The battle that follows is really lackluster.
After cutting off the indescribable organ, even though the leader sea otter can turn his body into a hardness close to that of metal rock, this cannot stop the continuous flow of blood. It is obvious that it has completely lost its ability to fight.
Then again, who else could?
After Ian's condescending chop, he no longer wanted to fight. He used his forward momentum to dive into the seabed, and successfully returned to the coast amidst the panicked screams of the sea otters.
In fact, this is the most dangerous part, because Ian is now just an Ascended Apprentice who has not yet reached the first level. He faced two other Warcraft-level sea otters in the sea. The result cannot be said to be happy for everyone, it can only be said to be miserable. .
But beasts are beasts after all. After seeing their leader howl in agony and being severely injured in the moment of the fight, the first reaction of the two monster sea otters was to turn around and run away with their respective beasts!
If they encounter other monsters competing for territory, or encounter giant predators such as armored sharks, the sea otter community may fight to the death against the attackers... But the speed at which Ian Teng turned and disappeared again was too fast. So fast and direct that they didn't even notice where the attacker was.
The unknown is the greatest terror, especially the injury suffered by the leader, which is even more terrifying. In order to prevent themselves from suffering the same outcome, they are a little clever but not particularly smart, so they naturally run away first.
Of course, Ian actually knew another reason.
The Fantasy Labyrinth Reef Group is a huge coastal ecosystem inhabited by a variety of magical beast communities. Even the indigenous people are usually reluctant to approach it, calling it the 'Sea of No Return'.
Here he was injured, bleeding, and howling miserably, but the result was not that simple.
Shaking his head and shaking out the large sea water, Ian could already hear the faint neighing of other monsters, as well as the abnormal turmoil in the sea not far away.
In the precognitive vision, just for a moment, there was only a light layer of blood lingering on his body, and he might not be dead. The leader Sea Otter, who was most disabled, was immediately surrounded by the black energy that was sure to kill him.
The sea otter community that has lost its leader must retreat - their enemies are not only Ian, but also a large number of other reef monsters.
But how could Ian give up his potion ingredients?
Therefore, while the opponent was still struggling and causing the scarlet blood to spread in the sea, the boy who had retrieved his handmade short gun from the shore began to aim at his target and began to throw continuously.
Normally, this kind of rough, sharpened wooden gun, no matter how powerful the impact, would at most pierce the leader sea otter's skin, and probably not even blood would come out... But now, as the leader sea otter continues to lose blood, The body became weak, and the solid 'Pure Rock Body' could not be maintained for a long time, and the weakness of the wound on its back became more and more obvious.
Just when Ian threw the thirteenth wooden spear, Fury struggled to fight back, but was hit in a vital point and the leader Sea Otter was pronounced dead.
After a week of observation, preparation and waiting, it was finally time to harvest.
"Is this the crystal bone?"
Ian moved quickly. He immediately entered the sea, dragged the body of the leader sea otter back to the shore, and then separated and cut it.
The alpha sea otter weighs more than 200 kilograms. The reason why it can float on the sea is because its body stores a large amount of hydrogen separated by metal-based cell activities. The reef-eating sea otter can decompose water into oxygen and hydrogen through cell electrolysis reaction, so Only in this way can they regularly dive to find food, eat coral reefs, and keep themselves floating on the water.
After the sea otter died, the hydrogen gas in the air bag would not leak for a short time, so Ian began to deal with it.
Warcraft, especially low-level warcraft at the first and second energy levels, cannot all be filled with sublimation materials. Generally speaking, a first-level monster only has one or two potion materials and a portion of flesh and blood containing a large amount of source matter.
A giant sea otter over two meters tall, excluding the inedible parts and internal organs containing a large amount of heavy metal toxins, can leave about thirty or forty pounds of meat, as well as key sublimation materials.
Ian had done his homework a long time ago. He skillfully cut the prey's fur from the back along the gunshot wound. With a steady and dexterous hand, he controlled the knife to fly and cut, and quickly found his target at the spine.
It was a spine that shone with light silver and had the characteristics of a metallic lattice.
It is only a small section, but it has a tendency to spread. Perhaps in the future, when the entire spine and even the bones of the whole body become such crystal bones, it can become a second-level reef-eating sea otter.
This lattice spine can gradually allow the reef-eating sea otter to completely transform into a metal-based life. It can obtain hydrogen and oxygen by decomposing water, and absorb metal to strengthen itself.
In terms of attributes, it is a magical beast of the water and earth systems. When used in potions, it can give people a body similar to pure rock and the ability to control and decompose water.
But now, Ian easily separated the magical metal spine, then picked out a piece of ribs, threw the remaining body to the shore, and quickly retreated towards Harrison Port.
——The voices of other monsters in the reef group are very close. I have taken away the best parts, and I will leave the rest to those who come to pick up the missing parts.
Otherwise, when a group of monsters catch up, the gains will outweigh the losses.
"Little Ian, how was your harvest today?"
When we returned to Harrison Port, the residents and city guards we met along the way all smiled and greeted this small but kind psychic: "If you pick up another big snail, can you sell me a piece of it?"
Because of the shape and stretchable characteristics of conch meat, coastal fishermen have always believed that it has stimulating functions. It is quite popular in the market and has always been priceless.
