228: Chapter 229 [Real World Mission], [The Poisonous Man] and [The Soul Man]

The notifications for available [Real World Task]s flickered continuously on the [Dream System] panels of various high-Rank [Host]s.

The core motivation driving the strongest among these [Host]s to accept these tasks and travel tirelessly across the world to complete them was the generous rewards provided by [Heavenly Dao] to the [Dream System].

After completing a [Real World Task], a [Host] could choose one reward from an extensive exchange list based on the task's difficulty [Rank] and completion status—a [Talent] Enhancement Card that strengthens potential, a [Talent] Evolution Card that evolves [Talent] [Rank], the priceless [dreamscape system invitation letter], [Permanent Dream Mission World Entry Permission] that allows choosing to enter unknown worlds, a practical [Dream Task] Exemption Card, powerful items (Nano Scout Swarm, Elemental Amulet, Purifying [Medicinal Pill]...), rare equipment (Mithril Armor, Crescent Moon Scimitar, Boots of Speed...), and manufacturing blueprints (Speed-Specialized Combat Robot Blueprint, Lava Hammer Blueprint, Starry Sky [Dao] Robe Blueprint...)...

Almost every high-Rank [Host] could find an option they were excited about in the exchange list, which is why they were willing to throw themselves into battle after battle to purge the negative effects of [Dominator Power] on the [Real World].

After the [Dream System] updated to version 2.2, the classification of [Host]s became clearly defined in the "dreamscape encyclopedia" published by [Tianji Tower].

[High-Rank Host]: [Host]s who have reached the [Root Cognition] stage or above with the [Root], or possess an A-[Rank] [Talent].

They skillfully control and deeply develop their own [Talent]s, possessing powerful or special abilities; a very small fraction of them are [Strategic Hosts] capable of changing the world's landscape.

[Mid-Rank Host]: [Host]s possessing B-[Rank] to C-[Rank] [Talent]s, who control and shallowly develop their own [Talent]s to a certain extent, with some possessing special abilities; a very small fraction of them are [Tactical Hosts] capable of changing national-level wars.

[Low-Rank Host]: [Host]s possessing D-[Rank] to E-[Rank] [Talent]s, who have preliminary control but have not developed their own [Talent]s, with a very small number possessing special abilities; a very small fraction of them are [Combat Hosts] capable of changing small-scale battles.

The [Host]s who accepted the [Real World Task] released by the [Dream System] this time all belonged to the high-Rank [Host]s capable of holding their own.

Not only had they all reached at least the [Root Resonance] stage with the [Root], but they had also deeply developed the most suitable way to use their [Talent] and had cultivated a profound tacit understanding with their exclusive [Dream Spirit].

On the southeastern coastline of Kangaroo Country, black waves surged frantically.

Toxic box jellyfish contaminated by [Deep Sea Power] were stranded in large numbers.

Their translucent, jelly-like purple tentacles lashed out randomly at their surroundings.

The sand on the beach was corroded into deep brown gullies by the mucus splattered by the tentacles, and the air was filled with a nauseating, pungent, salty, and fishy stench.

The [Host] [Poison Sting], who possessed the A-[Rank] [Talent] [Poison Person], walked slowly from the beach into the sea.

His upright figure made his laboratory white coat look like a white trench coat, and in his hand, he held [Siphon], a small, bright silver, syringe-type [Dream Spirit].

[Poison Sting] raised [Siphon].

Because of his intrusion, the corrosive mucus splattering everywhere was drawn by a force and sucked entirely into the syringe barrel of [Siphon].

At least hundreds of liters of mucus surprisingly didn't even fill the tiny syringe.

As the toxic box jellyfish stopped lashing their tentacles, [Poison Sting] turned and stuck the needle of [Siphon] into his own neck.

After a low grunt, [Poison Sting] smacked his lips and commented: "As a veteran pica sufferer who specializes in eating deadly poisons, I can only say that your mucus isn't even as tasty as the mushrooms growing on the hill near my home."

