He lifted the curtain of the cave. Holly had brought this thing in the morning because it was safer there.
Haman brought the Velociraptor cup, which had been tied up again, into the cave.
"Brother, you caught one alive." Holly climbed up from the bedding.
"Yeah." Haman nodded. "But it's about to die."
Then he sat on the ground and pulled the rope, exposing the back of the Velociraptor Cup.
He took out the dragon-slaying spike and pierced a small hole around the wound.
Then, he used the bone needle to pierce the hemp rope into the small hole.
The unconscious Velociraptor Cup twitched in pain by such a brutal and straightforward operation.
Smelling the bloody smell in the air, Haman seemed to have returned to the miserable days of the past few years.
In the past few years, when he had come back from hunting, everyone only remembered his preys.
It was all because he had attracted a herd of beasts, then cooked all of them.
That was how he was able to live a peaceful life now.
A fist was power, which was a principle that had never changed since ancient times.
Haman sneered. "As long as you can kill me, there won't be any consequences."
"I was wrong. I thought that as long as I lived quietly and didn't stir up trouble, there wouldn't be any problems."
"But as long as there are benefits, there will be people who will be tempted."
"I want to live a better life, and I want to become stronger."
…
"Dong."
Haman threw the unconscious Velociraptor on Chuck's counter.
"Come on, don't do this!" When Chuck saw that the Velociraptor wasn't restrained at all, he cried out in alarm.
He then quickly took out a rope from under the counter and tied the velociraptor cub firmly.
He was so skilful that he was like a senior hunter who had lived in the wilderness for decades.
He did not look like a skinny older man at all.
"Haman." After Chuck tied up the Velociraptor, he wiped the sweat that did not exist on his face.
"This Velociraptor Cub is injured so that it won sell well."
If it were under normal circumstances, Haman would still be in the mood to bargain with Chuck.
But now.
Haman took out the dragon-slaying spike from his chest pocket. Then he plunged it towards the top of the Velociraptor's head without hesitation.
"No." Chuck hurriedly pounced over and grabbed his hands with both hands.
"Just follow our agreement, okay?"
Haman withdrew the dragon-slaying spike and said slowly.
"Then how about the capture team issue?"
"Hiss!" Chuck stared at Haman and took a deep breath.
"Isn't that a good thing?"
Haman didn't say anything. He just took out the dragon-slaying spike from his chest pocket.
This time, Chuck didn't stop him. He stroked his goatee and thought carefully.
"It seems that I'm not on the right track." Chuck thought for a long time and said slowly.
"I'll compensate you with another five hundred dollars."
Hearing this, Haman smiled with satisfaction.
If he were a fool, he would have been bullied by others in the wilderness.
In this town, there was no one older than Chuck besides the priests in the church.
Older adults were wise, and this was referring to Chuck.
This time, it was just because Chuck wanted to make friends with the rich people in the city that he was deprived of.
After calculating the price, Chuck handed three thousand dollars to Haman.
And he didn't feel pity at all.
Haman walked to the street. When he looked back, Chuck's grocery store was already closed.
It was rare today since Haman did not listen to the priest carefully.
He did not react until Hawley had finished his lecture and walked in front of him.
"Haman, let's go back." Hawley tugged at the corner of Haman's shirt.
"Okay, let's go." Haman brought Hawley.
He also bought two large potatoes on the street and wanted to cook them for dinner with Hawley.
…
It was late at night, and Haman had been on watch for the first half of the night.
"Hawley, you have to remember that no matter what, I will be by your side..."
"If there's anything, go find the priest. You're so smart, and the priest likes you very much..."
When they took the shift, Haman talked a lot.
He wanted to enter the cave and complete the first mission, but that mission was not easy.
It could be said to be a narrow escape.
Holly's eyes were a bit red. He held back the trembling voice and said, "Yes, I will remember it."
Holly had felt that something was wrong since Haman came back this afternoon, but he did not want to affect Haman.
He just felt that he was useless and could not help much.
In that case, at least he could not affect Haman because of him.
Holly held a bone knife and sat at the entrance of the cave with red eyes.
Tears on his face fell silently.
However, he just turned his back to the cave as tears rolled down from his eyes without a trace of trembling.
Haman lay on the bedding and watched Holly, sitting at the cave entrance, fall asleep.
…
The cave was still empty, although there were still bookshelves.
But most of the area was still empty.
Haman walked to the stone table in the middle of the cave and looked at the strange chessboard.
The letter D was written on it, with three constantly changing patterns.
Haman took a deep breath and pressed the button.
Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of his eyes.
When he opened his eyes, he found that he was still in the cave.
The stone table in the middle of the cave disappeared, and the display cabinets around the cave had also gone.
There was only the bronze door at the end of the cave.
At this moment, a creaking sound began to echo in the cave.
The door that was once still beginning to open.
With a creaking sound, the copper rust on the bronze door began to fall off gradually.
And a blinding light shone in from the outside.
Finally, the bronze door was open.
Haman had never seen it before as he looked outside.
It was a green grassland.
Endless weeds rolled up and down on the grassland with the breeze.
The weeds in the wilderness had always been withered yellow and would crumble with a twist.
But the weeds in front of him were green and delicate.
Haman grabbed a handful of wild grass and stuffed it into his mouth.
It was bitter, astringent and sour.
The taste was terrible, but this was a scene full of vitality.
A piece of parchment floated down in front of him, and Haman reached out to catch it.
There were some words on it.
"Mission description: countless grade-D dinosaurs are living on the grassland. Kill one of them and devour it."
"Mission reward: obtain the ability to transform into a graded dinosaur."
When Haman first saw the parchment, he realized it.
The priest had said that if one person could transform into a dinosaur, he would become a mutant.
In other words, as long as Haman completed the mission, he could become a mutant immediately.
He had the right to enter the city.
But there was only one problem for him, and that was how to kill a dinosaur with his bare hands.