Needle Gold nodded: "I understand everything you want to say." Thanks for the reminder. ”

He walked slowly away from the beard.

Although this time, the old scholar did not provide an effective strategy, and he was helpless in the pursuit of the scorpion swarm. But he still helped the needle a lot.

The young knight knew that the beard was trying to remind him that he had to make a decision.

Because as time goes by, the state of the whole team will become weaker and weaker, not only physically but also mentally. If this situation is allowed to develop, it is likely that before the scorpion swarm can fully attack, the team of needle gold will collapse on its own.

Needle Gold communicates with Zidi again.

"Your Excellency. Zidi's tone looked weak, leaning back against the granite stone.

Her petite body was still covered in magical robes. Today's magic robes have become dirty, with many openings in the hem and back.

The amethyst-like eyes were far less bright than they had been, becoming dull and lacking in vitality.

At her own request, she ate less than the rest of the group.

In order to keep her questions as high as possible, she put on a hood. Under the night breeze, the hair flowing on the forehead gently swayed.

Needle Jin sighed lightly in his heart, and couldn't help but feel a sense of pity.

He reached out and carefully brushed Zidi's hair to the side to avoid obscuring his eyes.

Zidi's eyes flickered: "Your Excellency, you say, can we still escape from this island?"

Needle Gold was immediately shocked, Zidi was so weak at this moment.

The young knight suddenly realized that Zidi in front of him, if she put aside all her abilities and identity, she was just a weak girl after all.

She needs encouragement, she needs comfort, she needs to rely on.

"Absolutely. As long as we do our best. Needle Gold encouraged, though he also knew that it was pale.

Zidi nodded, and asked again, "My lord, when do we think we will start hunting a spear scorpion?"

Needle Gold was silent for a moment: "You might as well wait and see." ”

After talking to Zidi for a while, like Cang Xu, Zidi said that it was difficult for her to help with the needle.

I asked the other members again, and the needle gold was finally alone.

Whether it's Zidi or Cangmu, they are all wise people.

Both men are well aware of the situation at hand, and if they delay unnecessarily, they will surely die. Although they didn't say it explicitly, they were actually tactfully persuading Needle Gold to choose to take the risk - kill a spear scorpion, then dissect it, and use the body parts of the spear scorpion as materials to prepare potions.

But Needle Gold has its own ideas.

He had seen the clash between lizards and golden scorpions in the golden granite swarms.

He thought, "If there is another environment like this, the lizard swarm and the scorpion swarm meet each other, and each does not back down, and fights together, it will definitely cause chaos." ”

"Well, this will be an opportunity. ”

The reason why Needle Gold led everyone back here is actually to create this opportunity.

But Needle Gold did not reveal his plan to others.

Why don't you say it?

Because there is no real certainty of needle gold.

Speaking out boldly undoubtedly gives people hope. But if the plan fails, the crowd will be even more disappointed. According to the current morale of the team, Needle Gold feels that the disappointment after hope will greatly test everyone's psychological endurance.

Cangsu admonished him before that he should understand people's hearts and prevent mental breakdowns. In fact, the needle gold didn't need Cang Xu's mention, he had already secretly mastered this.

Late at night, on the gneiss.

The young knight withdrew his gaze from the darkness of the night and shifted it to the spider blade in his hand.

In the moonlight, there was a noticeable crack in the surface of the spider's blade.

This extremely sharp weapon is no longer able to be used frequently.

Needle gold is not surprising.

This is normal.

Strictly speaking, the Spider Blade is just a material, not an actual sword.

It originally grew on the body of the silver-level Warcraft Blade Spider, and although it was hard and sharp, it was still a part of the Blade Spider's body, and it received nutrients from the main body of the spider at all times.

Only in this way can the tentacles of the blade spider remain healthy and sharp for a long time.

After the Blade Spider was killed by Needlegold, its limbs and limbs were cut off, and it became a dead thing completely, and it never received any nutrients again.

Subsequently, these blades were used all the time, being consumed.

Under normal circumstances, the Spider Blade is an excellent weapon material. Alchemists, master casters, etc., use a series of magic, alchemy, smelting and other means to deal with it, so that the spider blade can be preserved for a long time.

