Chapter 4 Canine Teeth and Magic Core

It was night when the fat man woke up, and his mind was blank. It was not until he lay down for a few more minutes that he gradually remembered what had happened.

"Isn't he dead? I'm not dead yet! What about the big bird?

The fat man suddenly stood up, but the strong dizziness made him sit on the ground quickly and awkwardly. He didn't care about the painful buttocks. His eyes were fixed in front - the big bird and the body of the strange dog were folded together and quietly fell into the pool of blood.

The cold night wind penetrated into the nostrils with a pungent smell of blood, and the silver-gray moonlight penetrated the fog, leaving only a faint shadow on the ground. The fat man sat there, and his strong sense of helplessness made him lose all his strength. He sat there quietly looking at the bodies of big birds and strange dogs, experiencing a life and death, and his eyes were a little more mature and dignified.

The fat man sat like this all night. During this period, he came close to see once. The big bird's hard beak deeply pierced the eyebrows of the strange dog. In the struggle of the strange dog, even the skull opened a huge crack, but he still failed to get rid of the big bird's hard beak that pierced too deep. A pair of sworn enemies can't even be separated after death.

The sun shines warmly on the fat man's body through the fog. The fat man, who sat all night, stood up. Although he was still a little dizzy, it was much better than the feeling of nausea when he first woke up.

I looked deeply at the body of the big bird. The body of the big bird and the strange dog was so huge that the fat man was unable to bury them at all.

He sighed and no longer missed it. The fat man turned his head and walked eastward. He wanted to return to the nest of the big bird. The big bird died, but the fat man couldn't bear to watch the little bird in the eggshell die like this.

The sun rose in the east and set in the west. When the moon was sparse, the fat man gasped and climbed back to the top of the cliff. Seeing that the huge bird egg was still there, the fat man was relieved and touched the egg shell, but he was already blown cold by the mountain wind.

"Bird, little bird, your mother died to save me. In the future, let me take care of you."

When he went back to the strange bird's lair, he was already like a human being. Looking around and looking at the heavy forest that seemed to have no end, the fat man spit out a long turbid breath. The forest is so dangerous that the fat man is not sure whether he can leave alive.

"People die and birds face the sky. They don't die for thousands of years. Why do you think so much? If you really live here for a lifetime, it's better to die immediately." Standing high, the fat man spit hard down and watched the mountain wind blow the saliva far away. The irritability in the fat man's heart suddenly disappeared. He stood high and laughed. In the silent night, the laughter spread far away.

After laughing, the fat man hid the bird egg close to his body. Although he shivered coldly, the fat man only cared about whether his body temperature could make the bird egg hatch.

Lie down carefully in the nest. The cold mountain wind made the fat man bend up. He thought of the big bird again. At this time, she would always wrap herself carefully with her warm feathers.

With a sigh, the fat man closed his eyes. In extreme exhaustion, he soon fell asleep.

When the first ray of sunshine fell on the fat man, he had already walked halfway up the mountain. In fact, he had already got up before dawn. It was not because he was diligent, but because the nest on the cliff was too cold and there was no warmth of the big bird. The cold mountain wind at night woke him up from his dream. In order not to be frozen, the fat man could only get up in the dark and set off early.

Feeling the warmth of the sun, the fat man narrowed his eyes comfortably. Although it was early in the morning, there was still no sound in the middle of the mountain.

The fat man stopped and looked around carefully. When he left the day before yesterday, he was very confused about the quietness here. After seeing the power of the big bird, he gradually had a trace of understanding and said to himself, "I think those birds and beasts are afraid of big birds. The big birds nest here, but they dare not approach. The dog-headed monster can scare the fierce beasts in the forest to run around, and the big bird is naturally no worse than it. It's just strange that there are so many fierce beasts in this forest. Why did I walk for a long time that day but I didn't encounter any of them? If it comes down to luck, my character is too strong.

The fat man thought about it and vaguely guessed that it was probably related to the big bird, but he didn't know what the truth was.

After going down the hillside and entering the fog forest, it was still all the way west. When the fat man returned to the body of the big bird and dog-headed monster, the sky was completely dark. Thick dark clouds obscured the moonlight. Fortunately, there were still a few big trees nearby that had not been extinguished, but they could barely be seen clearly.

After walking all day, the fat man was already exhausted at this time. The little tenderloin meat had already entered his stomach as early as noon. At this time, his stomach roared like thunder, but the fat man really had no strength. He simply didn't care about the call of his stomach. He lay lazily on the ground and rested. It was not until more than half an hour later that he recovered. Three points of strength.

The fat man originally wanted to sleep until dawn, but he couldn't sleep when he was hungry. He sat up with regret, but his eyes fell on the body of the dog-headed monster.

"This world is really a world of personal cannibals. Last time you wanted to eat me, now it's my turn to eat you." The fat man licked his lips. Since he had an idea, he naturally couldn't help being hungry. He got up and walked to the body of the dog-headed monster, but to such a huge thing, the fat man opened his mouth and didn't know where to start for a moment.

