"Bang-"

The back of his head bumped into something hard, maybe a rock or a tree root protruding from the ground, and Anhill woke up from his coma.

His mind was in a trance.

The first second of his memory was still stuck in the floating dragon and a giant meteorite crashing into the dense forest, he was very lucky not to be smashed, but he was also shocked by the impact and flew out.

He fell to the ground and lost consciousness until now.

Blinking his eyelids twice, his thoughts gradually regained clarity.

He felt the state of his body, his whole body was in sharp pain, his bones were not broken but they might be cracked, and his internal organs were also shocked.

But at least he survived, didn't he?

So, what's going on now?

The canopy above his head moved slowly, no, it was himself who was moving, he was lying on a huge leaf, being dragged forward by something.

Anhill struggled to look up.

Pupil Earthquake!

What the hell is that?!

It was a human man dragging him forward? An upright bipedal walking creature?

It was like a combination of a person and a pupa that made up a large piece of filament and a huge translucent pupae with a hardened structure. The main part of its body.

The head and torso are joined by a large, orange-red, slimy, spindle-shaped pupae with limbs protruding from the pupae and are also wrapped in sticky filamentous silk and chitinous carapaces.

The pupa seems to be filled with semi-liquid liquid, and every step this "chrysalis man" takes will make a strange sound of "cooing" liquid squeezing in his body.

Anhill's eyes widened, the string called sanity in his mind almost snapped.

He has always been an atheist, and he doesn't believe in any heaven and underworld, but at this moment, he can't help but waver a little.

What other place could a creator create such a deformed creature than Hades?!

As if sensing Anhil's movement or gaze, the chrysalis stopped and turned to face him.

"Woohoo. Wake up grunt you? ”

It was a young female voice coming from inside the chrysalis, but the voice was dull and muffled, as if she had put her head in glue to speak, and every few words would bring out a series of bubbling bubbles.

Anhill looked at each other stunned.

The chrysalis continued: "It's hurt, it's grunt, it's coming." ”

Lingua franca? No, it's different from the common human language in the Old World, and there seems to be a difference in tone and grammar, but it's barely understandable.

"Purr, hungry, grunting?"

Being "stared at" by the two rows of things on the other party's "face" that I don't know if they were eyes or blowholes, Anhill subconsciously swallowed saliva.

This seemed to make the other party misunderstand, and the chrysalis took out a fat white worm larger than a fist from his body, and handed it to Ansiel.

The corners of Anhill's mouth twitched fiercely.

He recognized it - Endurance Thunderworm.

It is not distributed in the Old World, but it is said that it is everywhere in the New World, and I didn't expect it to be found here in Hong Long.

Sometimes, merchants collect and send them to Doruma as "New World Specialties" or "New World Magical Pets", and there are always curious hunters willing to pay for it.

Gordon bought it and tried it, and listening to what the guy said, the taste was slimy and unexpectedly full.

But he didn't want to try it at all, he had a "weakness" that almost no one knew about - he hated this fleshy bug the most, disgusting!

Seeing Anhill staring blankly at the portable bento in his hand, but he didn't mean to stretch out his hand, the chrysalis thought that the former was polite, so he directly put the Endurance Thunderworm on Ansiel's stomach, and then continued to drag him forward.

Looking at the fat worm that slowly squirmed from his stomach to his chest, Anhill only felt that his hair was about to stand on end.

He was tempted to get rid of it right away, but he held it back, considering that it might anger the chrysalis.

The current situation is unknown, his physical condition is extremely poor, and the weapon [Shi Yu] is also missing, so it is obviously not a wise choice to offend this chrysalis who looks strange, but should have no malicious intent.

Since the other party is able to communicate and does not seem to have malicious intentions, it is necessary to communicate appropriately.

"Ahem, this lady? Let me come down and walk on my own. Anhill called out to the chrysalis who was trying to drag the leaves beneath him, "My injuries shouldn't be that bad. ”

"Whoa, are you still injured?"

"It should be fine."

Anhill sat up slowly, quietly putting the Endurance Thunderworm aside, and then slowly stood up.

The bones of both legs are fine, there may be bone cracks in the ribs, the left shoulder is seriously injured, the whole shoulder is swollen, the lower arm is painful, and the joint may be misaligned.

Putting his right hand on his left shoulder and pressing for a while, after roughly confirming the situation, Anhill staggered to a big tree, found a suitable angle, and hit it hard.

After a crisp "click", the joint is reduced.

"Grunt." The chrysalis applauded, as if to congratulate him?

Gritting his teeth and enduring the sharp pain of joint realignment, Anhill took off his helmet, took out a secret medicine and ate it, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and nodded to the chrysalis.

"Sorry, I waited."

"Bah! Whoops"

When he just took out the secret medicine, Anhill briefly checked it, his waist bag was not moved, he thought about it, and took out a piece of food to carry and handed it to the other party.

Perhaps exchanging food is a means of showing friendship?

The chrysalis was stunned, took the food he carried, looked at it a few times, and did not eat it immediately, but put it away.

The effect of the secret medicine is as trustworthy as ever, and in just a moment, the pain in my body has been reduced a lot, at least there is no problem with low-intensity walking.

But if you want to be truly healed, it is estimated that you will have to cultivate for a while.

"Is it okay to go to the pout?"

"Where are we going now?" Anhill asked as she caught up with the chrysalis.

The chrysalis replied in a relaxed tone, "The woodland is gone." ”

"My companion may be looking for me, can you take me back to the ruins?" Anhill asked tentatively.

"Woohoo. No, the mountain god is awake, the tower is too dangerous, Gollum over there, you can't get close to it."

Anhill hesitated, he wanted to leave directly, but he couldn't confirm his current position at all, only that he should still be in the sea of trees in Batu Baatem.

With no directions, no maps, no weapons, and wounds, trying to find your way through this vast sea of millions of square kilometers of trees is tantamount to dreaming.

Instead of wandering around like a headless fly, it is better to follow this suspected aboriginal guy to the so-called "woodland" to have a look.

From being dragged all the way to the current one after the other, Anhill silently observed the chrysalis who were a few steps ahead of him.

The other party is not tall, and it can even be said that he is quite short, even if you count the forked horn at the top of the giant chrysalis, it is only more than 160 centimeters.

After a period of observation, he was already basically sure that the other party was a human being, and he was not too old.

Being able to communicate with each other and having the voice of a young girl is one thing.

The more critical evidence is that as they pass through the sunlit area of the forest, the columnar sunlight illuminates the giant chrysalis, and through the translucent pupal shell and effusion, Anhill faintly sees the slender human form wrapped inside the giant chrysalis.

This reminded him of what Hilda had said, the special biotechnology mastered by the aborigines of Jukai.

If the pupal shells, insect silk, and even the egg-white-like mucus inside the giant chrysalis are all understood as some kind of special biological armor, then everything is easy to explain.

(End of chapter)