90: Chapter 75: Little An 90: Chapter 75: Little An “Little An, don’t worry, there are plenty of toys, don’t worry …”
At the scene where another “corpse” vanished, Lu Ping’an pulled the tentacle that was trying to whip the corpse, attempting to soothe its bloodthirsty desire.
Little An, 2-tier Magic Plant, the special individual of Lu Ping’an’s Twisted Poison Whiskers.
Originally, it would only send Lu Ping’an a series of bloodthirsty impulses such as tearing, hunting, and pulling.
Lu Ping’an’s “Listening to Life” could only hear and lure, making it quite difficult to ta.
More often than not, the tentacle attacks relied on Little An’s natural attacking instincts, which made them simple and monotonous.
But now, with “Life Resonance,” Lu Ping’an can convey more detailed and complex commands to it.
From the current results, it directly made the original templated attack thod more agile and flexible, and closer to Hua senior sister’s attack style.
This was originally the fatal flaw in Magic Plants Body Skill.
After all, while Magic Plants aren’t afraid of pain, they almost had no sense of touch feedback, making it impossible for them to manipulate with precision.
Now that it was being “used” by Lu Ping’an, it beca more delicate and accurate in his hands as a “tool.”
However, there are so minor problems that urgently need to be addressed.
“…I know it’s uncomfortable without flesh and blood nutrients, but wait a little longer, when we go out, I’ll take you to a big al …”
Although Magic Plants do not understand language, “Life Resonance” transmitted the embedded intention in the words.
The tentacles gently touched Lu Ping’an’s hand, expressing satisfaction…
Newborn Magic Plants are actually quite easy to please; as long as they are well-fed and well-cared for, they are content since their only pursuit is survival.
Little An is the only Magic Plant that can currently “communicate” and is the oldest of them all.
It was the first fusion of Magic Plants in the Forest Secret Realm that day and the only lucky one that grew up among them to this day.
Lu Ping’an spent a lot of resources and effort on it, even conducting a second “investnt” (the only successful experint), but it absorbed the Life Curse Power and seed to have evolved, but it was still just a 2-tier Magic Plant.
However, its twisted and mutated body made the individual larger, and its tentacle regeneration and extension speed increased.
When fully spread out, it was up to four or five ters high, enough to fill a small room from top to bottom.
Simply put, it felt like the final BOSS in so bio-horror movies.
As a price, the poison from the evergreen vine beca noticeably weaker, as if diluted by an even stronger “Regeneration” biological module.
“Violent.”
Another round of explosion, but this ti, Lu Ping’an, using “Little An,” subconsciously guided and controlled the extended tentacles.
Under the influence of Life Resonance, the Magic Plant beca his extended limbs, under his command.
It was still a full-screen crazy attack, but Lu Ping’an only needed to guide one or two of them to perform precise whipping, greatly increasing the threat and making it difficult for the opponent to bear.
” …
Bastard!”
In order to dodge the whip occupying the upper space, the opponent suddenly rolled like a lazy donkey, rolling several tis until it disappeared on the spot.
This scene made Lu Ping’an stunned for a mont because it felt like a familiar spatial fluctuation…
“Shrinking ground?
Can it be used like this?”
He indeed learned a move, but Lu Ping’an didn’t want to have to use it one day.
At the sa ti, he vaguely felt the spatial fluctuation from the rear.
The overall improvent of the body’s hardware made the “Spatial Perception” passive ability more useful.
But he still didn’t move, and even had ti to grumble a couple of trivial things.
“This kid’s ‘Shrinking ground’ is poorly practiced.
Not only is the tearing space noisy, but it’s also slow …”
“Break!”
The suddenly appeared “child” behind him to the left completed his ambush.
But Lu Ping’an just slowly turned his head and looked at him with a subtle expression.
” …
Doesn’t your hand hurt?
Didn’t you collect information about ?”
This unfortunate close combatant had not yet managed to retract his right fist from the “spikes.”
His constipated expression must be because it was very painful.
The next mont, blood spurted out directly, leaving no last words to spare, imdiately disappearing as if turning into light.
Lu Ping’an knew that his words were cold comfort – at this point in the wheel battle, many ordinary weapons could no longer hold up and were directly reimbursed, and not everyone had quasi-polluting or taboo weapons.
Since only lee would suffice and it was imperative to fight in close quarters, he could only go in with his bare hands.
On another level, Life Resonance accelerated the speed and precision of the “cactus armor” deploynt, leaving the opponent’s reaction ti lagging behind.
The improvent in precision not only increased the density of thorns in “critical areas”, making the burst of magic plants more concentrated, but also prevented them from stabbing Lu Ping’an first as they did before every use.
