"What is this thing?" The man in the jacket stepped forward, poking the monster on the ground with the tip of his gun.
The monster looked somewhat like a green toad, but the bumps on its back were small eyes, its mouth was on its belly, occupying almost half of its stomach. Its limbs were like human arms, but smaller, and green pus dripped from its mouth, emitting a fishy stench.
"Yuan Guai," Old Liu's face grew serious as he looked at the monster. "These things don't usually appear alone. When they do, they come in a nest. I don't know why this one is alone."
"Yuan Guai?" The man in the jacket's eyes lit up as he looked at the half-open door. "Does that mean it's related to the Ju Yuan Zhu? Is the Ju Yuan Zhu really in this room?"
Old Liu didn't speak. He gave a look to one of his men, who immediately walked slowly to the door and shone his flashlight inside. After confirming there were no monsters in sight, he cautiously entered.
A few minutes later, the subordinate opened the door. "Sixth Master, there's no danger inside."
Only then did Old Liu wave his hand, and the group walked in.
The interior of the room was old and dilapidated. Most of the valuable items had been cleared out, leaving only a few rumpled sofas and cabinets. Scraps of paper were scattered everywhere, and several worn-out cloth dolls were strewn on the floor.
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Old Liu picked up a piece of paper from the ground. The paper was severely corroded by time and very tattered. He looked at its contents. It was a rough piece of paper filled with pencil writing. This kind of paper had long been phased out of the market, and seeing it now was rare.
"Judging by the layout and the items left behind, the owner of this room left at least fifty years ago."
Old Liu examined other items and then said to everyone present, "That Yuan Guai must have made this place its nest. Our arrival disturbed it. The good news is that based on the traces of life, this room has only housed one Yuan Guai for a long time."
The man in the jacket spoke up, "Did you find any clues about the Ju Yuan Zhu? Wasn't it supposed to be in this room?"
Old Liu shook his head and took out his compass. The needle of the compass began to shake and twitch erratically towards the northeast.
"There's more bad news," Old Liu said, pointing to the compass. "The needle's constant shaking means the target's current location is not fixed. This means the Ju Yuan Zhu might be on someone or something that moves. And the Yuan Guai we just encountered might not have been disturbed by us, but by the one carrying the Ju Yuan Zhu."
"Is it still a Yuan Guai?" the man in the jacket asked.
Old Liu shook his head. "No, it might be another monster."
Then he turned to everyone around him and said solemnly, "Everyone be careful. We need to speed up our pursuit. There should be more Yuan Guai in this building."
"Understood, Sixth Master."
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"Let's go!" Old Liu, holding his compass, followed its general direction towards the northeast. What they didn't notice was that the eyes of a few cloth dolls on the ground had been watching their every move from the beginning.
Meanwhile, the moment Fang Ming entered the building, he felt the dense resentment energy within it. His heart leaped with joy. This familiar feeling, the same recipe, the same scent.
Based on the strong resentment energy in the building, Fang Ming knew that he could definitely enter the White Mist World from here!
He opened his diary.
"Following the contents of the casual writings, I arrived on the eighteenth floor of the old district. I tried to enter the White Mist World using the method I used to enter Bai Mu Village, but it didn't work. Helpless, I could only explore the building, hoping to find a way into the White Mist.
Later, I found some strange cloth dolls in some of the rooms. I felt that the clue to entering the White Mist World was related to them, so I started collecting them."
Fang Ming closed his diary, his mind racing.
"It seems I'll need to collect a certain number of cloth dolls before I can figure out how to enter the White Mist."
Since the diary provided a hint, Fang Ming didn't delay. He pushed open some doors and began searching for cloth dolls. As for the locked ones, Fang Ming didn't want to force them open yet, fearing he might disturb something within the building.
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"Click." Fang Ming pushed open a door.
Suddenly, a black shadow lunged at him. Fang Ming instinctively retreated to dodge.
"Bang!" The shadow hit the ground heavily. Fang Ming shone his flashlight on it and was immediately disgusted by the monster's appearance. It was a giant toad, and he had always loathed such animals since childhood, let alone this one.
"What the hell is this thing? Why is it so ugly?" Fang Ming took two steps back, not wanting any physical contact with it.
The monster was highly sensitive to light. Seeing Fang Ming shining his light on it, it immediately sprang up and bit at Fang Ming with its large belly-mouth.
"Swish!" A cold glint flashed, and the monster was instantly split in half in mid-air.
"So disgusting." Fang Ming flicked his tentacle, shaking off the pungent blood, and then it reverted back to an arm.
"This thing..." Fang Ming suppressed his discomfort and squatted down to examine the monster. The densely packed eyes on its back were still blinking one after another (post-mortem muscle spasms). Its large mouth was on its belly, and its appearance was peculiar. Of course, if it hadn't resembled a toad so much, Fang Ming wouldn't have been so repulsed.
"It's a bit like a Sha Zhong, but its strength is not much greater than ordinary animals. Strange, it looks more like a mutated animal?"
This monster toad was very weak, much weaker than the small Sha Zhong he had killed in Bai Mu Village. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a giant toad.
