Because of the particularity of its physique, the feces produced by the gold-eating beast are equivalent to the metal that has been refined in the first place after swallowing the ore. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although the ground monkey uses tools, due to the uniqueness of the species, it has not mastered the method of smelting metal, so it just uses the feces to make the items they need.

The specific method of doing this is not said in the Foreign Matter Chronicle, but it is known that the two complement each other and must live together.

The monkey seemed to smell me, too, and then stopped, and out of nowhere, he found a sharp, spear-like thing, and threw it at me.

The spear looked swarthy, but the tip was sharp, and I quickly reached out my right hand and grabbed it.

Unexpectedly, the monkey looked small, but the strength was not small, and under this throw, I had nowhere to borrow strength in the air, and I was almost nailed to the ground by a spear.

As I caught the spear with my right hand, the Black Widow, who had secretly sensed that I had been attacked, had spontaneously struck down on the ground monkey.

After being bitten by the black widow, the toxin spread rapidly, and the ground monkey could no longer grasp the rock, screamed, and fell from the air.

I checked the short spear in my hand, and felt that it was quite heavy, and the material had a feeling of non-iron and non-copper, probably made of gold-eating beast dung.

Just as I was thinking about continuing down, there was a sudden "squeak" sound below!

Looking down, I saw that on the stone pillar, countless ground monkeys jumped up and quickly crawled upward!

I'll go!

I forgot that monkeys are social animals, and the same is clearly true of ground monkeys.

Just now, the black widow bit a ground monkey to death, and it is estimated that the corpse of this ground monkey fell, causing a commotion among the monkeys and successfully angering the group of guys.

I gave an order to the Black Widow to return it to me - there are hundreds of them below, and if the Black Widow bites five or six times a day, the toxins will be exhausted, which is tantamount to a drop in the bucket for these ground monkeys, and it feels a bit overkill.

Seeing that the situation was not good, I decisively used both hands together and quickly climbed up.

Luckily, I had already left marks on the rocks when I was going all the way down, so it wasn't a hard time to climb at this time.

Within a few steps, a few ground monkeys were already following behind, and I heard the sound of "whirring", and the sharp short spear flew towards me!

I grabbed the rocks in one hand, flicked them with a quick flick of my right, grabbed them all, and threw them back.

I was far less proficient in spear play than the beasts, and they leaped up, caught the spear in a few blows, and threw it at me again.

No, if this continues, I'm going to be killed by them.

Because below, many ground monkeys are swarming.

Duo!Duo......

A few sounds sounded, and several spears had been nailed to the coffin board of the golden silk nan wooden coffin on my back, making a sound.

Fortunately, the material of the golden silk nan wood is dense, and the wood is thick, and this spear can only be pushed into a small section.

Never mind.

As soon as I gritted my teeth, I ignored the spears, quickly spread my legs and climbed up.

By the time I reached the top of the platform, the monkeys below had already whimpered and jumped up.

I stood with my whole body, turned my hand and took off the golden silk nan wooden coffin on my back, and turned the coffin horizontally, using it as a weapon.

A small line of monkeys was swept down by me in an instant, and they fell below the bottomless with no bottom in sight.

It is said that the monkeys' IQ is equivalent to that of a human child of seven or eight years old, so when this group of ground monkeys saw that the situation was not good, they no longer climbed up, but grinned and roared at me below.

I lowered the coffins to the ground, bared my fangs, and yelled at them.

Being yelled at by me, it seemed that they felt the breath of zombies in my roar, and the ground monkeys showed their timid appearance and shrank down a few steps.

It's good to be afraid.

I put the coffin and pulled out sharp spears from it, and if these ground monkeys came again, I would "kill the chickens and make an example of the monkeys", and then cut one to death.

However, at this moment, a fluttering sound suddenly sounded in the air!

I looked up and saw a bat about the size of a table, flapping its wings and falling this way!

The bat had pointed claws, and it stretched out as it fell, trying to hook the golden silk wooden coffin that I had put aside.

Is this still worth it?

With a wave of my left hand, I threw a spear with all my might.

The bat figure quickly dodged the spear I thrown, and then, as if enraged by the attack, raised its claws and grabbed at me.

What monsters?

I'm not afraid of it, just kidding, everyone is a monster, okay?

I threw the spear in my hand to the ground, stretched out my right hand, and grabbed both claws of the big bat.

The three claws intertwined, and a strong force came to meet me, and it lifted me off the ground and carried me into the air.

It turned out that it was the idea.

I was dragged up by it, and I was about to leave the high platform, and in a hurry, I quickly stretched out my left hand, clenched my palm into a fist, and smashed it into a few punches, falling on the big bat.

After a few punches, the big bat snapped, and it was estimated that several bones were broken, and it couldn't bear the pain, so it had to stretch out its wings and slap me.

Losing the strength of the wings, the movement of the two of us to move out finally stopped, and I didn't care how it hit, I raised my left fist and smashed it against its wings.

After a few punches, one of the big bat's wings was smashed by me and hung down, and I grabbed its claws and threw it to the ground.

"Boom", and then, there was a cry of "ouch", and in the rolling black fog, the bat in my hand was actually smashed out by me.

To be precise, it was the bat that turned into a man.

A blonde-haired and blue-eyed girl, about thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a wide black robe that looked like a wingsuit, my ankles were grabbed by me, bright red blood was already flowing from the corners of her mouth, and one arm hung limply.

This Nima ...... A word quickly flashed through my head - vampire?

It suddenly occurred to me that Purple Shadow had told me that there would be vampires entering this secret realm, could it be her?

Emma, I also said that I should be good friends with her, build a pure friendship first, and then let her tell me about Little Red.

It's a good thing, just after we met, this little vampire was beaten up by me, it seems that internal injuries are indispensable, and one arm was also broken.

In this case, there is no way to be a good friend.

I was a little embarrassed, put down the little snow-white bare foot that was grabbed in my hand, and scratched my hair: "Hello...... Bloodsucker. ”

The little girl's face was full of horror, obviously I was beaten a lot, and when she saw me let go of her, she shrank her body in surprise: "Who are you?

She actually speaks Chinese fluently.