"I'm so depressed that I'm going to eat corpses to live, and I'm still paying attention to hair! What I eat is dog meat!" The fat man's eyes came out of green light, and his mouth was open, and he bit the thigh muscles of the dog-headed monster fiercely!

Raw meat is much tougher and harder than cooked meat, not to mention the meat of the S-level Warcraft Hell Three-headed Dog. No matter how hard the fat man tried, even if the blue veins jumped on his temples, he still couldn't even bite off half of it. On the contrary, his gums hurt a little.

The fat man didn't give up and picked up a stone from the ground and smashed it hard, but after smashing it for a long time, the rough and thick body was fine, and the fat man's hand was shaken by the stone.

"Damn it! It's amazing to die. I still have to eat your meat today!" The fat man gasped heavily, but his heart was fierce. At this time, he especially missed the kitchen knife at home. If he took the kitchen knife when crossing, he could draw a few blood marks with a few knives...

I forgot to bring the kitchen knife when I traveled through the car, and the fat man could only find another suitable tool. His eyes swept around, and soon, his eyes fell on the sharp canine teeth shining with cold light.

The dog-headed dog's teeth are very strange, much like the sharp teeth of the saber-toothed tiger in the fat man's memory. Although the dog-headed monster is dead, looking at the cold canine teeth, the fat man couldn't help beating a cicada: Fortunately, he was not touched by this canine tooth that day, otherwise he was either stabbed or opened on the spot. But now... Humph, since you're dead, this pair of canine teeth is mine!

Before he died, the dog-headed monster's mouth was wide open, and the fat man stepped forward. Although the dog-headed monster had been dead for two days, the stupid dog who ate indiscriminately and didn't know how to brush his teeth and rinse his mouth was still smelly. The fishy smell from his mouth almost made the fat man retreat, but for the sake of this pair of canine teeth, the fat man put up with it!

He held the canine's teeth and shook them vigorously, sweating, but the canine teeth were still motionless. The fat man was not discouraged. He found a sharp stone and smashed the dog-headed monster's gums. Fortunately, the dog-headed monster's gums were always not as hard as the skin. Without smashing it a few times, there was blood on the stone.

The fat man smashed the gums a few times and swayed fiercely with his canine teeth. If it didn't work, he continued to smash the gums. It took more than an hour. When the fat man was exhausted, the canine teeth finally became loose and took a lot of effort. He only heard a "gabar", and a blood arrow sprayed all over the fat man's face, suddenly Under the power failure, the fat man fell back heavily. However, although the fall hurt, the fat man's face was full of smiles, and the cold and sharp canine teeth were finally pulled out by him!

With sharp canine teeth, the next thing will become easier. The tough skin muscles of the dog head seemed to suddenly become soft under the sharp canine teeth. The fat man just pricked it gently, and the canine teeth sank down, and the blood overflowed along the white canine teeth.

This canine tooth is really sharp. The fat man smiled. With three or two efforts, he picked out a large piece of meat from the dog-headed man's thigh. With the easy tools, although his stomach had been hungry like thunder for a long time, the fat man was unwilling to eat again. He picked up the dry branches nearby and piled them up, and drew the fire from the trees that were still burning. Looking at the burning bonfire in front of him, the fat man licked his lips, picked the dog meat with his dog's teeth, and held it thicker by himself. At one end, it is slowly roasted by a big fire.

The canine teeth of the S-level Warcraft Hell Three-headed Dog are actually used as a barbecue tool, which will be seen by people who know the goods. I'm afraid that the meat will fall off the body! The canine teeth of the three-headed dog in hell are the most destructive part of the whole body. Think about the century-old tree that is about to become a fossil. In front of this canine tooth, it is not broken!

What's more, the dog head in the middle of the hell three-headed dog ate the other two dog heads. Although the appearance has not changed, its inner essence has changed greatly. If the original canine teeth are compared to a sword that cuts iron like mud, the last two remaining canine teeth are simply pure natural magic weapons. ! If this spreads, I don't know how many people will fight for them!

I didn't know that I accidentally got a cheap fat man, but at this time, I only saw the piece of dog meat spinning in the fire. The surroundings are very quiet, and only the dry branches occasionally burst out of Mars. The smell of dog meat gradually permeated, and the fat man took a deep breath, with a happy smile on his face.

When the dog meat is cooked, the fat man can't help it. The dog meat that just came out of the fire was very hot. The fat man kept breathing and chewed hard. Although the dog meat without any seasoning did not taste very good, the fat man still ate it with relish - this was the first cooked meal he had since he came to this alien world. Suddenly, the fat man had a feeling of being reincarnated.

A piece of dog meat obviously could not satisfy his appetite. After eating two more pieces, the fat man burped contented. I don't know if it was because he was full. The fat man only felt a warmth on his lower abdomen. His body, which had just been exhausted, was now full. It's all strength.

With strength on his body, the fat man felt the warmth of the fire and said to himself, "This forest is so big that I don't know how long it will take to go out. Not to mention whether I can find food, but I meet a fierce beast like this dog-headed monster. I'm afraid I'm only going to die.

