Shen Cong thought that the antlers were not ossified at the beginning, but had a very special tissue structure with blood inside, which was rich in amino acids and was a valuable traditional Chinese medicine supplement.
Then here comes the problem.
"Can the horns of the golden dragon be eaten?"
Thinking astray.
Such a valuable active core cannot be eaten casually. After observing it for a while, Shen Cong couldn't wait to sense the level data of the golden dragon.
The results are stunning.
lv0.691, activity level 1.987h, talent 2.874h (two and a half stars).
Judging from this data, the golden dragon is currently in a mature stage and its combat effectiveness is at a heavyweight level. When entering the peak breakthrough period, which is the lv1 level, it is likely to reach super heavyweight combat power. After all, it has a two-and-a-half-star talent that is stronger than King Kong (2.511h).
"In this way, the talent of a super-evolved beast starts at least 3 hours." Shen Cong thought of the iron-eating beast that he had never met before. It was an evolved beast that was bigger than the largest animal Seismosaurus that had ever appeared in the history of the earth.
Grade data were recorded.
Shen Cong looked at the strange horn-like protrusions and had another idea: "The horn of the golden dragon is relatively soft, and it seems not suitable for making bone metal weapons... Find a chance to try to make a golden dragon totem."
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I hope book lovers who read pirated copies can come to Qidian to support Lao Bai. Writing a book is not easy. (To be continued.)