Wang Zheng stood far away on the clouds, watching the shimmering water in the dense forest at the foot of a low hill.
Under the glow of the rising sun, a colorful mist rises, and the beautiful scenery before us hardly resembles a swamp; one might mistake it for a water forest park.
However, the rising clouds were clearly not good things; they were just wisps of miasma.
Sitting cross-legged atop the crimson clouds, admiring the beautiful scenery before him, Wang Zheng couldn't help but mutter to himself:
"No wonder this place is called the Seven-Colored Swamp. I didn't expect it to look so beautiful so early in the morning."
However, there was no biological activity in this vast expanse of water; neither the birds that perched in the trees nor the fish that swam in the water below could be seen.
Some places were filled with a deathly stillness, which, combined with the stunning scenery, sent chills down one's spine.
Wang Zheng circled the swamp several times on the red clouds, finally choosing a location to descend from the heavens and land on the southernmost riverbank.
In other words, he's going to take action against this group of bloodsucking flies.
Wang Zheng, who had descended from the clouds, was now sitting on a crimson cloud, wandering through the dense forest.
He looked around at the straight pond cypress and dawn redwood trees, curiously searching for the hideouts of the bloodsucking flies.
In the era of spiritual energy, even these cedar trees became tall and straight, with very dense canopies.
There were also dense aquatic plants and reeds on the water's surface, but after Wang Zheng swept the water around a few times with his long knife as a stick, no bloodsucking flies flew out.
Although Wang Zheng searched the cedar forest for a long time without finding anything, he was not in a hurry and then used his fishing technique.
He took out several low-level beast corpses that he had deliberately left unattended from his storage space, made a few casual cuts on them, and threw them around.
Watching the bloodstains on the beast's corpse quickly stain the clear water red, a dark cloud drifted in from the distant lake.
Upon closer inspection, Wang Zheng realized that this was none other than the second-grade exotic beast, the bloodsucking fly, that he had been searching for.
Unlike the bloodthirsty soldier ants that could also fly, Wang Zheng only heard a faint "thumping" sound as the two sides got closer.
Although this insect is called a blood-sucking fly, it is actually a type of elytra mosquito. Although it is not small, each one is about the length of a finger, but the sound of its flight is very faint, and it cannot be heard at all if you are not paying attention.
Although this bloodsucking fly is a second-grade exotic beast, there's not much to say about it. It's just like an ordinary summer mosquito, only enlarged in size. Apart from having sharper mouthparts and a more developed reproductive system, it has nothing special.
As long as it cannot pierce the skin of its prey with its long, thin mouthparts, it poses no threat. The green-skinned frogmen are able to stand up to them precisely because of their thick skin.
Since the bloodsucking fly didn't have any special ability to devour spiritual energy, Wang Zheng didn't intend to put away the Crimson Cloud.
Moreover, the seemingly clear and shallow lake water was actually much deeper than it appeared to the naked eye. In addition, the soft soil beneath the surface could not support any weight, so Wang Zheng had no intention of going into the water.
In the blink of an eye, a swarm of mosquitoes immediately enveloped the several alien beast corpses on the water's surface, leaving them completely covered. More mosquitoes that couldn't get a good spot could only helplessly rush towards Wang Zheng, their prey floating in mid-air.
Wang Zheng yawned and lay down on his side, although in this environment it was no longer appropriate to activate [Fierce Jade Bone] to increase the size of the body that could be attacked.
However, the thought that he would find a steady stream of such beast strongholds made Wang Zheng less concerned about this slight increase in efficiency.
Let these little bugs start biting without worry.
For a time, the only sounds in the entire swamp were the occasional burst of bloodsucking flies that fell onto the lake surface.
However, as he continued to refresh his spiritual energy, Wang Zheng became a little frustrated. The progress of refreshing his spiritual energy was not as smooth as he had imagined.
It's not because of anything else, but because these damned mosquitoes don't have enough attack power, which greatly reduces their efficiency in being killed by the recoil.
The bloodsucking flies' sharp proboscis, which had always been effective, pierced Wang Zheng's spiritual energy shield as if it were stuck into a steel plate. After they broke off their proboscis, these flies had no other means of attack.
Wang Zheng looked at the data panel. Although the spiritual energy value was constantly fluctuating, and each fluctuation was only two or three points, the efficiency was too low. He shook his head anxiously.
He cursed these wretched mosquitoes inwardly, thinking they were useless.
"Even bloodthirsty ants that are smaller and of a lower rank than you know to bite with their mouths, so why are you so useless here?"
Seeing how troublesome the large prey was, and how many of their kind were falling down, covering the water's surface with a black layer of dead insects, the bloodsucking flies began to waver.
No longer rushing headlong into things.
When Wang Zheng saw that these mosquitoes were actually trying to escape, he became even angrier.
"Come back here!"
Wang Zheng let out a loud shout, and one could feel an invisible shockwave sweeping across all directions, exactly forty meters away.
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