Chapter 6

Suddenly, Han Sen’s gaze focused, and he saw a green object, over a foot long, resembling a blade of grass, attached to the wild grass. If one did not look very carefully, it would be mistaken for an ordinary blade of grass. One would never think that it was actually a mantis capable of cleaving a human skull with a single strike.

Upon closer inspection of the mantis’s scythe-like serrated forearms, they were slightly longer than its body, appearing in a dark green color. Unlike its fragile body, the mantis arms gleamed with a metallic luster, and their hardness was no less than that of the highest-grade Alpha alloy.

Han Sen’s luck was good; he discovered the mantis before it discovered him. He slowly approached the mantis, roughly estimating the distance at which it might notice him.

When he was about two meters away from the mantis, Han Sen dared not get any closer, fearing that he would lose the opportunity for a surprise attack if the mantis noticed him.

Gripping the dagger tightly, Han Sen suddenly dashed out of the grass, slashing at the mantis’s waist with a swift and fierce strike.

However, Han Sen underestimated the mantis’s speed and reaction time. As soon as he emerged from the grass, the mantis had already detected his presence. Its wings suddenly spread, and it flew several meters high, gliding through the air like a gust of wind. In an instant, it was in front of Han Sen, and its arms struck his head with no time for him to react.

In shock, Han Sen instinctively took a step back, but the mantis’s arm still slashed his head. A metallic clang echoed, and Han Sen felt a slight discomfort, as if he had been hit by a pebble. The divine blood-level beast soul armor on his head did not even leave a mark.

Han Sen was overjoyed and seized the opportunity, swinging his dagger with great force. The blade cut into the mantis’s slender waist, slicing it in half. Green mantis blood splattered all over Han Sen.

But Han Sen paid no attention, listening happily to the voice in his mind.

“Killed a primitive-level creature, the swift mantis. No beast soul obtained. Consuming the swift mantis can randomly grant 0 to 10 points of primitive genes.”

“Ha ha, with this armor, the world is mine. With this beast soul armor, I can kill anyone I want. Only I can kill, but no one can kill me. Even if I encounter a mutant-level creature, I have nothing to fear.” Han Sen touched the helmet that the mantis had struck, which showed no marks, and felt an intense excitement.

Feeling a surge of courage, Han Sen no longer hid himself, holding the dagger and advancing boldly into the Valley of Falling Wind, immediately alarming several swift mantises.

However, the mantises’ strikes on the divine blood beast soul armor did not harm Han Sen at all. Instead, he took the opportunity to slash each one, quickly killing four or five swift mantises.

“Killed a primitive-level creature, the swift mantis. No beast soul obtained. Consuming can randomly grant 0 to 10 points of primitive genes.”

“Killed...”

Continuous voices echoed in Han Sen’s mind, making him even more excited. He charged through the Valley of Falling Wind, quickly killing over twenty swift mantises.

...

Su Xiaoqiao came to the Valley of Falling Wind, secretly lamenting his bad luck.

His parents ran a cross-planetary group company and had both celebrity and noble titles. Yet, he had ended up in the Steel Armor Shelter, a place no one wanted to be. His parents had tried to find friends or connections in the Steel Armor Shelter but found none.

To obtain a noble title, Su Xiaoqiao had to join Qin Xuan’s team to gather 100 points of mutant genes and become an Evolver, thus earning a noble title from the Alliance.

The Left Spiral Star Alliance had two types of titles: one was the celebrity title, which could be obtained by becoming a Transcender and getting certified by the Alliance. The other was the noble title, which could be obtained by advancing with mutant genes or higher and getting certified by the Alliance.

Both celebrity and noble titles provided many benefits in the Star Alliance and were symbols of status and identity. The hierarchical concept in the Alliance was becoming increasingly strict, and without a noble title, many people in high society would not bother to interact with you, even in business.

Su Xiaoqiao did not dare to hope for a high-level noble title like a divine blood noble. He was content with obtaining a common noble title by gathering 100 points of mutant genes and completing an evolution, which was also his parents’ expectation.

However, it was extremely difficult for him to gather 100 points of mutant genes on his own. Although he brought a lot of money to the Steel Armor Shelter, money could only buy ordinary and primitive-level creature flesh. Few people were willing to sell mutant-level creature flesh.

Only someone like Qin Xuan, who aimed for divine gene evolution, might be willing to part with mutant-level creature flesh, but the price was not money; it was service.

Su Xiaoqiao was now running errands for Qin Xuan, exploring places no one had been to, looking for signs of divine blood or mutant creatures. He would report any findings to Qin Xuan, who would then lead a team to hunt them. After a successful hunt, he would receive a share of the profits, which was mutant-level creature flesh.

Su Xiaoqiao had been running errands for over a month but had not seen any signs of divine blood or mutant creatures. His supplies were almost depleted, so he had to return to the Steel Armor Shelter. Passing by the Valley of Falling Wind, he decided to check it out, thinking that a place no one wanted to visit might have already produced mutant creatures.

However, when Su Xiaoqiao cautiously entered the Valley of Falling Wind, he felt something was amiss.

He did not see any swift mantises, not even one. After walking several hundred meters into the valley, he only saw some disordered traces but no mantises.

“Could someone have cleared the swift mantises from the Valley of Falling Wind? Was it Fist Brother or Divine Son? No, the grass is only slightly disordered, showing signs of a battle, but if a large group had come, it would have left more than just a little trace...” Su Xiaoqiao was puzzled and quickened his pace, wanting to see what had happened.

Sure enough, along the way, Su Xiaoqiao saw many green bloodstains of swift mantises. Following the bloodstains, he turned a corner and saw a scene that made him freeze.

Beside a pile of swift mantis corpses, a figure gleaming with gold stood, looking like a machine in golden armor under the sunlight.