Chapter 159

Cheers came from the camp.

The car camp sent out to transport the body of Huangjin Jiao. Shen Cong directly cut off the two horn shaped active cores of Huangjin Jiao and put them on his back. The horn shaped protuberance was as high as a man, but not heavy and light.

Shen Cong always eats on his own and doesn't like to share it with others.

Of course, one of the reasons why he is so contented and reasonable is that he has made great contributions. Without him, the seriously injured Huangjin Jiao can destroy half of the camp; the other is that he doesn't want the body of Huangjin Jiao and gives it to the camp, which is distributed according to his work. Those who kill the golden Jiao take away the active core, and those who severely damage the golden Jiao take away the corpse.

Zhu Li, who gets off the bus, sniffs at Shen Cong's skillful packing of the active core.

At the beginning, he watched Shen Cong take away all the four fangs of the king of great ape. If he wanted to, he would not come back.

Although the active core is very important, neither Zhao Weiliang nor Zhu Li mentioned this issue, which can be regarded as tacit approval of Shen Cong's distribution principle.

Standing in front of the dying Huangjin Jiao, Zhao Weiliang said happily to Shen Cong: "Comrade Hu Ge has made contributions. Although the award ceremony of Dabi in the camp has not been held today, you are worthy of being the front of evolution!"

Shen Cong did not respond to Zhao Weiliang's praise, but coldly glanced at a circle of iron men who were ready to harvest the corpses of the Golden Dragon and their vehicles, suppressing his desire to devour them.

His desire to swallow is much stronger than any other iron man.

"The Golden Dragon's three inches have been interrupted by me. You are not dead yet. Be careful. Besides, nothing else, I'll go back first. "

Knowing Shen Cong's character, Zhao Weiliang immediately said, "don't worry, Xiao Hu. I'll take you back. Commander Zhu, take people to harvest the body of the Golden Dragon. "

Shen Cong can't buy it. He gets on the tricycle.

All the cars in the camp, except the Ironman's vehicles, were used as bomb vehicles. Now there are only some motorcycles and tricycles left, and some simple bicycles have been assembled.

"Wang Yu retreated and was killed by me." The tricycle just started, Shen Cong said calmly.

Zhao Weiliang didn't feel much touched. He just nodded calmly: "according to the wartime regulations, it's really killing to treat them as deserters. However, it's time to boost morale in the camp. If deserters are too negative, they should be treated as martyrs. Do you have any objection?"

"Whatever."

Anyway, Shen Cong didn't mind if all the people were dead.

"All right. I'll arrange it."

"Oh, by the way, commander Zhao, the original metal of the crane, I want to part with it."

"You're the camp hero, and I'll make it." Zhao Weiliang nodded his head. He seemed more easygoing. Maybe he was a big man in the officialdom and army of Anhui Province in the past, but he was also an ordinary man in the end.

Years of officialdom and military involvement have made him have a deeper understanding of power and strength than ordinary people.

Shen Cong has strength and personality. If he can handle it well, he will be a hero in the camp. If he can't handle it well, he can become a disaster. The superior needs to understand the balance of this interval, and Zhao Weiliang has his own set of handling methods.

The tricycle soon returned to the camp.

The survivors who had already returned to their respective high-rise residences came out one after another to welcome them. Although there were sacrifices, the camp was intact and a heavyweight evolutionary beast was successfully killed. This is absolutely exciting good news. At least it proves that human beings can hunt and kill heavyweight evolutionary beasts.

So with the pace of evolution, perhaps one day, humans will be able to return to the top of the food chain.

"The front of evolution! The front of evolution! "

"Hu Ge!"

"Hu Ge is good."

"Kill the golden dragon, real cow!"

"The hero returns!"

"Welcome the hero back!"

Cheers, waves and waves.

Zhao Weiliang waved to both sides, turned his head and said to Shen Cong, "enjoy cheering, young man."

But it was not Shen Cong's excitement.

But unconsciously frowned: "I don't like this kind of scene, left first, then let people give me things back!" After that, he jumped out of the tricycle directly. As the camp residents raised their heads and yelled, several ups and downs disappeared behind a high platform and returned to the King Kong.

Cheers, what is that.

"I just want to be strong!"

After Shen Cong's departure, Zhao Weiliang was stunned for a long time, and then put on a kind of gentle expression: "Comrade Hu Ge had a big fight with Huangjin Jiao, which cost a lot. Go back to have a rest first. You all go back to work. Although we have won, we have also lost many excellent compatriots. We can only live better. "

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The King Kong sailed to a familiar place.

Shen Cong also isolated himself from the camp, enjoying a person's quiet and abundant sense of security.

However, unlike the usual time when he came back, blackhead would welcome him with joy. This time, however, he was afraid to approach Shen Cong, and the feeling of "fear" came from his perceptual connection.It is afraid of the two horns of the Golden Dragon.

"The fangs of the king of violent ape are not afraid of you, but you are afraid of the horn of golden dragon?" Shen Cong was curious. He always thought that there was no so-called imperious posture among evolutionary animals.

When the dog crocodile flag was raised, the reality gave him a slap in the face.

As a result, blackheads are afraid of the active core of the Golden Dragon.

Thinking about it, Shen Cong picked up the corner of the golden Jiao and approached the blackhead. The blackhead immediately felt "scared" and retreated again and again until he escaped from the King Kong carriage.

"So powerful?"

Shen Cong opened a bottle of honey and drank it. Then he restrained his prank mentality and began to feel Huang Jinjiao's horn carefully.

This diagonal protuberance is very strange in shape, a bit like antlers with many forks, and there is a tumor like protuberance on it. Strictly speaking, it is not the bone angle, but something similar to muscle sclerosis. Shen Cong can clearly feel that the angular protuberance is not hard enough, and the texture in some places is soft like muscle.

However, the strong activity and the ability to inject activity to produce sharpening reaction prove that this is indeed the active core.

"Can't bone be an active core? Or, like velvet antler, not completely ossified? "

Shen Cong thought that the antlers were not ossified in the beginning, but a very special tissue structure. There was blood in it. It was rich in amino acids. It was a valuable Chinese medicine tonic.

So here's the question.

"Can you eat the horn of the golden dragon?"

It's wrong.

Such a valuable active core can't be eaten casually. After observing for a while, Shen Cong can't wait to perceive the level data of huangjinjiao.

The results were amazing.

Lv0.691, activity 1.987h, talent 2.874h (two and a half stars).

Judging from this data, at present, the golden dragon is in the mature stage, and its combat effectiveness is in the heavyweight. When entering the peak breakthrough period, that is, LV1 level, it is likely to rush to the super level combat effectiveness. After all, he has two and a half stars more powerful than the King Kong (2.511h).

"In this way, the talent of super evolution beast is at least 3 h starting." Shen Cong thought of the iron eating beast that he had never seen before. It was a huge evolutionary beast even more than the largest animal in the history of the earth, the earthquake dragon.

Grade data was recorded.

Shen Cong looked at the strange angular protuberances and thought: "the cuticle of the golden dragon is relatively soft, and it seems that it is not suitable for making bone gold weapons Try to find a chance to make the golden dragon totem. "

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