However, the man was completely unaware, busy in the thorn bushes. Outside the bushes, several thorn bushes had already been cleared away and were lying on the ground with their roots hanging down.
"Hurry up and drag those to the east side to plant them!" Wang Yao shouted cheerfully to the members of the disguise team.
In just one afternoon, his physical strength improved by leaps and bounds. Wang Yao was now certain that if the hunter wanted to kill him again, it wouldn't be so easy without putting in some effort.
Indeed, it is physical strength. The "enlightenment" that Wang Yao gave himself before entering the Swamp of Sorrows has only been discovered today to be something that can only be improved by getting injured.
Once any part of the body has been injured once, if it is injured a second time, the resistance of the injured part will increase accordingly with the degree of injury.
So, not long after he entered the Thorn Forest wearing Mr. Zuo's clothes, he simply stripped naked. Who knew where he might get stabbed, bitten, or impaled by an arrow in the future? It was better to just get a full-body enhancement.
Therefore, this is what the members of the disguise team saw: working and cultivating at the same time, feeling his physical body constantly improving, Wang Yao couldn't be happier.
But Wang Yao's behavior was quite shocking to the guys in the disguise group. They wondered if the kid had lost his mind or what.
In order to move the thorns, they all took special precautions. The team leader even prepared a set of protective gear for Wang Yao. However, he did not expect that the kid would run naked and be attacked by the thorns from all angles. No one with a brain would do this, right?
The team leader stared at Wang Yao for a moment, then suddenly realized that the other party was an immortal, which was indeed very different from them, the common people. Could this be the legendary ascetic? Those were a bunch of guys whose brains were completely broken, who took pleasure in ruining their bodies. This... I really didn't see it before.
However, it is said that ascetic monks are something that only exist in the Western Realm. Immortals are clearly beings from the Six Realms. Could it be that the Immortal Realm has been so greatly influenced by the Western Realm that even ascetic monks exist now?
"Quickly transplant these over there." The team leader shook his head and instructed his team members.
There are too many strange things in the Six Realms. I've been ignorant in Dark Moon Village for many years, so it's not surprising that I don't know. As long as I don't do anything self-harming or abusive, everything will be fine. I'm too lazy to bother thinking about Wang Yao.
After several shifts, the camouflage team discovered that although Wang Yao's appearance was amazing, his efficiency was rather slow. This was because although there were many thorns in the thorn forest, if you did the same thing for a long time, the thorny parts would become fixed. What Wang Yao needed was to improve his overall strength.
Therefore, he had to sacrifice efficiency and began to intentionally harm other parts of his body, especially some hidden places that were not easy to be stabbed. Although Wang Yao had undergone the forging test, he was still somewhat terrified every time he deliberately harmed those places.
As a result, it's not surprising that Wang Yao's work speed was affected. After the camouflage team transplanted the thorns that Wang Yao had cleared earlier, seeing that he hadn't produced anything for a long time, they also went into the thorn forest and began their own arduous transplanting work.
Everyone worked until evening, and only a small patch of thorns had been transplanted. In addition to Wang Yao, all nineteen other members of the camouflage team had already been injured.
The others didn't have Wang Yao's strong motivation. They naturally needed to bandage their injuries and rest. At this point, only Wang Yao was left to work hard. The others just waited outside the thorn forest. When they saw Wang Yao clear out a tree, they hurriedly carried it to the east side to transplant it.
Watching Wang Yao drag his body, which was almost completely devoid of intact flesh, busy inside and outside the thorn forest, the group of grown men in the disguise team, despite being covered in blood themselves, couldn't help but shed tears of emotion.
Just think about it, what would an immortal like him want? He doesn't even need to eat, and travels thousands of miles to this remote corner of the God Realm, completely selfless and dedicated to helping others. He risks his life for Dark Moon Village. Anyone who isn't moved by his thoughts and his level of enlightenment is heartless!
"Wang Xian, take a break, bandage your wound, rest, and we'll continue tomorrow!" the team leader called out with tears in his eyes. He had already made up his mind that he had to let Wang Yao take over as the leader of the disguise team tomorrow. If he kept occupying the position, he would be nothing short of a villain.
"You guys rest first, I'll work a little longer, I can still see now." Wang Yao called out from the woods. Before he finished speaking, suddenly there was a "bang" and a red fireball rose into the air, then exploded, and fine, colorful rays of light fell like rain.
"Oh no! The demon bastards are here!" The members of the disguise team stared in astonishment at the fireworks overhead and screamed in panic.
"Don't panic, keep transplanting the thorns!" The team leader, having received Mr. Zuo's earnest instructions, knew that the most crucial moment had arrived. They had to complete all the disguise tasks before the demons attacked the mountaintop, so he hurriedly called out to the members of the disguise team who were in a panic.
Seeing the flames overhead, Wang Yao was also taken aback. The demons had arrived so quickly. He had planned to use this thorny forest to train his physical strength, but unfortunately, the demons didn't want to give him the chance.
Wang Yao's work mode switched instantly. He stopped trying to forcibly increase the strength of those hidden parts of his body and began to focus on clearing away the thorns. With the change in his work objective, the effect was immediately apparent.
After all, he's been doing this for so long that the areas where the thorns frequently pierce him have become extremely tough. For example, his ten fingers, gripping the thorny brambles, are not easily injured unless he deliberately uses all his strength.
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