'Resonance Hawk (named according to ability): Grey-feathered Hawk's second form, evolved form two totem. Cannot be upgraded.
Ability: Resonance Burst (The sarcoma on its head can resonate with the enemy's heart, increasing the burden on its heartbeat. Heavy cases will explode and die). Innate Strength (Extreme Strength) '
"Resonance Hawk?"
Garon carefully observed the sarcoma on the hawk's head. This tumor was beating like a heart. He reached out and touched it. There was a warm feeling, and the texture was tough like rubber. It did not feel as weak as it looked. He smelled it, and there was a fishy smell of eggs.
He stood up and looked around at the other silver totems. The other two Grey-feathered Hawks and Blue Back Lizards were cowering in the corner, shivering. They were so scared by the Resonance Hawk's power that they did not dare to approach.
He glanced at the corner of the hall. There was a pile of leftover bones. It seemed like some creature had been caught and eaten by these little pets.
Garon walked to the front of the storage room and opened the door with a key. Inside were boxes of various food and water.
These were things that he had prepared beforehand. It was enough to feed ten people for a year. This was also the reason why he had left his pets here.
He opened a box and took out some dry and hard green rice bread. This kind of long bread was very sturdy. Its hardness was comparable to a baseball bat. Just a little bit was enough to fill one's stomach for a day.
He tore a piece from the top and stuffed it into his mouth. Suddenly, there was a crunching sound of chewing, as if he was chewing on wood. He then took out a bottle of clean water from the side, unscrewed the cap and drank it directly.
Lifting up the box of food and water, Garon walked out of the storage room and closed the door behind him. He returned to the hall on the first floor.
He placed the box on the ground beside the sofa and sat down on the sofa. He wiped his face with both hands.
He had not been able to catch his breath for a long time. Now that he finally had time to rest, Garon sat on the sofa and unknowingly fell asleep.
In a daze, he did not know how long had passed. Garon suddenly woke up from the darkness. There were waves of deep swamp crocodiles roaring in the courtyard outside, mixed with a sharp and piercing cry of a baby.
He sat up immediately and felt that there were two more dots in his senses. They were moving together with the deep swamp crocodiles.
"Could it be a parasite?" He stood up, feeling that his head was still a little fuzzy. He rubbed his temples. "I don't know how long it has been since I've had a good rest since I came here … It's really comfortable."
As he sighed, he walked to the window and looked out.
Outside the window, in the courtyard of the villa, the Deep Swamp Croc had just bitten a dead baby and swallowed it in a few mouthfuls. It was surrounded by two black beetles that were half the height of a human.
The beetle was shiny, and its shell reflected a mirror-like light under the moonlight. The front of its head had no eyes or nose, only a large mouth full of sharp teeth, and a white snake's forked tongue constantly stretched out.
They were like two round balls. Their bodies arched forward, and their mouths could bite off a mouthful of flesh from their prey and stuff it into their stomachs.
The two parasites actually worked together to kill a Dead Infant. Their combat strength was quite good.
"Is that the parasite of the Deep Swamp Crocodile?" Garon carefully sensed the Deep Swamp Crocodile and immediately discovered that there was a subtle connection between the Deep Swamp Crocodile and the beetle.
With the help of the moonlight, Garon scanned the courtyard in front of him.
The flat grass in the courtyard had been completely destroyed, leaving only yellow soil and dark red bloodstains. The fence in the courtyard had also been knocked over and destroyed.
Outside, a few red-eyed rats scurried across the main road. There were also one or two unihorn lizards that slowly descended and crawled on the street. When the two lizards saw the Deep Swamp Crocodile and the parasites, they did not attack. They just treated them as their own kind and ignored them, slowly and leisurely passing by the front of the villa.
Garon let down the curtains and hid in the darkness of the villa.
Screech!!
From outside, the strange cries of the unihorn lizards could be heard. He was alone in the villa, walking up the stairs to the second floor.
After entering the study, he took out the small booklet from Angel from his pocket.
Three light yellow booklets were placed on the table. Garon gently pulled the curtains closed and used the match on the table to light the oil lamp. Suddenly, the whole study lit up.
He was very confident in the safety of the villa. The Deep Swamp Crocodile was currently patrolling outside, bringing along two of its parasites. Now, it was the third.
He had just observed that these parasites were equivalent to a Form One totem, and were considered to be one of the more ferocious ones. They were only slightly weaker than the unihorn lizards, and were quite good as guards.
"The Deep Swamp Crocodile can breed up to three parasites a day, but without a suitable parasite, it would be difficult to successfully parasitize them. While I'm learning the tactics, I might as well let it leave one parasite to guard the villa, and bring one out to hunt. It can be used as food and also catch parasites. "
Garon sat down, and gave the Deep Swamp Crocodile the command to hunt on its own and to maximize its parasitism.
The giant crocodile in the villa's courtyard suddenly crawled out from a dark corner, silently scurrying out of the courtyard and crawling into the distance. There was even a little beetle following behind it.
