Chapter 249: The Grias Islands
Tong took off her coat and shoes and jumped into the lake.
The water near the lake surface is very clear, but the deeper you swim, the more turbid the water becomes.
The lake was not deep, and Tong soon reached the bottom of the lake.
He slowly tilted his body and stepped on the purple mud.
It felt soft, and seemed to be no different from ordinary lake bottom mud. Tong slowly lifted his feet and wanted to take two steps forward, but was surprised to find that the purple mud was stuck to the soles of his feet, and the mud was very sticky, like a ball of soft glue.
He lifted his feet with all his strength, trying to fight the sticky force on the soles of his feet, and finally managed to break free a little.
Tong is very strong. In the entire Light Organization, Tong is definitely in the top three in terms of strength. Not to mention ordinary people, even strongmen may not be able to match him. And even with his strength, he still has to try his best to break free, which shows how strong the viscosity of the purple mud is.
If an ordinary person came down here, he would probably be stuck once his feet hit the bottom of the lake.
This thought had just gone through his mind when Tong noticed something white half exposed out of the mud at the bottom of the lake in front of him. He walked forward with difficulty and looked down. It was a skeleton.
It is still a human head skeleton.
However, Tong couldn't tell the age of the skeleton at a glance. She didn't know whether it was the person who unfortunately drowned and died at the bottom of the lake before the monster appeared, or the person who came to the lake for some reason after the monster appeared and was unfortunately killed by the monster.
Looking around, Tong saw many fragments of bones.
There are no aquatic plants and no fish.
No living lake bottom creatures were visible.
The lake bottom is like an underwater death zone.
What's so weird? Is it... the purple mud that covers the entire lake floor?
How can this be solved?
Tong stared at the purple mud under his feet. His nails suddenly became sharp and long, like wolf claws. The boy leaned over and clenched his fingers together, and his sharp fingertips pierced into the mud fiercely.
The fingers sank in, and the strange attack easily pushed the mud aside, but the depth was not enough and there was still thick mud underneath.
When the hand was retracted, the punctured mud immediately closed in the middle and returned to its original shape.
Um……
Pupils frowned, this was a bit difficult to deal with.
After taking a look at the lake, Tong decided to go up first.
Just as his feet left the mud and he was about to swim to the surface of the lake, his ankles were suddenly grabbed. He lowered his head and saw that the mud had condensed into the shape of tentacles, wrapping around Tong's ankles and preventing him from leaving.
The corner of Tong's mouth moved slightly, and two bubbles came out of his mouth and went towards the lake.
By the lakeside, Mang Tao sat on a big rock, looking at the clouds above his head in boredom.
He was not worried about Tong at all. Not to mention that Tong was just a vest of his, the soul came from himself, and there was no real death. Even if Tong was regarded as a separate individual, as a weird, he could not breathe, eat, or drink water. Even if Tong was entangled at the bottom of the lake and couldn't get out, he would not die. It was just a waste of time to be entangled.
Time is still precious.
Moreover, if there are any problems that Tong cannot handle, the salvation system will be keeping an eye on it and can pass on the message at any time and recall it in time before the vest breaks, so there will not be any loss.
The white dark clouds above my head look like apples. I feel like eating apples. They are crispy and sweet.
The young boy swung his legs and swallowed.
"Host, please recall your vest pupil." said the salvation system.
Mang Tao came back to his senses: "Huh? It's not even ten minutes yet, you can't hold on any longer? Have you encountered a tough enemy?"
"This... is quite complicated in some ways." The salvation system opened a small screen for Mang Tao, showing Tong's condition under the lake alone.
Dozens of purple tentacles spread upward from the bottom of the lake, some started from Tong's ankles and rolled all the way up to the thighs, some wrapped around Tong's arms and strangled his shoulders, and some tightly wrapped around the boy's thin waist.
These purple muds are like the tentacles of an octopus, constantly trying to drag Tong, its prey, to the bottom of the lake, and Tong is constantly tearing them apart. This kind of thing is not difficult to deal with, but there are too many of them. If you tear off one, another will come up, and it's endless.
Both of them are weird, and their physical strength and energy are not comparable to those of humans. This kind of tearing is quite intense. If no one interrupts, it can be maintained for a long time, until one side is exhausted.
But, just this picture...
"This is not something good children should see." Mang Tao covered her face with her two little hands.
Fortunately, Tong, who was struggling at the bottom of the lake, didn't know Mang Tao's reaction, otherwise she would have cursed him out loud.
Who ordered him to come to the bottom of the lake and endure all this?
Mang Tao still covered his face with one hand, and then clicked on the system interface with one hand, but he did not click on the release of the vest. After removing the vest, all the memories of Hitomi's encounter will be merged into his mind, and the memory of playing this kind of PLAY I don’t want it.
Fortunately, the original body has the authority to transmit the vest. Poor Tong was entangled and panicked, but in fact, the situation was not serious enough for her to ask him for help.
After clicking a few times on the system interface, the young boy Tong appeared out of thin air beside him. He was still shirtless and dripping wet. He fell to the ground with a thud.
Tong knelt on the ground, the moisture on his hair and body had not yet completely dried, and there was even some purple mud left on his chest. He hammered the ground angrily: "That guy... I will definitely kill it!!"
