Chapter 159: Scavenging Beast
"Sure enough, it's this thing!" As soon as he saw the other party's strange tail, Roland knew that he had guessed correctly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
It is an adult scavenger, with a short tail in the center that is actually its "eye stalk", and its parallel skin folds are its eyelids, which protect its eyeballs from contamination when it is hidden deep in the garbage heap, and can poke its eye stalk out of the surface like a periscope to peek around and search for passing prey.
Bloom grabbed the hammer that flew back upside down, and an indescribable stench followed. The scavenger was wounded by the hammer and stuck to the monster's plasma, which stinked ten times larger than a dung pit, and Bloom was so sick to his stomach that he couldn't help but vomit.
"Brother Roland...... That disgusting guy is a real source of confusion for me, and it takes more than courage to fight it, it takes a little ...... Well, the courage of self-defeat. The dwarf wiped the corners of his tearful eyes and complained weakly.
Roland raised his hand and pressed it on his back, and with the help of the "Divine Healing Bracer", he sent out a holy healing to help him relieve his discomfort.
"This guy is full of germs, you'd better stay away from it, lest you get rot fever."
Striding past Bloom, Roland clenched the emblem and prayed silently, the divine brilliance burst out from him, turning into a golden rhinoceros, and his majestic posture shocked the scavenging beast, and quickly turned the handle of his eyes towards him, and the three eyeballs were all staring at him, revealing vigilance.
Roland gripped the hilt of the sword behind his back with his backhand, and "Durandal" slowly unsheathed, and the divine light dispelled the darkness, causing a stronger shock to the scavenging beast.
Sensing danger, the monster flinched backwards and quickly plunged into the garbage heap.
Roland is protected by "divine blessings" and is immune to all diseases, and the scavenging beast's greatest reliance does not pose the slightest threat to him, and directly charges at it.
The scavenger roared and swung out its tentacles, like a giant pair of scissors tearing through the air and blocking Roland's path from the charge.
The young knight's face did not change, and as the tentacles approached, he suddenly flew up and jumped into the air, and pounced on the scavenger.
Realizing that the attack had failed, the scavenger immediately burrowed into the garbage heap, its claws digging quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was ten feet away, confident that it would be able to dodge Roland's volley, and when the opponent fell into the trash can with a single blow, it was its turn to launch a counterattack.
However, Roland's next move was completely unexpected by the scavenger.
After jumping to the highest point, he did not fall down as usual, and the mana of the "Rhino Rush Technique" flowed back, resonating with his dragon veins, stretching out a pair of dragon wings that shone with red light, supporting his body.
Bloodline expertise, dragon wings soaring!
Flapping his wings to catch up with the scavenger, Roland swooped down in the air, Durandal in his hand suddenly tucked into his glove and replaced it with a silver magic riding spear.
Roland dragged the fire dragon to launch a condescending charge, like a silver meteor crashing into the garbage mountain, and the terrifying impact caused a storm that instantly leveled it.
The scavenger hiding in the garbage heap did not escape its fate, and the +2 Dreadnought Lance combined with the Rhino Charge burst into triple damage, directly stabbing its huge head through it, killing it instantly.
The pair of magical dragon wings behind Roland slowly faded and finally disappeared. He landed, picked up the carcass of the scavenger with his spear, slung it on his shoulder, and turned to walk out of the garbage dump.
The crowd immediately stirred, and the onlookers were amazed at the carcass of the scavenging beast, and their eyes were full of awe when they looked at Roland.
Not daring to offend the young knight who had slain the monster, the people gathered around Bloom and scrambled to ask him about his adventures in the junkyard.
The dwarf jumped onto an empty wine barrel, crossed his hands on his hips and told the story of the battle in public, and made up many thrilling and exaggerated details out of thin air, highlighting Roland's heroic image, but also did not forget to add oil and vinegar to beautify himself, and omitted the embarrassing details of vomiting on the spot.
Nikita managed to squeeze into the crowd and get to Roland. Seeing that he showed no signs of injury, he breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand to release the "magic trick" to help him remove the stains from his body.
Veronica squatted on a stone with her hands on her cheeks, her smart eyes turned around, and she couldn't help but laugh when she noticed Nikita's overzealous behavior: "I really didn't see that the little princess of Beacon Hill would also be considerate of men." ”
A hint of imperceptible embarrassment flashed in Miss Mage's eyes, and she turned her head and pretended not to hear her teasing.
