"Take off your helmet first and come back to your senses."

The old craftsman knocked on the anvil beside him, and the silence in the processing shop was broken by the sound of "dangdang".

Gordon took another deep breath, suppressed the inexplicable desire to destroy in his heart, threw away the broken iron rod, and took off his helmet.

Hayatta hurriedly took a few steps forward and said worriedly: "Senior Gordon, your face doesn't seem to be very good. ”

Gordon smiled a little reluctantly at her, and then turned to look at the old craftsman, "This set of equipment is 'alive'?" ”

"Sit down, the old man will tell you slowly, it's not as exaggerated as you think."

Gordon sat down at the table, and the others found a place to sit down.

"Dinosaur materials have always been regarded as 'ominous', not only because of the violence of the dinosaurs themselves, but also because equipment made of dinosaur materials will perpetuate this madness to a certain extent.

To put it more simply, the equipment of the Dinosaurus makes it easy for the user to become more aggressive. ”

"Why?" Anhill couldn't help but ask, "It's hard for me to imagine that a set of equipment that is supposed to be a dead thing can actually affect the user's thinking.

Is it because of the presence of certain hallucinogenic substances in the material? Or is it a special energy? Or is it something else? ”

"The reason is unknown, but I personally prefer to 'energy theory'."

The old craftsman glanced at him, then continued to Gordon, "If you still plan to continue to use this equipment, you must learn to control this negative effect, otherwise

Lost his cool in the hunting ground, and the result does not need to be said to be old. ”

"Hmm."

Gordon nodded, "It's a little tricky, but I don't think I'll be able to 'tame' even a set of equipment, I'll get used to it as soon as possible and find a way to restrain myself."

Master craftsman, do you have any suggestions? ”

"Very good, it is impossible for a person who does not even have this confidence to be able to control this equipment."

The old craftsman smiled and bowed his head, and then looked at the other people, "You have all listened carefully to the next words, after all, with your strength and age, sooner or later you will also enter the upper position."

The case of Dinosaur equipment is not unique to high-level equipment, and if you can't withstand the corresponding negative effects, sometimes you don't even have the qualifications to wear that equipment.

So everyone, while honing your muscles and martial arts, don't forget to polish your spirit and mental skills, but all of them are indispensable. ”

Several people nodded earnestly.

"Okay, back to the Dinosaur armor, as you should have noticed, this armor will provide assistance to the wearer's muscles (attack power up), just like an external muscle system.

This will greatly increase the user's strength, especially for a great sword maker like you, which is the main reason why I said that this set of equipment would be a good fit for you. ”

"Indeed." Gordon clenched his fists, "I feel like I'm being infinitely stronger. ”

"This is it."

The old craftsman pointed at Gordon, "The blessing of power brought by external objects can easily make people have similar illusions, and at the same time lose the ability to accurately control power.

It is said that there have been cases of people wearing dinosaur armor for the first time and crushing their wrist bones, so please pay attention to this, and get used to this force lately, so you can control it as soon as possible.

Don't smash something with a single smash. ”

"I see."

Gordon nodded, he glanced at his fist and then at Feng Ying, "I try to control it." ”

Feng Ying hugged her little head in horror.

She felt that Master Gordon's favorite thing to smash was herself

"Ah, by the way, there's a downside to the Dinosaur armor." The old craftsman tapped his palm and hurriedly reminded: "When you go out hunting, remember to bring more food than before."

Wearing Dinosaur armor, you will be hungry more easily (twice as hungry). ”

"What's the principle?" Anhill, who has always liked to get to the bottom of things, rubbed his eyebrows and asked.

The old craftsman explained: "The blessing of the strength of the dinosaur armor comes from its own support for the muscles on the one hand, and the more important reason is that the muscles are stimulated in a certain way.

Isn't it reasonable for the muscles to burst out with more strength under the stimulation of the equipment, and also to consume more energy, so it is easier to feel hungry? ”

"Sounds reasonable at first glance, but"

Gordon interrupted Anhill's grinding and asked him more concerned questions, "Is this hunger temporary, or is there a longer-term, more irreversible effect?" ”

"For the time being, you don't have to worry about that, what 'Tyrannosaurus Hungry Undead' is just a joke, what you really need to pay attention to is emotional control.

Once you're emotionally frenzied, it's not something you can easily do by taking off your gear. ”

"Okay."

"Gordon Senpai."

Hayatta hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't hold back: "Do you really want to use this dangerous armor?" Isn't it too risky? ”

"It's fine."

Gordon picked up the helmet of the Dinosaurus armor and held it in front of him as if he were holding a head, looking at him.

"In order to go further, I need more strength, a little emotion, and I can control it."

East Doruma, the airship flat of the Ancient Dragon Observatory.

"Carrying as much fuel and other supplies as possible, this voyage is very long, and it can also be used as ballast to stabilize the ship's hold."

"Didn't you say don't carry weapons?! In the face of that majestic existence, what is the difference between a heavy bed crossbow and a slingshot? ”

"Too late to dismantle it? Then bring as few ballistas possible! ”

"Alva, what are you doing here?!"

The professor jumped up and down to direct the ground crew to prepare for takeoff, and when he noticed that his quiet student had also climbed into the cabin of the airship, he couldn't help but curse.

"The old man is almost enough to live for more than 300 years, do you kid want to send him to death!"

Alva didn't speak, just gave the professor a smile, and then continued to help check and adjust the various observation instruments.

"Get down!" The professor jumped up and kicked Alva in the ass.

"Ahh

Alva rubbed the sore spot and said helplessly: "Professor, even if this airship is equipped with the latest cutting-edge high-speed model of the power system provided by the Dragon Academy.

You can't drive it across the continent and ocean and through the storm alone. ”

"The old man will figure it out!"

"Alright, old fellow, Alva is right." The guild leader, who had always stood aside, sighed and said:

It's just a smooth drive, but this time you have to go through the storm, you have to go deep into the Spirit Peak, you have to confirm the location and status of Lan Long, and you have to use the peregrine falcon to send back information.

It is impossible to do it by one person anyway. ”

The professor glared irritably at the director, "But you know how dangerous this mission is!" What is the difference between sending to death? How can you make young people."

"Professor."

Alva interrupted him at this point, "You understand, is there anything more important to us biologists than to see with our own eyes again, such a great being as surveying and mapping?" ”

The professor was silent, and after a few seconds, he said in a deep voice, "This time, I'm really going to die." ”

Alva smiled and patted the bookbag beside him, which contained his painting tools and albums.

"It's okay to die."

(End of chapter)