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Chapter 24: Tree Demon

Global Mist Survival: Building a Wooden House on an Island

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He Yajun staggered back to the Shelter. Even with the enhancement of Mist-Piercing Glasses and the immortality granted by Blood Clan Essence, he had nearly died in the Dense Fog Zone today.

At this moment, Killer Bro’s left forearm and everything below it had vanished, with blood gushing uncontrollably from the wound.

Fortunately, a miraculous red energy continuously repaired the injury at the severed edge. His severed left arm was slowly regenerating under the influence of this energy.Full novel: Global Mist Survival: Building a Wooden House on an Island — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠

However, as the injury was repaired, He Yajun’s entire body grew increasingly frail.

His originally robust physique had disappeared, and both cheeks had sunk inward. If he had not still shown signs of life, he would have looked exactly like a mummy.

“There are about two hours left on the Blood Clan Essence. That should be enough time for my left hand to grow back.”

He Yajun endured the pain, took out a fine grade meat patty, and gnawed on it directly without bothering to cook it.

After an entire pound of fine grade meat patty entered his stomach, his originally withered body filled out, and recovery at the severed arm accelerated somewhat.

Whoosh—

He exhaled slowly. Only then did He Yajun truly recover.

As a top assassin regarded as legendary in his profession, his control over his body was as precise as a machine’s.

Thus, when He Yajun first ate normal grade food, he immediately sensed subtle changes in his physique.

When he ate a fine grade meat patty, this sensation became even more distinct.

The food of the Mist Continent possessed a miraculous power, and this power could be efficiently absorbed and converted by the human body.

However, because of the human body’s fragility, pure energy could not be absorbed in large quantities all at once. Even he could only consume around 150 grams of fine-grade food each time.

He had tried eating different kinds of food, but he could not break through this limit. He had even nearly injured his body because of excess energy.

That was until purified spring water appeared!

The spring water’s effect of improving one’s physique was different from that of food. It was gentler and penetrated more deeply.

“I should also deal with the mist inside my body.”

The Blood Clan Essence had maintained his body’s basic functions, but the mist had remained inside him all this time. If he could not find a way to eliminate it, then once the effect of immortality passed, it would be his time to die.

He took out the spring water and slowly poured it into his mouth.

As the spring water entered his stomach, the mist inside his body dissolved upon contact with it, like snowflakes touching flame.

A smile appeared at the corner of He Yajun’s mouth. “I really have to thank Qinglang properly. Otherwise, I really would have died here.”

He took out the Communicator and discovered that Li Qinglang had already sent him a message.

“Killer Bro, look at this. Chicken soup! Pure free-range mountain forest chicken—so unbelievably delicious! What a pity we aren’t friends, so I can’t send it to you. You’re missing out, hahaha.”

A picture was attached below: large chunks of chicken meat and golden chicken soup steaming in a casserole.

He Yajun shook his head and laughed. “This kid...”

He then opened the picture of the chicken soup again and looked at it, unconsciously swallowing.

Inside the wooden house on the island.

Li Qinglang was holding a repeating crossbow and practicing incessantly inside the wooden house.

Because of this morning’s hunt, one of the crossbow bolts had flown off somewhere, so the original set of ten crossbow bolts now numbered only nine.

Thinking of the one trading opportunity he had left today, Li Qinglang hesitated over whether he should trade for more crossbow bolts.

In fact, he had just checked the Exchange. An ordinary crossbow bolt cost one stone each, while Fine-grade crossbow bolts cost ten times as much: ten stones or one fine-grade stone for a single bolt.

“Bzz—bzz—bzz—”

A private message came through the Communicator.

Li Qinglang forcefully pulled out a crossbow bolt that was embedded one-third of the way into the wood, set it aside, and took out the Communicator to check it.

He Yajun: “hahaha, you sent that picture on purpose to make me crave it, didn’t you? If you really wanted to give me chicken soup, couldn’t you trade it to me even if you couldn’t send it?”

Li Qinglang: “Oh, Killer Bro, how could you say that? I was just afraid of wasting your trading attempts. ( dog head )”

That was also the truth. Li Qinglang currently had nothing he wanted to trade for. Even if he wanted to exchange for crossbow bolts, there was no rush. He Yajun, on the other hand, had spent a considerable amount of his stockpile yesterday searching everywhere for an item that could solve the mist problem, so every trading opportunity was extremely important to him.

He Yajun: “It doesn’t matter to me. Today was already a great harvest.”

“Oh?”

Li Qinglang’s eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, “Did the Mistbreaker Totem get an S rating? What good things did you get? Send them over so I can broaden my horizons.”

After quite some time, Li Qinglang watched the other party’s chat window repeatedly display “typing.” He wondered what Killer Bro was doing. Was he writing an essay over there?

Unexpectedly, the other party ultimately sent only one letter and one symbol.

He Yajun: “S+”

???

Li Qinglang: “So you weren’t typing all that time—you were thinking about how to show off?”

The highest rating for the Mistbreaker Totem was S, but there would also be a hidden rating during the final reward draw.

Those ranked in the top one hundred of the current ratings would receive an S+ rating. The benefit was that the probability of obtaining special rewards and Excellent Rewards would be doubled.

When Li Qinglang was rated, he had failed and had not managed to enter the global top one hundred.

He Yajun: “hahaha, this humble one is ignorant and unlearned. I truly didn’t know how to show off, so I could only state the facts in a plain and unadorned manner.”

Li Qinglang: “Blocking you.”

He Yajun: “Don’t, don’t! I prepared a gift for you. I nearly paid with my life for this gift.”

Li Qinglang: “Give me a break. Don’t think I don’t know you had immortality today.”

He Yajun: “It’s true! Immortality only means relatively undying, not absolutely undying.”

Hearing this, Li Qinglang instantly became serious and asked, “What happened?”

He Yajun: “The effect of immortality is to expend the energy within your body to repair injuries and maintain your vital signs. But if the severity of the injuries exceeds your own limit, then immortality won’t be able to save you either.”

Li Qinglang: “So you mean the law of conservation of energy? Damn it, even an item has to follow science?”

He Yajun: “Uh... more or less. In short, I charged recklessly through the Dense Fog Zone today. Just when I thought I was invincible, I ran into a tough opponent.

“First, I discovered a fruit on a large tree. When I checked it, its quality had actually reached Excellent. At the time, I thought, ‘Isn’t this the classic scene of the protagonist encountering a fortuitous opportunity in a novel?’

“But I didn’t act impulsively. Instead, I observed the surroundings first. I wouldn’t have known if I hadn’t checked, but the System’s appraisal revealed that the large tree bearing the fruit was actually a Tree Demon!

“Without a doubt, a Tree Demon capable of growing Excellent fruit had to be Excellent Grade as well!”

Li Qinglang: “So you went up and fought the Tree Demon? Did you win?”

He Yajun: “What are you thinking? Did I win? Of course I had absolutely no chance! At the time, I intended to rely on my immortality and the Tree Demon’s inability to move, find an opportunity to pick the fruit, and leave.

“As it turned out, I did pick the fruit, but I still underestimated excellent-grade combat power. Each of the Tree Demon’s branches was like a Giant Python, and they lashed half my body into pieces.

“The energy within my body was nowhere near enough to support immortality in repairing such severe injuries.

“Fortunately, I had a large amount of fine-grade beast meat on me. By swallowing the energy in that food, I barely managed to preserve my life...”

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