Chapter 346: Chapter 346: The Weak Chicken’s Background
What does this an?
It ans that weak chicken’s Spiritual Network covers a broader range than her own.
In the pitch-black pit, Ji You turned towards weak chicken. Although she couldn’t see the expression on his face, the mont she slightly turned her head towards weak chicken, his figure in the shadows trembled slightly.
Hmm?
It seems not only is the range of his Spiritual Silk broad, but his Spiritual Silk is also very sensitive.
A glimr of inquisitive interest flashed through Ji You’s eyes, but her face remained expressionless as she casually asked: "Oh—soone there? How far?"
weak chicken lowered his head and thought for a mont, then said, "Probably, around over 500 ters away?"
Ji You didn’t make a sound.
Then, she sent out her own spiritual touch. At first, she didn’t notice anything, but a few seconds later, she detected that there indeed was a person about 500 ters away, crouching and moving stealthily.
Based on the other person’s speed of movent, when weak chicken detected his whereabouts, he should have been around 600-550 ters away from the place where both of them were hiding...
This—ans that weak chicken’s range of the Spiritual Network tentacles is at least 550-600 ters, and perhaps, weak chicken might have hidden his actual range, maybe his Spiritual Network could reach 700 ters, 800 ters, 900 ters, or even higher.
After estimating for a while, Ji You was suddenly not happy.
Her 100% Spiritual Silk Cleaning Rate, currently only grants a maximum range of 500 ters in the Spiritual Silk Network. Beyond 500 ters, she is practically blind.
Why is weak chicken so much higher than her?
This thing, obviously worthless.
Could it be? Does this thing have at least 50% Spiritual Silk Cleaning Rate? Possible? Impossible!
Therefore, Ji You could only think of one possibility: Perhaps weak chicken doesn’t have a high Spiritual Silk Cleaning Rate, but a higher Spiritual Level, which allows him to use more Spiritual Silk...
She only has 6 strands, while he might have 6,000, 60,000, or even 600,000...
Moreover—weak chicken, right in front of her, extended his Spiritual Network to check the surroundings; Ji You being so close still didn’t feel even the slightest spiritual fluctuations.
What does this imply?
...
As Ji You fell into contemplation, weak chicken beside her couldn’t help but shrink his neck:
The air pressure was getting lower, and he was finding it sowhat suffocating.
What’s happening?
Unintentionally, weak chicken increased the distance between himself and Ji You and quietly asked: "Queen... shall we leave now?"
The Spiritual Silk detected that the person had left. But Rag Queen made no movent, so weak chicken mustered up the courage to break the silence and ask about the next step.
Ji You looked at weak chicken, her expression rather complex: honestly, encountering this weak chicken by accident, there were so many mysteries about him that were unclear to her—this also ant weak chicken represented uncertainty, one wrong move, and he might backlash against Ji You.
Maybe—even though he appears so weak, he might be a hidden master?
It made Ji You want to just straightforwardly and brutally kill him, yet she couldn’t bring herself to do it.
Caught in a dilemma.
Ji You, with a darkened face, increasingly irritable said: "Are we not leaving, staying here to celebrate the New Year?"
weak chicken: "..."
Ying~
The temper of a boss indeed is fickle.
Better to provoke less.
weak chicken dared not make a sound.
Ji You pushed aside the grass at the entrance of the burrow and slowly crawled out, followed closely by weak chicken.
Ji You said, "Let’s quietly head west."
Weak chicken was still a bit unsure: "Queen... Are we really going to take this gamble?" He had guessed a bit of Ji You’s plan, which was to move ahead in advance, find a good hiding spot, and then wait for the opportunity to snipe the enemy.
But—
The final position was just his estimate, with a confidence of less than thirty percent.
And the Rag Queen was going to go over there?
Weak chicken was a bit afraid to gamble.
Ji You’s eyes were fixed on the path ahead, and her ears tuned to the surroundings, she squinted and said, "Take a gamble, a bicycle may turn into a motorcycle."
Though she said this, the reality was that Ji You had no choice but to gamble; currently injured, she couldn’t confront others head-on and could only find a hidden spot in advance to ambush others.
Weak chicken twitched the corner of his mouth:
Bicycle?
Motorcycle?
These products from the era of Ancient Earth were not commonly spoken about, but the phrase did sound catchy. It’s just—hopefully, it won’t end up being a gamble where the cha turns into a motorcycle.
However, weak chicken dared not voice this thought; puffing up his cheeks, he complinted, "The Queen is truly courageous!"
Without further ado, Ji You and weak chicken stealthily headed towards the estimated safe position. Along the way, thanks to the reminders from weak chicken, they encountered no significant twists, managing a smooth journey filled with minor scares but no dangers, and safely arrived at the location.
Soon, Ji You found a fairly secluded hiding spot in the attic of the tallest building around.
Here, it must be ntioned, during the previous surprise attack by a man and a woman, avoidance was impossible. Ji You had been shot twice in the shoulder and elbow, yet the weak chicken who was with her remained completely unhard.
Both were forced to feign death, yet one was truly unscathed while she was genuinely injured.
This made Ji You even more distressed.
At this mont, while weak chicken was lively, Ji You had to drag her injured body and slowly climb the stairs.
This world was truly unfair to those who seriously engage in competitions.
Whine~
Despite being injured, Ji You quickly hid inside the attic. The attic was extrely low, making it impossible to stand upright; one had to bend over or simply lie down on the floor.
The entire attic looked like a small-sized bunker, with only a tiny window for observing the outside.
Ji You instructed, "I’ll take a quick nap. Keep an eye on the surroundings within a 1000-ter radius and let
know imdiately if there’s any disturbance."
Weak chicken jumped in fright: "Boss! Are you going to sleep? You shouldn’t sleep at this ti!" Who sleeps in an arena?
Ji You: "..."
Ji You, with a stern face, said, "I’m just resting to recover my energy. I’ll leave the surroundings to your watch for now. Can’t you handle even this little task?"
Upon hearing this, weak chicken knew he had misunderstood. Slightly embarrassed, he scratched his head and said, "Okay! Queen, you have a good rest. I’ll take care of the nearby surveillance, and I promise to complete the task!"
A flicker passed through Ji You’s eyes.
She intentionally ntioned a range of 1000 ters; yet weak chicken agreed so casually and easily, suggesting that his coverage of the Spiritual Network truly could reach 1000 ters?
Or, was he rely talking big?
Ji You narrowed her eyes, silently observing. Then, realizing that weak chicken was tensely keeping his face and genuinely seed to be on alert, not faking at all.
For a mont, Ji You was also a bit puzzled.
Could it be—
Had she really misjudged this weak chicken, and he was actually a hidden expert?
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