Saving the World in an Apocalypse-Style Text Game-Chapter 719 - 355: Divine Kingdom’s Flying Dragon, The Uniqueness of its Feed_2
[Several limbs thicker than a person thrashed within the flesh membrane, stretching it thin and revealing frightening shadows...]
Lin Xun’s eyes lit up.
"This is like a delivery right to my door, looks like I can get a freebie..."
[You tentatively remember the button the ’Hatching Pond Lord’ had just pressed on the control panel, seeing it sitting right next to the hatching pond, a bold idea spontaneously sprouts.]
[You remain hidden, silently moving to the control panel...]
[The control panel is styled strongly in an alien civilization aesthetic. It’s made entirely of flesh and bone, and all over it, there are large and small eyeballs, which serve as the panel’s buttons.]
[At the top of the control panel are several semi-translucent blood vessels, four of which are shriveled, containing no blood at all.]
[Only the very top blood vessel is filled with a significant amount of deep purple plasma, still about one-fifth short of being full.]
[You guess, based on the words of the ’Hatching Pond Lord,’ that these few blood vessels are the progress bar for hatching the ’Wyvern’.]
[The four empty blood vessels correspond to the four empty hatching ponds, while that nearly filled with plasma corresponds to the ’Wyvern’ that’s about to break out.]
[Would you like to operate the control panel, based on the buttons you noted earlier?]
[You look towards an eyeball tucked into the corner of the control panel. A bloodshot, gruesome eyeball, and you decisively press down on it!]
[Another thick blood vessel extends from the hatching pond’s membrane, instantly wrapping around the ’Hatching Pond Lord.’ It struggles wildly in horror, but can’t break free.]
[The ’Hatching Pond Lord’ desperately turns its head towards the control panel, only to find no one, no presence by the panel at all.]
[It cries out in desperation, don’t eat! Don’t eat it! It’s the adjustment table malfunctioning...]
[The words remain unfinished when it is engulfed by the blood vessel, embedded into the flesh membrane, and dissolved into nutrient-rich plasma pulp.]
[Your figure gradually materializes beside the control panel, no, rather it should be called the adjustment table.]
[You see a large amount of plasma suddenly being injected into the blood vessel at the top of the adjustment table, filling it almost completely.]
[Just as you rejoice, you see that the hatching progress appears to be almost complete, yet there is still just a tiny gap left, about a tenth still short of being full.]
[Would you like to continue adding nutrients to the hatching ground in order to hatch the ’Wyvern’?]
[Or would you rather not add any more nutrients, simply waiting for the ’Wyvern’ to hatch in silence?]
Lin Xun furrowed his brow.
According to the words of the ’Hatching Pond Lord,’ if the progress bar is one-fifth short, one or two of the ’Wyvern’s’ abilities, specifically skills, would be missing.
That one being only a tenth short probably wouldn’t miss any skills, perhaps at most, it would miss out on a single skill.
"Damn! This Hatching Pond Lord is a total scrub. Even as fertilizer, it falls short."
[You scan the room, which is entirely empty except for you and the ’Wyvern’ currently hatching. There’s not a single creature in sight...]
He rubbed his chin, deep in thought.
If the panel in front of him is officially known as an ’adjustment table,’ then he could possibly control it using ’elementary Feathered adjustment.’
He had previously occupied the shell of a ’Hatching Ground Lord’ in Tentacle City’s hatching ground.
There’s only a one-word difference between ’Hatching Ground Lord’ and ’Hatching Pond Lord.’ He wondered if he could infest this shell to unlock the adjustment table’s options.
[You infest the shell of the ’Feathered Hatchery Lord’!]
[You fall into deep thought as you look at control panel in front of you...]
[You are familiar with using the ’primary Feathered adjustment’ technique to alter the War Mother, creating Feathered ones. You are not familiar with this strange control panel.]
[However, since both involve adjustment and only the creature being adjusted is different, while you may not be able to perfectly manage the adjustment table to create a new ’Wyvern,’ you are able to use the table to extract a lot of useful information.]
[The Wyvern in the adjacent hatching pond is about to hatch, with only about five or six minutes left until it does.]
[And the technology for adjusting ’Wyvern’s’ is extremely mature. The required nutrients can only be more but never less. Even if just one percent less, the power of the ’Wyvern’ after hatching will drastically decrease.]
[If you need to inject more nutrients, and let the ’Wyvern’ hatch perfectly, it needs to be completed within a limited time.]
With the ’Wyvern’ about to hatch, the remaining time is definitely not enough for him to go to Beetle City and kidnap a few Feathered ones to use as nutrients.
And even if he did have enough time, using Feathered ones that have already turned into extremely evil monsters as nutrients, it’s debatable whether a normal ’Wyvern’ could be hatched at all.
Lin Xun narrowed his eyes, a thought popping into his mind.
In the past, Buddha sacrificed his own flesh to feed an eagle. Now, he would sacrifice his shell to cultivate a Wyvern.
"I hope the strength of the Wyvern won’t disappoint me..."
[You swiftly approach the hatching pond, looking at the constantly squirming flesh membrane, you can already sense the terrifying creature inside gradually taking shape...]
Directly discarding the shell certainly won’t work - the shell would simply vanish.
But using the shell’s fatigue value to cause a blackout, leading to the shell leaving his body, could work, if only there was enough time.
Out of the mere three Feathered shells, aside from the ’Purgatory Angel’ and ’High Priest,’ there’s only the ’Hatching Ground Lord’ left. The other shell is a Mutated shell that was given to him at the beginning.
The ’Hatching Ground Lord’ has no attack skills. If it simply had to rely on draining its fatigue value, by the time its energy was depleted, the ’Wyvern’ would have already hatched several times over.
As for the option of plunging headfirst into the hatching pond, that was an absolute no-go...]
