Chapter 45: Good Materials
“My goodness.”
After Yao Lèdān landed, she didn’t argue, instead blurting out a dialect phrase, staring blankly at the Ironclad Pig with a huge hole drilled in its head, then glancing at Li Ye’s fingers covered in red and white stuff.
“Are your hands that hard?”
Even hitting an Ironclad Pig with a weapon was like striking iron; killing one took a lot of time, and other demonic creatures were far more dangerous than Ironclad Pigs.
Yao Lèdān had seen people taking the Vajra Pass route before; even her school’s Yang Jie counted as half a breakthrough, able to withstand an Ironclad Pig’s attacks without issue, but he had no strength to instantly one-shot an Ironclad Pig.
The Vajra Pass involved some strength training, but none like Li Ye, who could drill a hole with one grab.
“What are you doing, flying around like that, so intense? Can’t you save some stamina? There’s still plenty of time.”
Yao Lèdān said, “Clearing this experience will take a few more days.”
“I can’t wait a few days.” Li Ye laughed.
A few days?
How much would that split up?
Since he was here, clearing them all at once was best.
“Perfect, I saw you guys and thought I’d give you this.” He extended his fist.
Yao Lèdān: “…”
“No, isn’t this a bit too fast? We’ve only known each other a week. Even if you’re exceptionally talented with unlimited potential, you still need to let me think about it!”
“What is it?”
Li Ye opened his hand, revealing a Green Bamboo Dart Mantis poking out its little head, and handed it to her, “Don’t you need to recover these? This one’s valuable, right.”
Yao Lèdān’s eyes lit up, “Green Bamboo Dart Mantis? Caught alive?”
With that, she pulled out her mobile phone, turned on the rear flash, shining it on the mantis, instantly stilling the struggling little head.
The Ironclad Pig’s weaknesses were its eye sockets and rear end, vulnerable to physical strikes; the Green Bamboo Dart Mantis’s weakness was fear of direct strong light, usually dwelling in tree shade and active at night.
Being caught in daylight was indeed rare.
“Take it! If you sell it to me, the school usually pays ten thousand in cash, but like this, I’ll give you twelve thousand, a 20% premium.” Yao Lèdān said.
“What?!”
Deng Hao exclaimed, “This bug for twelve thousand? Made of gold?”
“Do you know what ornamental value is?”
Yao Lèdān took the mantis, keeping the phone’s backlight shining on it, not daring to let go, “Look at this jade color under the light, look at these glass-like front limbs. This is worth more than jade; keeping it as a pet has ornamental value, and selling to a fan fetches twenty thousand.”
Buying bugs for viewing.
Though he didn’t get it, such people did exist.
“Don’t underestimate the practicality of demonic creatures, especially these plant- and animal-mutated ones. Take the Ironclad Pig: its meat isn’t tasty, but it has seasoning; the most valuable is its skin, made into high-quality leather shoes.”
“Something rare like this Green Bamboo Dart Mantis—not even mentioning ornamental value—its front limbs can be used as materials for ophthalmic micro-sculpting knives, and the small dart spines under its wings make an excellent painkiller. You’ve bought ‘Mantis Wind Pain Relief Patch,’ right? This is the main ingredient.”
“Ah? The main ingredient is this?” Jia Dong was stunned.
They had actually bought it; training martial arts at the martial arts school left everyone bruised, so pasting one on the sore spot worked fast.
Traditional Chinese medicine in this world was far stronger than in his previous life, especially in Shenzhou, holding a status above modern medicine.
No helping it; too many things could be used as medicine, these demonic creatures were sometimes great harms, but others carried efficacy.
Every ingredient Li Ye ate had great effects, better than medicinal meals from his previous life.
Like eggs: everyone knew eating them boosted immunity, promoted brain development, protected eyesight, but in his previous life no one cared because the effects were weak.
But here, anything demonic-related, even an egg, had strikingly obvious effects.
“Brother Ye.”
