novellk Chapter 1700 [Fufu's Bizarre Adventure 92] Anshil's Educational Method
Chapter 1700 [Fufu's Bizarre Adventure 92] Anshil's Educational Method
Chapter 1700 [Fufu's Bizarre Adventure 92] Anshil's Educational Method
Although the brothers tried to keep them warmly, Fu Fu and his group did not stay in the camp of the Strange-faced Tribe for too long.
Before it got dark, they said goodbye and left the camp, called the pterosaurs, and returned to the Star Stronghold not far from here.
The moment the pterosaur took off into the air, Fu Fu realized that due to the previous battles and escapes, as well as her constant state of excitement, her physical strength and energy were already on the verge of exhaustion.
Now that she was completely relaxed, the feeling of exhaustion spreading throughout her body made her want to close her eyes and lie down right away.
"I should have taken a nap in the camp," Fu Fu muttered. Sleepiness came over her like a tsunami, and in a daze she actually dozed off while hanging under the pterosaur's body.
"Meow?! How dare you sleep when it's flying? Wake up, meow!"
Yupao, who was clinging to her, tried to wake her up, but he didn't dare to make too much noise, for fear that the bad-tempered pterosaur above would throw him and Fu Fu down with it.
Fortunately, although the pterosaur had a bad temper, it was also a "domesticated pterosaur" specially trained by the investigation team since it hatched from an egg. It not only knew the way back, but was also much more skilled in manned flight than its wild counterparts.
Even though the operator didn't give it any instructions and never cooperated in adjusting its center of gravity, it just hung there like a heavy bag of meat the whole time, but it still endured its dissatisfaction and dutifully brought the man and the cat back to the Star Base.
Of course, revenge is inevitable.
When it was landing, it suddenly dived, swung its body, and threw the still sleeping Fu Fu and the trembling fish into the sea near the dock. Then it pulled up with a sharp scream and flew back to the dragon shed alone.
I won’t take you with me next time!
A flutter.
After drinking a bellyful of bitter and salty sea water, Fu Fu and Yu Pa crawled back to the dock, all wet.
The busy people at the dock noticed the man and cat who had fallen into the water and came over to ask if they needed help.
In the entire New World Survey Team, only a few people knew this miserable girl vomiting seawater. They just thought that she was very young and looked unfamiliar.
Fu Fu was lying on the ground, retching and waving her hands vigorously.
At this moment, she just hoped that the brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts gathered around her would not be so enthusiastic.
What a shame!
The leader of the supplies team also came over, holding a writing board and confirming the types and quantities of goods and materials brought back by the trading ship.
She squatted down and patted Fufu's back hard to help her spit out the seawater that had been poured into her stomach. She glanced at the half-bald fish with a puzzled look on her face, "Why are you like this? Did you two go out into the wild by yourselves?"
Fu Fu choked on the water again, "Ahem. No, I followed the captain. Ugh."
The leader of the logistics squad showed even deeper sympathy on his face, "That's even worse, poor kid. Where is the commander? Didn't he come back with you?
Well, I shouldn’t ask this question. That old guy always appears and disappears in the blink of an eye.”
Fu Fu nodded painfully.
The leader of the supply squad helped Fu Fu up and said, "From the looks of you, you must have been in combat. You need to be bandaged and rest. I'll take you to the doctor first."
"I'm fine, but Fish Chop isn't in good condition." Fu Fu looked at his partner lying dead with some concern, "It has burns on its body."
Although I had helped Yuba with some simple treatment of his wounds before in the strange-faced tribe camp.
But now that it has been soaked in sea water, the wound is covered by wet hair, which may easily cause inflammation. It seems that the hair has to be shaved.
With the help of the leader of the supply squad, the fish fillets were first sent to the infirmary. Fu Fu, who originally wanted to go home to rest, remembered something and turned back to the headquarters.
As she expected, the Grand Commander was also here.
"I heard everything from the Grand Commander. You guys performed pretty well."
Ansir's expression was as calm as ever. "You should have been more careful. The guidance of the guide insects made you ignore your judgment of the surrounding environment. There must be many traces near the lair of the Brute Jaw Dragon. You shouldn't have barged in headfirst."
Really, after praising someone, you have to lecture them.
Fu Fu pouted in dissatisfaction, shook her still wet hair, put her hands on her waist and stated her purpose, "I want to buy some supplies!"
