Rise Of The White Dragon Chapter 68
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With his mother and sisters in the car, Luan realized how they brought the car here: there was a rope tied to the front of the car. Luan with sensory perception knew that Ingrid had finished killing the beasts that were attacking humans and was bringing them towards him.
He still had time. He first went to Naga and with the knife made of a scorpion claw Luan started to dismantle the Naga using his Qi around the knife.
Luan mainly wanted the Naga's bones, as he would need enough strong bones to be able to create bone reconstruction pills, among some other pills to help his mother and sisters who had fractured and broken some bones.
Although the Naga's bones were few, the skull, in particular, was very strong. Luan took the Naga's head that he had cut and plucked all the skin and flesh, leaving the skull clean. He kept it in the trunk of the car and continued to dismantle the Naga. The skin could also be used to create damage-resistant clothing. Despite suffering an attack from what appeared to possibly be a missile or something similar, the Naga only suffered internal injuries from the impact; its scale and skin were still intact. If it weren't for the fact that Luan was using his Qi to surround the knife, he wouldn't have even been able to penetrate the Naga's skin.
With that done, Luan sat on the floor and meditated. This was to make it easier to use his sensory perception. He soon found Ingrid along with the people who had accidentally entered the dimensional crack coming in his direction. In addition, he noticed the existence of a tree in the middle of the desert.
'This is...' Luan was not sure, but if it was what he thought it was, it was something of great benefit to him.
Luan didn't wait for Ingrid to arrive. He started pulling the car in the direction that he felt the presence of a tree. Not wanting to be disturbed, Luan manifested his aura. This made all the beasts of the desert flee whenever they felt Luan's aura.
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20 minutes later, Luan arrived in front of a tree. It was full of vitality and it had some white powdered fruit that looked like cauliflower.
'It's really the white powdered fruit!' Luan was excited that there were 6 of these fruits. He came over and picked up all six.
Usually, this type of tree only grew in the middle of the desert and took all the nutrients from the sand to create white powdered fruit. Although it was not tasty to eat, it was very useful for creating pills.
Luan put his hand on the white powdered fruit tree, and used his Negative Qi, denying the growth of the tree, but leaving the energy that had been collected for all these years. Gradually the tree began to shrink until it became a small seedling of white branches.
Luan cupped his hands and removed the seedling from the desert land.
What Luan had just done was one of the real reasons why he became an alchemist. He could deny the growth of something, without affecting the energy that was collected, and whenever he planted it again, the growth was several times greater. Besides, just as he could deny it, he could deny what he denied. In other words, he could make it go back to what it was before he denied it.
Another reason was when the pill creation process was about to fail, he could deny the process and start over, however, he was not able to do that now, as his Negative Qi did not reach that stage.
Of course, this improved a little because of the technique: Negative White Dragon Transformation.
Having finished what he wanted to do, he placed the white powdered fruit tree seedling in the trunk of the car. He also located the dimensional gap that led out of the desert and back to land. Now he just needed to wait for Ingrid, who was bringing the people who were caught by the dimensional gap.
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'There are about thirty people, including old people and children... It will be a lot of work to erase their memories...' Although he wanted to talk about the dimensional cracks, he was in a hurry to go home and he couldn't let the journalists surround him because of it. Also, when he would end up presenting the game, he planned to use the army to make people think that they were the ones who had developed this technique and simply used his company to create the game.
Being the center of attention now would not bring so many benefits. It was better for him to strengthen himself without being noticed than to draw unnecessary attention.
Minutes later, Ingrid was almost there with almost thirty people following her. Some were crying over their lost family members, while others looked everywhere for fear of more "monsters" appearing.
"Heroine, you can't walk too fast. You can't leave us here! You must protect us!" A big, muscular man said with fear, almost ordering her to protect him.
Ingrid ignored him, obviously, and continued to walk in normal steps.
'Damn…' The boy, named Cleiton from the Ramos family, swore under his breath and struggled to walk faster. He had been attacked by a scorpion before Ingrid arrived and because of that, he couldn't walk very fast. He, who came from a wealthy family and had never suffered so much, was cursing even Ingrid's dead ancestors. If it weren't for the fact that he feared Ingrid would abandon him, and if he was not in danger, he would have attempted to rape and hurt her.
"A car!" Although some had noticed car tire marks on the way, it was hard to believe that a car had managed to get here. Car engines drew the attention of these "monsters" and it was also difficult to drive a car because of the sand throughout the desert.
"Luan." Seeing him leaning against the car, but not seeing Maira, Cristina, and Catharina, Ingrid was afraid, but seeing him pointing at the car, she concluded that they were inside.
"My mother and sisters got hurt by fighting..." Luan said vaguely.
"Ohh..." Ingrid was concerned, but if it was something too serious, it was possible that he would have left first.
"Let's go?" Luan indicated for them to follow him.
"Let me ride in the car too, I am hurt!" Seeing Luan pull the car, although surprised, Cleiton Ramos asked Luan to aid him, almost shouting, as he called everyone's attention to himself.
He even tried to hobble more than before to make people feel sorry for him.
Because of that, he had won some sympathy from some of the people there.
"No." Luan's response was short and blunt.
"How can you do that? Are you going to let an injured person walk in the state such as I am. You might as well let me in the car." Cleiton Ramos was angry, but he was not too thick, since he feared Luan's apparent strength. However, in his mind, Luan was a normal person, only slightly stronger than other ordinary people. When he would end up leaving this place, Cleiton Ramos vowed to make Luan's life a living hell.
'This young woman is also very arrogant...' A sinister smile formed on Ramos family heir's face when he stared at the sand beneath him. However, this did not go unnoticed by Luan.
Cleiton Ramos had been studying abroad all this time in England. He had only just returned a week ago and did not know anything about Luan. This is why he assumed that he was an "ordinary" person.
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