What kind of life will the little demon king, sent to a nunnery to 'cultivate her mind and body,' encounter after transmigrating to a wasteland apocalypse?
After living in the wastela...
The male player took out the things he needed from the system space, cinnabar, yellow paper, a wooden sword,... and a black bowl. He put some materials that Shen Tangtang couldn't understand into the bowl and ground them.
After a while, he added the potion, dipped a special brush in the material, and then painted on the white cocoon.
Pitiful screams were heard from the white cocoon, and the male player's hands did not even shake, which showed that he was very professional.
After a while, the white cocoon was dying, and Shen Tangtang felt that the spider spirit's vitality was draining away, as if it had returned to its owner's body.
But can people outside still be alive if they have been dead for so long?
Shen Tangtang was puzzled, but did not make a sound to disturb him. She found that a player jumped down from the cellar and was about to grab the credit, so she tied him up tightly with vines.
If she doesn't even try to grab it, then other players have no right to do so.
It would be a lie to say that she wasn't tempted by the reward from Heaven, but she actually hoped that the spider spirit would die.
If it really succeeds in overcoming the tribulation, then it will have no rivals in this world.
It has already survived the thunder tribulation and concealed the secrets of heaven. Of course, it can live a carefree and wanton life. Who knows how many lives will die at its hands in the future.
The white cocoon gradually stopped struggling, and the energy inside also weakened. On the surface, it looked like a dead cocoon.
The male player took out a knife and cut open the white cocoon, but he didn't notice that a white spider as thin as a hair was cautiously crawling out and running deep into the cellar.
Shen Tangtang's psychic ability was always paying attention to Bai Jian, so she naturally discovered this scene.
The supernatural power in his hand rolled, and a silent space blade stabbed at the spider that was trying to escape.
Pah~
White blood splattered everywhere, like a mosquito being swatted to death, leaving blood-red marks on the skin.
"You idiot, you let the spider spirit escape."
The two players tied up by Shen Tangtang yelled at the male player, "How can this be so impolite? Can't they just burn him?"
Why do you want to cut it open and see why?
The male player woke up as if from a dream. He actually didn't know why he used a knife to cut open the white cocoon. He wanted to say that he was controlled, but looking at the dagger and the white cocoon in his hand, he felt he had no way to defend himself.
"Never mind, let's look in the cellar."
"Didn't the guide say it? This spider has the ability to control people. The closer the distance, the stronger the control."
"Hey, little girl, please let us go. How long will it take for the two of you to find us? We only have an hour to leave the dungeon. We need to solve this problem quickly so we can go back safely."
Shen Tangtang glanced at the player who called her, and a green light flashed on her hand, and the vine returned to her hand.
From what these two players said, it was clear that they had read the guide and knew most of the things, but the spider had been killed by her, so I didn't know whether they were surprised or surprised.
Several players started searching in the cellar, but there were so many dead insects and snakes in the cellar, not to mention the corpses all over the floor, that it was quite troublesome to search.
The cellar was filled with corpse poison, and the smell was so pungent that it made people cry.
After a while, several of them couldn't bear it anymore. People with special abilities are also human beings, and it is not easy for them to hold on for so long.
"Just burn the bottom down. It's a waste of time to search for it."
A male player suggested it, and no one objected.
Shen Tangtang didn't say anything and was the first to climb out of the cellar.
A ray of sunlight shone on her. The clouds in the sky disappeared without a trace, and the rain stopped. The warm sunlight shone on the earth, sweeping away all the bad luck.
Of course, it would be better if there weren’t a group of people lying outside the ancestral hall.
"Has the rain stopped? The thunder has also disappeared. It seems that the spider demon will not be able to survive this thunder tribulation."
"Humph, it couldn't survive in the first place. If it hadn't tricked so many people into coming here to disperse the thunder tribulation, it would have been chopped into pieces long ago."
"Stop talking, let's burn the bottom down quickly! If it escapes later, this instance will fail."
Other players also climbed out of the cellar one after another. They disliked each other, but did not attack each other.
Wait for the last player to climb up, light the tinder, say "run" and throw it in.
Shen Tangtang listened to the advice and teleported away from the ancestral hall.
With a bang, the cellar of the ancestral hall exploded, black smoke billowed, and the ground caved in.
"Holy crap, bro, what did you put in the cellar?"
"Nothing much, just some gasoline. Plus, the cellar was filled with poisonous gas, so if there was a fire, it would explode."
"How clever! I admire you!"
“Same here!”
“…”
Shen Tangtang was speechless as she listened to the players who had run out next to her talking to each other. She looked at the forum and found that there was still half an hour left before the end of the dungeon, and the dungeon did not end early because of the death of the spider spirit.
She was sure that the spider spirit was dead, but what did this mean now?
Shen Tangtang glanced around and found that except for a few players who were still talking, most of the people were lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.
Sir, what is the solution to this question?
Not only Shen Tangtang was puzzled, but other players were also puzzled. Only two players who had read the strategy guide looked embarrassed, and some were hesitant to speak.
"Brother, stop looking so constipated. Tell me what to do."
"This...someone in the strategy guide said that when the spider spirit dies, the larvae in people's bodies will become restless and disrupt their functions. The only way to solve this problem is to drive them out."
“Who among you knows how to deworm?”
"Who has anthelmintic medicine?"
"No, you have to go to the pharmacy in town to buy it. Only the anti-worm kits in the pharmacy are effective."
"What's the point of doing that? We can't leave the village."
Shen Tangtang heard the discussions of the players around her and thought of Tao Meimei's situation.
The deworming kit they were talking about…seemed like they had it.
"Um...is this what you're talking about?"
Shen Tangtang took out a sachet from the space, which had a faint medicinal fragrance.
The other players all looked over, but they had never seen it in the pharmacy, so they were not sure for a moment.
Some players did notice this insect repellent bag.
"Isn't this the insect repellent bag I sold on the forum before? I bought one too. Did you buy this at the pharmacy?"
Some players also took out identical small sachets from their waists.
Okay, everyone has the same insect repellent bag.
The players all looked at Shen Tangtang, "Did you sell this insect repellent bag on the forum? Where did you buy it?"
Shen Tangtang saw everyone looking at herself, touched her nose, and said, “The pharmacy in town.”
"Do you have any extra ones? I want to buy another one."
“I want to buy it, too. I want to buy it, too.”*8
The players who said they wanted to buy the packs did not have any deworming packs. They could feel the worms in their stomachs, but no medicine worked. Now they were feeling depressed and worried that they would not be able to make it to the end of the dungeon.
Shen Tangtang only had 5 extra bags, which were not enough for everyone to share, and...
"What should we do with these people on the ground? I think they're still breathing, and we can't contact anyone outside to come and rescue them."
Shen Tangtang pointed at the tourists and villagers lying on the ground. After the villagers' vitality returned, they also resumed breathing, but it seemed that they would not live long.