The fat man frowned, and his eyes suddenly lit up when he glanced at the body of the dog-headed monster. There was an instant decision in my mind: "Isn't the dog-headed monster in front of you the best food in the future? As long as you find a way to bring more meat, you can always stick to it for a period of time. As for the danger on the road... Humph, it seems that I'm going to add a leather coat.

In the next two days, the fat man didn't go anywhere and stayed in place to make preparations.

He hasn't forgotten his chicken-like plug-in function. Although he has little hope for it, whether he is curious or hope, in short, the fat man will still practice hard in his spare time. Of course, now he won't stop until he faints. Whenever he feels tired and mentally difficult, He will stop practicing without the protection of the big bird. In this dangerous forest, he will not allow himself to faint for no reason, not to mention that he is very busy now.

The fat man first collected a lot of tough vines in the forest, and then tore the vines into filaments with canine teeth. Although each one is very irregular, the fat man doesn't care. With these fiber filaments, the fat man began to weave the string. He is inexperienced. The string is inevitably ugly, but it doesn't matter. As long as it is strong enough, it can barely be used.

After a good meal, the fat man began to make sacks, but the fat man was a famous otaku in his previous life. Although the theoretical foundation was quite good, his hands-on ability was really poor. I had no choice. After a whole day's work, what I got was just a rag bag. Fortunately, although it was a little broken, because it was big enough, it could hold a lot of things. The fat man stuffed the rag bag full of dog meat, tied it with a rope, hung it on his shoulder and tried it. The son of a bitch was really made by this guy. That's it!

The fat man grinned for a long time and began to make a fur coat again. It's a fur coat. In fact, the fat man doesn't pay so much attention to it. He casually pulls a large piece of fur on the dog head monster, then removes the flesh and blood sticking to it, drills a few Confucius on the fur with dog teeth, wears them one by one with a rope, and then tie the knot. A copycat version of the fur coat is declared complete!

Put on a dog fur coat, and the fat man only felt a sense of security and rose. Then he tied the canine teeth as long as a sword to his waist. It was also powerful when he walked, and it looked quite like that.

On the last night before leaving, the fat man accidentally found a few gourd-like coarse-skinned fruits nearby. When he tried to practice wax-free skills these days, whenever he was mentally tired, as long as he drank a sip of dog blood, his recovery speed would always be much faster. The fat man estimated that the dog blood was a good thing. When he saw these gourd-like fruits, he naturally picked them all. When he carefully hollowed out the middle fruit bag, he tried to fill it with some blood water. It swayed around and didn't spill at all. Then he happily hollowed it out one by one, filled it with dog blood, and tied it around his waist one by one.

Everything was ready. The fat man leaned against the fire and had a sleep. The next day, he woke up refreshed. After simply roasted a piece of dog meat and ate it, he was ready to go.

Before leaving, the fat man's eyes inadvertently fell on the body of the dog-headed monster. Suddenly, the fat man's eyes condensed, but he noticed the remaining sharp canine teeth.

"I've been busy these days, but I almost forgot it. This canine tooth is so tight that there is no reason to leave it." In his mind, the fat man had climbed up the dog's head and shook the canine's teeth. After a few strokes, he smashed the dog's head monster's gums, gently pulled it, and the remaining canine teeth rose up.

The fat man got his canine teeth. Just as he was about to leave, a dazzling light flashed in front of him. The fat man narrowed his eyes, but noticed that the dog's head was hole in the middle of his eyebrows, which was shining with a strange light.

Curious, the fat man gave up the idea of leaving immediately, but when he took a step up, the light suddenly faded. The fat man frowned slightly. When he took a step back, the light really became dazzling again.

"I'm afraid it's something that reflects the sun's light, but... what will it be?" The fat man was curious and didn't care about the light. He just climbed up. When he came to the hole's eyebrows and looked in, he saw a red and white, fist-sized strange crystal.

The hell three-headed dog struggled desperately to get rid of the beak of the golden-winged roc before it died, which not only made a big hole in its eyebrows, but also made its most precious magic core fall off and exposed. If the fat man often read fantasy novels in his previous life, it is not difficult for him to know the value of this magic core, but he has only followed the trend and hasn't read all of them. Naturally, he doesn't know that the red and white magic verification in his hand is the most essential in the body of Warcraft. Not to mention that this is the magic core of the S-level Warcraft Hell Three-headed Dog!

Fortunately, when the fat man saw that the magic core was beautiful, he didn't throw it away. He wiped off the dirty blood on it and threw it into his arms. He didn't know how cheap he had picked up!

The three-headed dog in hell has a magic core, and the golden-winged roc naturally also has a magic core. When the fat man knows the real value of the magic core in the future, he does not regret the loss of the magic core in the golden-winged roc. Even if he does it again, he knows the preciousness of the magic core in advance. Although the fat man is not a gentleman, he will not do it. He was greedy for wealth and went to touch the corpse of the big bird. After all, the reason why the big bird dies is also because of his relationship.

Finally, he took a deep look at the body of the big bird. The fat man touched the warm bird egg in his arms and whispered. When he turned around, he was no longer nostalgic and strode all the way to the west.