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Fang Ming couldn't understand, and the diary didn't offer any explanation, so he decided not to bother with the creature and went into the room to collect cloth dolls.
The room was simply furnished, with a few old sofas, some cabinets, and two bedrooms with a large and a small bed.
There were two cloth dolls on the sofa in the living room, and one on the bed in the bedroom. Fang Ming took them all to the living room and piled them in a corner of the sofa.
"There should be three here." After searching again and confirming there were no more, Fang Ming approached the cloth dolls and picked one up to examine.
"Indeed, these cloth dolls contain a strong resentment energy." Fang Ming, with his half-Sha Zhong constitution, had a certain sensitivity to resentment energy. These cloth dolls contained a very heavy concentration of resentment energy, almost comparable to some Sha Zhong.
"Could these things be alive?" Fang Ming said jokingly, then his expression turned serious as he thought, "Perhaps they really are alive."
Although he had only encountered monster Sha Zhong in Bai Mu Village so far, he couldn't be absolutely sure that all Sha Zhong looked like monsters. It was not impossible for these cloth dolls to be Sha Zhong...
Fang Ming picked up a cloth doll with his right hand, and in the blink of an eye, his arm transformed into a tentacle, tightly wrapping around it. The scale blade at its tip swayed like a venomous snake near the doll's forehead.
Fang Ming stared at the cloth doll and threatened, "Come alive, or don't blame me for killing you!"
"..." The cloth doll looked at Fang Ming. Why wasn't this guy following the script?
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"Not talking, huh? Then die!"
"Squelch." The scale blade pierced the doll's head, and then churned, destroying it completely. A surge of dense resentment energy flowed from within the doll into his tentacle.
Fang Ming naturally sensed this feeling and exclaimed in surprise, "Did Nannan absorb the resentment energy from the cloth doll?"
"It wasn't me," Nannan's crisp voice denied Fang Ming's guess.
"Huh? Nannan, you're awake?" Fang Ming was delighted. This fierce little cub waking up would be of great help to his future explorations.
"I just woke up, but I'll be falling asleep again soon," Nannan's sleepy voice said. "My birth was mandatory, so I'm missing a lot of resentment energy to grow to a normal state. I'll need to maintain this condition for a long time..." Her voice grew weaker, and finally, she fell silent again.
"..." Fang Ming was speechless, unable to complain. However, since Nannan said she didn't absorb it, could it be his tentacle that absorbed it?
He remembered that the villagers in Bai Mu Village would devour weaker Sha Zhong to enhance their abilities. Could his arm be subconsciously absorbing this resentment energy?
"If my tentacle's strength can continue to improve, that's good news for me," Fang Ming said happily, then his eyes turned green as he looked at the two cloth dolls on the sofa.
Why go to the White Mist World? Isn't it better to kill these strange cloth dolls to improve his strength? If he can't enter here, he can go to other places later.
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"Hehehe..." Fang Ming approached the two cloth dolls with ill intentions, his tentacles slowly reaching out like venomous snakes. But the two cloth dolls remained motionless.
"Rip..." With a few tearing sounds of fabric, the two cloth dolls turned into scraps of cloth, and two streams of pure resentment energy flowed into Fang Ming's tentacles. https:/
"Why don't these guys resist at all?" Fang Ming was certain that these cloth dolls were indeed alive, definitely not inanimate objects.
"Oh, right, let's see if the diary has any introduction to them." Fang Ming opened his diary and flipped to the later pages. Indeed, a new entry appeared.
Gray Resentment Doll: A common Sha Zhong found on the eighteenth floor. Its strength is average, its numbers are vast, and it is distributed in every room. During the day, it enters a "dead" state and cannot move. At night, it enters a "revenge" state, hunting creatures that have come into contact with its kind during the day. The more cloth dolls a creature touches, the more Gray Resentment Dolls it attracts for revenge.
"???" Fang Ming's face was full of question marks after reading the introduction. So that's how these things worked? Did his idea of leveling up by fighting monsters go up in smoke?
What if too many dolls were attracted at night, and he couldn't handle them?
Fang Ming rubbed his chin, contemplating countermeasures. He really didn't want to give up this great opportunity to improve his strength. These cloth dolls were like a bunch of experience eggs, weak but numerous. It would be a shame not to exploit them.
"I don't know the strength of the Gray Resentment Dolls in their revenge phase yet. However, based on the absorbed resentment energy, they should be equivalent to two toads. As long as they don't attack me all at once, I should be able to handle about twenty of them."
Fang Ming calculated his strength against the dolls' strength. There was still some time before nightfall, and the diary didn't offer many more clues.
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"My limit should be around sixty cloth dolls," Fang Ming calculated his limit. But in reality, he wouldn't be able to fight so many. However, Fang Ming could run, fighting and retreating. Theoretically, it was feasible.
But for safety's sake, Fang Ming decided to stop after killing about forty. He didn't know if other Sha Zhong would appear at night. If he was surrounded by the monsters in this building, he would have nowhere to cry.