After getting one, Yao Lèdān immediately grinned, “Let’s find more, grab a few of these and we can skip the rest of this experience.”
“You think they’re cabbage? I don’t have time to run errands for you; I just happened to spot you on the way. If I hadn’t, I’d have crushed it, so we’ll see later.”
Li Ye was here to earn nutritional supplements, not work for Yao Lèdān.
With that, he stomped out another blast wave, rising in a few steps, vanishing like a swimming dragon.
Deng Hao watched Li Ye disappear, glanced at the Ironclad Pig below with its head hollowed out, paused, then asked, “Whose is this?”
“Usually specialists do analysis and evaluation to calculate points; don’t worry.”
Yao Lèdān said, “It definitely won’t count as yours; you provided no assistance and nearly got counterattacked.”
“Then we did it for nothing?”
“What else? You think you can leech experience? When a big shot is dead set on stealing monsters, you get nothing. Rest up, find the next one; tracking demonic creature traces is part of the experience training.”
……
Li Ye went all out, leaving martial arts students basically nothing to do; the most obvious Ironclad Pigs were leaped upon the moment he spotted them, regardless of whether someone was already fighting, one grab ending its life before he moved on.
In just two or three hours, every visible Ironclad Pig in the experience area was slaughtered by Li Ye.
Only when he overlooked from the air, confirming no Ironclad Pig traces remained, did he land on a giant tree trunk on a mountain peak to sit and rest.
“Not that many.”
Li Ye estimated he’d killed only about fifty before no traces were left.
“Now to hunt.”
Green Bamboo Dart Mantises were hard to find in daylight, sheer luck; as for night… Dragon Mountain nights weren’t for experience training.
Other demonic creature types were scarce, but Li Ye knew one that should still be around, in the same broad category as Ironclad Pigs.
Swirling Saliva Toad, a toad-like creature, usually dwelling near water.
The mountain had running water streams; while flipping around with lightness skill, he’d seen stream signs. Following them should lead to this demonic creature.
After resting ten minutes or so, Li Ye jumped up again, pushing off a tree trunk and stepping into the air.
Not far from Dragon Mountain was a small military camp; inside one surveillance screen among many, staff watched over a hundred videos exposing every corner of the experience scene, with another monitor showing personal viewpoints.
“This kid’s ruthless.”
One staffer pointed at a fast-moving video, mostly aerial, occasionally diving to kill an Ironclad Pig.
The drone feed also recorded a short-haired teen in silver-white school uniform cleanly punching through a demonic creature’s skull.
“Training breakthrough martial arts? Which school came to Dragon Mountain this time?” asked an officer nearby.
“Still No. 14 Middle School; their last experience hasn’t ended, this should be the final one.”
The officer paused, “That school besides the Fu family girl has someone this strong? Last time there was a good lightness skill one, but we haven’t seen them this time, and they weren’t as fast.”
Before summer vacation, No. 14 Middle School had trained at Dragon Mountain, leaving two impressions: a two-meter-tall student here now with decent hardening technique martial arts.
Another with great lightness skill and solid claw technique, easily killing demonic creatures but not as clean and sharp as this one.
Sharp to the point this officer was surprised.
Lightness skill merely decent, but attacks irresistible.
Ironclad Pigs had highly tough exteriors; pistol bullets barely penetrated and lodged under the skin, unlike this one’s grab punching holes… Rare at No. 14 Middle School.
“No more Ironclad Pigs?” The officer noticed an issue.
“All released ones are gone.”
The staffer said, “Should we release another batch? At this rate, they’ll finish this experience in a day.”
“Whatever the quota is stays; no need for more. What about next time? We were clearing this batch anyway; we’re not serving the school, just giving a hand.”
The officer waved it off, looking back at the screen, “Sure we haven’t seen this guy?”
The staffer said, “No, probably a newly promoted martial arts track student.”
The officer nodded, “Check who he is later; if he qualifies, see about signing a contract; if not, offer a directional one.”
