Chapter 1190 Carnivore Eggs

Joan drew a piece of "Sid Mana", cast "Hand of High Mage", and searched for insect eggs in the pit, still complaining in his heart: The work he is doing now is really like a dung digger, if it is not for the urgent shortage of insect eggs Eggs are used to make cannon fodder, so I'm afraid I can't muster up the courage.

After rummaging in the pit for about ten minutes, Joan collected a total of 50 scavenging insect eggs, and then performed a "magic trick" to remove the dirt and odor attached to the surface of the eggs, and sprayed drow toxin dilution solvent to make the food The rotting insect eggs fall into a dormant state, and are finally collected in the green ice container specially used for storing insect eggs.

"Joan, what is the use of collecting these eggs?"

When returning the same way, Medea inquired curiously.

"These eggs can be ripened by spells and temporarily transformed into adult scavengers. On the battlefield, they are equivalent to a summoned creature that exists for a longer period of time."

"I see."

Medea gave a knowing smile.

"You collected these scavenger eggs to deal with basilisks, right?"

"Huh?" Joan was stunned.

"The visual organs of scavengers are severely degraded, and almost all of them are born blind. Without vision, of course, they can't look at the petrified lizards, and they are not affected by the 'petrified gaze'."

"On the other hand, the hearing and smell of scavengers are very developed and can completely replace the functions of vision, so they won't suffer because they can't see their opponents in battle. They are suitable for dealing with petrified lizards. Isn't that what you plan to do? of?"

Medea looked at Joan suspiciously.

"This is indeed a good idea." Joan smiled embarrassedly, "Thank you for reminding me."

Medea froze for a moment, then smiled, but she didn't know why.

Joan and Medea reunited with Hyrule, Audrey, and Holden, and then the carrion servants led the way and continued to explore.

After walking for nearly an hour, when the sun was about to set on the surface world, Qiao An and his party finally passed through the deep underground cave.

The outside of the cave suddenly opened up, with tall and straight mountains on both sides, and a canyon sandwiched between the steep mountains. The terrain in the center of the valley is open and flat, and bonfires can be seen faintly shaking, clearly someone is camping there.

Joan and the others quickened their pace and walked towards the place where the bonfire was jumping. From a long distance away, they could hear the loud and noisy voices unique to the dwarves, and the air was filled with the smell of strong alcohol.

"Hey! Look who's here?"

As soon as Joan and the others arrived at the camp, they heard familiar cheers.

"Guys, it's finally time for you!"

Scholz, the vice-captain of the prospecting team, with a big pale golden beard, came up excitedly and hugged Joan and the others warmly, with a strong smell of alcohol in his mouth.

When it was Medea's turn, the dwarf was taken aback, took two steps back, opened his drunken eyes, and looked hesitantly at the slender girl with a turban on the opposite side.

"This is Ms. Medea Gauguin, a friend we made on the trip," Holden laughed and teased the dwarf, "Brother Scholz, seeing the frightened look on your face, could it be Did Medea mistake her for Evelyn?"

"It's not easy to admit the wrong person, but..."

Scholz took two steps back and looked at Medea warily.

"Ma'am, please forgive my presumptuousness. You are the hostess of the 'Palace of Silence', the Medea Gauguin who is respectfully called the 'Gorgon-haired Witch' by the aborigines in the abyss?"

"I'm the only Medea Gauguin in the mud of the abyss. As for the title 'Gorgon'...Although I don't like it very much, since everyone calls me that, I can only be forced to accept it."

Medea shrugged, and then said to Scholz: "If you still have doubts, you might as well take a look at my hair."

"Oh! That's unnecessary!"

The always brave dwarf warrior turned pale with fright and shook his head repeatedly.

Joan can see that Scholz is jealous of Medea, which shows that this "sorcerer" is well-known in the local area, and her relationship with the dwarves may not be very harmonious.

In order to avoid the intensification of the conflict between the two sides, Joan quickly changed the topic and asked Scholz where Klein was.

"Brother Klein is at the camp, I'll take you to find him."

"At noon today, there was a nasty petrified lizard that swaggered into our camp for a walk. The guys were so frightened that they all ran out of sight of this monster and hid. A pot of stewed mushroom broth is clean."

"Huh? Do petrified lizards also like to eat our human food?" Hailar couldn't help interrupting, "I thought this kind of monster could fill its stomach by gnawing on rocks!"

"The sharp teeth and highly corrosive stomach acid of basilisks can indeed chew and digest stones, especially the creatures that are turned into stone statues by their own sight, which are more nutritious than other minerals."

"But stones are stones after all. Even petrified lizards don't like this kind of food that is too hard. If they eat a lot of stones, they will need a long time to digest slowly. During this period, they can only lie in their nests and take a nap. Use your energy to do other things until your stomach full of stones has been digested."

"If possible, basilisks prefer to eat fresh meat. It doesn't matter whether it's raw or cooked. This can reduce their digestive burden and free up energy to do more interesting and meaningful things, um... such as talking about meat. Talk about love, breed offspring."

Medea smiled shyly, and then introduced the eating habits of the basilisk to everyone.

"In order to obtain fresh ingredients as much as possible, basilisks will always sneak up on their prey from behind and attack suddenly."

"The hunting method of sneak attack from behind can not only prevent the prey from being frightened and flee, but also has the advantage of avoiding eye contact with the prey, so that the corpse of the prey will not turn into a stone statue, and it will be softer and more delicious to eat, and easier to digest. "

"As for those prey that are alert enough, they cannot be hunted by sneak attacks. The petrified lizards have to turn them into stone statues and store them in their nests as backup food."

"So that's how it is!" Scholz stroked his bushy beard and suddenly said: "When we encountered the petrified lizard before, several fellows were unfortunately turned into stone statues and dragged back to the lair by the petrified lizard. Ms. Gauguin, According to what you just said, it is possible that they are still alive now?"

"If basilisks can find more delicious food than stones, such as a hot pot of mushroom stew, I don't think they will be interested in eating hard dwarf stone statues."

Medea made a joke casually, and then asked Scholz: "What happened to the petrified lizard that broke into the camp and ate it?"