“The Tentacle King has won seven tis in a row, right?
The only first-tier left among the remaining people?
I don’t believe he’s just a first-tier anyway.”
“Maybe not the only one, but definitely one of the few first-tiers left.
Among the remaining people, he should be one of the most troubleso ones.
He hasn’t been completely defeated yet, which ans he hasn’t exposed all of his cards.
He could be a sneaky one, pulling a strong person down with him…”
For their peers who often only had one profession and one or two Abnormal Abilities, Lu Ping’an, who only had a first-tier, was already a monster through and through.
For the genius second-tier professionals among their peers, he was also the most difficult to deal with type of “balanced person” or “versatile player”.
He had too many ans – long-range explosive magic plants, dium-range tentacles, decent close-quarters combat prowess, and several powerful abilities on both offense and defense.
Each magic plant could make up for his shortcomings in certain areas, and it was foreseeable that as the variety of “magic plants” increased, his combat capability would steadily improve.
“Gardener, it’s really in the logistic departnt, the real Kung Fu is in the flower field…”
Lu Ping’an pondered, his body in the battlefield, his mind in the flower garden, thinking about his future magic plant cultivation plan.
“To cultivate intelligence capable of communication, at least at a level slightly lower than Little An’s cat-and-dog level, may require more nutrition and investnt, but the most troubleso thing is the ti required for intelligence growth…nevermind, better use consumables for now, like explosive items and cactus armor that don’t really need higher intelligence.”
In a sense, he was quite satisfied with Gardener’s career of planting flowers and grass, which did not require daily hard training, but more decision-making and selection, and then waiting for the flowering and harvest (main workers like Big Cat, elegant in the Eastern way!)
Lu Ping’an was lost in thought, his hands never ceasing to work; it was now 3:20, and by 4 o’clock he had to leave.
This ti, the test was different from the previous round, focusing on students’ competition, and the schools divided the test ti among themselves to avoid interference, so they had to leave when the ti was up.
But in fact, all the way to this point, ti had already stretched out a lot, and with these people still holding on, none of the remaining opponents are easy to deal with.
Under such circumstances, Lu Ping’an continued to achieve a winning streak, his strength surged again compared to the first and second rounds, especially the suddenly more agile tentacles which left countless losers cursing “old silver coins”.
“…Hiding their strength?
That’s just too much.”
“Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, it’s pointless, it’s our fault we didn’t do our howork…
No, doing howork is useless, we should learn to live like these silver pieces, preparing and hiding even more cards up our sleeves.”
They felt they had learned a good lesson and better understood the importance of information in a Secret Keeper’s career, even influencing so people’s future career planning and lives.
As for Lu Ping’an himself, he was just quietly enjoying the benefits of “information asymtry” and fighting wildly all the way.
“Now, I should still be in the 20s or 30s in rank; it’s mainly because those third-tiers are so troubleso…”
With this tournant system, it is impossible to know the rankings until the last mont.
If he wanted to aim for a cash prize, Lu Ping’an felt he still needed to keep trying.
He was still holding back, at least keeping the last type of Fusion Magic Plant in his hand.
“If I can get a third-tier standard score, I might be more stable.”
This was not ant as a jinx nor was it an intentional reverse FLAG; it’s just that as the participant pool beca smaller, encountering the “undissolvable” high-tier bones was only a matter of ti.
In fact, a very small number of people who were extrely confident in their personal strength didn’t even compete in the early stages; they directly joined the fray in the last one or two hours, just to get the high-level standard score directly.
For them, using their three lives and the advantage of their intelligence warfare on battling strong enemies was worthwhile, and their physical and ntal energy were also reserved for the final explosive phase.
If they were lucky, they could even pick up so scores from injured or exhausted opponents.
Of course, if they were unlucky or overestimated themselves, this strategy would be tantamount to voluntarily applying for a three-loss and get out.
As ti went on, the difficulty of this trial soared to the limit, and now an ordinary candidate entering the field only ant instant elimination – the pond was only left with sharks and whales.
For example, the opponent Lu Ping’an faced now was this kind of “queue jumper,” and the feeling he gave was not much worse than Wang Hai before.
anwhile, Lu Ping’an’s opponents also wanted to use elegant Eastern language to question Lu Ping’an and…
Mr.
Knight!
You want to conserve your energy and fight the exhausted strongn, but have you asked Mr.
Knight, the embodint of fairness and justice?
Three consecutive strongn arranged!
But to be fair, Lu Ping’an wanted to question Mr.
Knight as well…
“This interloper doesn’t even have much of a score and is still so hard to beat; what a loss!
Mr.
Knight, since you represent fairness and justice, don’t forget my compensation!
System, report this to Mr.
Knight now!”
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