"Are you going to find the target by yourself?" Garen nodded thoughtfully. "Are there any specific conditions or requirements?"
"Just don't make it too complicated. All you need to learn is the basic framework at the beginning, and then slowly expand it." Aining said, "Okay, go ahead. There is still one morning to make what you want to create."
Find the totem, and remember, it must be what you need and can use. Every creature has its own unique ability, don't choose randomly."
"yes."
Garen nodded respectfully.
"Then I'm going to wash up first. When you get it back later, we'll start making the formal presentation." Aining yawned, turned around and walked out of the room.
Galen found a large glass bottle and a pair of pigskin gloves, then went downstairs and left the small building.
In the morning, there were many young men in the town. Most of them carried bows, arrows, hunting knives, and wore clothes made of fur. They came in and out of the town in groups. Some of them even carried wild beasts they had just killed on their backs.
Garen walked along the main road of the town and walked outside. The gray robe he was wearing made the residents of the town a little curious. Several children who were originally playing and chasing each other suddenly hid in the corner when they saw him approaching.
Watching him secretly and warily.
Walking out of the town, there is a vast rolling hilly grassland with clusters of small woods scattered sparsely, most of which are short-footed trees that are not dense enough. The emerald green woods and dark green grassland are almost connected together, and some white
Butterflies were flying around the small flowers on the grass, and a group of unknown birds flew in the sky from time to time, making a high-pitched and weak cry.
Not far from the town, there is a small river three to four meters wide. This is the source of the famous Red River. It is the melted snow water from the towering snow peaks in the distance. It is extremely clean.
Galen walked to the edge of the Red River, squatted down, and began to look through the grass and wet soil.
"What kind of totem do I need?"
he asked himself.
"What kind of totem will help me?"
He pushed aside the grass, and there was a group of black ants crawling slowly across the black soil. He looked at it, but without moving his eyes, he landed on another dark green blade of grass.
On the willow-leaf-shaped grass blade, lying quietly, a fat green caterpillar with burrs all over its body and four small black eyes looked lazily and lifelessly.
On a small yellow flower on the right, there is a black bee with a thin waist sitting on it. It is crawling around in the stamens the size of a fingernail. Its legs are covered with yellow pollen, and it is obviously collecting pollen.
"Ant, caterpillar, wild bee¨¨"
Garen shook his head slightly.
"It's too weak. Although the structure is simple, it won't be of much help to me even if it succeeds."
He stood up and continued walking towards the distance of the grassland hills.
"If you want to be helpful to me, it is best to have a certain amount of strength, so that it can play a supporting role in life. It must be able to fly, and it can play a role in reporting and reconnaissance and early warning. It must have offensive capabilities and certain defensive capabilities. In this way
If anything, the best thing is the birds.”
He looked far away at several woods not far away, where the crisp and clear chirping of birds kept coming.
After crossing several hills, he quickly selected the largest forest and walked into it.
The forest was lush and green, and there was a refreshing feeling. Several children were wandering around in it picking up something. These children were dressed in shabby clothes, with disheveled faces, and were thin and pitiful. They carried a huge basket on their backs, and some of them contained some plants.
Wild fruits and the like, and some are empty with only a little bit.
When Garen came in, he only made these children look up, but no one paid attention to him and continued to pick and dig with their heads down.
There are many birds perched above the forest, and their noisy intermittent calls are heard constantly.
Garen raised his head to distinguish carefully, and saw that there were many birds above the woods. There were five or six species, some large and some small, most were black, and only a few were green and blue.
"It needs to be slightly larger, aggressive, and has good flying speed." Garen found that he didn't recognize any kind of bird. He looked around and his eyes fell on a dirty little boy in the distance.
This little boy wore the same gray linen clothes as the others, carried a large basket on his back, and had messy hair. He only had a green parrot standing on his shoulder. He looked different from other children.
Garen walked over and stood next to the little boy. "Is this the bird you raised?" he asked in as gentle a tone as possible.
"Yes, sir. Do you have any orders?" The little boy stood up from his bent position and looked at him doubtfully. This strange adult looked left and right in the forest, wondering what he was doing here.
"I would like to ask, do you know what species of birds are here?" Gallon took out a small copper bullet and passed it over.
The little boy immediately hurriedly caught it. A copper may not buy you much elsewhere, but you can still buy some snacks here. He suddenly smiled happily.
"Bird? I'm familiar with this one."
"Familiar with you bird! Familiar with you bird!" The green parrot on his shoulder shouted loudly.
"Shut up Hans!" the little boy said in embarrassment, "If you keep doing this, I won't give you dinner!"
"Try it carefully to me. If you say it well, I'll give you another one." Garen looked at the green parrot with a smile.
"No problem, my sister likes raising birds the most. Later, after she left, I started to like it too. I still know a lot about this!" The little boy patted his chest.
"Get to know your sister! Get to know your sister!"
"Shut up!!" The little boy blushed and flicked the green parrot's head hard.
Garen smiled as he looked at this combination of man and bird, feeling very harmonious.
