Dragging his injured body back to the camp, Wang Sheng threw aside the loot and began to treat the wounds on his body.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, Wang Sheng took off the bandage that had just been temporarily wrapped on his body.

Looking at the several wounds on his body, Wang Sheng couldn't help but frown slightly.

Although most of the wounds on Wang Sheng's body have stopped bleeding at this time, and given his physical condition, it is estimated that it will not take long to heal, but before that, these injuries will indeed affect his combat effectiveness.

Wang Sheng had three serious injuries on his body.

Among them, the wound on the left calf, which was bitten by Black Fang's dying counterattack, was the deepest, but it had the least impact on Wang Sheng.

After all, Wang Sheng's left leg was already lame, so another wound would not be a problem.

The second is the wound on his left arm that was pecked by the Iron-clawed Night Crow.

Because this wound was located on the arm, it had a considerable impact on Wang Sheng's combat ability. However, fortunately, the wound was not on Wang Sheng's dominant right arm, so it was acceptable.

Finally, there is the scar on the right shoulder that was scratched by the Iron-clawed Night Crow.

This wound is the shallowest, but because it is located on the right shoulder, it has some impact on Wang Sheng's actions, but the impact is not significant.

I unearthed a water bag kindly provided by an aunt in the village from my luggage.

After taking a sip of water, Wang Sheng found a palm-sized oilcloth bag from his luggage.

Open the bag and there is some light green rough powder inside.

Wang Sheng poured some water into the powder, mixed it into a slightly thick green paste, and then put it aside.

After washing the wound with the water in the water bag, Wang Sheng took the mixed green paste and began to apply it on the wound.

This paste made from green powder is actually an ointment made by the hunters in Yunshui Village. It is specially used to treat trauma. It is said to be very effective.

As the ointment is applied, the original burning pain in the wound is gradually replaced by a comfortable cooling sensation.

call!

After exhaling a long breath, Wang Sheng took out the cloth and began to bandage the wound.

Although the wrapping was a bit bulky and ugly, Wang Sheng still successfully completed the bandaging of the wound.

After packing up the items, Wang Sheng began to inspect the loot.

Leaving aside the two special weapons of Night Crow Iron Claw and Black Fang Double Blade Ax, there are some other things.

It includes several pieces of nugget gold, totaling about 2kg.

Three skins of spirits, totaling about five or six liters.

A packet of herbs with unknown effects.

Some vegetarian dry food.

Oh, yes, there is also the pair of iconic black iron fangs of Black Fang.

Wang Sheng deliberately pried it off and took it away in order to understand his hatred and remind himself.

Of course, the kobolds actually had more than these things on their bodies, but Wang Sheng did not take them all away.

First, it’s because time is tight.

Secondly, it's because most of the remaining items are of low value or strange, such as smelly animal skins, unknown dried meat with hair, poorly maintained and shoddily made weapons, etc.

Even if these things are lost, it's not a big deal.

Of course, these were Wang Sheng's own opinions. He didn't know that he had also missed a magical beast heart with special power.

After sorting out his belongings, Wang Shengsheng sat down under a boulder sheltered from the wind, covered himself with a blanket and began to rest.

That night, nothing else happened except for being awakened twice by the howling of some unknown beast.

At dawn the next day, Wang Sheng had already woken up.

After releasing the weapon that he had held tightly in his hand all night, Wang Sheng stood up from the ground and began to move his body, which was a little sore from curling up all night.

Except for his left hand, which is a little weak due to the wound on his left forearm, everything else is fine.

As for the pain, it was just a trivial adjustment for Wang Sheng.

After moving his body, Wang Sheng came to a small stream that he found during yesterday's investigation. Wang Sheng washed his face and then started to change dressings for the wound.

Maybe he was attracted by the smell of blood.

Just as Wang Sheng was cleaning his wound and preparing to change the dressing, a nearly two-meter-long crocodile suddenly rushed out of the stream, opened its mouth and bit Wang Sheng.

Click!

The crocodile's big mouth full of sharp teeth bit a rusty double-edged axe.

"What did I think it was? It turned out to be a crocodile."

Wang Sheng muttered something, then swung the hand holding the ax handle violently, and threw the crocodile holding the ax blade in its teeth onto the shore.

The injured left foot stepped directly on the crocodile's head.

Wang Sheng raised his ax and ended its life neatly.

