Fantasy World Transmigration

On the big river in Borneo, a large silver-white boat was docked by the water. It was the rainy season at this time, and the river was turbulent, but such a large boat could be docked. Shaman Lang stepped on the water, dexterously hooked from the branch on the side to the bow of the ship, and jumped onto the deck. He was carrying a rattan basket three feet high, in which were scattered some plants and unknown things.

The most conspicuous thing was a small silver-white metal box, which was carefully carried by Shaman Lang and got into the big boat. There are only two rooms in the cabin, and one of the doors exudes a cold metallic luster.

Shaman Lang pressed his right hand on the door, a blue light swept across his body, and the door slid to both sides silently, inside was a small but well-equipped laboratory. Chen Ang was holding the slide and scanning it against the instrument.

In the blue solution in front of him, a blood-red silk thread outlined a strange pattern. Shaman Lang carefully opened the white metal box. Inside were several transparent collection boxes, several brightly colored tree frogs, poisonous snakes, etc. , and some highly poisonous creatures that cannot be seen are placed inside.

"Master!" Sha Manlang clasped his hands together and said respectfully, "When I went to gather medicine, I heard from the nearby natives that they found many traces of struggle in the jungle. They didn't look like large animals. I went to see them. , found traces of human blood."

"A number of weapons and bullet holes were also found nearby, but no signs of injury to the creatures who attacked those people were found. Two abandoned boats were also found, one fell over the waterfall and the other was parked near the holy place. Will the Dragon King..."

Chen Ang didn't raise his head, he stared at the microscope and said: "Don't worry about him, the Dragon King will take care of everything, concentrate on researching and restoring the witch worms, and only when you restore the witch land in Borneo will it be completely safe here."

Chen Ang entered a series of formulas into the database, and prepared to take the time to send them to the sixth genetic laboratory of "Never Ending". His main research now is the dynamic relationship between blood orchids and the environment, which is related to the medicinal properties of blood orchids. analyze. Chen Ang himself is the Chinese medicine team, while the sixth laboratory specializes in modern genetics.

"Bring me No. 8!" Chen Ang ordered Sha Manlang.

Shaman Lang carefully opened the glass cabinet next to him, nervously took out an ecological box, and handed it to Chen Ang. Inside, a tree frog the size of a blood-red thumb was dormant quietly. Chen Ang flicked his fingers at it, It turned its belly obediently.

Shaman Lang didn't dare to underestimate this poisonous thing. He had seen it lick the blood of a crocodile with his own eyes. In just three seconds, this cute little thing poisoned a two-meter-long crocodile.

The tree frog's snow-white belly obediently moved towards Chen Ang, allowing him to stroke it. Chen Ang took a quarter drop of the blood orchid solution with a measuring dropper and dripped it on the tree frog's belly. The blood-red solution melted into the tree frog's belly, glowing strangely red, and the little tree frog turned over, its belly bulging.

A trace of blood seeped into its body, and Shaman Lang felt that the bloody pattern on its back was getting redder and redder, as if it was about to drip. He quickly pricked his finger, put it into the ecological box, and let the tree Frogs suck.

As time passed, Shaman Lang's face became paler and paler. He quickly took out a foul-smelling pill from his arms and took it. His complexion turned into a strange flush, and traces of blackness crawled all over his face. The hole, with the tree frog's sucking, turned into a black thread and sank into the tree frog's body.

"Witchcraft in Borneo is too primitive. Stimulating one's body with poison can certainly play a role in exercise, but the damage to the body is too violent. No wonder you wizards have dark breaths and dark circulation in your body. , unbalanced. Shaman Lang, you insist on practicing poisonous witchcraft,

In the future, the body fluids will be highly toxic and cannot easily come into contact with humans. "

Sha Manlang bowed his head and said respectfully: "Master is merciful, the witchcraft inherited by our tribe is like this, and I only hope that witchcraft can be passed on smoothly in my generation, and I dare not expect anything else."

Sighing, Chen Ang spread out the bark totem passed down by the aborigines, and pointed out: "Your ancestors discovered the poison of the rainforest, which has a magical adaptation effect on the blood orchid, and used this comprehensive reaction to refine the blood of the gods. This witchcraft prolongs your lifespan."

"But this method is too primitive and crude. I have improved this process by using the voodoo technique inherited from the Miaojiang in the middle land and the primitive voodoo technique of your tribe, and improved the ability to purify blood blue toxin, which can prolong your The lifespan is at least 500 years, and during this process, you have to constantly take some poisons and witchcraft, and you have to take a lot of blood orchids every seven years."

