Gou Fugui stood in the white mist, pondering how to resolve his current predicament.
Although he said that the mist was unethical and was causing him to get lost, he felt that this world should not be a world of ghosts and monsters. After all, if there really were ghosts, they would not need the mist to cover up; they could just cause trouble at night.
So after standing there for a while, the wealthy and beautiful woman was more inclined to believe that this was a matter within the scope of "science," but people just hadn't had time to study it thoroughly yet.
Since that's the case, then we can only try that one really, really cute one.
But if he really becomes that cute creature, I wonder when he will be able to find Song Sanchuan?
But at this point, Gou Fugui could no longer hesitate. He closed his eyes and searched through the golden pages in his mind's eye, finally finding an adorable creature with long fur, strong arms and sharp claws, and a black eyeshadow around its eyes. Then, this naturally smiling creature lit up in the photograph—
[Sloth Fugui: Ah...you...said...what...? Ha...ha...ha...ha!]
Traits/Skills:
1. Huh? I... won't... get... poisoned.
Complete transformation: Sloth, a mammal, shaped like a monkey and slow-moving. Because it needs to eat a lot of eucalyptus leaves every day, it has evolved a powerful detoxification system in its body, which has a resistance to plant toxins, especially leaf toxins, equivalent to immunity.
Bloodline Enhancement (No Level Restriction): Resistant to most plant toxins, including but not limited to plant toxins that attack the nervous system such as paralysis, pain, and hallucination.
2. I...can...detoxify...
A complete transformation: Sloths are the only mammals that can grow plants on their bodies. Because of their long, thick fur and slow movement, fungi and algae grow on their fur.
Associated algae can serve as a food source for sloths, while the fungi attached to their fur can resist most viruses.
Bloodline Boost (Basic): You can pull out three small green algae balls from your hair every day, which randomly have the effects of "replenishing physical strength", "replenishing mental strength" and "basic anti-inflammatory".
Note: All food has a shelf life, so perhaps we should consider different preservation methods.
3. As long as I'm slow enough.
Complete transformation: Sloths move very slowly for various complex reasons. In actual tests, they can only travel 500 meters in an hour, which is slower than a tortoise.
But being slow has its advantages; you can't rush things! As long as I'm slow enough, the enemy won't be able to spot me, and as long as I'm slow enough, the energy I lose won't keep up with the energy I replenish!
Life is not about movement, but about stillness. The more you jump around, the more miserable your death will be—that's the truth I've come to realize.
Bloodline bonus:
The slower you move, the less likely you are to be detected by the enemy. Once you stop moving, you will enter a state of "extreme camouflage" and will almost never be detected by the enemy.
Additionally, stamina recovers slowly when completely still, but stamina is probably not that important to sloths anyway.
4. Ineffective/Negative Characteristics:
Good fortune may be the harbinger of misfortune, and misfortune may be the harbinger of good fortune. Everything has two sides; one cannot generalize from a single instance.
Staying still certainly makes it harder for others to notice you, but... moving too slowly can sometimes cause some trouble for yourself and others.
But Lazy doesn't think this is a bad thing! Once you get used to Lazy's pace, you'll discover... how wonderful the life of a laid-back, laid-back person can be!
And there's also a particularly famous friend named Lightning!
After the light flashed through the white mist, Fugui was still Fugui, but he now had a serene smile on his face, and his appearance and mental state had changed from being tense to being relaxed and carefree.
He stood still and slowly looked left, right, forward, and backward, taking a full minute before finally speaking.
"Ah...so...it really is...poison."
The reason he kept seeing the same scene in the fog was that when he entered the fog, he inhaled trace amounts of toxins in the fog, which caused visual and sensory hallucinations.
So even though he was moving in the direction indicated on his wristwatch, what he saw with his eyes and what he touched with his feet was not real.
So when he transforms into a sloth with a higher level of defense against toxins and viruses, because his internal systems and even his skin are eliminating and alleviating the toxins, the environment around him looks completely different.
The steps that had appeared before him three times were gone, and even the red rope he held in his hand was now hidden in the mist behind him.
Lazy Rich Man's mind had already figured out the cause and effect in a few seconds, but his fast thinking could not be reflected in his slow body.
Although he now understands why he keeps seeing the same steps, if he were to have the bloodline of another animal, his vision and sense of touch would still be affected by the fog, making it difficult to reach his destination. In other words, he would have to rely on the bloodline bonus of the sloth Fugui to move forward.
"Ugh...this...is really...frustrating...!"
Sloth Fugui forced a Buddhist-like smile onto his face, slowly raising his wrist as if in slow motion to check the correct road indicated on his watch. He was certain that as long as he kept walking in the direction of ten o'clock, he would find the place where Song Sanchuan was.
So... what are we waiting for? Let's go!
