LWGP - Chapter 162
Chapter 162: Fanlin Village
The true extent of Wei Yuan's ambition was unknown, but its manifestation was definitely related to Mist Town.
Lin Xiaoniang said timidly, “He wouldn't be thinking of sending these butterflies outside of Mist Town, would he? To other regions, like cities or something. Speaking of which, the closest city to Mist Town is Haiguang City, which has several million people. If these butterflies can spread the mist's poison gas, then…”
Xie Jiang said, “It's not just about spreading poison gas. The mist toxin is terrifying, but it's not a contagious plague, so it can't spread over a wide area. Even if these butterflies were sent out, the amount of toxin an individual can carry is limited. Moreover, the butterflies we've seen aren't aggressive, so it would be hard for them to have a major impact. Therefore, I'll venture a guess—the true purpose of these butterflies lies with plants. Compared to their contact with humans and animals, they touch plants the most. Once these plants are contaminated with the toxin… if the source of the mist toxin is also a plant, then the plants of the outside world will become its breeding ground.”
Lin Xiaoniang said, “That logic makes sense. And the power Wei Yuan has now probably comes from some plant, a plant that's likely connected to the origin of the mist toxin in Mist Town. He's stalling for time, probably because he's arranged for someone to go find this plant. But since we've figured it out, Wang Jiu must have known for a long time.”
Everyone suddenly got it and fell silent.
Speaking of which, in terms of the average quality of talent and experts, no team could compare to Cai Market. The people in it were said to be freaks, but freaks generally had large brain capacities. After all, one of Cai Market's screening criteria was specifically for intelligence.
So, after calming down and mulling over the current situation, the few of them had managed to deduce something that was eighty to ninety percent correct.
Their logic was self-consistent, with no flaws.
But… they also knew this was hindsight. The initiative had already been seized by someone else—Wang Jiu.
So what was Wang Jiu doing now?
The Blood Corpse didn't seem to be a match for Zhang Jue, because Zhang Jue had become far too strong.
“If he hadn't suddenly mutated, he shouldn't have been able to beat this Zhang Shen, which is why he needed to borrow our strength. But it's different now. I don't understand. He's right here. Even if that plant has a huge effect on him, how did it make him suddenly stronger from a distance?”
“Who cares how he got stronger? This is a game! It's probably related to the game mechanics!”
The crowd didn't understand and could only chalk it up to the game's design.
“The Blood Corpse can barely hold him down now. Everyone else, attack!”
“Get up!”
A few big shots shouted, and the people playing dead on the ground got up. With a wave of attacks, plus the Blood Corpse, they finally managed to fight Wei Yuan to a standstill.
Wang Jiu was among the attackers. Wei Yuan was locked in a deadly battle with the Blood Corpse, Zhang Shen. The piercing branches and vines were terrifying, each strike causing an air blast. No one dared to get within a five-meter radius, but the Blood Corpse could also control vines to resist.
They were manipulators of alienated plant abilities, a type of control different from the limitations of skills.
Players' methods were skills, and skill usage was generally restricted by cooldowns and Spirit Power consumption. Unlike them, who could freely control their alienated abilities. This was the gap.
This also proved why Weapon Mastery was ranked by Wang Jiu from the very beginning as the strongest of the four masteries.
Level 9 Weapon Mastery allowed them to bypass the difficulty of physical control, making them comparable to martial arts masters, and it had no restrictions whatsoever.
Their deadly struggle left the players breathless. But just then, Xie Jiang and Tan Yingzhou suddenly felt that something was wrong.
“Watch out!”
Someone cried out in alarm. As Wang Jiu was attacking, numerous inconspicuous, slender tendrils suddenly shot up from under her feet.
They were very fine, finer than hair, so they couldn't be detected as they moved underground. Wei Yuan knew that with Wang Jiu's level of perception, she could detect and evade any nearby attack instantly.
So, while fighting Zhang Shen, he had quietly arranged a surprise attack with the most unnoticeable underground tendrils.
He succeeded. Wang Jiu was indeed caught off guard. But so what?
She had a barrier!
But to Wei Yuan, what did a barrier matter?
Bang!! When the barrier was instantly pierced, Wang Shu and the others couldn't bear to watch.
Wei Yuan's current attack limit was five or six times stronger than the strongest attack of anyone present.
There was no way Wang Jiu could withstand it.
In that brief moment, everyone thought of countless possibilities. The most common was that this rascal Wang Jiu had a trump card, that she was playing the pig to eat the tiger. But no. She didn't get stronger, nor did she suddenly pull out some awesome item.
She didn't even manage to dodge.
She could only take it head-on, resisting directly with her Golden Armor defense.
Clang!
She actually withstood it.
Everyone was stunned for a moment. Before they could react, they saw Wei Yuan let out a pained howl. His body twisted, and dense bulges appeared under his skin, as if swelling, only to quickly shrink and sink back in.
It was probably a very violent change, causing him extreme pain and also drastically weakening his attack.
“You… what did you do?”
His eyes were scarlet as he shrieked the question at Wang Jiu. But Wang Jiu didn't waste time talking. She just stroked Weeping Blood and slashed at him. The pained Wei Yuan sensed the danger and narrowly retreated, but the Blood Corpse, influenced by the bloody aura, roared and slapped him from behind.
Wei Yuan spat out blood, then Wang Jiu used a combination of skills like Witch Drain and Blood Wrath, fiercely plunging her blade into his chest.
