22: Hunting Time

【host: Qiao Yu (Intermediate Warrior Level, Psycher Master not awakened)】

【Current flesh and blood mycelium quantity: 10000 ml】

【Current fungal swarm quantity: 100 ml】

【fungal swarm quantity required for soul nourishment: 10000 ml】

"Can a Beast Soldier Level monster only convert 100 ml of fungal swarm?"

"This conversion efficiency is a bit low."

Qiao Yu looked at the pitiful 100 ml of fungal swarm; the quantity was indeed a bit meager.

"Perhaps monsters with higher intelligence have stronger soul abilities."

Although monsters are physically much stronger than ordinary people, most still don't have human-like minds, so their souls aren't that powerful.

"To nourish a soul once, I need to kill a hundred Beast Soldier Level monsters. This monster town has thousands of such monsters for Quasi-Warriors to hunt. This is a natural hunting ground! For me, it's completely risk-free! I'm rich! I'm rich!"

Qiao Yu was originally troubled about how to safely obtain fungal swarm in a short time. Thinking of this, his eyes lit up.

"Other Quasi-Warriors at most just cut off an ear after killing a monster for points. Besides that, there are no other benefits. But I can safely fleece the officials."

"Except for not being able to absorb too much flesh and blood during the assessment, killing every monster is pure profit!"

Just as he was thinking this, Qiao Yu sensed a monster running out of a collapsed civilian house not far away.

Its entire body was covered in spiky fur, two huge tusks were even stained with fresh blood, and its whole body was like a small armored tank.

"Iron-Furred Wild Boar!"

This Iron-Furred Wild Boar had clearly just been in a fight; its tusks had blood, and its leg had some injuries, indicating it had clearly clashed with other Quasi-Warriors.

It grunted as it walked, overturning everything it passed, the entire boar appearing extremely angry.

Qiao Yu estimated that this Iron-Furred Wild Boar had defeated a certain Quasi-Warrior and was about to kill them when it was stopped by the army and hastily fled, which was why it seemed so angry.

The Iron-Furred Wild Boar sniffed the air, smelling it with confusion.

It seemed to smell the bloody scent of other creatures in the air, and yet it also seemed not to.

Qiao Yu also couldn't be bothered to slowly deal with this Iron-Furred Wild Boar.

He immediately revealed his blood shadow battle blade and launched a surprise attack on the Iron-Furred Wild Boar.

Qiao Yu's figure was as swift as lightning, instantly stabbing towards the Iron-Furred Wild Boar's neck.

Even though Qiao Yu had the speed level of an Intermediate Warrior Level, far exceeding the Iron-Furred Wild Boar.

But the Iron-Furred Wild Boar wasn't a block of wood; it was extremely sensitive to its weaknesses. Knowing it couldn't dodge Qiao Yu's attack, it instead chose to use other parts of its body to withstand Qiao Yu's killing blow.

But the Iron-Furred Wild Boar still underestimated the strength of an Intermediate Warrior Level martial artist.

"Clang~"

"Sizzle~"

The blood shadow battle blade scraped across the Iron-Furred Wild Boar's fur, making a metallic clashing sound.

But then came a massive force; the blood shadow battle blade fiercely penetrated the Iron-Furred Wild Boar's skin, effortlessly beheading the Iron-Furred Wild Boar without any obstruction.

"Thud!"

As the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground echoed, Qiao Yu's second battle ended.

Warm blood sprayed towards Qiao Yu like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.

"Damn!"

Qiao Yu was completely covered in the foul-smelling blood of the Iron-Furred Wild Boar, turning into a bloodied man.

Fortunately, he could rely on the flesh and blood mycelium to clean the surface blood. If he had to wash it himself, he didn't know how long it would take.

Encountering such a bloody scene for the first time, Qiao Yu thought he would need some time to adapt like a normal person, but when it actually happened, he didn't feel disgusted. Instead, there was a trace of bloodlust deep within him.