"Remember not to hurt anyone." Garon added another command. This was the good thing about silver totems. They had a certain level of simple intelligence, and could leave the main body to move on their own. Their loyalty was also unquestionable. He could monitor their movements at any time, and control their life and death.
"Resonance Hawk, go out and be on guard." Garon gave the command to the giant hawk in the villa.
Without a sound, a two to three meter tall giant hawk with a four to five meter wingspan took off from the courtyard, and landed on the roof of the villa. It quietly retracted its feathers and crouched on top of it. Its large hawk eyes scanned the surrounding hundreds of meters at any time.
Two Grey-feathered Hawks also flew up, and began to build their nests on the roof with branches and tree trunks in their mouths. The Resonance Hawk laid lazily on the roof, and ordered its two little brothers to build its nest for it.
Garon immediately chased the three Blue Back Lizards out, and had them patrol the courtyard at all times. He let them eat and live outside, and the villa was stinky because of these wild pets, and the smell was extremely unpleasant.
"Too bad their intelligence is still too low, and they don't know how to clean." Garon shook his head and sighed. He felt that with his little pets scattered around the villa, the safety factor had greatly increased. In this chaotic period, it was like the end of the world, and a sense of security spontaneously arose.
"Now, even the inner city of Iron Tank is not as safe as here. After all, these silver creatures are considered the same kind of monsters. It won't trigger a large scale monster attack. "
Garon sat up straight, stacked the three booklets together, and flipped open the first one.
"Angulo's Secret Technique: Vision Sharing"
The title of the book was a small line of delicate and elegant Kovitan common language, written in light red handwriting. As one of the strongest countries in the East Continent, Kovitan's language was very widespread, and many countries also used this language, and it was considered one of the common languages.
Garon flipped it open to take a look. This technique required the continuous release of fifteen Void Runes in a short period of time.
Void Runes were various symbols that were drawn in the void using one's innate ability.
This technique required fifteen Void Runes, and all of them were different shapes, without any repetition. Moreover, the lowest difficulty level required five strokes, and the highest required more than ten strokes.
Garon flipped through the required time limit: within three seconds.
He recalled when Angel released this technique, it did seem like there were very few movements, but when he thought about it carefully, it was true that her hand speed was very fast, and there was a slight tremble. It was not an uncontrolled tremble, but a regular and rhythmic one. It seemed like this was a more advanced technique to release the technique.
He easily flipped through the entire booklet, and it was still fresh in his memory.
Garon glanced at his attribute pane with satisfaction.
'Strength 2.66. Agility 2.72. Vitality 2.76. Intelligence 2.53. '
"My intelligence has completely recovered, and has reached the peak level of my previous life." Garon's gaze slid down, and looked at the skill pane with a hint of anticipation.
There was still no movement there, and it seemed that the technique did not meet the requirements to form a skill. Or rather, the potential points did not seem to have any effect on the technique.
He retracted his gaze somewhat disappointedly, and began to no longer be distracted, and carefully studied this Vision Sharing technique.
Time passed by minute by minute. The oil in the oil lamp gradually became drier and drier, and less and less.
Garon repeatedly memorized the entire booklet, and then began to draw the Void Runes one by one. Every successful drawing would ignite a faint white flame at the tip of his finger.
This was the mark of success or failure.
Pa.
The oil lamp's flame exploded, as if it had burned some impurities.
Garon instantly snapped out of his immersion.
With the Master-level Precision Blueprint skill, his hands were as stable as precision instruments, but he still could not pass the hurdle in terms of speed. He could only complete three Void Runes in three seconds.
He took out his pocket watch to look at the time, and it was already four in the morning, and more than three hours had passed.
"Even my Master-level Precision Blueprint stability is at this level, I don't know how difficult it would be for those weaker Master-level and Entrance-level."
Garon touched the edge of the booklet, and it was full of wrinkles from being flipped through for a long time. Clearly, no matter if it was the original owner or Angel, they had flipped through it countless times.
"If it doesn't form a skill, then I can only honestly and continuously practice, there's no shortcut." Garon calmed down, with the Divine Statue Technique, his endurance was amazing, and he only needed to rest for two to three hours a day to satisfy his physiological needs.
According to this progress, he estimated that he would need at least a month to barely master this technique.
But this was all because of the Secret Technique he had originally practiced, and his strong micro-control, plus the stability of the Master-level Precision Blueprint, that was why he could achieve this speed. If it were someone else, they would not even think about it in a year. But the real result was, it was very likely that they would not be able to achieve it even in a year.
The faint white light of the sky faintly seeped through the black curtain.
Garon stretched. He finally snapped out of his practice.
He glanced at the potential value in the attribute pane, and it had jumped from a pitiful 16% to 132%.
"According to the comparison from before, a unihorn lizard is equivalent to about 60% of the potential value, so now I already have the potential value of two unihorn lizards. Although those dead babies look scary, in reality, the potential value is not much. I killed one on the way, killed another one just now, the giant crocodile probably killed another one when he went out, and only reached 132%. "
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