Wasteland Border Inspector - Chapter 682

Chapter 682: Chapter 231: Blocking Contamination, 1 Rune!_3

Anyway, Tan Ming is entrenched underground in the Stone Province, so there will be plenty of opportunities to collect later. No need to rush at this moment.

As another fifty-meter range of vitality was drained, Cheng Ye’s size continued to surge, reaching two meters and ten centimeters. In the cave, he could almost look down on those crab fusion bodies.

Torn between continuing the slaughter of the Crab-men and absorbing more energy, Cheng Ye hesitated slightly, but in the end, he charged forward with twin blades.

The energy of the Ten Thousand Orders Land Conch has two metrics.

The Crab-men are its mana bar; as long as all Infected Bodies are not dead, it has infinite mana to confront Tan Ming.

The vitality of vegetation is its mana capacity. Only by maintaining life can it exert its full power.

To weaken it, both ends must be cut off.

“June 8th…”

The familiar roar fell, and like cutting grass, hundreds of chasing Crab-men collapsed, their bodies struggling violently, continuously spewing mucus and tentacles from their mouths.

Cheng Ye stepped forward and sliced off a few fallen Death Language Tentacles, yet didn’t gather any more crucial information, only collecting the most basic “Death Language Tentacles” compendium:

[Death Language Tentacles]

[Description]: An aquatic parasite originally from the deep-water silt layer, its entire body is a semi-transparent gray-brown shape, often entangled among underwater deadwood, sunken corpses, or rock crevices. When its tentacles touch the body of a deceased organism, it rapidly pierces the skin or scales, injecting the parasite and reviving it in a “Resurrectionist” form.

During the parasitic period, the Death Language Tentacles rely on fragments of the deceased’s memory, locking onto unfulfilled wishes, driving the Resurrectionist towards the wish’s goal. Should any creature explicitly point out the Resurrectionist’s “deceased” status, the host body immediately loses support, and the parasitic tentacle dies along with it.

[Current Parasitic Probability]:

Direct contact (Pollution probability: None; spreads only to the deceased)

[Currently Recorded Traits]:

Perception of the Dead (19.27%)

Death Language* (6.15%)

…

With only two simple traits recorded, Cheng Ye glanced at it and then turned away.

None of the skills with an asterisk can be equipped; he certainly didn’t want to be parasitized by the Death Language Tentacles.

The extracted trait would likely be at the lowest Lv1 and couldn’t be fused with the Shrinking Earth Giant Louse, which is Lv5, but only with the Flame.

“It would be nice if I could encounter an Extraordinary Creature that can accommodate all traits…”

Cheng Ye muttered in his heart, turning around to leave the battlefield.

He had no idea how things were on Luokuke’s side. As he ran, he deliberately headed towards the depths of the dense forest.

Whether it was the Ten Thousand Orders Land Conch that altered the cave space, the sheer size of the cave was bewildering. Even with his body size restored to two meters and ten centimeters, after running for nearly ten minutes, he hadn’t seen its end.

Once the Ten Thousand Orders Land Conch and the Demon Eye Sponge are contained, the cave can be transformed into a secret base.

Later, he could connect here through an elevator on the surface, conducting some experiments or even secretly farming, likely hard to detect.

While absorbing vitality, Cheng Ye was calculating in his mind.

After all, just by mimicking the method of the Ten Thousand Orders Land Conch, covering the entrance with the Cotton Room, it could work.

Of course, the prerequisite is not to alarm Lord Tan.

The large tree beside him had its last trace of vitality drained, and the withered trunk crashed down. With a surge of energy, his size expanded again, reaching two meters and thirty centimeters.

Again a wave of Crab-men rushed in, Cheng Ye shouted out the key information, and the crab crowd collapsed instantly, while his size shrunk back to one meter and eighty centimeters.

He immediately switched to another zone with vitality to continue his extraction, his size quickly returning to two meters and forty centimeters…

Another wave of Crab-men came to meet their end…

Using the vitality created by the Ten Thousand Orders Land Conch to deal with the Crab-men that it uses to guard its vitality.

This “using its methods against it” approach made Cheng Ye himself feel satisfied.

Even more delightfully, as he drew away the attention of most of the Crab-men, those remaining blood-red shadows finally had breathing space, frantically absorbing vitality throughout the cave, evolving into many powerful individuals.

Some blood-red shadows grew to two meters tall, wide and stout, with muscles on their arms almost bursting, transformed into muscular men, capable of blasting several interfering normal Crab-men with one punch.

Some were as thin as monkeys but three meters tall, with limbs thin and long like blades, sweeping to harvest the crab crowd widely.

There were even a few incredibly massive “big guys,” growing up to four meters tall, even Crab fusion bodies would be crushed with a mighty jump landing on them.

And what’s most important, these evolved blood-red shadows no longer rushed over to fuse with him at first sight.

When the two sides met, they would proactively yield the ground of vitality beneath them, signaling Cheng Ye to absorb, then turn to other places.

“Hey buddy, don’t go?”

Cheng Ye watched the four-meter-tall ‘big guy’ turn away with a rumble, unable to resist calling out twice, “Tan Ming! Tan Ming! Come back and team up!”

Such powerful combat strength, if commanded, would undoubtedly be stronger than fighting alone.

Regrettably, not a single figure could understand his words. They seemed magnetically repelled, not allowing him any chance to get within fifty meters, only silently clearing scattered Crab-men from afar.

Thanks to these “allies” conducting activities around, the pursuit intensity of the Crab-men significantly weakened, allowing Cheng Ye to finally focus on absorbing vitality in peace.

“Alright then, I’ll just keep absorbing…”

He simply squatted on the ground, pressing his hands into the soil, mentally tearing at the surrounding green energy.

When one area was exhausted, he immediately moved to another.