Feng Ling couldn't figure it out.
But based on her experience, this situation was either related to the lizard's own abilities or to some special mechanism of this Maze.
As she pondered, several more streams of water shot toward her.
With her Scales protecting her body, these streams felt like getting sprayed by water guns at a water festival—neither painful nor itchy.
They were just annoying.
Feng Ling lowered her head, unzipped her waist pouch, took out a Grenade, pulled the Pin, and threw it at the lizard spraying water at her—
Boom!
A huge splash erupted from the lake, waves surged violently, and two or three Lizards slowly floated to the surface belly-up.
Grenades could explode underwater, and the shockwaves they produced were even more destructive in water than in the air.
These Lizards were not completely dead. One of them visibly twitched a hind leg, seemingly about to regain consciousness.
Naturally, Feng Ling would not give them a chance to escape. She waded forward a few steps, flung out Fangs and Claws, and dragged the Lizards ashore one after another. Then she chopped off their claws and legs to prevent them from fleeing.
Bright red blood soaked the grass.
Streams of blood converged like rivulets and flowed down the sloping ground toward the vast lake. The water near the Suspension Bridge gradually turned red.
Looking at the more than twenty Lizards on the ground, Feng Ling thought, If I hatch a male, then hatch a female, can they reproduce on their own?
But how was she supposed to tell males from females?
After thinking for two seconds, Feng Ling gave up on the idea. She selected the two fattest Lizards and hatched Stone Armadillos.
Some shallow game-like visual effects lit up. Light enveloped the flesh beneath her palm