So the sloth Fugui began his "stroll" through the fog.
He slowly lowered his wrist, taking fifteen seconds.
Then I looked up at the ten o'clock position, which took five seconds.
Then, he took a deep breath and lifted his left leg to take a step forward. He tried to take a big step, showing his determination to reach his destination as soon as possible. However, it took him 25 seconds to lift his leg, raise it halfway, and slowly lower it.
He took one and a half steps forward, which took him a whole minute.
If you calculate it that way, ten minutes is fifteen meters, and in an hour he can travel a full ninety meters!
That's incredibly fast!
Sloth Fugui: "Fast... my ass... ah... fuck..."
"Fast my ass! Holy crap, it takes a minute to walk two steps forward. At this ridiculous speed, it'll probably be dark by the time he gets to Song Sanchuan's location!!" He knew that sloths, those quirky and adorable creatures, were indeed slow, but he never expected that being in human form would slow him down this much!
The sloth Fugui was shocked by his own speed, but even though he was frantically babbling in his mind, the words he spoke seemed to be sped up by 0.25.
This made him lose even the will to fake a smile; he absolutely could not succumb to the extremely slow bloodline of Sloth Fugui!
If all else fails, he can walk quickly! He can increase his speed! If all else fails, he can run!
The sloth can't run because its hind limbs have degenerated; he's a person now! He can definitely run fast!!
So the sloth Fugui began his brisk walk in the fog, even trying to speed up his leg movements to run like the wind.
And the result of his efforts was—
Song Sanchuan had finished a glass of pineapple-flavored sparkling water, couldn't resist going to the bathroom, and when he came back, he looked at the little dot of his "rich brother" on the computer screen. It had finally moved forward... one body length.
If converted to actual distance, it's about ten meters.
Song Sanchuan furrowed his brows into a Chinese knot, tilting his head as he looked at his laptop like an old man on the subway looking at his phone.
"No... five minutes have passed, how come he's only moved ten meters forward?"
Song Sanchuan's expression suddenly changed! Could it be that some terrifying monster had appeared in this mist?!
The thought that his wealthy brother might be surrounded by some terrible monster and unable to move made Song Sanchuan very worried.
Should he rush out now to rejoin his teammates?
At least he had a full set of equipment to walk into the fog.
His combat ability is not very strong, and it is difficult to use guns in the fog. Basically, the danger he faces is close-quarters combat.
In this respect, he may be inferior to the wealthy sons who have special bloodline advantages.
Song Shanchuan anxiously started tapping his fingers again, and at that moment, a young man next to him leaned over to look at his computer and finally couldn't help but ask:
"Hey bro, I've noticed you've been looking at your laptop the whole time. What's that red dot on the laptop? It looks like it's moving slowly. Is it the drone you're controlling? Or something else?"
Song Sanchuan originally didn't want to talk to the young man next to him who kept trying to talk to him, but when he heard the words "drone," his eyes lit up and he slapped the young man on the back.
"How could I forget I also have a drone?!"
It was all because of the thick fog that he subconsciously dismissed the drone's usefulness. But now his brother Fugui was within a five-kilometer radius of him, and he could easily control his simulated little titmouse to check on Fugui's situation!
This way, he can determine whether or not he should risk entering the fog, and also find out what problems his wealthy brother has encountered.
So the young man who was being photographed, who was grinning from ear to ear, saw this baby-faced cool guy, who looked like a sports enthusiast, wearing camouflage sportswear and carrying a big backpack, pull out a... little white sparrow from his backpack?
This little sparrow looks round and fluffy, just like a little white ball.
But who would carry a sparrow in their backpack?
However, the next second the young man's eyes widened - because the fluffy white sparrow, which had been pressed somewhere by the round-faced Ku Ge, suddenly flapped its wings and chirped twice, and then flew up directly in the fast food restaurant!
This little white, round sparrow, which was chirping, immediately caught the attention of everyone in the fast food restaurant.
Everyone was feeling quite listless after being cooped up for three days, so they couldn't help but stare at anything cute they saw.
"Where did this little sparrow fly in from?"
"That's not a sparrow! That's a silver-throated long-tailed tit!! It's such an adorable little bird!! But how did this little guy suddenly appear here?"
Then everyone quickly realized why—
The college student sitting next to Song Sanchuan exclaimed with a look of utter disbelief and admiration:
"Dude, you're awesome! Is this your drone?! Holy crap, this isn't a drone, it's practically a bionic robot!!"
Song Sanchuan tested his little titmouse by flying it around the fast food restaurant. Only after confirming that all functions were working properly did he have time to deal with the college student and the group of people who had gathered around.
"Strictly speaking, this is not a bionic machine... its main function is still monitoring and exploration. It has a battery life of four hours and a maximum flight distance of five kilometers."
