Chapter 151 Slugs: Disgusting Slug Sea Beast

He lies buried in his hometown, ranked number one on Channel 8 of Region 15347, a level 17 special profession Astrologer, a superior profession to Astronomer, who gains considerable combat power by giving up some buffs.

Another meteorite fell into the sea monster horde. A sharp, unbearable pain shot through Changmian's head. She shook herself violently, and a girl came up beside her to support her.

"Sister Mianmian, are you alright? There are more and more sea monsters, let's run!"

"You can run for a while, but can you run forever?" Chang Mian's eyes were resolute as he opened his book and began to summon the next meteorite.

"Hey! You blockhead!"

The girl slammed her hand on the table angrily. "You're willing to leave your hometown, even if you're buried there? Isn't it because you can't let go of the other people in the stronghold?"

She wanted to say there was no need to care about anyone else. She wanted to say that with her professional skills, she could easily outrun the sea monster for a day or two. She wanted to say let them die, and that the two of them could take their inheritance to other channels and find new life.

In any case, many people are willing to leave their last supplies to their final resting place. Every minute they live longer, they can receive a lot of supplies. This is the final destination for all precious things.

But Chen Pi Shui also knew that if Chang Mian Gu Li was such a person, then he would not respect her at all, and there was no reason for him to stay by her side at this time, thinking of advancing and retreating together.

If this continues, before the others die, Changmian Guli will die from overdrawing her energy! Chenpi Shui knows that several players have died this way.

She was so anxious she was pacing around in circles.

Several more meteors fell, and the players, caught in the fierce battle, glanced at them furtively, gritted their teeth, and swung their weapons again.

Suddenly, the figure that had been standing straight in front of them fell forward without warning.

Chenpi Shui caught it in one gulp, and after confirming that Changmian had only fainted and was still breathing, a hint of smugness appeared on his face.

She looked around furtively. This was the rear, where only players using ranged attacks were present. In the Eternal Resting Place, due to the unique attack method, tall towers had been erected, so no one would notice them.

She carried the body to its final resting place on her back, secured it with ropes, and then, through some unknown means, completely vanished.

Run! She didn't want to die with these people, and Sister Mianmian couldn't die either!

Anyway, there are only a few hundred people left. It would be better if a few more died. It would be best if they could be integrated into a strong channel, Chen Pi Shui thought indifferently.

Before setting sail, she didn't forget to sneak into the warehouse and take most of the supplies. She left a lot because she didn't have enough space in her backpack. She didn't feel guilty at all when she did these things.

The supplies that the fleet teammates had pooled together before have long been used up, and now the warehouse is almost entirely filled with everyone's legacy.

These donated supplies were specifically given to Sister Mianmian. If she takes Sister Mianmian away, she will naturally take her personal property with her as well.

Even if those people were alive, they would still want Sister Mianmian to live!

...

"Sister Dixin, have you seen Xiaoling?"

I anxiously inquired about my fortune everywhere, and finally I reached the question in Shen Di's heart: Tao Ling had disappeared!

She had originally planned to take her younger sister to rest, but after counting the time, Tao Ling had already worked all day.

Perhaps it is her long-term disability that has made Tao Ling resilient. No one can force her to stop; she will always silently stick to her post.

But now, Tao Ling is gone!

Chen Dixin frowned, releasing his spiritual power while using the regional broadcast network to ask other players.

There was no news, and... it was too quiet!

Shen Dixin quickly realized this. Of the three broadcasting slots available, one was to be stationed outside the city and the other inside, in order to broadcast information at any time.

At this time, only players inside the city reported the news, while those outside remained silent.

He had been focused on the battlefield for three days, but this situation occurred shortly after he left. Without taking a break, Shen Dixin rushed to the outskirts of the city.

The situation seemed normal; the sea monsters had even slowed their attacks, entering a period of stability that usually occurs every one or two days. The players were able to deal with them without much effort, and the few that were injured were properly cared for.

Unperturbed by appearances, it continued to flap its outstretched wings and fly towards the city wall. After staring for a few more seconds, it understood why no news had come out.

The scene that greeted her eyes nearly made her eyes pop out of their sockets. The players on the field were divided into two factions. One faction, which made up 80% of the players, was fighting alongside the sea monsters and hunting down the rest of them. The other faction was in a panic, like rats.

Tao Ling flew anxiously in the sky, using her own wheelchair. It seemed that she was running out of energy. She was still getting used to this novel flying wheelchair. However, she was fortunate in the end because the unpredictable and strange trajectory made it difficult for ranged attacks to hit her.

But after all, she was just a sitting duck. No matter how she dodged, she couldn't escape the attacks of more than a dozen ranged players. Besides, she didn't seem to be too far away from these players. With the speed of Tao Ling's high-tech wheelchair, she could keep them completely out of reach.

The rioting players had lifeless eyes and their movements were not complex; in fact, they were stiff. Were they being manipulated?

Shen Dixin's expression turned solemn as a circular barrier blocked her path, preventing her from moving forward despite several attacks.

Hmm? No, that's not right.

She fired a few more crossbow bolts, wondering suspiciously why there was no energy collision fluctuation. Without hesitation, she continued to unleash soul strikes, and the feedback made her feel relieved.

It turned out to be an illusion array; there was no barrier at all!

As she continued forward, she indeed found herself in a maze that kept her spinning in circles. However, this did not deter Chen Qingxin, whose mental strength was solid and powerful. She only closed her eyes and sensed for a moment before breaking the illusion.

Suddenly, people inside and outside the illusion could see each other.

On the second city wall, the players who were on high alert found that the peaceful scene in front of them had been turned upside down in an instant. Acquaintances were either lying dead, oblivious to their own mortality, or chasing after their fellow humans with bloodshot eyes, or running away in panic, hesitant to even fight back.

Everyone was stunned. The overwhelming amount of information left them somewhat at a loss, unsure of what expression to make—surprise? fear? confusion?

The medic, who was so idle he was even dozing off, was suddenly dozed off. He jumped up with his grappling hook, but then stopped when he was about to bring back the wounded. Who should he bring back first? This one looks like he's about to die, but that one is being chased!

Meanwhile, some of the players in the illusionary realm burst into tears. Most of them could accept dying in the battle against the sea monsters, but what did it matter if they killed their own kind? They finally realized something was wrong!

Tao Ling also glanced quickly at Chen Dixin, then smiled with relief. Once her tense nerves relaxed, the mental strength she used to control the wheelchair couldn't hold up anymore.

She spun around and then fell down.

Without a moment's hesitation, Shen Dixin activated his speed-up skill and teleportation item simultaneously, finally managing to pick up the person before the sea monster.

The body was excessively cold to the touch. Tao Ling's mental strength had not been trained, so she could not fly for a long time.

She must have been desperate, so she thought of reducing her own weight to lessen the burden. She took off her prosthetic leg and thick cotton clothes, and was now extremely thin.

Shen Dixin hugged the person in his arms tightly and covered her with his coat.

No matter how much space she has, she doesn't carry clothes with her, but she has everything she needs for fighting!

She coldly gazed down, several tranquilizer darts appearing in her hand. She then bombarded the entire battlefield as if they were free, until no one remained standing.

Then, the only remaining active presence on the field was the enemy.

Shen Dixin's eyes were sharp as torches, locking onto a particular area. Without even using his sword, he drew it and began to slash.

Several sea monster corpses actually fell from the void—disgusting slug-like sea beasts!