Bingwen, Hei Qian, and Feng Ran simultaneously opened their eyes. The windows, mere ordinary glass, still allowed them to see the purple streaks of lightning and silver flashes popping like fireworks outside.
"Eh? Is someone playing with fireworks this late? The New Year's already over. Does this guy not own a calendar?" Feng Ran yawned, his words laced with a casual laziness.
Bingwen stretched his legs before standing and walking toward the door. As he opened it, he was startled by the spectacle below. "Brother Lin!"
"What did you see? You're making me nervous!" Feng Ran and Hei Qian, disturbed by the urgency in Bingwen's voice, hurried to the door.
Once the two saw the situation outside, they were dumbfounded.
"How did the ant track us here?!"
Meanwhile, inside the second-floor bathroom, Yu Baoyin stared at her reflection in the mirror. She recalled the conversation she had with Nanzhi the night before.
'Baoyin, I need your help in turning the ant's exoskeleton and the wolves' pelts into armor, shoulder guards, bracers, greaves, or something like that. Can you help me?'
'If we can make these into armor, we can block some of the alien beasts' attacks…'
'I'll… try… Sister Nan…'
'Ahh…'
'What's wrong? Did you get hurt?'
'No, no.'
'Don't push yourself. Let's take things slowly.'
Yu Baoyin's reflection in the mirror twisted into a bitter smile.
She felt useless. She couldn't even fulfill Sister Nan's simple request. Sister Nan must be disappointed in her.
The problem was that whenever her needle came into contact with the materials, it felt like worms were squirming out.
She couldn't do it, and she hadn't planned to tell Sister Nan.
The truth was, sewing authentic animal furs or anything that came from animals terrified her due to past trauma. But synthetic fabrics, on the other hand, posed no issue.
What was she supposed to do?
Thump—
Yu Baoyin turned toward the door, wondering what the sounds were.
Meanwhile, Nanzhi drew a sharp breath, slicing the last python in two.
She checked her stats. Her stamina was low.
[STA: 10/32]
Her inventory was restricted, so she couldn't use the virtual farm's food to replenish her stamina.
A few meters away, a pile of snake carcasses lay on the floor, pools of red blood staining the tiles.
The snake bodies all turned into white lights, flying into her chest.
In this round, she had killed 65 snakes, which boosted her agility stat by thirteen. After that, the snakes stopped spawning, just like the carps had earlier.
She guessed this was the dungeon's way of preventing her from exploiting it.
Nanzhi wondered if the snakes would respawn later.
Despite the uncertainty, she could already feel a noticeable increase in her reaction speed and reflexes. Her body seemed more in sync with her mind now.
[AGI: 47 (+13)]
Lin Weihao evaded the wind blades.
Bam—
The wind blades slammed into the ground, creating gaping fissures.
Whoosh—
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