Chapter 3

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When in doubt, strike decisively!

After a moment of hesitation, Wei Xiaobei threw the empty bottle at the slug with all his might.

Crack!

A loud explosion of lightning and fire rang out. In Wei Xiaobei's eyes, when the empty bottle was less than five meters away from the slug, the antennae on the slug's head sparked again, and a thin blue lightning bolt shot out, crossing over four meters to strike the empty bottle.

Boom!

The empty bottle instantly shattered, sending glass fragments flying in all directions.

This is too freakish! Wei Xiaobei had originally thought that the giant slug would run out of electricity after one discharge, but it could still release more.

This scene did not scare Wei Xiaobei; instead, it stirred his fighting spirit, and his drowsiness vanished instantly.

Cursing inwardly, Wei Xiaobei growled and lunged forward, pulling out another empty bottle and throwing it at the giant slug.

Perhaps the current that could penetrate the air resistance was very energy-consuming, and the giant slug needed time to recharge. Thus, this time, the empty bottle Wei Xiaobei threw hit the slug's antennae precisely.

This was not something an ordinary person could do.

If it weren't for Wei Xiaobei's high accuracy with grenades from his military days and a bit of luck, this throw would have missed.

The antennae on the giant slug's head were very soft and sensitive, and could be considered a vital point. When hit by the empty bottle, sparks flew, and the slug's body contorted in pain.

Taking advantage of the enemy's weakness, Wei Xiaobei rushed to the side of the giant slug, switched the dagger to his right hand, and plunged it into the slug's head.

At this point, Wei Xiaobei couldn't distinguish whether he was saving someone or saving himself. His mind was focused on one thought: kill this giant slug!

Wei Xiaobei could clearly feel the toughness of the slug's soft skin. The dagger only penetrated less than half a centimeter before being clamped by the thick muscle layer beneath.

Wei Xiaobei felt a burning sensation in his hands. Looking down, he saw that a few drops of blue liquid from the broken skin had splashed onto his hands.

This blue liquid was corrosive!

The giant slug struggled fiercely, almost making Wei Xiaobei lose his grip on the dagger.

Wei Xiaobei didn't have time to think. If the giant slug regained its strength and discharged electricity again, he would have no chance of survival.

With a roar, he held the dagger with both hands and pressed down forcefully. With a "pfft," the sharp dagger instantly pierced through the thick muscle layer of the giant slug. In that moment, Wei Xiaobei's hands were drenched in blue liquid, as if immersed in boiling water, making it hard to hold the dagger.

But Wei Xiaobei knew that at this point, it was either kill or be killed, and there was no room for error.

"Kill!"

Wei Xiaobei roared, took a bow stance, twisted his waist, and used his full strength to pull the dagger down, creating a wound over a foot long on the giant slug.

Severely injured, the giant slug went berserk, struggling fiercely. Wei Xiaobei's upper body was splashed with blue liquid, feeling as if he had fallen into a furnace, and the pain from hitting the metal trash can with his stomach was almost unbearable.

Damn!

At this moment, Wei Xiaobei couldn't even curse. The blue liquid burned his upper body, making it almost impossible to open his eyes, and the pain from hitting the metal trash can was excruciating.

The giant slug was incredibly strong, almost as powerful as a calf, and incredibly resilient. It dragged its long wound across the ground, like a large fish just thrown onto the shore.

Wei Xiaobei forced his eyes open and looked at the giant slug, feeling a sense of shock.

Despite the long wound and the large pool of blue liquid, the slug's struggles slowed the flow of the liquid, and the wound began to close. Most shockingly, the antennae on the slug's head started to spark again!

Not good!

Wei Xiaobei knew that insects had incredibly strong vitality. If this were a human, such injuries would be fatal, but the slug was recovering. If he waited any longer, the slug would recharge its electricity, and he would be doomed.

Damn! His whole body was in pain, and he had no strength left.

Wei Xiaobei regretted not exercising more after leaving the military. Due to his busy life, he had gained a bit of a belly.

If not for that, he wouldn't be in this situation.

Calm down!

He must stay calm!

The more panicked a person is, the more energy they waste, leading to a weakened state!

Moreover, he probably had some internal injuries.

Wei Xiaobei bit his tongue hard, and the intense pain from his tongue drove away some of the pain in his body, but it wasn't enough. He pressed his right thumb on the tiger's mouth of his left hand, and the pain in his stomach was significantly reduced.

This was a small trick Wei Xiaobei had learned.

During wilderness survival training in the military, he often encountered diarrhea and stomach pain from eating contaminated food. At such times, pressing the tiger's mouth could alleviate the pain, allowing him to remain hidden without being exposed. Of course, this was only a temporary effect.

Once the stomach pain subsided, Wei Xiaobei felt his strength return. The dagger, having fallen into the blue liquid, was likely corroded and unusable.

Wei Xiaobei rummaged through his backpack, looking for something to use against the giant slug.

Salt?

A smile appeared on Wei Xiaobei's swollen, pus-filled face.

Struggling to his feet, he rushed toward the still struggling giant slug, no longer caring about the slug's potential counterattack.

Approaching the slug, he carefully avoided its thrashing body, grabbed the salt bag, tore it open, and poured the salt onto the slug's wound.

Sizzle!

The moment the salt hit the slug's wound, the slug, like a man kicked in the groin, shot up into the air, reaching over ten meters before falling back down.