After listening to Halfatta talk about Gordon, she realized that the dragon egg that Evelyn Ferdy brought back was actually a fertilized egg.

Although some were born prematurely, resulting in a somewhat under-hardened eggshell, it is theoretically possible for the egg to hatch.

The researchers at the Institute of Ecology were so interested that they hired craftsmen to build a constant temperature cabinet and put the eggs in it.

Looking forward to the day when this egg will be able to hatch.

Worm is the most enthusiastic one, and at night whenever she is fine, she will run to the ecological research institute to squat and cooing at the egg.

Even if the director of the Institute of Ecology told her that it would take at least fifty to sixty days for the eggs of the Wyvern to hatch, she didn't care, and still went to the eggs every day to chat one-sidedly.

It was a waste of effort, and the Evelyns, who brought the eggs back, didn't seem to pay that much attention.

At that time, they chose to drive away the male fire dragon and bring back the egg, more out of sympathy for the mother beast, and as for the energy in their leisure time, it must still be on their own baby.

The pork chop is also interested in the egg, which raises a possibility.

- After the little wind drifter in the egg hatches, if it can be domesticated, it may be able to solve the problem that ordinary pterosaurs can't bring Gordon.

Wouldn't it be very majestic to let the large wyvern species fly?

Gordon, on the other hand, thought that pork chops were whimsical, and in his opinion, the proud Wyvern would never be kept in captivity.

When you are young, you may be able to be a pet and a companion.

But when it grows to a certain extent, it grows claws and fangs, and sooner or later it will break free from its shackles, awaken its wildness, and return to its habitat.

Although, Gordon didn't expect any kind of transportation from that egg to hatch for him.

But the fact that the pterosaur can't take him with him is indeed a problem that needs to be solved urgently.

The density of archatoplastic creatures hidden throughout the New World was much greater than that of the Old World, and it was too dangerous to rely on airboats to travel long distances, and pterosaurs were almost the only means of rapid travel.

If he didn't have a pterodactyl that could move him, he would have to rely on his legs to go anywhere, which would be too much of a waste of time and a headache.

Of course, he is not the only one who has similar troubles.

And Ted.

During the reconnaissance mission a few days ago, although he was lucky not to crash, he walked back when he returned.

The pterosaur who took him refused to fly down to take him, no matter how he whistled and scolded

If it hadn't been for Maca and the others to stop him, the angry Ted would have almost collapsed and roasted the pterosaur with a full shot.

In desperation, these two oversized strong men had no choice but to find the Grand Master who was on vacation in the stars for advice.

The "Humanoid Golden Lion" is no joke, even with his age, the Grand Master's physique is still not inferior to the two of them.

Although he is now retired as a hunter, he is still active as an investigator in various parts of the New World.

Pterodactyl or something, there must be no less multiplication on weekdays.

Weapons with a bobcat pavilion.

Gordon Ted ordered a large table of luxurious meat and wine, hoping only to get the good idea out of the Grand Master's mouth.

The Grand Master laughed while munching on the barbecue heroically, "Hahahaha, I thought you wanted to ask something, it turned out to be this, simple!" ”

Gordon and Ted immediately pricked up their ears.

The Grand Master pointed to his chest, then to his back, and then to the chef who had come over with a huge roast bird.

"Got it?"

"Huh?" Gordon was confused.

Ted shook his bald head even more and replied bluntly, "I don't understand!" ”

The chef put down the roast fowl and found a chair to sit down, and glanced at the big master.

"He means he didn't wear armor, he didn't have weapons, and he didn't have a cat meow. ”

Gordon: "."

Aren't you talking nonsense!?

The Grand Master spread his hands, "Actually, that's it, it's okay to say for short-distance emergencies, if it's a long-distance flight, it is impossible for a pterosaur to drive a hunter with our physique and full armor anyway." ”

"Is there no other way?" Ted wiped his head in anguish, the grease on his hands rubbing his head brighter.

The Grand Master poured a large glass of wine in one go, wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, and burped, "Hiccup——, actually, it's not completely impossible, it's just a little difficult." ”

Gordon hurriedly tore off a huge piece of leg meat from the oily roast bird and handed it to the Grand Master, "You say? ”

Grand Master tore off a large piece of flesh and said vaguely, "You should also know that pterosaurs are not only pterosaurs, right?" ”

Gordon nodded, "The rowing pterosaurs that inhabit the ancient tree forests are the most numerous, as well as the rattling pterosaurs that are common in the Great Ant Mound Wasteland, and the pterodactyls that are common in the Coral Terrace, right?" ”

"Well, yes, these are the three most common." After eating the leg meat in three or two bites, the Grand Master threw the bones on the plate and continued: "In fact, there is a more ferocious, larger, and stronger pterosaur species that inhabits the Grand Canyon, and because of its ability to spit acid, we named it Sour Pterodactyl. ”

"You mean, this pterosaur can move us?" Gordon added, "I mean the heavily armed, long-distance flying kind. ”

"If you can take it, the wingspan of the acid pterosaur is half as large as that of the walking pterodactyl, and the strength is estimated to be twice that of the latter, if you can catch a few large and strong individuals, tame them, and keep them in the stars, the problem of flight will be solved once and for all."

Gordon and Ted looked at each other, and they saw excitement in each other's eyes.

The answer is a sour pterosaur!

"Don't be too happy, you haven't tried it, have you? It's a bit hard to catch, it's stamina, aggressive, and the acid can corrode the armor.

I used to tie one back with great difficulty, and after a few months of raising it, I died of it. ”

The chef dismantled the table on the side, "Could it be that I remember the wrong meow?" How do I remember that someone went to tease him after drinking, and after being pecked, he wrung his neck and meowed. ”

“.”

"Hahaha, is that so?" The big group leader smiled, without the slightest embarrassment of being debunked.

After Gordon was speechless, he also realized some key points, "You said that before that sour pterosaur was beaten to death, it was still raised for a few months.

In other words, is it possible to domesticate this creature? ”

"Yes, you have to beat it twice from time to time to let it know who is the boss, otherwise it will be fierce and disobedient.

It can't be raised together in the dragon shed of the pterosaur, it will bite the pterosaur to death. ”

Gordon nodded, slightly delighted.

There are indeed a lot of troubles, but they are all the kind that can be solved, and it is indeed a more practical solution to catch a few sturdy sour pterosaurs than the wyvern egg that I don't know if it can hatch.

"So when are we leaving?" Ted asked Gordon, already a little eager to try.

Grand Master glanced at the two young men, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, the sour pterosaurs appear in groups, but they are not so easy to capture alive. ”

"How did you catch it?" Gordon asked curiously, looking for some reference.

"Of course, throw the hook and lock to entangle, tear it off and knock it out, then tie it up and drag it back!"

Gordon made up for a muscular old man who laughed loudly, and under the siege of a group of sour pterosaurs, he ripped them off with ropes, knocked them unconscious, and then picked a more pleasing one to tie up and carry home.

The scalp is a little numb.

So why not use a tranquilizer bomb for capture?"

Ps.

Because there is no Bondstone, there will be no knight like the one in Monogatari in this book

Of course, that egg will hatch, and there will be a plot of "using it for a while", but if you are obediently a pet for a lifetime, you will not be a flying dragon.

"Call of the Wild", "Wolf Totem"?

(End of chapter)