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Chapter 3316 Trial of the Big Fool (119)

Chapter 3316 The Trial of the Great Fool (One Hundred and Nineteen)

"By the way, are the frost-eating spiders on the Greenland snowfield so powerful?" Elaine asked casually while setting up the device.

"No, most frost-eating spiders are only about the size of a puppy and cannot be used at all. I deliberately found the most powerful individual among them when I went hunting, and after defeating it, I took its blood sample." Edmund replied

road.

So Elaine's suspicion is correct. The original owner of Edmund's transformation may be the Frostbite Spider King, an individual who can rival the Ice Feathered Serpent King. Other Frostbite Spiders are much smaller than the Spider King, and their abilities are definitely lower.

.

"If you really, really can change anything, can't you just catch a frost-eating spider?"

"It's not like that. The principle of my transformation ability is to trace the existence of the original owner (Kama). If the blood sample is collected from a small frost-eating spider, the transformation can only be a small frost-eating spider. It must be

Only by finding a strong enough individual can one become an equally powerful monster."

That's why he just ignored the blood samples of other ice feathered snakes and only collected the blood samples of the ice feathered snake king. Only those samples can turn him into the ice feathered snake king. But that blood is obviously highly poisonous... He is really

Can you drink it safely?

"Because it is used to trace the origin of the original owner's existence (Kama). In fact, as long as the body fluid sample is taken from that creature, it does not necessarily need blood. Other body fluids are also acceptable. And it does not need to be a living body fluid sample.

"You can also cook and sterilize it." As if he knew what Elaine was thinking, Edmund continued to explain: "I don't plan to drink the blood sample of the big snake directly. I have to go back to boil it and sterilize it, and let the high heat decompose the contents."

Biotoxins."

"I see, that's it." Elaine set up the teleportation device. Now she can open the device at any time and teleport back to the camp on the surface.

But Edmund's ability is really interesting. Use a weak monster to fight a powerful monster, and then get the transformation of a powerful monster. Then use a powerful monster to fight a more powerful monster, and then get a more powerful transformation. It's like a snowball.

That way it gets bigger and bigger, and becomes stronger and stronger. In the end, maybe even the giant dragon can change, and even the giant dragon can surpass it. This kind of "tracing back to the origin" change, maybe there is no upper limit.

By the way, who is the most powerful race on this planet?... The Dragon Clan? No, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, the Immortal Ancient Dragon?

If Edmund could get the blood sample of the immortal ancient dragon, wouldn't he be invincible?

"Yes, that's right," Elaine asked again: "You can also transform into other people. You, what if you drink my blood?"

Elaine still remembers that Edmund once transformed into Lord Danglars, and also transformed into the exiled Viking village leader, and deceived everyone. If he could become someone else, he could still have everything that person had.

In terms of ability, wouldn't this transformation ability be terrifying?

"I can probably look like His Highness the Prince. I will look exactly like His Highness the Prince, that's all. But I don't think I can have the same abilities as His Highness the Prince."

"No, can't you?"

"His Royal Highness's abilities should be acquired. There is no way to copy them. What I can copy are abilities like those innately possessed by Warcraft. Tracing back to the origin, it can be traced back to what the creature has innately, that is, [talent]

.However, things acquired through acquired hard work are different from talents, and there is no way to copy them by tracing back to their origins.

For example, even if I become the chief of a Viking village, I will only inherit that guy's brute strength and ability to wield various heavy weapons. I won't be able to use any of the various combat skills he acquired.

Your highness, your transformation ability is even more special. When you transform into a human form, you can obviously use the [psychic power] acquired through acquired hard work. There are other things——"

Elaine stopped talking. In fact, he knew better than anyone else that the telekinesis of his human transformation was not acquired. He would use telekinesis when he first awakened the human transformation, and he could still use it.

very good.

He didn't even know where the white-haired human boy's transformation came from, but that human boy could use telekinesis just after he had awakened. He was so "gifted."

What standards should be used to define nature and nurture? No one knows this kind of thing.

If you give Edmund a blood sample from the White Bear Man transformation, he might be able to replicate his super self-healing ability. If you give Edmund a White Shark Man transformation blood sample, he might be able to swim solidly.

.If the transformation of the white dragon man was given to Edmund, he might also have strong dragon scales and an indestructible body...

Maybe. Maybe. More maybe.

But Elaine had no intention of giving these abilities to Edmund. He felt scared deep down in his heart. If he gave too much power to Edmund, it would be as if he was denying himself.

Maybe it would be better if Edmund handles all the battles, and Elaine doesn't have to do anything at all. Maybe he is not as useful as Edmund, and the talents he has are a waste of money. Edmund can use this

Everything is used better.

The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it became, so Elaine simply stopped thinking about it. He activated the portal and walked in without saying a word.

Edmund followed, and the two reappeared on the surface of Atlantis.

It was already very late, the surroundings were quite dark, and no one was guarding the bonfire, so the bonfire almost went out.

"Bai, Bailey?" Elaine felt strange and hurriedly called: "You, where are you? Bailey??"

Still no response.

Edmund lit the torch, and the bonfire grew brighter. The surrounding darkness was gradually covered by light.

"I'm going to check on Mr. Quigg. His Highness Bailey must be asleep, right? It's so late and he shouldn't be running around."

"I, I'll go look for him." Elaine didn't find any trace of Bailey in the tent, so he smeared flame rosin on the Luna steel scimitar and used it for lighting.