After dealing with the crocodile, Wang Sheng continued busy without caring.

Being used to seeing all kinds of monsters and magical beasts, an ordinary beast like this crocodile was nothing to Wang Sheng.

After changing the medicine, Wang Sheng dragged the crocodile's body to the creek, took out his dagger and prepared to process the food that was delivered to his door.

After working for a while, Wang Sheng stopped, looked at the blunt-edged dagger in his hand and shook his head slightly.

Although this dagger is quite sharp, it is after all just an ordinary item used by village hunters. It is usually used for skinning and cutting meat, but it is somewhat ineffective when dealing with the thick skin and hard armor of crocodiles.

Coupled with Wang Sheng's rough and unskilled use, it is normal for it to become dull.

Putting away the dagger, Wang Sheng thought for a moment before pulling out the Night Crow Iron Claw pinned to his waist.

He reached out and touched the sharp claws of this strange weapon. The sharp claw tips shone like blades, which made Wang Sheng nod with satisfaction.

Sure enough, Wang Sheng was not disappointed with the sharpness of this claw, which could break through copper and iron bones and strengthen double defenses.

The thick skin and hard armor on the crocodile is no more than a piece of paper in front of these iron claws.

Wang Sheng wielded the Night Crow Iron Claw and quickly opened up the crocodile's belly, cut off all the internal organs and threw them into the water, leaving only a heart that was definitely edible.

After everything was taken care of, Wang Sheng returned to the camp carrying the crocodile's body.

After relighting the fire, Wang Sheng set up a simple grill and put the cleaned crocodile directly on it with a string of wooden sticks.

Even the crocodile heart was stuck next to the fire with a sharp branch.

After looking at the wild deer 'charcoal blocks' cooked by his wild cooking skills yesterday, and at the crocodile that was gradually giving off the aroma of meat under the flames, Wang Sheng made a decisive choice.

After kicking the 'carbon block' into the corner of the camp, Wang Sheng sat down by the fire and waited quietly.

After waiting like this for more than an hour, the crocodile was finally almost cooked.

After sprinkling the salt brought from Yunshui Village, Wang Sheng couldn't wait to start.

After devouring the food, Wang Sheng touched his belly and burped with satisfaction.

Although Wang Sheng has a big appetite, the crocodile is not small either.

Wang Sheng was full after eating only one roasted crocodile leg, one roasted crocodile tail, and one roasted crocodile heart.

After resting for a while, Wang Sheng took the luggage bag.

After some screening, Wang Sheng left most of his things in the camp, leaving only some of his trophies and necessities such as water and food.

After cutting off a few large pieces of crocodile meat and stuffing it into his bag, Wang Sheng picked up the streamlined luggage and was about to open it.

Before leaving, Wang Sheng looked at the roasted crocodile that was still sizzling on the fire.

After a little hesitation, and in line with the principle of not wasting as much as possible, Wang Sheng found some moist fresh leaves and covered the fire directly.

Seeing the grilled crocodile being gradually wrapped in thick smoke and entering the smoking step, Wang Sheng tightened the weapon in his hand and turned around and left.

Smoked crocodile meat will last longer.

Wang Sheng estimated that he would never come back after this trip, so this camp and the half of the smoked crocodile would be left to the people or beasts who were destined to come later.

After leaving the camp, Wang Sheng walked directly towards the center of the molar hill.

After coming to this world and starting the trial mission, Wang Sheng gained the ability of [Basic Language].

Therefore, during last night's battle, Wang Sheng generally understood the language of the kobolds.

He learned that the big kobold he killed was named Black Fang, and he was the leader of the black-scaled kobold tribe entrenched in Molar Hill.

Because he was unaware of the existence of kobold elders, Wang Sheng subconsciously believed that the leader of the Black Fang tribe was the leader of the black-scaled kobold tribe.

Now that the leader of the clan, Black Fang, has been killed by him, the remaining kobolds are like a pack of leaderless dogs, which is not enough evidence at all.

Wang Sheng estimated that as long as he destroyed the black-scaled kobold's lair this time, [Dilemma 3: The kobold occupying the mine] should be completed.

But speaking of mines, judging from the kobold gold I had seized before, the mine occupied by the black-scaled kobold tribe is most likely a gold mine.

If in the original world, I could have a gold mine at home, I would probably have enough food and clothing for the rest of my life.

What a pity.
To be continued...