Watching the crowd bustle around the foot, taking pictures and collecting samples...
Alvin walked over curiously to take a look. The part of the corpse they had cleared away and called a "foot" wasn't a foot at all. It was a black dragon's head the size of a supermarket shopping cart.
Alvin had never seen a True Dragon from Huaxia, but with that familiar ox face, deer antlers, and snake neck, it looked exactly like the legendary True Dragon.
The dragon's head the old professor had spent ages clearing away seemed to be pushing hard against the giant foot on top of it. Judging by its terrifying, contorted expression, it must have died in utter despair.
Seeing the old professor looking as excited as if he'd just smoked marijuana, Alvin crouched beside him and asked curiously, "How can you be sure he's Gonggong?"
The old professor frowned and gave Alvin a disdainful look. "I can't be sure he's the Gonggong you have in mind, but he's definitely a member of the Gonggong clan.
"In the myths, Gonggong stood on a Black Dragon and had a Green Snake wrapped around his arm. Now that we've found the Black Dragon, we just need to clear the body around his wrist to confirm his identity."
Alvin stared at the "bathtub professor" in astonishment, then said with amusement, "Aren't you getting excited a little too soon?
"What if this giant was trapped at the bottom of the sea and, when he got hungry, tried to grab a Black Dragon to eat...
"Maybe he stepped on it to free up his hands so he could deal with the dragon..."
Alvin glanced curiously at the dragon's head and grinned. "To be honest, this True Dragon isn't as big as I imagined.
"Gonggong must have stood on