Chapter 74

The armor-piercing shell hit the tire of the new car, but instead of bursting the tire, it was deflected.

This car was the latest model of the Beetle, a true masterpiece. Its tires could withstand ordinary armor-piercing shells and even flesh bullets.

He could be certain that these people's target was definitely not him; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to handle the situation so easily. It certainly wasn't these little brats.

Although he didn't know why the shot was deflected, now wasn't the time to be puzzled. Hero slapped the fat man's butt and said, "In the future, you'd better behave yourself, or I'll use you to clean the toilet."

After saying that, Hero rushed straight toward the building.

Twenty seconds later, Hero appeared on the rooftop of the building. Apart from a few drops of blood on the ground, there was nothing else to be found.

Based on Hero's experience, if nothing unexpected happened, someone would definitely have died this time. Something must have happened suddenly, causing the mechanic to fire the shot in a panic.

A gentle breeze blew across the rooftop. Hero suddenly sniffed the air and detected the scent of blood. This faint trace of blood was so weak that even animals couldn't detect it. Only plants had a sensitivity surpassing that of animals. The roots in his nostrils detected this scent. Since the transformation, every hair on his body had become a root.

The mechanic must have been injured. Although he tried to hide the scent of the wound, he couldn't escape the tracking of this freak, Hero.

Although this small town had no psychic police, it did have a secret energy fluctuation monitoring station set up in the local police station. The energy fluctuation from the red-haired earth spider's shot triggered the alarm, locking onto the building where the incident occurred.

In the afternoon of the small town, a stray dog walked by the roadside, looking listless. There were few passersby, as most people were taking their afternoon naps after lunch.

In a dimly lit warehouse, a figure darted in, found a hiding spot, and then held his breath, gritting his teeth as he poured red medicine from a vial onto his right shoulder, almost fainting from the pain.

This medicine not only masked the scent of the wound but was also an excellent healing agent.

He was attacked by a shadow, almost having his neck snapped. Fortunately, he reacted quickly. In the end, he escaped at the cost of a punctured shoulder blade.

How could a psychic, moving in the dark, not be aware of the shadow's existence?

The shadow was too strong.

Although he didn't know why the shadow attacked him, if it really pushed him to the brink, he would take it down with him.

To be safe, the red-haired earth spider's breathing was reduced to the bare minimum needed to sustain life. His right shoulder was severely injured, and he had just used the medicine, needing some time for it to take effect. During this period, he couldn't move, or he might permanently damage his shoulder.

He was fully focused on the movements inside the warehouse, guarding against the shadow that might appear at any moment in the darkness. However, he didn't notice the additional roots growing from the warehouse walls. Hero was crouching outside, following the faint scent of blood to this location. His prey was inside.

A mechanic who could use armor-piercing shells was no weakling. If he acted rashly, he might end up dead.

The roots that infiltrated the warehouse discovered the prey's location, and dozens of vines sprouted from the ground.

The red-haired earth spider leaned against a shelf, feeling the itchy sensation from his wound, as if insects were crawling inside his flesh. He couldn't help but shudder, knowing that the medicine was taking effect, promoting the growth of new flesh.

How could Hero give him the chance to heal? Just as the red-haired earth spider was enduring the pain of the new flesh growing, he suddenly felt a chill, sensing danger from below!

"Is the shadow coming?" The thought of the shadow made the earth spider jump immediately. His fear of the shadow had reached the point where he saw shadows in everything.

The shadow's weakness was that it couldn't exist without a surface or the ground!

As he leaped into the air, dozens of vines burst from the ground.

"Not the shadow? A naturalist?" The earth spider's combat experience was vast. As he wondered, his gun in his left hand instinctively fired several shots at the ground, and his soul emblem activated simultaneously.

Psychic energy surged into the gun, activating the freezing emblem in the barrel. The bullets, as they passed through the barrel, were imbued with a frost effect.

The vines that shot up from the ground hadn't even reached the earth spider before they were instantly frozen.

Just as the first wave of vines was frozen, dozens more shot out from the far corner of the wall, startling the earth spider, who immediately turned his gun.

His attention was drawn to the dozens of vines shooting toward him. Before he could fire and freeze them, he felt his body suspended in mid-air, bound by dozens of vines to the shelf.

The red-haired earth spider's right shoulder had a large hole. Just as he tried to break free from the vines, a slight movement caused him intense pain, making his body tremble. In that split second, Hero seized the opportunity, and dozens of roots pierced the wound in the earth spider's right shoulder.

The red-haired earth spider had been through life and death countless times, experiencing the most desperate situations. He had also been ambushed by a naturalist before.

He mistakenly identified Hero as a naturalist, a beautiful misunderstanding. The red-haired earth spider instantly switched his weapon and, after the dozens of roots pierced his shoulder, swung his knife.

This was an incredibly sharp patterned weapon, and the dozens of roots were cut like noodles.

The red-haired earth spider didn't want to be tied to the shelf as a live target. He was a gun-wielding mechanic, and without the ability to use his gun, he was as good as dead.

With a loud roar, he channeled all his psychic energy into a fiery red shield emblem in his inner armor, a shield of rage.

The only effect of the shield of rage was a burst of rage, which could instantly repel or shatter anything binding him or approaching him.

No matter which school of psychic, those who didn't practice some defensive abilities were doomed to a short life.

The shield of rage was activated, and a burst of scorching rage exploded from the shield. Under precise psychic control, this burst of rage roared like an angry lion, emitting a sound that shattered the air. This was the shield of rage's binding-breaking technique: Roar of the Flame Lion.

In that instant, the red-haired earth spider felt a loss of control over his bodily functions, and the binding-breaking technique was released along with the waste from his body.

The four most pleasurable things in the world, none of which involve women, are: defecation, urination, nose-picking, and ear-digging.

At that moment, the red-haired earth spider lost control of both his bladder and bowels. This was all thanks to the roots, as Hero had sent the effects of two bottles of enhanced barrier gas pills into the red-haired earth spider's body.

Even if the red-haired earth spider had promptly cut the roots, it was too late, as he had mistaken Hero for a naturalist.

Who said that using roots and vines meant one was a naturalist? Could it not be a life master with naturalist talents?

No one would have thought a life master could be so shameless. But who said life masters couldn't be shameless?

In this world, only the dead are not shameless.