A few days passed.

The battle costume designed by Richard has been made.

The whole outfit looked no different from ordinary clothing, almost identical, which was exactly what Richard wanted, to attract the attention of others.

However, in some parts of the inner layer of the garment, there are a lot of non-Newtonian fluids, which can be called in time if necessary.

For this, the price paid is that it is a little heavy to wear, and because of poor breathability, it will be a little stuffy over time.

Regardless, Richard now has three outfits for different situations.

The first set, combat costumes.

The second set is an airtight protective suit made in order to eliminate harmful substances such as chlorine and viruses during the exploration of the tomb.

The third set is ordinary everyday clothing.

After some consideration, Richard decided that it was enough to wear everyday clothes in a safe area, such as the world inside the box or the laboratory in the courtyard outside.

And when entering the zone of uncertainty - when going out, you can wear combat clothing.

If you enter some special, tomb-like places, or some special circumstances, you can wear protective clothing.

......

The world inside the box.

Biological functional sector, confined cabin.

Richard was wearing a hazmat suit, and carefully picked up a small sealed glass tube, which he could see contained a small half bottle of brown powder, like soil particles of some special texture.

Richard gently placed the small glass bottle into a metal iron bucket, fixed it, filled it with burlap to cushion the impact, and then unceremoniously sealed the iron bucket.

After doing this, Richard took off the beak gas mask of his protective suit, wiped the sweat from his face, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Although he knew that it was almost impossible for an accident to happen in the operation just now, he still had to prepare for the worst. After all, until now, his body staining caused by taking "Hundred Waves of Multi-Breath" had just completely subsided, and he didn't want to do it again - the brown powder in the glass vial before was the mushroom fungal spores that had caused him to break out of pneumonia and almost die in a very short time.

After the pneumonia was resolved that time, he obtained the fungus seedlings from the grave, and has been carefully cultivating, and after continuous screening, and the effect of the "drifting bottle", he has obtained a batch of spores that are perfect and can be used as weapons. After some processing, he was ready to save it and use it when he needed it.

This is another experimental project he has completed, and there are not many experimental topics left in his hands, and when he completes the equipment of the portable laboratory, he can really consider leaving White Rock City.

Thinking like this, Richard carefully disinfected his whole body, changed out of protective clothing, changed into ordinary clothes, walked out of the biological function sector, and walked into the main laboratory.

After entering, Richard went straight to the wooden frame on the side of the circular test bench, removed a few scrolls from it, opened it, looked at what was written on it, and thought about the work that had been done in the laboratory for a long time.

At this time, Pandora had nothing to do, and was bored, and dragged several large boxes of glass from the corner, her eyes shining in admiration.

Richard glanced at it, didn't take it seriously, and went about his business.

Pandora ignored Richard either, and reveled in the sparkling fragments, looking left and right, and then nodded, her expression became a little serious, her lips opened and closed a few times, and she said in an imperceptible voice: "It should be enough......"

It should be enough!

Pandora moved her hand and poured out the shards of glass from several boxes, poured them to the ground, piled them up into a small mountain, and reached out to touch the surface of the hill.

Strange to say, I saw that the glass shards quickly softened and turned into liquid, starting to flow and deform, centered on the place where Pandora's palm touched.

Well, glass is melting, glass is being reshaped – glass is not a metal, but as an amorphous object, it can be melted down and repurposed like a metal. In other words, if the glass is broken, it does not lose its value, and it can be treated and remade into the utensils before it was damaged. However, Richard did not do this, considering that the price of the glass container was not too high, and there was no need to save, and he didn't have too many thoughts about the broken glass fragments, so he gave them all to Pandora.

Now, Pandora is using these glass shards to create something she wants now.

What she wants, under the control of special abilities, slowly takes shape.

The first is a huge head raised, and the head is attached to the neck, and the neck grows over the majestic body. Then on both sides of the body, huge wings are born. Immediately after, a tail grows from behind, and sharp claws grow from the abdomen.

A dragon has appeared!

This is the last full-grown dragon in the world that can shapeshift, and his name is ...... Gregory.

Little by little, the glass solidified and hardened, and Pandora stood beside it, looking at the statue motionlessly, with no expression on her face, not knowing what she was thinking.

A hand landed on Pandora's head and rubbed it gently.

Pandora tilted her head slightly, seeing that she didn't know when, Richard threw away what she was busy with and appeared beside her.

Pandora subconsciously leaned towards Richard.

Richard spoke up and asked, "Do you want Gregory?"

"......" Pandora was silent for a long time, nodded, and then shook her head.

"I ...... I don't know, I just think...... Anyway, I don......'t know," Pandora said earnestly, without tears, as if she had stood at Gregory's grave.

"Whew-"

Richard let out a breath, rubbed Pandora's hair, and said, "Are you afraid of something? You don't seem to have encountered anything during this time, so why do you suddenly want to create a statue of Gregory?"

"I'm ......" Pandora was silent for a long time again, looked at Richard for a while, looked him in the eye and asked, "You're leaving, aren't you?"

"Hmm......" replied Richard, suddenly realizing something, "Oh, I see." ”

Richard understood, Richard really understood why Pandora was suddenly scared.

Recently, he has been preparing for his departure, and he is very busy, and the communication with Pandora has become very little unconsciously, and Pandora obviously feels it.

So......

"Richard. Pandora looked at Richard and asked, "Will you take me with you when you leave this time, will you take me out of the forest as you did when you left me?"

"Yes. Richard patted Pandora on the head and reassured him with certainty.

"Do you do it no matter what happens?" asked Pandora.

"Yes. ”

"Why?" asked Pandora.

Richard raised his eyebrows, looked at Pandora and said, "If you said before, one-tenth of the reason was because of Gregory's entrustment, one-tenth of the reason was that you were pitiful, and the rest was that I thought you would grow up and might be useful - I have the patience to wait for you to grow up." ”

"And now?"

"Now, you've grown up, you've been useful. ”

"Frightened?" Pandora's eyes widened with surprise and amazement, not knowing what Richard meant.

Richard's expression became serious, he pointed to the glass sculpture next to him, and said loudly: "Why don't we put aside some unnecessary things first, and then you can explain to me well, when did you have the ability to spontaneously generate high temperatures above 600 degrees Celsius and flexibly control fluid shaping?"