"The harvest is good, I will definitely do it next time!"
Ian's identity as a psyker is now not only unknown, but also known to everyone, especially the hero of the indigenous siege. The young city guard Scott repeatedly reiterated that if it weren't for Ian, he would After the alchemy cannon is repaired, everything is just lies.
Now, almost everyone in Harrison Harbor knows that Ian of the White People is an extremely intelligent genius who has mastered the art of rough inscriptions and psychic powers at the age of nine.
And this genius is very approachable and can say a few words to anyone, which makes people feel comfortable.
In fact, Ian didn't do anything. He just responded when others greeted him, listened carefully when others spoke, and showed great interest.
What's more, he was really interested in it in the first place.
At this moment, Ian brought his small bucket of seafood home. In theory, the East and West City guards would check it no matter what it was, but who would really be so free? With Ian's obedient greeting, the guard guarding the gate let him through easily.
And just like that, he took home the crystal bones and sea otter steaks covered at the bottom of the bucket.
Opening the door, Ian planned to process the potion ingredients, pack up the sea otter meat, and prepare some delicious food to celebrate in the evening.
"Well, what's wrong?"
But he heard strange noises coming from his brother Elan's room, so he put down the bucket in his hand and opened the door to see what was going on.
There was nothing special, it was just that Elan woke up after noticing someone entering the door.
"Brother, brother..."
After seeing Ian, the white-haired and purple-eyed toddler's eyes were still a little dazed, but he showed obvious joy.
He waved his little hand, gestured to Ian who was smiling, and made a sound.
"Looks like I'm hungry."
Ian stretched out his hand and pinched Ellan's little face. Listening to the other party's giggle, his already good mood became even more pleasant: "You scream so smoothly, do you just remember to eat?"
"Eat!" Elan's voice was firm this time.
Ian laughed and went back to prepare the ingredients.
It has to be said that the Concentrating Grass given by Viscount Grant is very effective. After two courses of treatment, Elan, who was originally dull, became much more alert in both his thinking and expression compared to the beginning.
Although two-year-old Elan can still only speak a few simple words due to lack of previous guidance and sleeping powder, and it is difficult for him to speak a whole long sentence, there is nothing we can do about it, at least the current situation is better than being stupid. good.
Let's wait for the future to talk about the future. Slowly take care of yourself and you will always be able to return to normal.
Today Ian plans to make an oyster and pork ribs stew - he originally wanted to make a hot pot, but unfortunately because he couldn't find a hot sauce similar to chili pepper, he couldn't force himself.
You can’t make the pot spicy at all, the mandarin duck pot is the limit, not even the seafood and mushroom hot pot!
Oysters, oysters, these things are really cheap for the people of Harrison Port, which has not yet been fully developed.
He could pick a lot of them just by wandering around the coastal reefs, and they were all top quality, but the sea otter ribs needed some processing.
The rib meat of the reef-eating sea otter is firm and tender, with a large amount of source material. It is very different from the limb muscles that have begun to become metal-based, and it is within the category that ordinary humans can eat.
It looks light blue with precognitive vision, and even if it's just plain grilled with salt, it tastes absolutely delicious. Ian plans to marinate it with Harrison Port's specialty Byson rock salt, shrimp paste and fish sauce. time, and finally add the rhizome juice of Xingshencao to remove the fishy smell and increase the fragrance, and heat the pot to boil water while marinating it.
Obviously, there is no casserole in Harrison Port, but there is a similar alchemical crucible, which Ian usually uses for separation experiments. It conducts heat evenly and is large enough. He boils a crucible of hot water, then adds some and uses alchemical techniques to separate it. After purifying the salt, turn off the heat and put the processed oysters in and soak them for one minute before taking them out.
After handling the pot, fry the marinated ribs in its own fat. When cooked, put them in a crucible to heat, and then pour a spoonful of lard on them.
Ian had already put a layer of Nanling's unique chopped yellow berries on the bottom of the pot, a fruit that is sour and spicy, similar to plums. It is very refreshing and punchy when eaten alone, and it will be particularly astringent in the mouth, but if it is stewed with oil, When cooked, the taste is surprisingly good, almost like garlic and onions.
The flavors of oil, berries, and sea otter ribs merged in the crucible, and a strange aroma lingered in the house. At this time, Ian placed the previously processed oysters on top of the tumbling gravy and ribs, and covered the pot. Then wait.
Slurp... Gravy, fat and sauce are rolling in the pot.
Every ten minutes, Ian will add some salt water, and every time he lifts the lid of the pot, a strong aroma will come out. The meat of the ribs has been completely flavored, and the oysters are also dyed with the color of the sauce, which is familiar yet unfamiliar. The delicious and appetizing pottery has taken shape.
When Hilliard came to the corner of the street, still some distance from home, he smelled the fragrance.
"...He actually didn't lie to me back then."
The old knight's expression was subtle: "Are psychics really so magical? Or are there people who are born to cook? This taste... really makes you a chef."
"never mind."
After stopping to think for a while, Hilliard shook his head: "It's a good thing anyway, cooking matters don't need to be as clear as I think."
With a happy mood, he opened the door.
"I'm back."