Sha Manlang stroked his chest and said, "I will go to Middle Earth to pass on the master's thaumaturgy, find a kind-hearted disciple for the master in Miaojiang, and swear to protect the Holy Land of Blood Orchid to the death."

"With my token, the two snake kings will cooperate with you, and you can also choose one of the snakes as your witchcraft partner." Chen Ang said lightly: "The most important thing about witchcraft is the natal blood gu, you Be careful to protect it, don't let it appear outside your body, the blood gu absorbs blood orchids and toxins, parasitizes in your heart, controls and purifies your blood, and prolongs your lifespan."

"You can use the blood gu to control and command the poisonous insects, avoid and deter the wild beasts in the jungle, even if you are fatally injured, you can call the poison to heal the wounds. If the blood gu does not die, you will not die."

The blood-red poisonous frog jumped into Chen Ang's palm at some point, and looked straight at Shaman Lang with a pair of golden eyes. It jumped into the blue solution, and the bloodshot of the blood orchid seemed to be alive. , quickly shrank into a small ball around it, Chen Ang picked up the jelly ball from the solution, and handed it to Shaman Lang.

Looking at the suspended tree frog in the blood-red sphere, Shaman Lang swallowed it bravely.

His face started to turn red strangely, and he was also groggy. With a wave of his hand, Chen Ang pulled him away from the laboratory. Such an important experimental subject can't let him make any trouble. Shaman Lang stumbled onto the deck, rolled his eyes, and twitched all over.

"Help!" Two black shadows in the distance saw the ship and ran towards this side excitedly. Behind them, there was a white woman who was supported to go this way. A monkey quickly jumped onto the boat first. Seeing Chen Ang, it cleverly crawled up to him and bowed to him.

"Ha! You little cleverness." Chen Ang touched its head with a smile, allowing it to climb up his shoulders.

The two men in the lead boarded the boat in embarrassment, and hurriedly said to Chen Ang: "Go over and help, my companion can't walk."

Chen Ang glanced at them coldly, felt the familiar aura behind him, and sneered endlessly. This white man only said how difficult his companion was walking, but didn't mention a word. Why didn't he dare to help him by himself? companion.

The person next to him hesitated a little, but he reacted quickly and asked Chen Ang for help together. Seeing Shaman Lang twitching in pain, he quickly took out an injection from his pocket and said, "Your companion seems to have been hit. Snake venom, I have a universal serum here, go down and save them, and I will inject him."

These American explorers do not seem to have thought about the dangers of others, or that they did not think that others had a reason not to die for them, it seems, because they thought they had brought "civilization" to this land.

Seeing Chen Ang's unmoved look, he turned his head and saw behind him that a waterline on the big river was quickly approaching the boat, and one of them said angrily: "Leave them alone, let's go, hurry up!"

Seeing Chen Ang standing there with a smile, the man pulled out a gun and pointed at Chen Ang's forehead, and said coldly: "Give me the key, or I'll kill you!" The person next to him shouted: "No The key, the captain's cabin can be activated directly."

"Why don't you go and save your companion?" The man was surprised to find that Chen Ang asked him in fluent English.

"Haha! Shit, I thought you couldn't speak English!" The man felt the vibration of the ship's plank under his feet, and said excitedly, with a cruel light in his eyes, "Now, I'll count to three, or you jump off, Or I'll put a bullet in your brain."

He proudly pointed to the surface of the water, with a ferocious gleam in his eyes, and laughed loudly: "Now we have someone to fill that beast's stomach!"

"Wait, Ben seems to be yelling at us!" Another person pointed to the shore.

On the bank of the river, the white man supporting the woman and the locals shouted excitedly towards the boat. The locals waved their hands to them, and a faint voice could be heard: "Dadar, Hu Kexi! Dadar, Hu Kexi!"

"What does this mean?" The man asked in surprise, and the other replied, "It seems that we are going back to pick him up!"

"No!" Shamanlang, who was trembling all over, showed a strange smile, endured the pain and said: "Dadar is the elf of all things, and Hu Kexi is the natural forgiveness."

"What does this mean?" The man asked with great interest, and stepped forward with his hands, trying to force Chen Ang back into the river.

"Wizard, spare my life!" Shaman Lang laughed, "He is shouting, Wizard, spare my life!"

"You..." Just as the man was about to say something, a huge shadow jumped up suddenly, and the big snake with a bloody crown bit his upper body, "Crack!", and the sound of bones breaking suddenly sounded.

On the distant river bank, the locals knelt on the ground excitedly, pressing their heads tightly.

On the deck, another man looked at the giant snake in disbelief. The demonic giant snake just crawled under Chen Ang's feet docilely, and lifted him up high...