"I'm looking for a bird that's fast, strong, and aggressive. Do you know what kind of bird there is?" He stated his conditions.
"You have found the right person!" The little boy wiped away the runny nose, "According to your requirements, the most suitable one is definitely Eagle."
"Eagle? What's the fastest eagle?" Garen nodded and asked.
"The eagles we have here are not slow and most of them are cunning blue eagles. They are small and very fast. It can scratch people's skin in the blink of an eye! It has the sharpest claws and likes to steal everyone's chickens.
." The little boy answered in detail.
"Are there any other birds? Or it doesn't have to be a bird." Gallon asked with a frown. Although the blue eagle met the requirements, he didn't like this kind of eagle that only stole chickens.
"If it doesn't have to be a bird," the little boy scratched his hair, "Oh! There is another one, but it's not a bird, it's an insect."
"Oh? What is it?" Garen showed an interested expression.
"Fluorescent butterfly!" The little boy said with an uncomfortable look on his face, "This thing is as big as a washbasin, powerful, beautiful, and weird. Generally, butterflies are not very fast, but they are very fast, much faster than ordinary butterflies.
Birds are even faster. Only eagles can compare with them. And the most annoying thing is that they are highly poisonous. If a person accidentally inhales their powder, they will be paralyzed and poisoned, and even the smallest one will die! It's terrible.
!”
"Oh? There is this kind of butterfly? Where is it? Take me to see it!" Garen suddenly became interested.
"I won't go. If you keep walking in that direction, you will soon see those nasty groups of butterflies. They are full of poison and have taken over the entire small forest. You see the big blue butterfly.
Color butterflies, blue butterflies without any variegated colors, then they must be them." The little boy simply pointed in the direction and said.
"Thank you." Garen took out the second copper in his hand and strode towards the direction pointed by the little boy.
Leaving this grove, Garen kept walking in the direction pointed by the boy. His pace was very fast. More and more dense groves appeared around him. The traces of human activities gradually became less and less. There were wheel marks and footsteps on the ground.
The seal also disappeared quickly.
In the distance, you can gradually see the white snow peaks towering into the clouds.
Soon he saw the fluorescent butterfly the boy was talking about.
Under the shade of some dark trees, blue butterflies glowed with light blue fluorescence and danced in the shadows. It was as if they were sprinkled with fluorescent powder.
These butterflies are flying silently, the smallest is about the size of a palm, and the largest has a wingspan of nearly one meter. Their long, furry bodies are clearly exposed, making them look creepy.
Garen picked up a stone from the ground, narrowed his eyes and threw it away.
laugh!
The stone ripped through the air like a sharp arrow and accurately hit the largest fluorescent butterfly.
Suddenly, like a hornet's nest, a large number of fluorescent butterflies suddenly emerged from the surrounding woods, overwhelmingly swooping towards Galleon as if the blue light spots instantly connected into an ocean.
Garen lifted his foot, and with a splash, a large cloud of black soil mixed with grass clippings spread out in all directions, hitting the surrounding fluorescent butterflies like raindrops.
In the popping sound, the blue light spots fell one after another and dimmed, and a pungent smell of poisonous powder filled the air.
Garen held his breath, stepped forward in a flash, and appeared in front of the largest fluorescent butterfly. He picked it up with his gloved hand and stuffed it into a glass bottle, turned around and left.
Before he had gone far, a large group of blue fluorescent butterflies suddenly appeared behind him. They were extremely fast, and they were able to vaguely catch up with the galloping Galleons when flying in a non-straight line.
Garen looked back, exerted force on his feet again, and instantly accelerated, leaving the fluorescent butterflies behind.
His whole body was shaken, and countless tiny blue poisonous powders were quietly knocked down and blown behind him by the wind. Only when all the poisonous powders disappeared did he resume breathing.
I lifted the glass bottle and looked at it. The fluorescent butterfly inside was not completely dead yet, and was moving slightly in the bottle.
He was quite satisfied with this kind of butterfly. It was not slow, highly poisonous, and powerful. Compared with ordinary insects that would die if stepped on, this kind of butterfly had a thick layer of cuticle on its surface, and its strength was equivalent to that of a mouse.
It looks like there will be absolutely no problem sending letters and the like.
"The only shortcoming is that it is not concealed enough, but I am still satisfied." Garen recalled the blue-scaled snake he encountered before. Compared with that kind of biological totem, the fluorescent butterfly is a flying creature, and it is not in the diet of hawks. Even if
It's a little more conspicuous, and the other advantages are enough to cover up such flaws.
In the laboratory
Aining wiped his mouth carefully with a white towel, while picking up the fluorescent butterfly bottle and observing it.
"This is my first time making this kind of butterfly, but I have studied butterflies before. Although it is not in-depth, I still have some experience." He put down the bottle, "Are you sure you want fluorescent butterflies?"
"Of course." Garen stood aside and nodded after hearing the words.
"Well, a silver lantern master will have a core totem, an auxiliary general totem.
As a teacher, I can make the first totem for you for free, which is considered a gift to you. However, if you want to change the totem in the future, you must research and make it yourself. Do you understand?"