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 them on his back. This horn-shaped protrusion was as tall as a person, but it was not heavy and was 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 can eat alone with such peace of mind is that he has really contributed a lot. 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.
Zhu Li got out of the car and 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 had to give it back or not.
Although the active core is very important, neither Zhao Weiliang nor Zhu Li mentioned this, which can be 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 in his heart.
His devouring was far more intense than other iron men.
"I broke the three inches of the golden dragon. 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 Iron Man's vehicles, are used as bomb trucks. Now only some motorcycles and tricycles are 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, but nodded calmly: "According to wartime regulations, we treat them as deserters, and they are indeed killable. However, it is the time to boost morale in the camp. Deserters are too negative, so we will treat them as martyrs. You don't Opinion?"
"casual."
Anyway, people are dead, even if they are buried with great splendor, Shen Cong doesn't have any problem with it.
"Okay, let me make the arrangements."
"Oh, by the way, Commander Zhao, I want to share some of the raw 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 exposure to officialdom and the military gave him a deeper understanding of power and strength than ordinary people.
Shen Cong has strength and personality. If he handles it well, he will be the hero of the camp. If he handles it badly, he can become a disaster. The superiors need to know how to master the balance between this range. Zhao Weiliang has his own way of handling it.
The tricycle returned to the camp very quickly.
The survivors who had returned to their respective high-rise residences came out one after another to welcome each other. Although there were sacrifices, the camp was intact and a heavyweight evolutionary beast was successfully killed. This is definitely exciting news. At least it proves that human beings have already Can hunt heavyweight evolved 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."
"Killed the golden dragon, so awesome!"
"The hero returns!"
"Welcome back heroes!"
Cheers, wave after wave.
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 and said, "I don't like this scene. Let's go now and ask someone to 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 his 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 felt very curious. He had always thought that there was no so-called 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 "fearful" and backed away continuously 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 these horn-like protrusions is very strange, a bit like antlers with many forks, and there are tumor-like protrusions on them. Strictly speaking, they are not bone horns, but something similar to muscle hardening. Shen Cong can It is obvious that the horn-like protrusions are not hard enough, and the texture in some places is soft and muscle-like.
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.
"Can it become an active core without being a bone? Or is it like deer antler, which has not been completely ossified?"
Shen Cong thought that the antlers were not ossified at the beginning, but had a very special tissue structure with blood in them, 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?”
I thought wrong.
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 it enters the peak breakthrough stage, which is the lv1 level, it is likely to reach super heavyweight combat effectiveness. After all, there are more powerful ones than the King Kong (2.511h) Two and a half-star talent.
"In this way, the talent of a super-evolved beast starts at 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 even bigger than the Seismosaurus, the largest animal that had ever appeared in the history of the earth.
Level data is recorded.
Shen Cong looked at the strange horn-like protrusions and had another idea: "The texture of the golden dragon's horn 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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