harleyscars Chapter 57 A Bad Luck?
Chapter 57 A Bad Luck?
Chen Yan slid down from the treetop and circled the fire dragon several times, observing it carefully for a while.
"Hmm, it looks like the recovery is going quite well..."
It also owes its existence to Xialong.
If Xialong hadn't been there last night, even if it had survived, it wouldn't have recovered so quickly. It must have absorbed a lot of the energy that was dissipating while Xialong was absorbing the energy from the earth's veins.
The male Rathalos, who was lying on the rope net tearing at the carcass of a herbivorous dragon, glanced at him, its eyes much brighter and more lively than yesterday.
It swallows a large section of intestine whole, like slurping noodles. Despite its narrow head and thick teeth, it can precisely squeeze out the black pearls inside with its flexible tongue.
"Hey, hey, don't throw up! This is all dietary fiber. Eating it is good for promoting bowel movements and helping to prevent constipation..."
However, Chen Yan looked at the large, still steaming lump of poop behind it, which it had just defecated, and it seemed that it really didn't need to replenish this.
After eating his fill, Chen Yan pulled the vines over to the creature and carefully examined the wing bones and membranes on its back. He confirmed that using the gut sutures was the right choice, as the creature had absorbed almost everything.
"There aren't any gaps, it should be able to fly now."
Chen Yan jumped down, gesturing for it to try flying.
The fire dragon slightly spread its wings and tried to flap around on the rope net a few times. As the withered branches and leaves were blown about wildly by the wind, it used the momentum to spring up and actually managed to fly up, albeit unsteadily.
But it didn't fly away; instead, it circled a few trees a few times and then flew back.
It crouched on the ground, its wings folded behind it, its tail wrapped around its front and rested on its paws, and it lowered its head to look at Chen Yan.
From Chen Ya's perspective, the fire dragon's head, which was so close, only made up a small part of its body. It was not only handsome but also a little cute. There was no trace of its former ferocity in its eyes, only full of curiosity and a little doubt.
"The Sky King is really handsome... Alright, your injuries are healed, you should go home now. Your female Rathalos wife is probably waiting for you anxiously."
More importantly, he should also participate in the lottery.
But the fire dragon still looked down at him, even sniffing him inside and out, but the more it sniffed, the more doubts appeared in its eyes.
"What's wrong? Are you reluctant to part with me, or do you want a farewell handshake... or a hug?"
Remembering that its claws were poisonous, Chen Yan simply opened his arms to hug its head. As Chen Yan approached, the male fire dragon seemed to have made up its mind.
It knocked him to the ground, shook its head, hooked his clothes with its teeth, and then flapped its wings to carry him away.
"Hey, hey, hey, we're full, why are you packing the chef up to take with us?"
Chen Yan was bewildered in the wind, but he roughly understood what the Fire Dragon meant.
On one hand, it was naturally grateful to him for saving its life; on the other hand, it probably thought that the abundant earth vein energy last night was also brought by him.
But it probably can't take him away, because the dragon wouldn't agree.
It had just wobbled into the air when a snapping sound suddenly came from below. Its flying body plummeted, and before it could even look down to see what had gotten tangled in its tail, it was yanked back down the next second.
The fire dragon landed on its back, but fortunately the height wasn't too great and it didn't aggravate its wounds. It rolled around on the ground a few times before finally standing up.
Chen Yan landed steadily in the comfortable bunk. He poked his head out from under the wing, looked at the astonished Rathalos, and reached out to soothe the Chameleon, whose body color was changing rapidly and whose mouth was accumulating venom.
"See, I told you you couldn't take me with you... Don't be angry, Boss Chameleon, it didn't mean to hurt me, it just wanted to give me a ride... By the way, Brother Rathalos, I'm still short on materials for forging a sword, how about you give me some?"
Under the deathly gaze of the appearing Charizard, Chen Yan pointed to whichever Rathalos bit off a piece of meat, and obediently left behind a reward that satisfied him. The Rathalos, which had been almost bald from being plucked, flapped its wings and flew away, looking back three times.
Chen Yan rubbed his hands together excitedly as he looked at the golden fire dragon materials scattered all over the ground.
"This should be enough for me to forge a good sword..."
As the fire dragon disappeared into the clouds, the fire dragon's quest bubble in my mind dissipated, and in its place appeared a familiar giant roulette wheel.
Chen Yan hugged the mascot Xialong tightly, praying that he would draw a lucky fortune.
[Task completed.]
[Soft tissue self-healing]: Your body's soft tissues have gained incredible self-healing and regeneration abilities. Even if burned by flames or corroded by venom, they can recover rapidly as long as you have enough energy.
"What a terrible fortune!"
Chen Yan was extremely dissatisfied with the lottery results. He would have liked Fire Dragon's Super Vision, Fire Resistance, or Fire Bag, or at the very least, a King's Stance with some Charm. Why did he get a passive skill again?
But when the massive warm current surging within him split into countless tributaries to warm his entire body, he realized that he had actually drawn an incredibly auspicious lot.
Subcutaneous tissue, muscles, tendons, ligaments, joint capsules, synovial bursae, nerves and blood vessels... all the soft tissues in his body underwent a transformation. The hidden injuries left from previous hunts were healed, everything became clearer in his eyes, and even the white hair at his temples turned black again.
The warmth, which had been partially depleted, returned to his heart, swirled for a while, and finally surged into the vital area between his legs.
"Hiss, this thing is soft tissue too?"
Chen Yan was shocked, then recalled the details of the reward description: "Even if burned by flames or corroded by venom, as long as you have enough energy, they can recover rapidly..."
The fact that Xialong can absorb ley line energy means that he can absorb ley line energy, and that he can absorb ley line energy means that his body energy is always abundant.
His abundant internal energy means that "it" is constantly triggering a rapid repair effect, and the constant triggering of this effect means that he and "it" can experience both "pain" and "pleasure".
His gaze fell upon Xialong, tinged with fervor.
"Is my childhood dream of becoming a dragon knight about to come true?"
Xialong stared at him and noticed that he had become excited and happy. He became excited and happy as well. He tilted his head, gently rubbed his cheek, and then paused for a moment.
Why does Chen Yan seem to smell even better?
Both the man and the dragon suppressed their excitement. Chen Yan wanted to perfect the dragon's wings before repairing the wounds, as the injury on the dragon's wings was still quite serious.
Xia Long swallowed hard, trying to suppress the urge to wrap her tongue around Chen Yan and suck him hard again.
Chen Yan reluctantly emerged from the wings of the Xialong. He patted the Xialong's front paws, signaling it to return to its base, but the Xialong remained motionless, only staring at him with one eye.
At the same time, he swayed back and forth, mimicking the way the fire dragon had lowered its head earlier.
Compared to the fire dragon's head covered in carapace-like thorns, the chameleon's head, with its long horns, is much easier to hug.
"Okay, okay, hug me, but we have a deal: if I hug you, you can't go causing trouble for that fire dragon..."
Hearing Chen Yan say this, Xia Long turned her other eye, which had been fixed on the spot where the fire dragon had disappeared, back to the spot.
After rubbing against Chen Yan repeatedly, He slowly disappeared from the spot.
Chen Yan climbed a tree and circled back to the lynx camp, where he pulled out the flower cat, who was sleeping soundly among a group of little kittens.
"Cat, wake up! I need your help!"
Still dazed, the cat instinctively clutched its purse tighter.
"I have no money!"