Chapter 163

"...... Threats? He dares to threaten me?" The man did not fool himself into admitting that he did feel that threat at that moment. He Yugi had to figure out what had happened, and what step had gone wrong to create such a big error.

The man stood up to make the call: as much as he hated those few competitors, they were more reliable at this time when they were on the same page.

By this time the others who saw the live feed were having a bunch of 'gripes' waiting to be dumped.

"Oh my god, what is this?"

An Yinong's live stream, as well as those few Bugs' live streams, boiled like boiling water.

Along with the deaths of the players, the Bear Slaughter Squad members' live streams had gone black, but that didn't affect these people at all from running outside to the Bear Slaughter Squad forums to discuss what they had just seen.

If this wasn't live, they wouldn't have believed the images they saw.

All of these people were frantically discussing this mysterious player, and no one cared about Bear Slaughter Squad, which had already been decimated, or An YInong's provocative remarks.

They didn't even care about the difference between countries.

As said earlier, the Bug Race was an extreme race where the strongest was the king.

Even after entering the interstellar era, most of them were still 'indifferent to life and death, do it if you don't want to', and the fans of the Bear Slaughter Squad were especially extreme, so these people didn't have any reaction to their idol being killed, and at most, they would just mourn the money they had lost on their bets.

They were now more curious about what An Yinong's situation was.

"He said he's a low-level bug race from a poor planet? That's absolutely impossible!

"Could it be a Higher Insect Race that's relatively rare so it's mistaken for a Lower Insect Race? I remember that several rare types in the Higher Insect Race possess curse-like abilities."

"It's not a curse, ah, the fall made a pipe-control plant with a psychedelic effect bloom, or instantly bloom ......

"There's also the Killing Vine that suddenly became so terrifying, all of these show that he definitely possesses extraordinary power. Without a doubt, it's the ability to control plants."

"Shut up upstairs and upstairs, the differentiation stage has a f*cking ability! You can use power at the differentiation stage?"

"Who are you to tell me to shut up? White fingertips are the stage of differentiation huh? Maybe it's albinism? Maybe it's albinism? Definitely not differentiation stage."

"He said himself that he's in the differentiation stage and his parents are low-level bugs, so don't speculate too much, okay?"

"One look and I know it's impossible, the differentiation stage can't use abilities."

The audience, one by one, transformed into masters and began to argue whether or not this player was a differentiation stage, and they generally agreed: Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

The differentiation stage was the transition period from pup to adult body, the most special period in the entire life cycle, during this time they didn't have any 'power', and had to desperately reduce their consumption to increase their nutritional intake so that they could successfully pass through the differentiation stage.

Even the higher insect races did not escape this rule.

In ancient times, the differentiation stage was a hurdle for the insect race, and if they were not careful, they would die.

More and more people flocked to An Yinong's live broadcast, they foolishly wanted to know what was going on, and foolishly wanted to know who An Yinong was and what was going on with his power.

On the screen, An Yinong was observing the wildly growing weeds and resurgent tree seedlings around him.

To be precise, the men had not died at the hands of An Yinong, but in their wantonness against the forests and living creatures.

Wanton killing and destruction for the sole purpose of enjoyment would incur the backlash of nature. An Yinong could only be considered a tool man who accelerated the backlash.

The whirling wind had stopped, and the trees with flowers behind An Yinong gathered their buds and returned to their previous appearance. The grass sprites in the forest floated out once more, filling the sky.

The female beast that was carrying the child was already dead, it had silvery-white curly hair and was more than a dozen meters tall even when it was lying down, and its sharp claws could easily grab the insect race and tear apart their protective armor.

In ancient times, the insect race was not one of the most powerful, plant animals, many races fed on the insect race.

For example, the murderous vines dripping with slime in front of them.

But they didn't harm An Yinong, instead, they swung their torsos around him, the rustling, the wind, and the cries of the grass elves mixed together in a strange rhythm.

Many other birds flew out of the forest, and they landed beside An Yinong and sang around him.

These birds were large, several times larger than an ostrich, and, judging by their claws and beaks, were flesh-eaters. But these birds, somewhat vicious in appearance, were looking at him with what could be called gentle eyes and affectionately pecked at his hand with their beaks.

An Yinong enjoyed this marvelous feeling; it seemed that he was no longer him, but a part of this world, a part of nature, and that these birds and the plants on the ground were derivatives of his soul.

He felt that he could feel them, touch them, and even control them.

"The more evolved and intelligent the plants and animals, the more pronounced the emotions I can feel, and I can even communicate." An Yinong and the system said.

The plants under his feet carefully extended their branches and leaves to touch him. The large birds, on the other hand, surrounded An Yinong until he reached out to touch their beaks, and they left the area with a flutter of their wings.

"Woo-" At that moment a huge shadow appeared in the sky accompanied by a long hiss.

It spun around and flew towards An Yinong, visually it looked like a big airliner sprinting towards him, and the wind was blowing wildly in the forest.

Was it summoned by the mother's dying whine?

He felt the anger of that life form, burning wildly like a mountain fire. Its anger made it fool to destroy this place, lashing out wildly.

The earth trembled slightly, and a long or short whistling sound came out of An Yinong's mouth, as if in response to the giant beast in the sky. The Behemoth flew around the sky in circles and whistled long and loud in answer to An Yinong's words.

No one in front of the screen could hear what these meaningless whistles meant, not even the most authoritative language experts. Even An Yinong himself couldn't describe it in concrete terms, as if these things were born that way.

It was as if he breathed, ate, and slept, it was instinctive and didn't even need to be learned.

"Host you finally used 'bloodline'." The system wiped its eyes in old comfort.

