Chapter 964 You Call This a Wasteland?
This set of armor named "Greed Alpha" by the leader of the second group is not so easy to adapt to.
Its impact on the user's mental level is even more serious than that of the Tyrannosaurus armor.
Fortunately, Gordon has long been accustomed to this influence. In recent days, he has also been using the Tyrannosaurus armor to adapt to the bloodthirsty and violent feeling.
Equipped with the [Greed] suit and put on the helmet, his eyes turned red for a moment, and the desire to destroy everything and devour everything came to him.
But he immediately suppressed this desire.
As his mind regained calm, Gordon lifted the visor and smiled at his worried companions.
"I'm fine."
The leader of the second-phase group also breathed a sigh of relief, patting Gordon's arm and saying, "I knew it couldn't do anything to you! Haha, should I say that you are worthy of the title of 'brave'?
The brave and the armor of the devil are a good match, right!"
"Please stop saying that." Gordon was a little helpless. The title of "brave" sounds nothing, but it is very shameful to be called that in person.
"Don't think I'm nagging."
The expression of the leader of the second-phase group became more serious, "Don't relax your vigilance against this set of armor, and don't be controlled by that violent emotion.
There are more than one or two hunters who have gone crazy using the Tyrannosaurus armor, not to mention your stronger set, so be sure to pay attention."
As he said that, he reminded Hayata and Pork Chop next to him, "If you find that he becomes irritable and irritable, you must pay attention to it and replace the equipment in time.
If the impact is too deep, it will not be so easy to get rid of it."
Hayata and the others looked at each other and responded seriously.
Gordon, the person involved, shrugged and said nothing. He just hung the helmet that looked like a murderer on his waist.
The "suggestion method" that Hilda taught him back then was very useful. When he really needed to fully release the power of the armor, he would put on the helmet and pull down the armor. This would reduce the mental burden.
He glanced at the ferocious dragon teeth on the huge shoulder armor, and then looked down at the breastplate made in the shape of some greedy beast.
Gordon laughed.
It's not a bad thing that the armor looks scary, at least it's more deterrent, isn't it?
After urging the leader of the second phase group to rush to complete the new armor, Gordon and his team thought they would set off the next day after the meeting.
But in fact, they waited one more day.
The experienced orc researcher, Mr. Monroe, had a lot to prepare.
Including some notes on the language of the strange-faced tribe that he compiled and sorted out, the ecological information of the Great Ant Mound Wasteland, and small gifts to improve the goodwill with the strange-faced tribe.
Fortunately, he was small and dressed in cloth, otherwise the pterosaur might not be able to carry so many things.
The number of people at the time of departure also increased from the initial plan of three to four.
Heta joined the team as Mr. Monroe's assistant.
She has a very strong learning ability and is said to be able to communicate fluently in the language of the Qimen tribe.
The director of the Ecological Research Institute liked her very much and thought that she was a natural scholar and that she had wasted her talent in the years when she was a poster girl in the Old World.
However, Monroe also invited her to join the team because of her affinity and communication skills as a poster girl.
In addition, it was also to slightly balance the proportion of armed personnel in the team.
The Great Ant Mound Wasteland is not very far from the Star Base. It can even be said that the Star Base is sandwiched between the Great Ant Mound Wasteland and the Ancient Tree Forest.
After riding the pterosaur from the Star Base and heading east for dozens of kilometers, the amount of vegetation began to decrease.
The flat terrain became rugged. Rivers, ponds and other water bodies were still lush and green, but the land in the farther places had begun to become desertified.
Gordon, who was hanging under the acid pterosaur, made a gesture, and the group began to land.
The pterosaurs that the other people were riding followed from a distance, not daring to get too close, obviously a little afraid of the ferocious acid pterosaurs.
They landed on a river beach.
The sound of "gurgling" water came from a waterfall not far away, which brought abundant water to the river, making the vegetation on both sides of the river particularly lush.
"Rest for half an hour, move your limbs, and then continue on your way." Gordon said to his companions.
This was mainly said to Heta. After all, she was not a hunter, and she had not been an investigator for long. She could not hang under the pterosaur for a long time. If she insisted, she might be seriously strained or even dislocated.
In order to avoid this situation, they decided to rest for half an hour after every hour of flying.
Heta seemed a little embarrassed, thinking that she was holding everyone back.
Others didn't care much. Although it took a little more time on the road, this way of flying was indeed easier.
Monroe raised his hat, looked around, and said, "We have now entered the range of the Great Anthill Wasteland. At this speed, we should be able to reach the target camp within half a day.
We can rest and prepare there, adjust supplies, and it will also be convenient for you to adapt to the environment of the Great Anthill Wasteland."
"Yeah." Gordon nodded.
He also liked this way of action of getting to the camp first and making all preparations.
"Can a place like this be considered a desert cat?" Xianglan looked at the rivers and green trees around curiously.
Heta smiled and explained, "The Great Anthill Desert is different from the great deserts of the Old World. It can be roughly divided into three areas.
The western area, where we are currently, is a transitional area with lush vegetation due to its border with the ancient tree forest.
Because the terrain is not as flat as the ancient tree forest and has a high rock coverage rate, it is classified as part of the Great Anthill Desert.
The southern area is low and flat. The river water from the ancient tree forest flows through here and eventually reaches the low-lying southern depression, where it disperses, floods, and forms a swamp.
I heard that the ecological environment there is very special, with many unique creatures living there.
There is also the northern part, which is the core area of the Great Anthill Desert. The surface there is dry, the sunshine is strong, and it is a typical karst landform.
The book describes it like this: "The wind blowing from the Grand Canyon dries the land and creates this hole like cutting the land apart."
"A fusion of the three landforms of forest hills, swamps, and Gobi? What a magical place." Zhu Chop sighed.
Xianglan continued to ask curiously: "With the three areas of the west, south, and north, what about the east? What is the east side of the Great Anthill Desert like? "
Pork Chop squinted at it, "I told you not to look at the map properly meow, the sea is to the east of the Great Ant Mound meow."
"I just forgot meow!" Xianglan said stubbornly.
Amid the quarrel between the two Elu, Heta came to a desert plant that could not be seen in the ancient tree forest and squatted down to observe it with interest.
Not only did she take out charcoal to draw, but she also picked some leaves with thorns as specimens and carefully clipped them in her notebook.
She was very excited to join this action. Although she had said it very well before, it was all knowledge from books. This was her first time to come to the Great Ant Mound Wasteland in person.
In fact, Gordon and Hayata were the same. They were also full of expectations and curiosity about this "wasteland" full of unknowns.
The half-hour break passed quickly.
Gordon clapped his hands and said with a smile: "It's time to continue on the road. Let's go. "