Qiao Yu guessed that it might be because he had already evolved through the flesh and blood mycelium, which more or less affected his human psyche.

After cutting off the left ear of this Iron-Furred Wild Boar, Qiao Yu continued deeper into the town; there were still too few monsters on the outskirts.

Qiao Yu had a 50-meter perception range, and the spores could move with the strong wind generated by his rapid movement. This 50-meter perception range could also constantly accompany him, so he didn't have to worry about the dilemma of having to stop and release spores after not walking far... Time passed minute by minute, and Qiao Yu gradually moved deeper into the center of the town.

He encountered several more monsters in between, all of which Qiao Yu easily dealt with.

"I've only killed nine monsters so far; I'm still far from a hundred."

Qiao Yu cut off the Shadow Cat's left ear at his feet and, incidentally, devoured the soul that outsiders couldn't see.

In the monitoring room not far from the monster town, an officer and a Burly Man were drinking wine, pointing at Luo Feng's figure on the screen and chatting idly.

"This kid named Luo Feng is really something; he's treating the Warrior Combat Assessment as a free opportunity to train his movement technique! Tsk tsk, Micro-Level movement technique, awesome! No, how can such a good prospect be snatched by the Dojo of Limits? We must poach him!"

The Burly Man couldn't stop slapping his thigh, determined to bring Luo Feng under the Thunderbolt Martial Arts School's banner.

"What's the rush? Let's talk after the assessment. Drink, drink! Look, this kid isn't bad either!"

The officer said, pointing at Qiao Yu on the monitor screen.

Qiao Yu, being in a state of spore perception, had a complete grasp of every monster's movement. It could be said that he could infinitely predict the monsters' movements.

He had also considered whether to train his movement technique and moves incidentally, but he found that as he continuously killed monsters under spore perception, the proficiency of his movement technique and moves was steadily increasing, and he didn't need to deliberately train them at all.

Training movement technique is training perception and the instantaneous speed of body muscles, which is not much different from Qiao Yu's spore perception.

And when training movement technique under spore perception, every action an enemy makes will be fed back through the spores in the air to Qiao Yu's cells, causing his body to react subconsciously.

If there was a precise term for it, it would probably be that his body was being managed. If ordinary martial artists needed to constantly make mistakes to gain experience, Qiao Yu had no mistakes and gained experience directly.

Afterward, even without spore perception, the muscle memory over time would allow Qiao Yu's movement technique to reach the Micro-Level, or even higher.

"No wonder the fungal swarm in my body craves actual combat in the wild; this improvement is truly much faster than carefully training in the city!"

Qiao Yu moved among several Tiger Mastiffs as if he had been oiled.

Each attack from the Tiger Mastiffs was dodged by his clever movement technique just as it was about to touch Qiao Yu, making him seem like a ballet dancer in a crowd of monsters.

In a few swift movements, several Tiger Mastiffs had already been beheaded by Qiao Yu.

He cut off their ears as usual, absorbed their souls, and then continued forward.

"Damn, this kid named Qiao Yu is even more amazing! Damn it, he's also from the Dojo of Limits! This year, the Dojo of Limits really hit the jackpot! No, no, Iron Monkey, record the videos of these two kids for me. I want to apply to the higher-ups for better benefits to recruit them..."

The Burly Man shook the officer's shoulder, saying anxiously.

"Alright, alright, I knew you'd say that. It's already recording!"

The officer smiled bitterly and shook his head, secretly wondering if he should recruit the two into the Chinese army.

"Oh no, Qiao Yu is surrounded! When did Tiger Mastiffs become group-activity type monsters?"

The Burly Man shouted, pointing at the screen.

Meanwhile, Qiao Yu in the town saw the faint green eyes like scattered stars in the dark corners before him, and subconsciously twitched his lips. He had encountered a thorny situation.

He saw groups of Tiger Mastiffs surrounding Qiao Yu in a circle. Within Qiao Yu's fifty-meter perception range, there were at least dozens of Tiger Mastiffs, and including those outside the range, there were probably over a hundred.