"Tsk, even though I can't transform and don't have an orange cat, I can still create an animal kingdom for myself!"
Song Sanchuan muttered something to himself, a little resentful, and then looked at the group of people standing to our side.
"Could you please open the door a crack so this little thing can get out? My friend is here; he seems to be trapped in the fog, and I want to check on him."
A mechanical genius has appeared in an ordinary fast-food restaurant—who could refuse his request?!
Moreover, just by looking at the chirping, lifelike mechanical bird, they knew that the young man's level of power was probably beyond their imagination. The person standing by the door immediately pulled open the glass door and curtain of the fast food restaurant, and then the monitoring and remote control aircraft, which Song Sanchuan named Little Sparrow, flapped its wings and flew out.
This drew another round of praise from everyone.
Then, almost everyone in the fast food restaurant, openly or secretly, gathered around Song Sanchuan's table, wanting to crane their necks to see what the beautiful, fluffy mechanical tit looked like when it flew, and what it could discover in the fog.
They themselves couldn't get out of the fog, but now they can see what's inside. How can that not be exciting?
So everyone craned their necks to look at the computer screen. Song Sanchuan was also seriously controlling the mechanical mountain to fly towards the location of his Fugui brother, while activating the infrared thermal monitoring function to monitor the surrounding situation.
“…Hmm.”
At first glance, the fog appears to be nothing more than a grayish-white expanse, and there doesn't seem to be anything beyond imagination.
"Ah! Almost there! This little white dot is about to overlap with that little red dot! It would be best if our little white sparrow flew a little higher, just in case there are some monsters in the fog!"
The college student who initially tried to get close to him couldn't help but excitedly offer a reminder.
Song Sanchuan paused for a moment to activate the mechanical little tit's defensive function, but did not make it fly higher or slow down.
When the small white dot and the small red dot on the computer screen almost overlapped, Song Sanchuan also saw his long-haired, wealthy brother, who was particularly eye-catching even in the fog, in the vision of the mechanical little sparrow on the screen.
Meanwhile, the crowd in the fast food restaurant who were watching also spotted the large, black zongzi (sticky rice dumpling) that had emerged from the fog and was completely covered up by a mask and hat.
Everyone: "Hiss..."
This is wrapped up very securely.
Song Sanchuan also hissed and then smiled. At least the little sparrow had circled around and didn't find any danger in the vicinity.
This was the best-case scenario he had envisioned.
He activated the mechanical titmouse's communication system and shouted directly at his wealthy brother:
"Fugui, why are you so slow? I thought something happened to you on the way! I was so scared that I almost put on my protective suit and went to find you! Luckily, I had my homemade monitoring titmouse!"
"Are you having trouble finding your way in the fog, which is why you're moving slowly? From now on, just follow my little titmouse!"
"Come on, brothers, speed things up! Let's work together to crack this endless fog!"
After cheerfully shouting his message, Song Sanchuan controlled his mechanical little titmouse to fly quickly toward the fast food restaurant.
He was looking forward to embracing his brothers and comrades-in-arms soon!
As a result, even after the little tit had flown dozens of meters away, he still couldn't see Gou Fugui, who should have been running behind him. On the computer monitor screen, the red dot that belonged to Gou Fugui had only moved forward one body length.
Song Sanchuan: "???"
The second time, the old man on the subway was looking at his phone.
He suddenly thought of a possible way to nervously control his little titmouse to fly back, and then made the little titmouse circle around Gou Fugui to monitor his brother's situation from all angles.
"Fugui, are you injured?! Or is there something wrong with your body? Are you poisoned somewhere?! Can't you walk? Do you need me to pick you up?! What happened? Don't just look up at me! I'm so worried, tell me what happened!!"
Gou Fugui: Damn it, I'm definitely poisoned! I'm not injured, I just can't walk fast. What are you babbling about here for?! Stop letting this little tit fly around in front of me, it's really annoying! And at this rate, by the time I explain what happened, it'll probably be dark. Are you sure you can hear me until the end?!
So, after the little sparrow, who was roaring like Song Sanchuan, had circled Gou Fugui for the tenth time, the sloth Fugui, who was annoyed and frustrated, finally couldn't take it anymore and spoke up:
"good……"
Song Shanque: "Good? What's so good about it? Are you even doing well right now?!"
"alright……"
Song Shanque: "You're all better? You mean you were poisoned or injured before and now you're all better? Ugh, can you just tell me all at once? I'm getting impatient."
"Fine... shut up!"
Song Shanque: "...Huh?"
"Shut up...wait..."
Song Shanque: "Waiting for what?"
"Wait... for me... to get there!!"
Song Shanque: "..."
"We'll talk about that later!!"
Song Sanchuan: ...It’s over.
His wealthy brother is in serious trouble!
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