Subsequently, [Poison Sting] drew a tube of bright red blood from his neck and shot [Siphon] at the bell of the largest toxic box jellyfish.

The tiny syringe automatically injected the blood into the toxic box jellyfish's body.

In less than 3 seconds, the toxic box jellyfish was poisoned to death by [Poison Sting]'s blood.

After it died, it turned into a pool of red liquid, which was quickly diluted by the seawater.

Immediately after, all the toxic box jellyfish contaminated by [Deep Sea Power] turned into red liquid one after another, causing the entire sea area to rapidly change from black to red.

[Poison Sting] inserted [Siphon], which flew back into his hand, into his chest pocket and turned to leave the water area dyed red.

Miraculously, this red seawater seemed to target only the toxic box jellyfish contaminated by [Deep Sea Power]; not only did it have no effect on other marine life, but even ordinary box jellyfish were being slowly pushed through it by the ocean currents.

As the toxic box jellyfish contaminated by [Deep Sea Power] in this area were completely eliminated, the red liquid, which no longer increased due to the loss of its medium, was quickly diluted until the seawater returned to its azure blue color.

Meanwhile, on a giant iceberg in the Arctic Ocean, the cold wind howled, whipping up shards of ice on the ground.

Dozens of ancient mammoth corpses, under the influence of Death Power, were transformed into undead creatures.

The skeletal mammoths easily pierced through the ice that trapped them with their huge tusks and trunks.

Eerie green [Soul]-fire burned in their eye sockets, and their heavy, giant bone hooves crushed the ice as they approached the distant research station.

The high-Rank [Host] [Soul Eater], who possessed the A-[Rank] [Talent] [Soul Person], was currently staying on the path of the skeletal mammoths, sitting cross-legged on the body of the giant spider-type [Dream Spirit] [Nether Silk Spider Mother].

The eight appendages of [Nether Silk Spider Mother] shimmered with a gray light.

Watching the skeletal mammoths constantly approaching, a thin trail of crystalline drool flowed unhelpfully from its constantly opening and closing mouthparts.

[Soul Eater] tapped [Nether Silk Spider Mother]'s head lightly.

Having received the order, [Nether Silk Spider Mother] raised its abdomen and sprayed gray spider silk all over the sky towards the skeletal mammoths approaching before it.

The slender silk did not hinder the forward movement of the skeletal mammoths but instead spread along the holes of their eye sockets towards the [Soul]-fire within.

As the gray spider silk wrapped around and enveloped the [Soul]-fire, the skeletal mammoths stopped in their tracks one after another.

As [Nether Silk Spider Mother] pulled the [Soul]-fire bound by the gray spider silk out of the skeletal mammoths' bodies, the carcasses of the ancient mammoths collapsed instantly.

As the eerie green [Soul]-fire came before [Soul Eater], [Soul Eater] compressed them into [Soul] marbles burning with eerie green flames.

The Death Power that erupted from the depths of the [Soul]-fire during the compression process was individually compressed by [Soul Eater] into a special marble composed entirely of Death Power.

[Soul Eater] tossed a [Soul] marble burning with eerie green [Soul]-fire into his mouth.

After savoring the taste of the ancient mammoth [Soul]s, he raised his hand and threw the dozens of [Soul] marbles, except for the special Death Power marble, forward.

As the 8 gray eyes of [Nether Silk Spider Mother] flickered, it opened its mouthparts and swallowed all the [Soul] marbles in one gulp.

It contentedly raised and waved its two chelicerae a few times, making [Soul Eater] laugh out loud.

Subsequently, it carried [Soul Eater] towards the research station behind them.

Amidst the chaos of the research station personnel, [Soul Eater] boarded a helicopter flying away from the Arctic Ocean, raised his hand to place the [Nether Silk Spider Mother], which had been compressed to the size of a palm, onto his shoulder, leaned back, and closed his eyes to rest against the seat back.