Chapter 158

After visiting the west side of Princeton all afternoon, Locke and Angelina returned in vain.

It's not that we can't find the food suitable for Anji, but we don't choose the ideal goal. It's either too expensive or not suitable for Anji's growth.

As a descendant of level Warcraft with deep potential, Anji only needs to grow up healthily to a young age and can have good combat power. It is almost the level of advanced Warcraft. When she reaches maturity, she will have the strength of quasi level Warcraft. If she can go further and reach the level of her parents, level Warcraft is not impossible.

Angelina, as an experienced magician, naturally has her methods to help Angie achieve higher achievements and reach adulthood in a shorter time. The premise of all this is rich food.

Warcraft is different from magicians and knights. Knights advance through physical training and fighting spirit. Magicians reach a higher level by refining their spiritual power. Most of Warcraft are in passive evolution in their life.

Passive evolution depends on the longevity and food intake of Warcraft. Basically, the longer the Warcraft lives, the stronger it becomes.

Anji is a poisonous Warcraft. Animals rich in poisons and the flesh and blood of poisonous Warcraft are good medicine to help it accelerate its growth.

There are few poisonous Warcraft in Murphy forest except the scorpion dragon family. As for the reason, it should be that they were eaten by the scorpion dragon family.

The meat of ordinary animals and other Warcraft can also be eaten by scorpion dragons, but it won't help to enhance their strength. It can only be used to fill their stomachs.

Without the flesh and blood of poisonous Warcraft, scorpion dragon needs to grow to the level of its brother and sister, which takes about 200 years. Angelina estimates that it will start in 500 years to grow to the level of Warcraft of its parents.

Don't say 500 years, just 200 years. Locke doesn't know if he can live to that time.

Therefore, it is imperative to find precious poison Warcraft flesh and blood.

In the evening, carrying two kilograms of mountain pork, Locke and Angelina came home.

Taking the food from the dark guard, Locke accompanied Angelina to her courtyard.

Just approaching the yard, "Geji Geji..." The sound of sawtooth cutting came from the yard. When I came in, I saw a large blue scorpion lying next to a big tree in the yard, boring grinding the bark with its own pliers.

A hundred year old tree that needs three people to hug, the rod has been worn into holes, and the sawdust on the ground is scattered.

Angelina is a person who likes to be clean. When she sees this scene, she faints and almost doesn't fall down. This is not the first time.

Through telepathy, the cyan large scorpion knew that Angelina had come back, stopped the brainless act of sawing the tree, and two black prominent eyes stared at Locke with mountain pork next to Angelina.

The gray tongue licked through his mouth. The giant scorpion clamped the pliers, shook the barb of his tail and rushed to Locke.

"I still haven't learned enough." Locke reluctantly said to Angelina, "I'll give it a long memory?"

Angelina raised her forehead and nodded in agreement.

Locke threw the mountain pork into the sky. The eyes of the crystal scorpion dragon also rose with the food, and his body jumped unnaturally. It seemed that he wanted to hold the mountain pork in his mouth.

Not far away, Locke saw the strength of his forearm. A touch of light Eagle fighting spirit was applied to his arm. With a push of his left foot, he suddenly rushed to the crystal scorpion dragon with half of his body jumping up.

A straight fist hit the soft lower abdomen exposed to him by the scorpion dragon, "bang!" Between lightning, stone and fire, the cyan scorpion dragon fell back and hit the wall in the hospital, making a dull noise.

"Si Li Li!" Unlike its parents, scorpion dragons can roar and make more sounds like the screams of snakes.

The blue scorpion dragon was also annoyed, shook his scales, grabbed the ground with his claws and dived towards Locke.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

。。。。。。

Again and again, maybe half an hour or an hour, the little scorpion dragon was beaten to the ground or hit the wall backwards countless times.

Locke was very measured and did not cause any substantial damage to the scorpion dragon. From the appearance, the little scorpion dragon had no change except that its scales were a little dirty.

