61: Chapter 61 Dual-Activation Devouring, Eight Thousand Mass Points!

Su Ming scanned his system space.

It was packed full, nearly overflowing.

He probed the space with his consciousness; it was like a moving company's truck, with corpses stacked upon corpses.

The remains of various centipedes, spiders, and flies were piled up like a mountain, resembling a slaughterhouse waste heap.

He urgently needed to convert these "raw materials" into solid mass points.

If this kept up, there wouldn't be anywhere to put the new "takeout" arriving later.

Five thousand mass points to unlock the Space Steward, a two-thousand monthly fee, and a five percent commission.

Before, he thought this was a robbery.

Now, he felt it was a necessity.

No, it was a lifesaver.

But he couldn't afford it right now!

"Devour first, talk later."

Eat what's in the pot first, then eat what's in his own bowl!

He glanced at Shen Qingci, who was guarding the perimeter, and hardened his resolve.

He couldn't worry about that much anymore.

Besides, what was there to be afraid of?

If she saw it, so be it; he'd just say he stored it in the space.

If she wanted to ask why the space was so big?

Nonsense, a genius's space was naturally big.

It was big everywhere!

And if she wanted to ask why?

If she asked again, he'd have to lie in bed with her later and be completely honest about it.

Anyway, there were already enough strange things about him; one more didn't matter, and one less didn't change anything.

This SS-rank long-legged school beauty was probably already used to his antics.

He knelt on one knee and pressed his left hand onto the carapace of a Rock-Armored Centipede.

The Microscopic Black Hole activated, and the dark purple carapace began to weather outward from the point of contact.

One minute.

[Ding! Devoured Tier 2 Rock-Armored Centipede, mass points +438]

So much!

Truly worthy of being unopened takeout!

The hyenas from before, which gave over 200, had their crystals stolen by the delivery person after opening the package!

Continue!

Faster, faster!

His mind was now filled with resentment toward the system's annoying mechanism.

"Other protagonists kill monsters and get stats, with dings going up rapidly. With me, after killing them, I still have to touch them and 'send them off' for a minute. It's like some kind of hospice care."

Especially those Needle-Stinger Flies he'd killed with alloy fragments; their bodies were shattered into pieces, scattered everywhere, and mixed into the ash, making it impossible to tell which part was insect and which was stone.

Even if he could tell, with hundreds of flies scattered over a hundred-meter radius, was he supposed to crawl on the ground and touch them one by one?

"A huge loss." Su Ming gritted his teeth, "A massive loss."

However, he couldn't afford to be heartbroken right now.

The beast tide was coming in waves; time was mass, and mass was life.

He walked over to another intact Rock-Armored Centipede corpse, squatted down, and pressed his left hand onto it.

[Devour!]

The progress bar crawled slowly.

Su Ming stared at the progress bar while anxiously looking at the mountain of corpses piled up in the system space.

He had tried using both his left and right hands to devour an object each, but there was no response.

The Microscopic Black Hole only appeared on one hand.

Suddenly, a bold idea flashed through his mind.

Since the system space supported conscious control, could he... multitask?

Devour one with his hand in reality, and devour another with his consciousness in the space?

"Devour one Poison-Sac Spider!" Su Ming silently recited in his heart.

The next second, two completely different notification sounds rang out in Su Ming's mind simultaneously!

[Ding! Devoured Tier 2 Rock-Armored Centipede (Reality), mass points +410!]

[Ding! Devoured Tier 1 Poison-Sac Spider (Space), mass points +120!]

Holy crap!

He could actually dual-wield?!

He could actually dual-wield!

Now his efficiency had doubled!

Su Ming almost couldn't help but oink with laughter.

This feeling was like a project manager running two assembly lines at the same time—double the happiness, double the money!

He immediately perked up; his hand in reality kept moving over various remains, while his consciousness frantically issued devour commands within the space.

[Ding! Devoured... mass points +120!]

[Ding! Devoured... mass points +415!]

[Ding! Devoured Tier 1 Poison-Sac Spider... mass points +148!]

...

Ding, ding, ding!

The system notification sounds popped out like a machine gun, even more frequent than the payment reminders from his previous life's Double Eleven.

Su Ming discovered that for the same Tier 2 Source Beast, those containing Source Energy crystals provided nearly two hundred more mass points than the ordinary exotic beast corpses he had encountered at the Scrap Yard before.

