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nKlein retreated as his mind spun rapidly.

nThere had always been a question.

nIf the two of them dug from both sides of the wall at the same time, would they meet halfway?

nKlein had also thought of another scenario.

nIt was possible that the black membrane didn’t mean that they had dug through. It was just a teleportation portal.

nOr perhaps, both sides had entered the black membrane at the same time and couldn’t touch it at all.

nKlein wanted to go. He was unwilling to leave by digging another catacomb.

nHe coveted the silver treasure chest!

nAt the same time, he thought of making a trip to the abandoned Earth Dragon nest.

n‘Why don’t I take a risk and give it a try?’

nKlein thought about it and felt that this method wasn’t reliable.

nThe main reason was that he hadn’t tested it.

nLure the Sand Troll away? Or try to fight the Sand Troll?

nKlein took out the runic crossbow and calculated the chips in his hands.

nFirst, he had an anesthetic, a runic crossbow, and the ability to fly.

nSecond, he still had the Skeleton Potion that he hadn’t produced, and he still had a pet that he hadn’t released.

nIf he produced the egg, he could add another helper.

nPerhaps it would be a particularly awesome pet?

nKlein didn’t hesitate any longer.

nHe immediately sliced open his finger and dripped his blood onto the runic egg.

nJust like the day Little Fox was born.

nThe silver-white patterns on the eggshell emitted light.

nThe runic egg shook violently.

nKlein placed the runic egg on the ground and simultaneously paid attention to the catacomb where the Sand Troll was located, indicating that there hadn’t been any changes.

nMore than ten seconds later.

nThe eggshell shattered into pieces.

nUnder the silver light, the outline of the new pet gradually took shape.

n“Pangolin?”

nKlein was taken aback

nThe little thing looked a little like a pangolin, but it was more gas-filled and mechanical.

nIts outer layer looked like it was covered in a hard mechanical armor, with sharp edges and corners.

n“Yay, yay, yay!”

nThe little thing’s crawling speed wasn’t slow at all. In a flash, it came to Klein’s feet and circled around him.

nKlein opened the pet interface.

nHe looked at the details of his new pet.

nTornado Pangolin

nName: Unnamed

nStatus: Healthy

nAbility: Assault Hammer, Terrain Modification

nHe looked at the details of his ability.

nAssault Hammer: Instantly increases its speed and uses its hard head to hit the enemy. Lasts for 1 second. Cooldown time: 5 minutes.

nTerrain Modification: Changes the existing terrain. It can be used to create traps or buildings.

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nTwo abilities. One was offensive, and the other was related to the terrain.

nKlein flipped through the Crypt Biology Guide again.

nTornado Pangolin: It has a hard outer shell. As long as it curls up into a ball, it will be invulnerable. The claws of most crypt creatures are unable to harm it. When it charges, the rocks will shatter. Living in the soil all year round, it can easily excavate and change the terrain.

nThis fellow’s weakness was that he was overly curious.

nThe risk factor wasn’t high, less than thirty.

nHowever, compared to Little Fox, the Tornado Pangolin was more useful.

nIf he set a trap in advance, and the Sand Trolls returned…

nKlein already had a good idea.

nHe thought for a moment before saying, “I’ll give you a name too. From now on, you’ll be called Little Wind.”

n‘I’ll still extract a word from the original name.’

nLazy naming method!

n“Yay, yay, yay!”

nThe Tornado Pangolin bounced on the ground, his pair of eyes turning into a crescent moon. He seemed to enjoy it very much.

nLittle Fox sized up the Tornado Pangolin. She raised her chin proudly with a hint of disdain.

n“Fill the soil back first.”

nKlein filled up the tunnel he had just dug with sand.

nThen, he took the two pets and flew to a protruding rock that was more than ten meters high.

nHe set up a fire.

nHe opened the production list.

nExcellent Skeleton Potion: Poison Spotted Grass 12

/3, White Bone Flower 10

/2, Bloodstained Grass 9

/2, Water 7800m

/100m, Fire Source

nHe took out a stone bowl and chose to make four portions.

nSystem notification: Poison Spotted Grass-12, White Bone Flower-18, Bloodstained Grass-18, Water-400ml

nSystem notification: Skeleton Potion successfully produced.

nA sticky potion appeared in the bowl.

nKlein forged a few more sets of crossbow bolts.

nHe smeared all of them with poison.

nThen, he took out an anesthetic and smeared it all over.

nAfter doing all of this, he brought Little Wind back to the surface.

nThe reason why he had gone up to the surface to produce it was mainly because he was afraid that the Sand Troll would return during this period of time. It was just to be on the safe side.

nKlein looked at the notification in the catacomb ahead again.

nThere’s a Silver Treasure Chest in the catacomb ahead. There’s a Sand Troll patrolling its territory. If you try your best, you might be able to defeat it after paying a certain price.

nThe notification changed!

nIt meant that there was a chance to defeat it with the addition of a pet, as well as the preparation of poison arrows and tranquilizer arrows.

nKlein thought for a moment and said, “This is the probability of victory for entering the catacomb ahead. If I set up a trap here and wait for it… The success rate will definitely be higher.

n“As long as I can hit more than a dozen arrows, I don’t believe that the Sand Troll can withstand a large dose of poison and tranquilizers!”

nKlein turned around and gave Little Wind an order.

nHe requested that the large piece of sand in front of him be transformed into a soft, quicksand terrain.

nLittle Wind did as he was told.

nHe drilled into the ground, and in less than three minutes, he drilled out of the soil again.

nThis piece of sand has a loose structure and belongs to the quicksand terrain. Be careful of sinking into it.

nAfter Klein observed it, a notification appeared.

nEverything was ready except for the east wind!

nIf the Sand Troll didn’t turn back, all the work would have been in vain, but Klein could go straight to the next catacomb.

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