Queeg can be left to Edmund to take care of him. Elaine hurriedly looked for Bailey, fearing that the child would be in danger in this darkness. Logically speaking, the surface of Atlantis should be very safe.

No monster has ever set foot here. But who knows if there will be exceptions?

There was a faint smell of Bailey in the air. Elaine felt that he could follow this smell to find the little fox. Although he was not sure whether it was the fox-man who transformed into a more sensitive sense of smell, or the lion-man who transformed into a more sensitive sense of smell. He felt

It should be about the same, but the sense of smell of carnivorous cats should be more sensitive, because lions in nature also rely on their sense of smell to hunt.

In short, he kept the transformation of the white lion boy and searched for it all the way. The smell was sometimes strong and weak, and the clues were occasionally broken, but he finally found the source of the smell successfully.

"Bailey?!" He saw the little fox lying motionless inside a hut. He was so frightened that he lost his mind and rushed over to check on Bailey's condition.

"Uh... big brother..." Under Elaine's noise, the fox boy gradually woke up and answered feebly.

Elaine breathed a sigh of relief, at least Bailey was not dead. He held the little fox and checked, and found that Bailey's hands and feet were cold and he looked quite weak. There was still some blood on his nose, as if he had a nosebleed.

"You, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Are you sick?"

"No, it's okay..." Bailey replied in a low voice: "I was too bored just now...I was playing here, and I accidentally... fell asleep."

He lied. Elaine felt this way instantly. Bailey was not the kind of irresponsible child. He said that he would take care of Queeg, so he would stay with him all night and take care of him until Elaine and others

Until I come back.

He walked away "because he was too bored" and then "played" in an empty room with nothing else until he fell to the ground and fell asleep. It was simply impossible.

There is no more obvious lie than this.

But Elaine didn't dare to blame Bailey. He knew something was wrong. Obviously Bailey had something to hide and didn't want to tell the truth.

There is no point in trying to ask things clearly now. It is better to keep Bailey's cold hands and feet warm first. So he turned into a white bear man, hugged the little fox tightly, and used his own body temperature to keep the child warm. The body temperature of the white bear man

It was relatively high, and the hair on the body had better thermal insulation properties. He hoped that this would have some effect.

Bailey's breathing gradually became calmer and stronger from the original weak. His cold body also gradually returned to warmth. It seemed that he had finally survived the danger.

As soon as he recovered, Bailey burst into a series of coughs. In order not to spray it into Elaine's face, he deliberately turned his face away, covered his mouth with his hands and coughed again.

Elaine rubbed the little fox's chest with his hands, trying to warm up his lungs. Only then did he realize that the small amulet-like dagger on Bailey's chest was vaguely heating, and the flame rosin that had been applied before

The magic power has not been used up yet. Perhaps it was the heat emitted by this small dagger that kept Bailey from losing his temperature completely when he fainted, and prevented the little fox's condition from completely deteriorating.

In a sense, this is indeed an amulet that protects Bailey. It's like Leo is no longer here, but there is still some mysterious power protecting his child.

"You, don't you have anything to say to me, Bailey?" Elaine asked softly, just to test, not to force the little fox to tell the truth.

"It's nothing, big brother." Bailey replied in a low voice, "What can you say?"

"Then...okay, okay." Elaine sighed. His knees were quite sore from half-kneeling there, so he simply lay down with Bailey in his arms, keeping himself and the child from feeling cold.

posture, lying down.

"Big brother." the little fox asked in a low voice.

"Um?"

"If one day Bailey turns into a bad guy and hurts many people, what will big brother do?"

"I..." the white bear man hesitated for a moment and replied: "I, I will try my best to stop you and prevent you from hurting anyone else. But then I will take you away and hide you so that no one can come."

Hurt you."

"Hehehe, it's very much like the big brother's standard answer." Bailey said with a smile: "Then what if... what if...if the people who were hurt were all very bad villains, and I was just trying to protect myself and my big brother.

?"

"No, no matter what the reason is, it is wrong to hurt others..."

"What if we have to hurt? What if either we hurt others or others hurt us, and there is no other choice?"

"Well, then I think you should choose this way...but I hope, I hope you can still find a way to escape and avoid having to make this choice as much as possible."

"I understand." Bailey replied, "Eldest brother is indeed very kind."

"What standards should be used to judge good and evil..." Elaine groaned. Sometimes he couldn't judge it himself. Good and bad, good and evil, are all relative. People in different camps have different values.

.What is good and good in the eyes of people in one camp may be bad and evil in the eyes of people in another camp.

To be honest, what standards should we use to judge what is good or bad in the world?

Sometimes Elaine herself is confused.

"I think it probably depends on whether they respect life." The little fox replied: "If someone treats other lives as tools and toys, and uses, ruins, enslaves, and harms them at will, then this person is a bad person.

Absolutely bad people. Even if such bad people are eliminated, I will not have any sympathy for them."

Elaine was stunned for a while.

"You, you might be right. Well...that's it."

So Bailey is still a sensible child. Maybe even more sensible than Elaine. He found that he was not qualified to teach Bailey a lesson, no matter what the little fox did.

"But, but, don't worry me too much, Bailey." He whispered.

"I will take care of myself, big brother." The child replied with a smile.

Elaine smiled bitterly: "My body, has it warmed up? Let's go back and rest?"

"I want big brother to carry me back~" the little fox said coquettishly.

"Really, there's really nothing I can do about you..." Elaine carefully picked up Bailey and walked towards the camp.


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