Wei Yuan grabbed the blade with both hands, trying to stop her from piercing his heart. But his strength was now less than a tenth of what it was before, likely due to a backlash. Compounded by the heavy blow from the Blood Corpse, he was even weaker. Unable to resist, he was pinned to the wall by Wang Jiu's blade.
Bang!
The wall cracked. He struggled frantically, trying to break free from the blade, but Wang Jiu was too ruthless and drove the blade all the way in.
Wei Yuan's face turned deathly pale. He gave up on the blade and instead grabbed Wang Jiu's wrist, his fingers digging into her flesh. His face was savage as he said, “Your people… how did they know about Fanlin Village?”
He couldn't believe it. Even he, who had repeatedly interrogated that old bastard back then, couldn't get him to talk. He had spent many years searching for it without success and had only found out about Fanlin Village in the last few days. How could she know, having been here for such a short time?
Wang Jiu said, “Even after he kicked the bucket, your adoptive father isn't the type to enjoy scratching his coffin lid.”
Wei Yuan abruptly looked at the Blood Corpse not far away. Everyone else also suddenly remembered that when they first saw the coffin in the incinerator yesterday, they had indeed heard creepy scratching sounds coming from inside. It had scared them badly at the time.
So those scratching sounds were actually a kind of secret code?
Perhaps a frequency-based code.
In any case, they didn't understand. Probably only Wang Jiu had noticed the meaning contained within the sound at the time.
So last night, she wasn't just talking privately with Xie Jiang. She had arranged for another group of people as well.
Luo Sheng suddenly remembered something, “That's right, one team is missing.”
Which team.
Dong Long was jolted awake, “Hao Ze!”
Far away, in a small village on the edge of Mist Town called Fanlin Village, a terrifying mist shrouded the area. The place was long deserted, remote and eerie. But there was a large, old camphor tree. A vial of potion was stuck into its thick trunk, but it had already been shattered.
It was a gene potion.
Inside was Wei Yuan's—that is, Zhang Jue's own—gene potion. Only by implanting his gene potion into this old camphor tree, the source of the mist toxin, and letting it fuse with the tree could he raise the upper limit of his genetic mutation and truly obtain the old camphor's power.
The reason for his haste was simply because Xie Jiang and Wang Jiu's teams were too strong. Once his identity was exposed, he wouldn't be able to resist their combined forces.
So, he developed the gene potion and had his subordinates rush it to Fanlin Village. But unexpectedly, Hao Ze and his team also arrived, running right into these subordinates as they were inserting the gene potion into the old camphor tree.
Hao Ze's team killed these subordinates with a group attack and then shattered the gene potion.
This was what stopped Wei Yuan's transformation.
“Watch out for the mist gas. Don't let too much of it get inside you.”
“I wonder how Wang Jiu and the others are doing over there.”
Hao Ze and his team had successfully completed their mission and felt that their own interests were now tied to Wang Jiu's.
If she KO'd this dungeon, then they, who had been listed as one of her teams, could get participation points based on their performance this time and, in turn, get a share of the resources.
If she failed, then everything would be uncertain.
As they were thinking this, back in the crematorium, Wei Yuan had also figured it out. Just as Xie Jiang and the others freed themselves up to surround him, his expression turned fierce, and countless sharp branches suddenly shot out from his body.
Swish!
Wang Jiu took a few steps back and reactivated her barrier. Under the violent assault, the barrier blocked the branches.
At the same time, Wei Yuan's body released a terrifying mist of poison gas.
This poison gas was blackish-red, mixed with the blood from his body. He had actually infused his own blood into the poison!
“He's cornered!”
“Get out, quick!”
Xie Jiang and the others cried out in warning, but many people still had their toxicity re-triggered. The residual, uncleansed poison in their bodies caused their HP to start dropping again…
Even if it was just at a rate of -1, -1, -1, it made them turn pale with fright. Everyone had no choice but to flee outside. But when the poison took effect, it also exacerbated their physical weakness, making them fatigued and powerless, even moving became difficult. They could only take the few remaining antidotes they had been given earlier.
But would it be in time? If Wei Yuan released more and more poison… they wouldn't have enough antidotes!
We're doomed!
This was a final move meant for mutual destruction. Wei Yuan had kept this trick up his sleeve to drag everyone down with him.
Just as he was about to succeed, Wang Jiu swiftly swept Weeping Blood in her hand, knocking him back against the wall.
Wei Yuan frantically released the poison gas from his body, enveloping Wang Jiu.
At this moment, Wang Jiu's HP didn't drop much because she had spent a whole night replacing all her blood. But if the poison entered her body, it would still weaken her.
Just then, a ball of coal suddenly shot forward and cruelly gouged out Wei Yuan's eyeballs with its two claws.
Wei Yuan, blood gushing from his eyes, screamed in agony. Abruptly, the release of poisonous, bloody gas from his body stopped.
The eyeballs gouged out by Bai Bai fell to the ground, revealing their true form as technological products. Everyone came to a sudden realization.
“His control system is in his eyeballs! This son of a bitch, he's even ruthless to himself. No wonder he could receive all kinds of information.”
Wei Yuan's final killing move was broken, and he was heavily wounded a second time by Wang Jiu. He was now on the verge of death.
In this situation, Wang Jiu expressionlessly grabbed him by the neck and dragged him in front of the incinerator's opening.
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