373: Just the right amount

Not our Territory?

Advanced Martial Artist?

Fertilizer?

This place is called Troubled Times, it’s the intersection of Gloomy Land and Nether Land. There's a high probability that the other party is an alien race from the Nether Land Territory.

What are they trying to do?

Catch Advanced Martial Artists from other Territories to use as fertilizer?

Feed what? Could it be that there's something similar to the Egg God here too?

Chen Du, operating under the principle that he could break free at any moment, asked:

"What fertilizer!"

"I'm from the Sad Frog Civilization, what do you want to do!"

"Damn it, let me go!"

Chen Du's acting skills were on full display, portraying the powerlessness and unwillingness of a weakling, yet with no recourse.

"Sad Frog Civilization? Never heard of it."

The young master now turned his gaze to Chen Du, seemingly in a good mood based on his expression:

"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll let you die knowing why."

"My name is Xiao Fan, from the Dire Wolf Civilization in the Nether Land Territory."

After speaking, he took out the purple devouring grass he had behind his back.

"Do you know what this is?"

Chen Du shook his head.

"Hmph, an ignorant fellow. This thing is called devouring grass, it comes from the Taiji Bahuang Territory, and it's a genuine high-class item."

"It can devour other herbs or its own kind to evolve."

"But..."

"Its own kind is far more important than your life!"

"Using you alien races as fertilizer is the most cost-effective way!"

So it's for fertilizing devouring grass. Doesn't this thing only evolve by consuming herbs?

Chen Du gained new knowledge.

And... it's Taiji Eight Desolations again!

The books made of the bark of the Immortal Ancient Tree, the very heavy metallic stone, and now even devouring grass has appeared.

Could it be that these three things he found on the Surface all originate from the Taiji Bahuang Territory Underground?

Previously, he couldn't go because he wasn't strong enough, but now it seems he can get some information from Xiao Fan of the Dire Wolf Civilization.

However, now is not the time to act.

The fact that the other party can use the lives of alien races to feed devouring grass made Chen Du very curious.

In his knowledge, devouring grass only evolves by devouring other herbs, including its own kind.

From Xiao Fan's words, it could be inferred that he also knew devouring grass could evolve by devouring its own kind, but he was reluctant to let those devouring grass be devoured.

But there weren't that many other herbs Underground, so he found a way to use the lives of alien races to replace those herbs as fertilizer.

"Take him away!"

Xiao Fan turned around after speaking, completely ignoring Chen Du.

From his perspective, his previous speech was merely a victor sharing his joy with a loser.

Chen Du remained still, preparing to see what the other party's next move would be.

If the destination was dangerous, he would exert himself to break free. If the other party was also acting secretly, then he could observe a bit longer and gather more information.

Chen Du judged that the latter was more likely because the other party had said, "Not our Territory."

This implied that the Nether Land Territory likely had a ruler, and only in this way could laws be issued, to be obeyed by all alien races in the entire Nether Land Territory.

From the content, the law seemed to be about not killing each other, from which it could be inferred that the ruler of the Nether Land Territory was a relatively peace-loving person.

Because of this rule, Xiao Fan could only target alien races from other Territories.

The result was as Chen Du expected, or rather, even more secretive than Chen Du had imagined; this Xiao Fan actually had a secret base.

This secret base was quite unusual, located beneath a river.

The location wasn't deep, about a hundred meters down there was an irregular opening, clearly man-made. What was special was that the water outside couldn't enter the opening.

Outside the opening, there seemed to be an invisible membrane blocking the river water.

The opening, whether intentionally or for some other reason, was a bit small, requiring one to bend down to enter.

Inside, it gradually widened into a straight tunnel, but not deep, about a hundred meters.

Seven Dire Wolf Alien Race members plus Chen Du, eight people in total, entered in an orderly fashion. To prevent Chen Du from escaping, the five people controlling Chen Du's movements entered first with him.

Then, the person in the middle who had initially told Chen Du to stop followed closely behind.

From the journey, Chen Du learned that this person was named Tong Liu, and the other five controlling Chen Du were Tong Yi to Tong Wu.

Finally, Xiao Fan, the so-called young master, entered.

Young master was not a strange title but a factual one.

From the snippets of conversation among the group on the way, Chen Du learned the other party's identity, and perhaps by coincidence, it was somewhat similar to Tamu, whom he had transformed into from an alien.

The other party was also the child of the Dire Wolf Civilization's leader, only Ta Pi was an illegitimate child, while Xiao Fan was born legitimately.

This hundred-meter-deep passage was one-way, and Chen Du was walking at the very front, so there was absolutely no possibility of getting out.

Chen Du also knew the situation inside the moment he entered. There was a one-meter-tall altar made of stones, with a lid on top, so he didn't know what was inside.

Additionally, there was something familiar to Chen Du here.

A golden devouring grass!

Judging by its state, he didn't know if it was growing too much and about to wither.

On the Surface, 9 red-quality devouring grass plants were separated by square-like objects, preventing them from devouring each other.

Furthermore, there were some green and blue-quality devouring grass plants placed in more inconspicuous corners, also separated by squares to prevent them from devouring their own kind.

It seemed that this Xiao Fan intended to cultivate all these devouring grass plants to purple quality.

Since there weren't many herbs Underground for nutrients, he found a method from somewhere to use the lives of alien races as a substitute.

Judging by the purple devouring grass behind him, it should have been successful.

"Tong Yi."

"Your subordinate is here!"

One of the five-person group controlling Chen Du, a Level 19 Martial Artist with strength comparable to Ku Shan, responded.

"Turn this Sad Frog alien race into meat paste for me, just like before. The action must be quick; the fresher the meat paste, the easier it is to mix with the previous meat paste."

Xiao Fan turned around after speaking, looking at the 9 red-quality devouring grass plants trapped in the squares, and muttered to himself:

"Meat paste mixed from 10 different alien races, just enough to make 9 portions of fertilizer for red-quality devouring grass to evolve."

"Now my strength here will..."

"Ah!"

A scream suddenly came from behind Xiao Fan.

"Hm?"

Xiao Fan's previously pleased face suddenly showed a hint of confusion, because the scream did not come from the Sad Frog alien race, but from his subordinate, Tong Yi.

He quickly turned around, looking at the stranger in front of him, his pupils suddenly constricted:

"Who are you!?"

Chen Du, who had now returned to his original appearance, was clutching Tong Yi's wrist with his bare hands. The immense strength made it impossible for the other party to break free, and he showed a look of pain.

From the previous contact, Chen Du already knew that the Dire Wolf Civilization was an alien race whose entire body was a weapon.

Although Chen Du was not holding a weapon, he still firmly held the opponent under absolute strength.

Chen Du ignored Xiao Fan, instead glancing at the devouring grass on the Surface, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth:

"The quantity is just right!"

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