An Xier could of course guess what she wanted to buy and what she wanted to do, but he pretended to be confused and said, "If you want to buy something, just go to the grocery store. Why are you looking for me?"
This immediately dampened Fu Fu's arrogance.
It's different here from home. At home she never lacks money. If her father doesn't give her money, she can ask her mother. If her mother doesn't give her money, she can ask her aunt. As long as she asks for money, her aunt will definitely give her double the money.
There is no way. The situation is stronger than the people. I can only choose to bow my head for now.
Fu Fu shyly rubbed against her father and was about to act like a spoiled child, but Ansel spoke first, "You want money to buy gifts for your friends from the strange-faced tribe, right?"
"Yes! I promised them."
"Okay." Ansir agreed readily, "Want 5000z? Or 10000z? I can lend it to you."
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Fu Fu's smile froze on her face before it could even appear.
Why do you need to borrow it?
A place where demons gather.
Feng Ying jumped steadily and landed in a camp somewhere on the edge of the island, then looked up.
That clever acid pterosaur climbed up to high altitudes in a hurry as if it was escaping for its life, and disappeared into the area that was not affected by the spore mist and miasma.
It will be difficult to use pterosaurs for further actions. Even the strong acid pterosaurs cannot resist the erosion of miasma for a long time.
Otherwise, they would become like the pterosaurs that fell into the miasma valley, dominated by the microorganisms in the miasma and turned into half-dead zombies.
Feng Ying put on the anti-miasma protective stone and carefully checked the sealing of the filter mask. At the same time, she began to consciously adjust her breathing frequency, making her breathing slow and long, so as to minimize the inhalation of miasma.
After more than a decade of lack of maintenance, the camp has become completely abandoned.
The tents, campfires, stoves and other facilities are still there, but they are already covered with a thick layer of dust and mycelium.
In particular, the animal skin covering of the tent was even grown with large patches of unknown mushrooms, and it was obviously impossible to use it anymore.
The air visibility was very poor and everything around was white.
In just a few minutes, the large number of spores floating in the air and the flocs composed of hyphae covered the armor.
Using "snowflakes" to describe these things is obviously too insulting to the ice and snow that symbolize purity. Feng Ying thinks "dandruff" is a better metaphor.
Then she was disgusted by her own idea.
Think about it again. This place that was once as magnificent, diverse, and full of vitality as an exquisite eco-environment has now turned into this disgusting white, sticky appearance.
Feng Ying felt that when she saw that ugly thing later, she would have to punch it a few more times.
After wiping off the spores on the goggles of her mask and confirming the direction with the map in her hand, Feng Ying left the abandoned camp and headed towards the former land coral area.
According to the plan, she would cut in from the edge of the camp, pass through the former forest area, reach the land coral area, and then find the crack in the ground leading to the core area of the underground miasma valley.
It is dark and humid there, a paradise for the reproduction of spores and miasma microorganisms, and also the favorite environment of the Hazak.
If I'm not mistaken, that guy is hiding there.
The layers of hyphae on the ground formed a thick fungal carpet, which felt soft and gave a sickening sense of comfort when stepped on.
From time to time, he would step on exploding spore sacs, which would splash all over his boots. Snot-like mucus would seep into the gaps in his armor, soaking the lining into a sticky mess.
Damn, when I get back from this mission, I won’t be able to wear this armor unless I take it apart and clean it thoroughly inside and out.
Feng Ying cursed under her breath, trying to divert her attention away from these disgusting things and focus on the surrounding environment.
She originally thought that the animals and plants on the island had long since died out under the dual erosion of miasma and spores, but now she realized that this was not the case.
The tall trees still stood there, but their originally green branches and leaves had turned into a morbid dark yellow color, combined with the mycelium covering them, forming clumps like mutated tumors.
Those spores also seemed to understand that instead of completely sucking the tree dry of nutrients, it would be better to give it a breath, let it live half-dead, continue photosynthesis, and continue to provide nutrients for the growth of mycelium.
This feeling is not very comfortable. This is not called "symbiosis" but typical "parasitism".
As I looked up, I heard a rustling sound.
Are there other living things on this island?
Feng Ying turned her head in surprise and saw a small thief dragon with festering bodies and peeling scales, which looked like a corpse, crawling out from the "bushes" composed of strange bacterial strains.
(End of this chapter)