Shi Lang took out his knife and began to clean all the precious material from the corpse of the dragon snake—the scales, tendons, and bones. Like Raksha wanted the spinal cord forged as a sheath, I was thinking about it. The beast's scales were strong, and the young man used them as custom armor. One scale would protect his chest and another for the back.
The terran finished cleaning up, and it was already night. He rushed back to the defense line and found that everyone was gathered on the spot and seemed to be waiting for him.
Bo Qingtan stood up and approached Shi Lang. The former embraced Shi Lang and said, "Thank you for saving us, Brother Shi Lang. We owe you one."
Shi Lang shook his head and said, "You are overreading the situation, Brother Bo. I did what a fellow warrior should do for the other when they face dangers."
