"Oh really?" Duren Burg turned to Qian Jin. "Hi my comrade, have you found that Kunge has become bolder now."
Qian Jin lowered his head, took out the little iron hammer from his warrior dimension, and concentrated on scraping the husk of the Sand Scorpion King. He then ground the husk into thin powder as he carefully tucked it away. He had a lot to do; after straightening up his mind, he decided to finish his due task step by step. The husk of the Sand Scorpion had great effects on bone injuries, and their meat tasted delicious.
Water was not enough for survival in the Ancient Desert Sea. But with water and no food, one could easily die at any time as well.
Most of the corpses of the demons beasts in the Ancient Desert Sea were poisonous, or despicably unappetizing. Sometimes when you attempted to eat them, you might reversely be eaten by them.
After being broken down and moved to this hall behind the water curtain, Sand Scorpion became their main food for the days to follow.