"Hey! Nikita, by the way, help me clean it too. Bloom bragged that he was tired, and realized that the smell on his body really damaged the image of the hero, so he asked Miss Mage for the same treatment as Roland.
The result is a big roll of the eye.
"I've prepared a 'magic trick' today, there's a creek over there, you can jump in and wash it yourself." Nikita said coldly.
"Hey...... Is it really good for you to favor one over the other? Bloom couldn't help but complain.
Veronica jumped over and smiled enthusiastically, "Mr. Dwarf, I'll help you clean up." As he spoke, he tore up a scroll of "Water Making" and washed the dwarf from head to toe, but it was cleaned cleanly, but it also became a soup chicken.
Bloom sneezed loudly, his face full of helplessness: "You naughty girl, you are even more unreliable than Nikita, you are just helping more and more!" ”
"Thank you so much, Mr. Knight!"
"You are truly the savior of our Vale Village!"
The villagers listened to Bloom's account of Roland's hunting of the scavenging beasts, and excitedly gathered around him and thanked him repeatedly.
This is exactly the atmosphere Roland wants, taking this opportunity to educate the villagers about science, explaining that the epidemic has nothing to do with Tonya, and that scavengers are the bane.
"Then again, scavengers are hateful, and your hygiene habits are terrible, and if it weren't for this mountain of open garbage, you wouldn't have attracted scavengers."
"The garbage dump should not be located in the upper reaches of the river, so fill it up quickly, find a place away from the water source to rebuild the garbage dump, and remember to burn and bury it regularly to avoid breeding mosquitoes and mice."
The world of Varess does not have the same developed petrochemical industry as on the earth, and there is no white waste that is difficult to degrade such as plastic products, so there is no need to worry about the incineration of garbage to produce dioxins and other pollutants, and the requirements for the waste incineration process are not high, the key is to establish a healthy concept of hygiene.
The concept of adults is probably not easy to reverse, and the ugly point is "no tears when you don't see the coffin". Empty rhetoric is ignored, and if you want to prove yourself right, you have to let people see tangible benefits or "coffins".
The corpse of the scavenger was there, even after death it still looked so hideous and ugly, the stench was so terrifying, and this fear of the scavenger in turn strengthened people's gratitude and love for Roland, as long as he gave the order, people would obey him.
Roland noticed that the villagers looked at him with adoration in their eyes, and he couldn't help but think of Tonya.
Tonya also had such a reputation, even more so than he did. Unfortunately, she did not understand that prestige has a short shelf life, and that people are always lenient and strict with others, and are especially keen to trample outstanding people into the mud as a way to prove that they are not better, if not better, than the other, at least not inferior to the other.
Roland is a traveler from the earth, thinking and doing things very differently from Tonya, striking while the iron is hot to turn his newly earned prestige into power, and giving orders to the onlookers in an irresistible tone: "Tomorrow is Sunday, you don't have to work, you can sleep lazily, so now I need you guys to stay up late to participate in voluntary labor, strive to make a big move to the garbage dump before dawn, and create a healthier home for all of us!" Don't be idle, girls, help prepare tools, water and towels, those who can sing can sing two sentences, and those who can't sing can also shout trumpets to cheer the boys! ”
His appeal was immediately heeded by the people's slogan "Create a Healthy Home", which was both glorious and not lacking in practical benefits, and young people were inspired by this to burst into a passion for work, and immediately found carts and shovels to work hard.
If the efficiency of labor is calculated according to the concept of the earth, it is difficult to complete the relocation of the garbage dump overnight with only these 300 young men and a few rudimentary tools.
Fortunately, this is a fantasy world with extraordinary power after all, and Miss Mage alone is worth the workload of three hundred people.
At Roland's suggestion, she linked the lighthouse bank through the spirit and withdrew 25 Austrian dollars for memory "shrinkage", reducing the container full of garbage to 1/16 of its original size, and the volume and weight were also reduced to 1/4096, and a flat pole can easily pick up 500,000 catties of garbage, with an efficiency comparable to that of a bulldozer.
Roland couldn't help but sigh secretly in his eyes: "In this world full of fantasy, magic is the primary productive force!" ”