After Yu Yuan left the motel main guest room, everything about Star Duke vanished along with it.
Yu Yuan also had a rough guess about how Star Duke had silently approached the shelter.
If nothing went wrong, it was either through an item similar to invisibility or a title ability similar to the Concealnt in his [Neighborhood Shadow].
He also understood that as the rankings of players launching invasion wars beca higher and higher, their strength would beco increasingly troubleso to deal with.
Rare Artifacts were also not as scarce as he had imagined; what was truly scarce were those powerful Rare Artifacts capable of making it onto the Rare Item Leaderboard.
For those Rare Artifacts without rankings, among the Veteran Players, perhaps they were no longer a secret.
With this understanding, Yu Yuan took out the [Ceasefire Token] he had previously obtained from opening the Newbie Treasure Chest.
Activate and use it.
[Ceasefire Token has been activated. Ceasefire duration: 7 days]
With the appearance of this notification, Yu Yuan no longer had to worry about player invasions for the ti being.
He looked at [Defense - Spiked Trap] on the Virtual Light Screen.
It was ti to construct this facility. Star Duke's appearance had ultimately made Yu Yuan feel a renewed sense of crisis.
And he also needed to digest the spoils of war.
Johnck Zoo underground laboratory.
Command center.
"The Rat's traces have been captured again. Duration: 3.6 seconds. This ti, the location of its appearance is the Orleans Hotel in District 11."
"Just now, the Animal Tar has arrived at Red Shore Park, where the Rat previously appeared, and discovered a corpse that has been mostly devoured. The remains of the corpse have been confird to be the python that escaped from the zoo earlier," the technician's reporting voice echoed in the hall.
"This Rat's evolution speed is too fast. Its rate of evolution has broken all our experintal records."
"Damn it! It devoured so many spiritual organs at once. It's already lucky it didn't explode from spiritual conflict, yet it's still evolving this quickly," several missionaries whispered among themselves.
Preacher Miller listened to his colleagues' discussion and also frowned.
The appearance of this Rat happened before he and the Saint arrived in Green Forest City.
It was an accidental product of a sacrificial ritual perford by the previous Saint who was in charge of the Aurora Animal Assistance Association here.
And yet, after all this ti, the bones of the previous Saint have already dissolved, but this rat not only hasn't died, it's living more and more comfortably.
This is sowhat unbelievable.
"Cold Crow, what kind of ritual was Missionary Moga performing back then that could create such a troubleso mutated creature?"
"Miller, we really don't know about this matter. Back then, Saint Moga perford the ritual alone in the room. He said it was a new attempt and forbade us from disturbing him."
Missionary Cold Crow showed a look of recollection.
"The ritual was perford in District 9 at the ti. Later, it seed the ritual failed, and Saint Moga fell into a coma during that ritual. Cold Bamboo and I were guarding outside. Hearing the commotion inside and realizing sothing was wrong, we opened the door and imdiately brought Saint Moga back. But halfway, he..."
"We initially didn't know about the existence of the Rat. After so ti, Hogg from the Eastern City Police Station suddenly reported to Green Robe.
He said maintenance workers in the sewers saw a giant rat down there. After investigation and examination, they finally found the room where Saint Moga had perford the ritual.
Only then did we connect that Rat with Saint Moga. After that, Hogg also tried to capture that rat, but unfortunately, all attempts failed, and it beca increasingly cunning. Then you and the Saint arrived."
"All of this was also reported to the Saint at the ti."
Listening to their descriptions, the Saint lightly tapped his fingers on the chair.
Then he picked up that half-sheet of blueprint with ritual symbols drawn on it again, falling into thought.
After a long while, he looked up again at the several n.
"Notify everyone: from now on, don't provoke that rat. This Rat may have already entered its tamorphosis period."
tamorphosis period!
When these three words were spoken, the other missionaries showed puzzled expressions. Only Missionary Miller's face revealed a look of horror.
He looked at the Saint in shock, his mouth slightly agape as if wanting to ask sothing.
Seemingly noticing his gaze, the Saint just gave a slight nod. Miller's heart instantly surged with turbulent waves.
"Saint, what is a tamorphosis period?" Cold Crow asked, looking puzzled.
The Saint, however, slightly shook his head.
"It's sowhat complicated. You just need to know that out of ten thousand Spiritual Creatures, not even one might enter a tamorphosis period!"
Cold Crow's face showed delight, a gleam flashing in his eyes.
"Doesn't that an the Rat is extrely rare and precious?"
The corner of the Saint's mouth revealed a mocking smile.
"Rare? It is indeed rare... but it's not sothing we can covet..." His gaze swept over Cold Crow and the other missionaries.
"I'll only say this once. If you don't want to die, no one should provoke it during this ti."
"Also, relay this ssage to Hogg of Black Shield. Tell him to control his subordinates well. Otherwise, when they die, don't bla for not warning them."
The Saint's words poured a basin of cold water over Cold Crow and the others' heads, instantly sobering them up.
The Saint's aning was already very clear.
Now, that Rat was no longer sothing they could deal with. In fact, its strength had already exceeded their ability to handle.
But... how is that possible!
With deep confusion, Cold Crow, facing the Saint's warning gaze, still closed his mouth.
"It's actually the tamorphosis period. That rat... actually entered the tamorphosis period. Doesn't that an, once it completes its tamorphosis, it will beco..."
Miller didn't dare to think further.
Although even among Spiritual Creatures that enter the tamorphosis period, very few can complete the tamorphosis, it has ultimately crossed the most difficult step and has a promising future.
Thinking of this, Miller already felt sowhat unable to sit still. He instinctively felt this matter wasn't that simple.
But Cold Crow and the others had already begun to have so other thoughts.
Although they didn't understand the significance of the tamorphosis period, the Saint's solemn attitude alone already explained everything.
A mutated creature being rare represents powerful strength, and powerful strength represents power...
But how to find that rat?
Soon, the several missionaries left one after another to convey the Saint's aning.
Miller finally looked at the Saint.
"Saint, has that rat really entered the tamorphosis period?"
Looking at Miller's gaze, the Saint chuckled lightly.
"Pretty much, eighty or ninety percent sure!"
"Then why did you tell them about this?" Miller was very puzzled.
Tch...
The Saint laughed disdainfully.
"Miller, I didn't expect you to be flustered too. Let ask you, did you find the intruder who infiltrated the laboratory a few days ago?"
"N-no!"
"What about Lilith's body?"
"No!"
"What about the lost potions and data?"
"A-also no!" By now, Miller was already sweating on his forehead. At the sa ti, he seed to understand the Saint's aning.
"You an... lure the snake out of its hole?"
"Hmph... Since you understand, go prepare quickly!"
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