Chapter 47

Indeed, it is red.

But it is not blood; rather, it resembles a powder, or fine, small crystals.

Mixed in the dense, patterned white fur of the Elite Snowlight Deer, from a distance, it indeed looks like blood. Lin Feng took out a red crystal about one-tenth the size of a fingernail, his gaze focused as he carefully observed it, "Hmm..."

"Is it an elemental crystal?"

"It doesn't seem like it."

Whether it's an elemental crystal or an elemental core, they are usually a single, whole piece.

Moreover, it's difficult to identify when it's broken into such fine powder. Although Lin Feng was relatively familiar with metal ores, his knowledge was limited to the various levels of elemental cores. There are countless minerals and fossils, including oxides and color-changing stones. To identify them all... it's too difficult.

Furthermore, the knowledge he learned at the Jiaoyang District初级基因学院 (Primary Genetic Academy) was only basic.

"Let's put it away for now." Lin Feng made a quick decision. His intuition told him that these fine, powder-like crystals were not ordinary. He quickly collected all the patterned white fur along with the red powder, then took out the Elite Snowlight Deer's crystal core, a smile appearing on his face.

In total, at least 7 gold coins.

This time, he had made a big profit!

...

Not far away, in the ruins.

A group of seven adventurers looked disgruntled. Among them was a female archer with an ice bow, a genetic warrior carrying an electromagnetic cannon, and an experienced hunter exploring the area. In the center stood a man in genetic battle armor, wielding a laser sword, with seven stars on his chest.

A standard seven-person adventurer squad.

"Can't find that Elite Snowlight Deer?"

"It was too chaotic earlier, and we accidentally let it escape."

"What a pity, that Elite Snowlight Deer had a lot of rare earth elements."

"Never mind, at least we know the rumors aren't false. Rare earth elements really have appeared in the C02 ruins. If we can find even a small vein, we'll be rich! A tiny bit of powder is worth a lot of gold coins. Let's speed up, don't let other squads get it!"

...

At this moment, Lin Feng was heading towards the cave.

It was his place of residence. Without a capsule alloy house or a military tent, he had to choose a more concealed area to avoid unnecessary dangers. Enduring the intense pain, Lin Feng pushed through the dense wild grass and moved a large rock, quickly returning to the cave.

"Click!" He activated the genetic nutrient pod and entered it.

Compared to the healing effects of spiritual energy, the genetic nutrient pod was clearly inferior, but it was better than nothing. Feeling a cool sensation enter his body, the pain lessened significantly. Lin Feng then began to practice the Flowing Cloud Technique, but the spiritual energy in his body was extremely thin.

"It's gone..." Lin Feng sighed helplessly.

Usually, when practicing the Flowing Cloud Technique, his spiritual energy was barely sufficient.

But when using the Nine Dragon True Scripture, his spiritual energy was depleted after just two moves. The difference was significant.

"Relying too much on the Nine Dragon True Scripture is not a good thing." As genetic energy slowly absorbed into his body, Lin Feng's mind gradually calmed down. He carefully analyzed the battle he had just fought. Although he won relatively cleanly, there were many areas that could be improved.

"The mind technique is crucial."

"The Flowing Cloud Technique must be replaced. A yellow-grade mind technique is hard to obtain, but at least I need a first-class mind technique."

The exchange space of the battle world flashed in Lin Feng's mind, and he was determined.

For ancient martial artists, the most important thing is the mind technique.

"Secondly, a battle knife!" Lin Feng's brows furrowed. Since entering the wilderness, he had already destroyed several alloy battle knives. Especially in this battle, if he had a high-quality battle knife, he might have severely injured the Elite Snowlight Deer with the first strike.

Other things like qi techniques and movement techniques are secondary.

Mind technique! Battle knife!

These are what he currently needs most.

Lin Feng silently repeated these in his mind, then continued to practice the Flowing Cloud Technique to heal his injuries.

...

One day later.

"Almost there." Lin Feng moved his arm.

His left arm was mostly healed, but the wound on his left shoulder would take more than a day or two to fully recover.

But, it wouldn't hinder his fighting ability.

Lin Feng slowly walked out of the cave, gazing at the distant ruins, his eyes filled with longing and anticipation. This trial had been very fulfilling and satisfying for him. The only regret was that he still lacked the strength to enter the ruins, the area that made his blood boil.

"Wait for me."

"Next time, I will come again..."

Lin Feng's eyes sparkled.

Leaving the cave, his figure gradually disappeared.

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"Boom!" "Clang!"

Blades and swords clashed, and the energy in the air exploded.

In the wilderness, covered with wild grass, a bloody battle was taking place. Dozens of Chromite Rats were fiercely attacking four ancient martial artists. Led by their leader, the Chromite Rats were like madmen, their one-meter-long bodies agile, their sharp teeth and claws adorned with chromium crystals.

The four ancient martial artists were severely injured, especially the shortest one, whose arms were covered in blood, and his thighs were bleeding profusely. Most shockingly, he had lost an ear.

The most disheveled was a heavily made-up woman. Her elemental battle suit had been torn to shreds, revealing her body, and there was a large, bloody hole in her left chest, a sight too gruesome to bear.

A bald man was covered in wounds, his eyes bloodshot, but his fighting spirit remained undiminished.

These four ancient martial artists were Li Min's adventurer squad.

Indeed, the wilderness was 'safe.'

But that was only relative, not absolute.

The number of battle martial artists who die in the wilderness each year is still quite large, though it is much smaller compared to the ruins. The most dangerous thing in the wilderness is not the high-level beast soldiers, but the group-living elemental beasts, such as ant colonies, insects, or...

Rats.

"Damn it!" Lei Bao wielded a large axe, chopping wildly, but he was already feeling exhausted.

These Chromite Rats were too cunning, and their attacks were devious. Each one was not very strong, but together they were relentless. A single mistake could result in a bite. As their injuries worsened, their situation became increasingly dire.

"Boss, save me!" Haozi screamed, one of his eyes bleeding profusely, having been clawed out by a Chromite Rat.

"We're dead, we're really going to die..." Jinjie's face was pale, all traces of her previous arrogance gone. Half of her breast had been bitten off, and her buttocks were riddled with holes. Most tragically, her face was covered in claw marks, leaving her disfigured.

Chromite Rats prefer to attack areas with more flesh.

"Hold on! Don't give up! Someone will come to save us!" Li Min shouted hoarsely.

The red light on his crystal watch kept flashing. He had pressed the distress button as soon as they were in danger, but whether anyone would come to their rescue...

Often, it was just a hopeless wish.

After all, human nature is selfish.

But this time...

The distress call seemed to have worked.

"Someone's coming!"

"Really, someone's coming!"

Jinjie and Haozi's eyes lit up as they saw a figure sprinting towards them from the distance.

The face seemed familiar?

"Ah Feng!?" Li Min was stunned. Seeing that familiar face and the tattered genetic battle armor, covered in blood, with a large, gruesome hole in his left shoulder, Li Min's eyes widened in horror, and he shouted, "Don't come over, Ah Feng, run away!"

No way!

The ones they had been waiting for so desperately were a newcomer who had just graduated from the academy, with a zero adventurer level?

Jinjie, Haozi, and even Lei Bao felt a deep sense of despair.

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