"This is the crystal? It seems to have a special use … "
Above the pink swamp, the Watergloom was inspecting a crystal it had found in a pile of mud.
"Actually, we've already discovered its use," Cryopteris said, "It's something like a pointer."
"What?" The Scholar was surprised, "How did you find out about this function so quickly?"
"Because the information is constantly being updated." Cryopteris said, "Earlier, we used … brain-monsters to force the Primordial realm experts. We learned many things from them, such as some of their technology."
"This crystal has a … structure that always points in one direction. By inspecting the structure, we can discover that the crystal has always been pointing in a certain direction." Cryopteris said, "We just need to keep going in that direction, and we'll be able to … resolve the problem of getting lost."
With that, the Watergloom began to move. It ran off in a certain direction.
"That seems like a pretty good suggestion. I wonder where it will lead us …" The Scholar looked at the Bloodmist's head and said, "In that case, you came here … by accident, and you actually survived."
"I don't know what happened either," said the Bloodmist. "I just feel like the air here smells weird, and it'll knock me out, but it won't kill me …"
"It's useless now!" The Scorpion called out from behind, "It can die now! Let me kill it! "
"Gah!" The Bloodmist was surprised, "Why is it following us?"
"Ignore it for now," said the Scholar. "I want to see what the structure of your body is like … How do you maintain your life with only a head …"
"Don't tell me you're thinking of doing something strange?" The Bloodmist's voice was filled with some fear.
"No, no, I won't do that …" said the Scholar, "… Not yet."
"That's the result of winning a prize," said Cryopteris, "There are many special prizes in the Emerald Dragon's dream. These prizes can give them rewards in the real world. Most of the prizes are useless decorations, but some prizes include very useful items. For example, it should have won the prize for regenerating cells. "
"Regenerating cells?" The Bloodmist was surprised, "That's … the true form of 'resurrection'?"
"That's right!" The Explosive Roar Bug said, "Those cells will automatically repair your body. As long as your brain doesn't rot in an instant, almost everything can be repaired. But it's possible that your body will completely shatter during one of the repairs, so only your head will be preserved."
"So that's how it is … Does that mean I can regrow it?" Blood Mist asked excitedly.
"Of course. All you need to do is win another award. "Cryopteris said," But it's been so long … Quiet! Get down! "
Suddenly, the Hydrogons stopped, and the Cryopteris shut its mouth. At the same time, its entire body lay down in the cockpit.
The Scholar immediately knelt down, and the Blood Mist was stunned. He asked, "What happened?"
"Look at that."
Beep! An image popped up on the ground of the cockpit, showing the situation outside the Watergloom. There were a few slime-like creatures moving in the swamp not far away.
"What is that?" The scholar said, "It looks like …"
"That's the Primordial Realm." Cryopteris said, "This is their world, so they didn't transform and maintain their original appearance."
"Why didn't they discover this place?" The Blood Mist said, "Even though you're all lying down. But … "
"The machine is now changing colors." Cryopteris said, "I just analyzed the transparent creature's ability to blend into the environment. I think this machine can do the same thing … Sure enough, they can't discover it. Let's wait for them to pass."
After a while, the slime-like Primordial Realm creatures moved out of their field of vision, and the Hydrogons moved again.
"If there are Primordial Realm creatures here, it means we're very close to their gathering point …"
As Cryopteris said that, the Hydrogons began to move. The Hydrogons continued to run through the swamp. This run lasted for several hundred seconds, and the creatures in the cockpit finally saw … the edge of the swamp.
"This is …"
As the Hydrogons left the water, a vast area appeared before the creatures … It was a plain made of pure crystals.
"This place really is … smooth."
The scholar looked at the ground outside the Hydrogons. It seemed like it had been polished countless times. The sparkling ground was extremely smooth, reflecting the pink light from the sky.
The field of vision on the vast plain was extremely good. The scholar could even see some wondrous creatures moving on the plain in the distance.
These creatures had oval bodies, and they only had one limb to stand on. The structure of their feet was similar to … skating shoes.
It was just like what the scholar thought. These creatures were able to slide around on the smooth surface of the ground like experienced ice skaters.
However, what caught the scholar's attention was further away on the plain. They could vaguely see … countless huge crystals standing there, and there were many huge flying objects moving around them.
That place … was very likely a city of Primordial Realm experts.
"I think you've all noticed that place," Cryopteris said, "Next, we need to find a way to approach that place …"
"What do we do once we get close?" The scholar said, "We're supposed to study them, but it might be very difficult. Once we're discovered, we'll be attacked immediately …"
"There's a way," Cryopteris said, "We might be able to use this method to disguise ourselves as … Primordial Realm experts."
"What? Disguise ourselves as slime-like creatures? "Blood Mist's head said," How do we disguise ourselves? "
"No! I don't want to go to that place! Let me kill it quickly, and then we'll go back! " Scorpion yelled, "This place is shining everywhere. It's just too unpleasant!"
"Then you don't have to disguise yourself. Just stay here," said the scholar.
"What? You want to abandon me? "Scorpion seemed to be angry," I'd rather die than let you do that! "
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