274: Chapter 272 Hunting Plan 274: Chapter 272 Hunting Plan All the details about the situation were recounted by the monster Wen Wen, and although Wen Wen naturally wouldn’t completely believe them, he also wouldn’t entirely dismiss them.
Wen Wen was a man who knew himself well; he had long since figured out what sort of person he was.
According to his own habits, most of what had been said was likely true, but the other party might have concealed sothing very important, sothing that could be a matter of life and death.
That’s why Wen Wen chose to first visit the room with the large iron bed to verify the truth.
He wanted to try if he could leave this place through the iron bed; if it were possible, he wouldn’t need to adhere to the conditions he had discussed with the monster Wen Wen.
After all, the two of them had only made a verbal agreent, and Wen Wen believed that if necessary, the other party would also not hesitate to break the agreent…
“Ah, I’m just such an unreliable person,” he sighed.
Upon entering the room with the iron bed, Wen Wen conducted another thorough search and discovered signs of a massive energy explosion, which seed to add credibility to the monster Wen Wen’s words.
Next, he lay down on the iron bed, thinking about leaving this place and started to lie on the bed, sprawl, kneel, sit cross-legged, stand on his head, stand on one leg…
In short, Wen Wen tried various positions, including so embarrassing ones, but no matter what stunts he pulled, the iron bed did not produce any anomalies.
“It seems that if I want to leave this place, I may have to stick to the agreent with him,” Wen Wen concluded.
With a sigh, Wen Wen hesitated no more and directly followed the scent of that Food Madman he had encountered before.
He had to kill that strange lunatic and then allow monster Wen Wen to erge as the victor of this gladiatorial combat.
The lunatic’s scent was easy to track; his surroundings were always filled with the aroma of various kinds of food, so Wen Wen quickly found him.
At the mont, the lunatic was sitting in the center of a hall, with a large chunk of humanoid chocolate beside him.
He would occasionally break off a piece from the humanoid chocolate and stuff it into his mouth.
In this eerie asylum, he was probably one of the few monsters who didn’t have to face hunger.
This fellow’s ability was virtually unsolvable.
With monster Wen Wen’s limited powers, trying to tackle him was sheer fantasy.
Of course, Wen Wen himself didn’t really know how to start, either.
Now the lunatic was almost unprotected, sitting on the ground and nibbling on chocolate, making it seem not difficult to kill him.
But the reason he had such a relaxed attitude was because he was almost completely safe here!
Whether it was monsters or energy attacks, anything that ca within three ters of him would be transford into food, which almost guaranteed he couldn’t be fatally wounded.
When he wanted to attack, he would stimulate his enemy’s hunger and then make their body emit an irresistible fragrance; except for freaks like Wen Wen, very few could withstand that sensation.
“To hunt him, I need to think of a good strategy; I can’t be reckless.”
After pondering for a mont, Wen Wen snapped his fingers, and the Knee Smasher Puppet appeared out of thin air.
Its little eyes glead as it swung its tiny hamr, ready to smash down on a knee at any mont.
Wen Wen pointed towards the Food Madman, and the Knee Smasher Puppet noted the Food Madman, then carried its tiny hamr and stepped forward with its short strides, gradually approaching the Food Madman.
When it got to about five or six ters away, the Food Madman noticed the Knee Smasher Puppet and glanced at it.
Just that one glance sent the Knee Smasher Puppet into a frenzy.
“If you dare look down on , I’ll smash your kneecaps!”
It charged toward the Food Madman like a shell fired from a cannon, but as it entered the three-ter range, its wooden body transford into the material of brown taffy.
The taffy body was highly disadvantageous for moving forward.
It bounced and hopped trying to attack the Food Madman’s knees, but the Food Madman easily caught it and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing and chewing, only to find out that no matter what, he couldn’t chew through the taffy.
After all, the Knee Smasher Puppet was a Containnt Item; one of its inherent properties was that it was indestructible.
So even though it had turned into taffy, the Food Madman couldn’t harm it.
The Food Madman’s teeth ached from the chewing, and annoyed, he threw the Knee Smasher Puppet away.
The Knee Smasher Puppet regrouped and was ready to attack again when Wen Wen snapped his fingers and it disappeared into thin air.
Having observed enough, Wen Wen knew how to deal with this Food Madman.
“Even after transforming into food, it can maintain its own characteristics and abilities.
His ability isn’t as insurmountable as it seems; at most, its strength can’t be utilized due to the food’s properties.
With that in mind, if I directly enter his three-ter radius, ard with the Catastrophe Gloves, I should be able to kill him.”
In Wen Wen’s mind erged a scene of an enormous fried chicken, towering over a lunatic, beating him relentlessly while bits fell off…
“No, that’s too risky.” Wen Wen shook his head, dismissing the previous thought.
Safety first, after all.
“The second discovery is that whatever enters his bodily range turns into whatever food his ability decides, not what he himself decides.
Otherwise, he would have tried to transform the puppet into a material other than taffy after realizing he couldn’t chew it…”
“Moreover, the ground and walls around him didn’t change, so perhaps I can use the walls to kill him.”
Wen Wen scratched his chin, tentatively formulating a plan.
He first found a cast-iron pot from sowhere and forcibly twisted it into the shape of a copper hot pot.
Then he stood brazenly in front of the Food Madman, his Wings of Steel morphing into a long, bladed chain, which shot into the Food Madman’s three-ter radius, turning into two wide noodles.
But these indestructible noodles wrapped around the Food Madman’s body, and with a tug from Wen Wen on the outside, he flung the Food Madman toward a wall.
If this could harm him, then Wen Wen planned on smashing him to death.
Unfortunately, Wen Wen’s plan failed.
As the Food Madman was about to hit the wall, it suddenly turned into a huge cotton candy.
He hit it without sustaining any injury.
“It seems he’s not incapable of transforming the nature of walls, he just doesn’t need to.
But when threatened, he can change them,” Wen Wen concluded.
“So it seems, direct and brute force attacks won’t work on him.
Ti to try the second approach.”
Now that he’d figured out his attack range and capabilities, the Food Madman no longer posed a threat to Wen Wen; he was just a target for Wen Wen’s experints, after all, it’s not like he could run fast.
Wen Wen smirked, then snapped his fingers, and flas wrapped around the iron pot.
He hurled the scorching pot with great force.
As Wen Wen anticipated, the pot turned into food, only this ti it beca a boiling hot pot…
The hot oil and the odd mix of food inside scalded the Food Madman who scread in agony; anwhile, Wen Wen watched his misery with interest.
Such a fascinating ability was indeed rare.
The Food Madman pointed at Wen Wen and shouted, “You damned fried chicken, can’t you fight fair and square?”
“Only a fool would fight you fair and square.”
Wen Wen curled his lip and detached a piece of heating pipe decorated with a plastic bamboo pattern.
“This should turn into sugarcane, I’ll give it a try.”
With that, Wen Wen threw the heating pipe over…
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