To really create a long alchemy tool or magic weapon, the craftsmanship and technology required are more high-end and complex. All kinds of materials are combined to form a whole and achieve a magical harmony.

Even so, the alchemy tools or magical weapons that are made need to be maintained.

Even if it is an artifact, it needs to be poured out by faith or divine power.

The spider blade in Needlegold's hand has not been maintained in any way from beginning to end, and it is only on the hilt of the sword, which can be described as shoddy to the extreme.

Damage is its inevitable fate.

In the past two days, Needle Gold has used the Spider Blade and the Spear Scorpion to confront, accelerating the wear and tear of the Spider Blade. The scorpion shell was extremely hard, and the screech could only leave shallow slash marks on the shell of the silver spear scorpion with all its might. The rest of the spear scorpions also had to work hard to cut through the scorpion shell.

At this moment, the lonely needle gold looked at the cracked spider blade in his hand, and couldn't help but think: how long can this weapon last?

Then he thought of himself: "And what about myself, and how long can I hold on?"

Since the second teleportation happened, the young knight has never been rested, food and water are insufficient, and he has experienced long-distance running, brave breakthroughs, and other actions, violently squeezing his physical strength and energy, and has faintly reached the limit.

"This spider blade is no longer reliable. ”

"So what else can I rely on?"

This time, the needle gold began to stop thinking about the gods.

He knew that magic was a luxury.

His only hole card is variation.

Relying on the mutation of his body, he slashed the silver-level blade spider and attacked the dangerous flying squirrel.

But the ability to mutate is unreliable.

After teleporting, it has not been triggered.

Needle Gold didn't know why.

He guessed that there were two more possibilities.

The first is that he is not on the verge of life and death, and he is not emotionally intense, and he cannot meet the conditions for triggering.

The second is that the magic crystal in his heart lacks magic power, which is not enough for him to mutate for the third time. If you think about it, the first time it mutated into claws, the second time it had thick arms like a bear, and the second time it was less mutated than the first. And the second time, the needle gold had already sensed the great weakening of the magic crystal in his heart.

"As for vindictiveness....... At the top of the huge granite stone, the needle gold frowned slightly.

"Even if I can recall the key things, I know how to mobilize the fighting spirit. ”

"The suppression of this island also made it impossible for me to use my fighting spirit. In fact, with the help of Dou Qi, it is very easy to kill the Silver Spear Scorpion. ”

Of course, this premise is the silver fighting spirit and the fighting spirit of the upper quality.

The night was vast, and the cold night wind blew the blonde hair of the needle gold slightly.

The young knight no longer looked at the sword in his hand, and he set his gaze on the moon hanging high above his head.

The moonlight sprinkled down, like a thin light veil, covering Jin Yingting's face, seeping into his golden hair, making the young man's slightly frowning brow gradually stretch.

The corners of Needlegold's mouth slowly curled, and he let out a silent laugh.

At this moment, he was in the vast sea of sand, and his surroundings were silent, as if he was the only one left to face the vast world, the universe, and nature.

The young man's heart rose with infinite emotion - what am I compared to nature?

My struggles, my struggles, my aspirations, my responsibilities, are very important to me, heavier than life! But in this heaven and earth they are very small, like grains of sand.

My fight with the scorpion and lizard swarms is just a small link in the countless races in nature, in the countless competition for reproduction and survival.

Needle Gold felt deeply, but he was not discouraged or frustrated at all.

He found his heart at peace, at peace, without a trace of anxiety, anxiety or sorrow.

On the contrary, he has a lot of calmness and calmness.

It's completely different from before.

Not so long ago, he led an entire expedition team facing a crisis of lack of food. He decided to deal with the rat swarm and make a short bow.

He bravely assumed the responsibility of the leader, but throughout the process, although he had always appeared calm on the surface, his heart was actually full of panic, helplessness, anxiety, worry, and other emotions.

The situation was much worse now than before, but the young knight's heart was calm.

Tribulation is a gift of fortune from fate. Needle Gold received this wealth, and he grew quite immensely.

This is not the growth of cultivation and combat effectiveness, but the improvement of the state of mind.

It's like a butterfly that has broken free from its thick cocoon.