No wonder Awakened ones scrambled for exotic beast crystals; to him, this stuff was just concentrated, high-purity mass points.

As for those Tier 1 Needle-Stinger Flies and Poison-Sac Spiders, they generally fluctuated around one hundred points, but the sheer volume made up for it.

"Good brother, truly my good brother!"

Su Ming looked at the pile of bones belonging to the Weasel in the distance, his heart filled with gratitude.

When he was done, he had to go over and take a look.

"Collect them too, can't waste them!"

He secretly made up his mind to remember him for the rest of his life.

One shouldn't forget their roots.

In just a few minutes, his mass points skyrocketed!

Not to mention the ten thousand kilograms needed to promote to Tier 3 Silver, even the five thousand mass points to unlock the [Space Steward] and the two thousand monthly fee didn't seem so out of reach anymore!

Just as Su Ming was immersed in the pleasure of farming points.

Shen Qingci next to him opened her terminal and glanced at the real-time ranking of the heavenly pride ranking.

The point leaderboard exploded!

Her previous score was 1170 points.

But now, in this less than one hour of fighting, her points had skyrocketed to 3420!

Ranked ninety-seventh!

She had soared from one hundred eighty-eighth directly into the top one hundred!

This was no longer just about the top one hundred; if she could maintain this efficiency, by the time the training ended, rushing into the top fifty or even the top thirty wouldn't be a dream!

Even with her steady temperament, her breathing couldn't help but quicken, and two patches of red burned directly onto her cold, pretty face.

She subconsciously looked at Su Ming, only to see that guy squatting on the ground.

Like a scrap collector, one hand was feeling around on a centipede corpse, and a very sleazy, silly smile was hanging on his face.

The efficiency of teaming up with this pervert exceeded all expectations.

One person and one dog, the style was unique.

Da Huang squatted at their feet, turning its head back and forth to look at this one and then that one.

It completely couldn't understand why these two humans were even more excited after finishing a fight than they were before.

New exotic beasts were coming soon!

Had they given up resistance?

Or were they crazy?

The dog's eyes were filled with great confusion.

...

To the southwest of the Ash Belt, the sound of hooves was like thunder, getting closer and closer.

Dozens of ghostly green beast eyes lit up behind the mist.

Like ghost fires, they were filled with bloodthirsty greed.

"Awooo!"

A shrill wolf howl, accompanied by heavy footsteps, rolled in like a tide.

[Ding! mass points +160!]

Su Ming had just finished "sending off" the last centipede, stood up with satisfaction, and clapped his hands.

His mass point balance had already exceeded 8000 points!

[mass points: 8300]!

He was only one step away from the ten thousand mark!

He looked at the group of wolf-like exotic beasts charging toward them, not only not afraid but with his eyes shining.

"The bugs are finished, time to serve the meat dish."

He grinned at Shen Qingci.

"Long legs, I suddenly feel... we might be about to get rich."

"Shut up."

Shen Qingci replied irritably, but her hand was already tightly gripping the hilt of her blade.

The wolf pack was completely different from those reckless bugs.

They were natural hunters, knew how to coordinate, understood tactics, and were far more troublesome than Source Beast insects of the same tier.

However, just at this moment, the Wasteland Mastiff Da Huang, which had been hiding behind Su Ming, suddenly showed strange movements.

It was no longer the cowardly look from before.

Its dark gold mane stood upright, like steel needles.

It stared fixedly at the direction where the wolf pack appeared, letting out bursts of growls from deep in its throat, filled with hatred and brutality.

What surprised Su Ming the most was that Da Huang's injured right hind leg began to tremble slightly.

At the site of that hideous old wound, the blood vessels under the skin protruded, wisps of black energy seeped out from within, and there was even a faint, dark red Source Energy, like a small, living snake, wriggling crazily deep within the wound.

"Hmm?"

Su Ming noticed Da Huang's abnormality; he squatted down and curiously examined the old wound.

He reached out a finger and poked the piece of skin that was moving strangely.

"You dog, do you have a hidden plot?"

Da Huang felt pain and whimpered.

But it still stared fixedly ahead, not retreating half a step.

Su Ming teased it, reached out, and patted Da Huang's head.

He moved half a step forward, blocking most of Da Huang's body behind him.

The real hunt had just begun!