437: Chapter 481 Old Crocodile! Curse them!

Originally, Tar's Mother Body, the King, believed that a full-coverage firepower assault would be enough to suppress An Ke and his group.

But it never expected that the other animals deployed by An Ke also possessed [Portable Space], blocking all incoming attacks.

Meanwhile, their primary target was still leisurely drinking something, as comfortable as if he were at home.

Outside, in the live broadcast room.

The Tar People were utterly dumbfounded.

"What is this situation?"

"One animal having [Portable Space] is one thing, but the other animals have it too?

"Could it be that each of them has a [Portable Space]?"

Seeing the Tar People stunned, the Dragon Country Masses immediately felt a surge of pride.

"You're actually quite clever, figuring out that Boss An's animals each have a [Portable Space]?"

"Correct answer, but no reward!"

"In ancient times, there was borrowing arrows with straw boats; today, we have borrowing bullets with [Portable Space]."

"Shoot more, stock up on bullets for our Boss An."

Watching the bullet comments, the Tar People really wanted to curse and say they were talking nonsense.

The Tar People had experienced the [National Fortune Game] and knew full well how rare an ability like [Portable Space] was.

Previously, when over 300 contestants from their civilization entered the [Game], only a single-digit number obtained [Portable Space] throughout the entire process.

Such a rare ability—how could this Human Player possibly equip each of his animals with one?

But the reality was just that, forcing them to shut up.

But so what if there are many [Portable Space]s?

This thing can't attack. Victory in war depends on who has the fiercer firepower.

Hard fists win the day.

"Screw using thermal weapons, just go up and fight them directly!"

"Exactly! Even with sheer numbers, we can overwhelm them."

"..."

Inside the broadcast.

The Three Kings of Tar were naturally infuriated by An Ke's actions.

He simply wasn't taking them seriously at all, was he?

"All units cease fire. Adopt an encirclement tactic and engage directly!" The Three Kings of Tar began issuing orders.

Using other thermal weapons had become pointless, as they would all be absorbed into [Portable Space].

In that case, they would resort to close combat.

The Three Kings of Tar were very confident in their race's close-combat prowess.

Below.

Little Wild Leopard, Little Tiger, and the other animals happily blocked the bullets.

The two little ones were exhilarated the whole time, feeling incredibly cool and that they had truly grown up now.

That's how kids are, always looking forward to growing up.

However, they soon noticed the enemy had stopped firing, and the surroundings fell quiet.

"Huh? Why did they stop?" Little Wild Leopard was puzzled.

"Dunno!" Little Tiger said, still wanting more. "Did they run out of those metal lumps?"

The two little ones exchanged a glance, both seeing that the other hadn't had enough fun yet.

So, Little Tiger suggested, "How about we give the metal lumps back to them and let them shoot again?"

Outside, in the live broadcast room.

"Haha! This Gas Can is going to be the death of me."

"So cute~"

"They think it's fun. Have they considered how heart-wrenching those words must be for the other side?"

"Probably enough to grind their teeth to dust."

"Do those disgusting creatures even have teeth?"

"..."

The Tar People in the live broadcast room had dark lines on their faces (were exasperated).

"Those two animal cubs really deserve to die!"

"Their mother didn't raise them right. We'll teach them a lesson for her later."

"Can't wait to see the look of terror and pain on those two little things later."

"It'll be so satisfying!"

"..."

Inside the broadcast.

An Ke was amused by the two little ones' words.

Wasn't this adding insult to injury?

"Since the enemy has stopped attacking, it means they no longer plan to use thermal weapons."

As he spoke, An Ke stood up.

Then, he looked at Old Crocodile, Tiger Mom, Little Scar, Three Hairs, and Jin Xiaoxiao.

"I expect the enemy will show themselves soon. It's our turn to put in the work next."

"Let this Old Crocodile have a little battle with them," Old Crocodile said with refined elegance.

"this king will be the Bomb Monkey this time, heh!"

Little Scar still had injuries, so he didn't plan to engage in close combat, opting to just throw blood clots instead.

To experience the feeling of firepower coverage.

"Dammit! This Muscle Man is going to steal your mana later!" Jin Gang was furious.

The reason for his anger was that An Ke hadn't called his name during the roll call.

This made Jin Gang feel undervalued.

An Ke glanced at Jin Gang but ignored his complaint.

This guy was crippled, with one wing lame, unable to fly, walking with a limp—how could he fight?

And he wants to steal the monkey's mana? Isn't he afraid the monkey would just go AFK?

At that moment, just as An Ke had predicted, the Tar People emerged from the grass.

Their formation was tight, orderly, clearly the elite of the elite.

And there were quite a few of them, estimated to be over a thousand.

Protected within the main force was a massive creature, resembling a giant brain with legs.

"Giao! What the hell is that thing? It looks terrifying!" A'Giao was scared.

"Hua Hua has lost all appetite now. It's too disgusting."

"this king can't understand why that guy looks so different from its companions."

"..."

The animals discussed the particularly large individual among the Tar People.

An Ke couldn't help but stroke his chin.

This combination, along with the Tar People's appearance, reminded him of a creature he had encountered not long ago—ants.

The large Tar individual resembled a queen ant, while the smaller ones were its offspring.

Of course! This was just speculation for now; whether it was true remained to be seen.

The Tar People surrounded An Ke's group, leaving them no room to escape.

Looking at the Tar People armed almost to the teeth, Oufu couldn't help but swallow.

It wasn't the first time they had been surrounded by many enemies.

Take the recent [Beast Attack] challenge, for instance. The number of Locusts back then was even greater than the number of these so-called Tar People now.

But the sense of oppressive feeling brought by these alien contestants was far stronger.

Firstly, due to their full armament.

Secondly, because of their perfectly uniform formation.

Indeed, intelligent lifeforms are the most terrifying enemies.

Oufu couldn't help but look at An Ke.

He found that even while being surrounded like dumplings by the Tar People, An Ke's face remained relaxed, showing no sense of sense of crisis at all.

Hah! It has to be Sir An Ke, possessing absolute confidence.

Oufu smiled inwardly.

An Ke's composure greatly boosted his own confidence.

Oufu felt that if it were the White Goose Contestant instead, their morale would probably have already collapsed by now.

Then, the massive Tar individual at the front spoke first.

Its words were very concise and extremely strange, in a language An Ke's group had never heard before.

Yet, they could understand it.

"Surrender, or die."

Hearing this, An Ke took a step forward to face the Tar People and said with a smile:

"This is my first time meeting aliens. Can't we just sit down and have a proper chat?"

"Does it have to come to a life-or-death situation?"

"It does!" The Three Kings of Tar replied without a hint of emotion.

An Ke shrugged and looked at Old Crocodile. "Old Crocodile, curse them."

Old Crocodile grinned. "You got it, young friend!"

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