But people who witnessed the whole process, especially experts, don't think so.

At least two-thirds of the muscles in the scorpion dragon had different degrees of strain, and there was local bleeding in the scales.

Finally, when Locke waved his fist, the little scorpion dragon quickly lowered his head in fear, and "Yi, Yi" made a sound of begging for mercy, and Locke stopped.

"Can't you make trouble?" Locke asked with wide eyes. He knew that the scorpion dragon generally understood what he meant. After all, this is a crystal Nasser with low-level Warcraft strength at birth. Intelligence is comparable to that of children aged 7 or 8.

Looking at Locke's intention to beat him, the little scorpion dragon couldn't help nodding. Just a month after his birth, he had been able to communicate with outsiders.

At this time, Angelina came out, hugged the scorpion dragon's small head, took out her embroidered handkerchief, wiped the dust and dirt on the scorpion dragon's forehead, and comforted Angie with her mental strength.

With one hand stick and one hand jujube, Locke and Angelina cooperate seamlessly. Now in the whole residence, the little scorpion dragon is not afraid of the powerful forbidden guard and dark guard leaders. He is only afraid of Locke and only listens to Locke and Angelina.

Seeing that the scorpion dragon was honest, Locke brought the mountain pork thrown aside during the battle and threw it in front of the scorpion dragon.

When the little scorpion dragon looked at the food, he didn't care about the pain of his body. He climbed up to the mountain pork and began to eat it.

Look at this posture, there is no sign of injury at all.

The powerful body of Warcraft gives them strong repair ability, especially scorpion dragon, an upper creature, as long as there is one breath, with enough food and energy, it can return to the peak through time cultivation.

Locke has beaten the scorpion dragon these days for no reason. It's too noisy. Angelina has changed three courtyards in a week, each of which is tossed by the little scorpion dragon and can't live. At present, Angelina doesn't live in this courtyard tonight. There are scattered leaves and branches everywhere.

"Angie, when can you have a long memory?" Locke slapped the scorpion dragon's forehead carelessly, causing the scorpion dragon to tremble with fear.

Embarrassed to withdraw his palm, in Angelina's laughter, Locke returned to his house.

Locke taught the little scorpion dragon not only to make it have a long memory, but also to improve his actual combat ability. Locke, who hasn't done anything for more than a month, needs to loosen his muscles and bones. The crystal Nasser of low-level Warcraft strength is just right.

In a month's time, I was familiar with Princeton, the imperial capital of omor. In the past, Locke in the main urban area has gone about one-third. Many places have left some impressions, especially those I haven't been to. I want to see the world one day in the future.

In early February, the Imperial College officially opened. Students from all parts of the Empire came from all directions. The once empty and quiet campus became crowded and lively during this time.

The number of students in class 3, grade 2 also increased from more than 30 to more than 70, which is the actual number of students in their class.

There are many students, and there are many exchanges and frictions among the representatives. Locke is relatively low-key. Among the people he knows, only Henry and his small group members have not had conflict with others so far.

Compared with getting along with his classmates, Locke is now worried about his credits.

120 credits require the students to sign up for the projects they want to learn. Locke is not worried about the knight training course. He is worried about his own culture course. The knight perseverance college has a rigid requirement. The students need to take 20 points in a semester.

Complete works of Goethe's poetry, three thousand years of Empire, on the fit between riding and actual combat, Roosevelt's theorem proof...... Which to choose? Locke looked at a pile of books with a big head and couldn't raise money.

Angelina has helped him choose the complete interpretation of the word of the omore Empire and the rough talk of magic and fighting spirit, with 6 credits for one subject and 9 credits for one subject. Next, he only needs to choose a subject with more than 5 credits.

These two subjects, one of which Locke dabbled in foster and one of which Angelina can help him explain, are both easy subjects.

"How about three thousand years of Empire?" A pleasant female voice came from behind. Locke turned around and saw that it was Ailian he met in the canteen that day.