He has never been so fierce before.
Even including the memory of the soul, the years when the original body lived before obtaining the system have never happened.
"So, after paying the price of being played around by those things, what did you find out?"
"I wasn't played with!!!" Tong raised her head and said angrily.
Mang Tao smiled and curved his eyes. He stretched out his fingers and scraped Tong's strong chest muscles, rubbing off some purple stuff in front of Tong's dazed eyes.
"System, can you analyze what this is?"
"This is the secretion of the mud monster, host." The salvation system explained, "The mud monster is only level C, which is not very dangerous, because it only stays at the bottom of the water, like hiding in a lake like this, and will not move. But it is a bit troublesome to deal with it, because this thing is so deep, the lake water, and the thick layer of secretions at the bottom of the lake are all barriers to protect it. The mud monster hides itself at the bottom, and it cannot be harmed unless you dig up the things above."
Mang Tao: “That sounds troublesome.”
"Yes. If the host has other monsters that need to be solved urgently, it doesn't matter if the sludge monster is ignored for the time being. Its growth limit is very low. Seeing that its secretions have now covered the bottom of the lake, it must have reached its growth limit. The sludge monster eats very little and only eats once in a long time. Even if it encounters prey after eating, it will not move unless it is a big meal."
Mang Tao: "Feast?"
"Yes, host, a very powerful feast."
Mang Tao turned to look at Tong. The boy with an unpleasant look took off his pants and was squeezing out the water. When he noticed Mang Tao's gaze, he turned and asked fiercely, "What's wrong?"
"It seems that the Mud Monster is not smart. He dares to eat an S-level monster like Tong." Don't the weak monsters usually run away when they see his vest? Even the quasi-S-level monster slid to his knees quickly, and it is said that he knelt down to beg for mercy from the insect cocoon.
The salvation system was not sure and said, "Maybe it's just a low-level weirdo and not very smart. Maybe... you want to try it? What if you get it?"
Mang Tao: “Oh.”
The young boy looked at the purple lake and said, "Since we are here, we might as well get rid of it."
Looking at Tong's fierce gaze staring at the lake, I was sure that even if he proposed to leave, Tong would most likely not agree.
As for how to solve this kind of hidden weirdness, if it is other vests, it may require some effort, but Mango Tao does not need to.
The young boy walked to the lakeside, and his little feet touched the lake surface. The next second, countless bushes and trees began to grow from the soles of his feet. The gray-brown trunks penetrated deeply into the lake water and pierced into the lake bottom.
In the blink of an eye, the lake in the middle turned into a forest.
This is Mang Tao's mysterious domain. Not to mention the monsters hiding in the mud at the bottom of the lake, as long as the mysterious domain covers the land, every wisp of breeze and every drop of water inside are all controlled by Mang Tao.
A sharp hissing sound came from the roots of a tree at the bottom of the lake, and a huge ball of purple mud emerged, squirming and trying to leave.
Then, a foot stepped on his head.
"You want to run away now?" Tong's face was gloomy. He raised his hand, and his sharp nails shone with cold light. "You have not yet settled the account for torturing me before."
The mud monster felt fear and trembled.
But the next second, it was dealt with by the angry Tong.
Mang Tao ignored the purple debris flying around and clicked on the system map: "Which direction is the next strange place to appear?"
"Host, go northeast and cross a small island."
Mang Tao opened the map and saw that the place was a little far away, so he decided to teleport there.
Tong just resolved his little grudge and wiped her fingers: "Next time, don't let me do this kind of exploration mission. Leave the physical work to me."
"It depends."
Tong clicked his tongue, and the two of them disappeared from the spot, along with the mysterious forest area.
What appears here is still the original lake, and the clear lake water reflects the blue sky, like a piece of crystal sapphire.
A young girl emerged from the bushes, with simple cloth covering her chest and waist, and her long, greasy hair tied with colorful feathers. She cautiously emerged from the bushes with fear in her eyes. She needed water, but did not dare to approach the lake.
"It'll be okay..." the girl whispered to comfort herself, even though she had already lost two relatives in this lake.
As long as you stay far away and don't step into the lake, you can get water.
Although the lake has undergone changes, the water is still drinkable.
She actually didn't want to come here to get water, but this lake was the largest freshwater lake in the archipelago and the closest freshwater lake to their tribe. To find water from a farther freshwater lake, she had to pass through a very dangerous road, which was the territory of the Red Reef Tribe.
She would rather come to this lake to get water than pass by the Red Rock site and be captured.
However, when the girl arrived at the lake, she saw that the clear lake surface was no longer purple as before. She cried out in surprise. She stepped into the lake in disbelief, her feet stepping on the soft and soft mud at the bottom of the lake. It no longer had the terrible stickiness of the past. Once she stepped on it, she couldn't leave until she was entangled by the purple tentacles and pulled into the bottom of the lake, where she died.
“Tell the tribe leader!” The girl dropped the barrel and ran towards the tribe. “Tell the tree, tell the bow, tell the stone, tell everyone!!”
"We can go to the lake now!" The girl ran towards the tribe on the south side of the lake. Her laughter startled the birds in the woods.
The tribesmen no longer have to worry about fresh water.