The idea of monopolizing the market had crossed her mind before.
Amalia hadn’t said anything, but Kenny Lin had already brought it up first.
"Should we wait until the mutated creatures begin their attack on the city?"
"We don’t need to wait. We should act now. Even if the Owlfire becos suspicious, on the day of the attack, its territory will likely have fewer guards left behind."
Amalia no longer worried about his safety since they didn’t need to dig up all the trees.
The two decided to split up and take care of the matter before dawn.
After discussing the details of their plan, Kenny Lin left.
Amalia stayed in place and waited for his signal.
She expected Kenny Lin’s signal to be sothing like fireworks in the sky, but she was surprised when she felt the ground shake.
The explosion ca from the central part of the mountain area, which was the Owlfire’s true lair.
A mont later, a loud, high-pitched, and angry screech echoed in the air.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through.
Amalia looked up to see a large shadow flying overhead.
It was the Owlfire, and the patrol teams had also dispersed.
Amalia didn’t know what Kenny Lin’s current situation was, but she took a deep breath and pulled out her long knife.
Without hesitation, she slashed, sending several blades of energy flying and cutting down a few blue skin trees at once.
Amalia moved stealthily through the area, collecting the blue skin trees as she went.
The storage space available on Earth wasn’t large enough to accommodate a blue skin tree over 500 years old, as even the shortest one would be at least several ters tall.
Thus, she had to store them in the Soltice Ring.
The Solstice Ring’s grid could stack items, with one grid holding one item, but there were no quantity limits.
Thanks to the battle between Kenny Lin and the Owlfire, the noise covered her actions and allowing her to chop down blue skin trees without being detected by the mutated creatures.
As she ventured further, Amalia found older blue skin trees and confirming her earlier hypothesis.
Toward the end, she encountered trees that were over a thousand years old.
Amalia cut down a few more trees and then heard a long whistle from the distance.
She quickly stored the blue skin trees and decided to retreat.
The horizon was beginning to lighten, signaling the approach of dawn.
The dangerous and mysterious disaster zone was slowly coming back to life.
At the base of the mountain, Amalia and Kenny Lin crouched in a dense thicket, counting their spoils.
"I didn’t touch any blue skin trees under 500 years old. We have 189 trees aged 500 years, 102 trees aged 600 to 900 years, and 25 trees over 1,000 years."
"That’s too few! There should have been at least a few thousand trees over 500 years old in that blue skin tree forest," Kenny Lin was a little dissatisfied with the numbers.
Amalia remained composed, "I intentionally didn’t take too many. If we took too much, it would be imdiately noticed. We’re playing the long ga to catch the big fish. Next ti, the entire blue skin tree forest will be ours."
Kenny Lin liked this idea, "Next ti, I’ll bring so mbers of the Lin family."
"My granduncle and aunt have a lot of amulet masters under them; we could have them co and harvest so as well."
"Alright," Kenny Lin said, albeit reluctantly.
He had already begun to think of the blue skin trees as his own property.
They didn’t consider how the Owlfire might react if it realized that the blue skin trees it protected had suddenly decreased.
"By the way, the upcoming attack by the mutated creatures on the city will likely take place at night."
Kenny Lin raised an eyebrow, "Because of the Owlfire’s underlings?"
Amalia had thought he’d ask why, but he was sharper than she expected, "Exactly. I’ve noticed that the Owlfire’s underlings include the Red Noctust, the Green Morphaloth, and the Blue Vampasloth."
"These three types of mutated creatures may not be particularly powerful individually, but when they are grouped together, their destructive power is imnse. They are less likely to be noticed during the day, but operating at night would significantly increase their impact."
Under the cover of night, even if humans discovered their presence, the dim lighting would lead to missed observations.
"Not only that, the Green Morphaloth’s powder is very poisonous. Releasing it over a human city at night could incapacitate a large area," Kenny Lin added.
"Exactly, so I estimate there’s an 80% chance the Owlfire will order its underlings to act at night."
As for the Blue Vampasloth, these mutated creatures naturally operate at night, so it would be to their advantage.
To confirm this hypothesis, they checked other high-level mutated creatures that collaborated with the Owlfire.
They found that among these high-level mutated creatures, only 40% were land-tyoe mutated creatures, while 60% were flying-type mutated creatures, indicating that the main fighting force would likely be the flying-type mutated creatures.
The two decided to head back to Fruit City.
On their way back, they unexpectedly encountered a group of familiar people being attacked by a group of mutated creatures.
"Is that person your friend?" Kenny Lin asked, while staring at the student fighting the mutated creatures ahead.
Amalia followed his gaze and saw Samuel Salvador, slightly taken aback.
She hadn’t seen Samuel Salvador in nearly a month, and his aura had changed considerably.
He usually carried a gentle deanor and rarely showed the impatience common in young people, but she was surprised to see how ruthless he was when fighting mutated creatures.
Wielding a large knife, his brow exuded intense bloodlust, and every strike nearly cleaved the mutated creatures in half.
Despite his ferocity, he instilled a sense of security in those around him, so his peers, though feeling he had changed, still stuck close to him.
"He’s Samuel Salvador. What’s the matter?" Amalia asked.
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