Chapter 642: Pet Master
The Painting Woman secretly tried to pat his shoulder, but at that moment Xu Huo turned around and stared at her.
The Painting Woman awkwardly withdrew her hand, took out her phone, and tapped away: "I'm here for the part-time job."
Xu Huo didn't look at the helicopter hovering in the sky. He took out the 101 Shelter and gestured for the Painting Woman to follow him inside.
Only after closing the door did he take out the Nuwa Stone, then retrieve the fungal hyphae he had pre-planted in the nutrient tube, allowing the roots of the hyphae to touch the stone's surface.
The King Fungus hyphae grew quickly on the Nuwa Stone, constantly sprouting new branches, and soon formed a layer of white frost-like web on the stone's surface.
He placed the Nuwa Stone along with the hyphae into the "Bandit's Treasure Box" and said to the Painting Woman, "Take this box deep into the lowlands. If you find any props down there, place the box next to the props, open a crack, and let the hyphae grow out."
"Of course, it would be better if you could bring the props back, but if you can't, it's fine. Just let the hyphae spread underwater."
The Painting Woman was no longer what she used to be. She was no longer that prop person who only half-understood language. She nodded and asked via phone, "Can I make an excessive request?"
"If you know it's excessive, don't ask." Xu Huo was cold-hearted and didn't hesitate to shut her down.
The Painting Woman looked at him pitifully, "Can you at least listen before refusing?"
"Go ahead."
"I want this stone too..."
"No." Xu Huo refused her. "You're here to work. A worker can't bargain with the boss. The pay I'm offering isn't low. You need to have professional ethics."
The Painting Woman pouted. From her expression, her desire for the Nuwa Stone wasn't as strong as it was for the Light Gentleman Medal.
As an intelligent and enlightened prop, the Painting Woman certainly wouldn't be as stubborn as Mr. Dong. Before she came, Xu Huo had hesitated about whether to entrust her with the Nuwa Stone, but he had no better way to quickly reverse the situation caused by the Black Rain. Having the Painting Woman handle this was the fastest option.
But it seemed fine for now.
"However, if there are more medals in the future, I can prioritize giving them to you," he offered a supplementary condition.
Only then did the Painting Woman look a bit happier. With one hand carrying the box and the other holding up her phone, she typed, "If I bring back props, does that count as exceeding the task?"
"Yes, and there will be a bonus!"
The Painting Woman made a cheering gesture, then her form once again turned into paper, wrapping around the prop box and flying out. She even knew to avoid crowded areas, deliberately circling half the perimeter before plunging straight into the water!
The box splashed a large spray of water on the surface, catching the attention of the players on the opposite shore and the helicopter above. Code Name B moved out from the woods, just reaching the edge of the lowlands when he unexpectedly saw a pitch-black figure standing next to a tree!
"Bang! Bang!" Two shots were fired, and the figure disappeared somewhat sluggishly.
B's expression changed. He immediately turned and relocated. Unexpectedly, several snakes lunged at him from different directions—his prop could conceal his form, but it was essentially just a piece of clothing, not completely sealed. Faced with so many venomous snakes, he reflexively leaped upward. But as he raised his head, a bunch of colorful snakes came crashing down toward his face!
"Switch positions!" B clapped his hands mid-air, and his form instantly teleported five meters away. He then threw a micro-bomb toward a certain direction in the woods!
Amidst the explosion and the sound of falling trees, a man of average height ran out from behind a tree. With a whistle in his mouth, he blew once and pointed at Code Name B, "Obedient cats are good cats!"
B's expression changed drastically—not because of the slightly embarrassing statement, but because he sensed something approaching him from all sides. He pulled out a defense prop to block, but the thing nimbly stepped on the prop, pounced onto his head, and scratched him hard!
"Meow!" The fierce cry of a wild cat echoed through the night. B fired continuously, killing a few wild cats, only to see more and more cats, snakes, and other small animals scurrying through the grass around him. He accelerated to break through the encirclement, charging straight at the whistling player.
This whistling player was none other than Zeng Tai, the one who had bickered with Wang Chaoqing earlier. He tore off the earring from his ear and threw it over, "Time to eat!"
That earring was a miniature cat bowl-shaped prop, undoubtedly a prop item. As the earring flew out, all the cats in the vicinity went berserk, howling as they pounced toward B.
Code Name B fired continuously and used several props, but they were ineffective against the agile animals. During the fight, a hedgehog somehow flew onto his face and stuck right onto his protective mask.
"Simple Prison!" Zeng Tai threw out a pair of handcuffs.
B instinctively dodged to the side, but somehow stepped off his prop coat. The moment the coat was pulled off, several wild cats clawed at him from behind, directly tearing open his protective suit!
"Damn it!" he cursed, quickly pulling out a new protective coat and putting it on. But when he tried to retrieve the prop coat, it was pinned under the handcuffs and wouldn't budge.
At the same time, Zeng Tai fired in pursuit. B had no choice but to abandon the prop and hide behind a tree.
The two fought in the woods. With the help of small animals, Zeng Tai initially had the upper hand. But as the prop's effect wore off and the animals were no longer attracted to him, B gradually regained control.
"Damn it, this foreigner is too hard to deal with!" Zeng Tai called for help from his companions.
Code Name B clearly had more than one prop to conceal his form. He repeatedly hid his sounds and ambushed Zeng Tai. In just a few minutes, he not only broke through Zeng Tai's protective suit but also left several knife wounds on him, each wound turning black.
"You'll soon taste the flavor of mutant venom," B said smugly. "By then, I won't need to kill you. Your companions who come to help will clean house first."
"I don't understand bird language!" Zeng Tai was hot-tempered. He grabbed a watermelon knife and slashed wildly through the woods. "I'll cut down all the trees and see where you hide!"
The frenzied Zeng Tai was no longer a threat. He didn't even notice that B had already moved away.
"Idiot." B glanced back at Zeng Tai, who was swinging his knife wildly. He took out a cylindrical cloth prop, slipped it over his head, and then stepped step by step into the lowlands.
The cloth prop isolated him from the toxic water and mud in the lowlands. He walked straight to the center, slowly submerged his body, placed a glowing blue circular device underwater, and pressed it down.
After waiting a few seconds, the lowlands remained calm. Sensing something was wrong, B reached out to touch the device, but his body involuntarily tilted forward. All his props disappeared, and beneath his feet appeared the white spiral staircase he had seen before!
The green "Emergency Exit" was just in his hand when both his arms were severed. Turning his head, he saw countless large scissors opening and closing on the wall that was getting closer and closer!
(Chapter End)