Perhaps he hadn't encountered this kind of critical moment where he needed to stimulate all of his potential before, An Yinong didn't have a particularly real sense of ownership of the bloodline he possessed, and he felt that it was just an external golden finger.

But now, he suddenly understood why these abilities, were called 'bloodline'.

"This is a gift from the world, a power engraved into your soul, melting into your origin." The system said, "All the golden fingers obtained from the mall may fail and be stripped away, but the bloodline won't. It fuses into your every cell and is a part of you."

"A part of me?"

The system became excited, "The host doesn't realize just how much power you possess. Three world grants and evolutions, and the one that evolved is still one of the rarest and hardest to awaken bloodlines, the 'Druid Bloodline', how many hosts can only dream of it?

"I also don't know why the host is favored like this, but none of that matters. What matters is that you have it."

An Yinong looked down at his hands, his right hand, and his index and middle fingers were wrapped with black tattoo-like runes. With a thought, the words 'disappeared', but he knew that they were always there.

An Yinong could also feel the joys and sorrows of the plants and animals around him, if they were more evolved, the emotions he felt were clearer, otherwise, they were weak.

Earlier, when the system said that the bloodline was evolved, he didn't put the word 'evolved' in his mind, but the truth seemed to be that it was indeed evolved. Evolving from a single, foolhardy type of approach to a more obscure and subtle one.

The mermaid bloodline, the Disney Princess bloodline had always been there, it was just like a small stream merging into a large river, and a large river merging into a river and sea.

An Yinong kept communicating with the giant beast and recounted everything that had happened before, the giant beast finally calmed down and it slowly landed in front of An Yinong.

The behemoth was about twenty to thirty meters tall, with long slender limbs and long hair on its feet blown by the encircling wind like rolling white smoke.

It didn't have wings, but probably had some ability to harness the wind.

This giant beast was a pair with the one on the ground, the female was dead and it had a large belly, obviously carrying a baby. It was the weakness of pregnancy that dragged it down, making it easy for players to hunt.

An Yinong tilted its head to look at it, and it looked down at An Yinong.

Its head was the size of a car, and An Yinong saw his reflection in its eyes. Those light golden beast's eyes were unblinking, sharp teeth protruded outside its mouth, and on its body was unhidden killing intent.

Eight live feeds rotated between them, and the viewers in front of the screen held their breath as they watched the 'Mikado' Behemoth in its purely wild state up close like this for the first time.

The viewers thought that the furious beast would attack An Yinong, but no, the beast put away its attacking stance and slowly lowered its head. This was a submissive attitude towards the strong.

The crowd was astonished, what power was hidden in this skinny insect race, why could he make a strong, imperial-winded behemoth bow its head?

Immediately after that, the giant beast walked over to the dead female, it lifted its claws and gently slashed, the dead female's belly cracked open, and a small thing wrapped in a fetal coat rolled out from inside, bloody.

Its legs kicked and kicked inside the tired coat, but with so little force that it didn't know exactly what was going on.

The behemoth tore off that layer of fetal clothing as well, and the slimy little beast emerged.

The gentle wind rolled the soft grass down on the mass, cleaning the stains on it little by little, and gradually, it revealed its true appearance, a tiny behemoth, with pink skin underneath its tiny curly fur.

It lay there motionless, still breathing, but its breath was weak.

The beast carried it over and placed it in front of An Yinong.

An Yinong looked up at the giant beast and seemed to understand its meaning, he reached out and touched the grass, his hand and the earth close to each other, feeling the pulse of life, free and light wind rotating around it, but also to take away the mysterious and far-reaching chanting like an ancient forest.

The live broadcast room suddenly quieted down, they couldn't help but close their eyes and listen to the ethereal voice that seemed like it shouldn't be from a human being.

The high and low tunes, not knowing what they meant, but the brain emptied, the soul was taken out and placed in the clean and cold stream, letting the flowing water wash away the tiredness and dirt of the mind.

His voice drifted farther and farther away, while the world was so empty that distractions were washed away and people suddenly calmed down.

[Survival is the right of all things.

[At this moment the gods are invited to incline their ears.]

He placed his hand gently on the beast's forehead, and unseen spots of green light overflowed from those trees and weeds, the stars gathering into a stream to surround it.

The increasingly faint heartbeat became powerful, the beast threw back its hair and let out a whistling sound, the white clouds seemed to be startled, and the little beast on the ground opened its eyes.

It was alive and was trying to stand up.

"Great!" The viewers in front of the screen couldn't help but press their hearts, "It's alive, great."

The behemoth bowed its head and offered its nose to its child to get up, and to walk.

The first time it stood for two minutes before falling over, the second time was five minutes, and after a few times, it was finally able to stand for a long time and walk.

A whimper escaped the beast's lips as if it was pampering its father.

The beast offered it its nose and picked it up again and placed it in front of Yinong. It let out a long whistle from its mouth, and without waiting for An Yinong to respond, it turned around and ran a few quick steps into the sky.

"Oooh--" The small beast left on the ground also let out a chirp towards the sky and ran towards the direction the giant beast left, only it still couldn't keep it.

An Yinong, who was suddenly entrusted with a heavy responsibility, froze, "Is this meant for me to adopt?"

Five minutes later.

"It's like this if you pick up a wild animal cub during the game and have no choice but to take care of it, can you bring it back after the game is over?"

After calling customer service An Yinong sat cross-legged and waited for a response. Beside him the little beast also sat down and licked his hand one by one.

Although the little beast was just born, it was about the same size as an adult horse, covered with silver glittering curly hair, its face was like a fox, pointed, and there was a layer of blue film in its eyes, so it looked black to blue.

Looking at its rows of small pointed teeth, it should be a meat eater, An Yinong was secretly worried, he didn't even know how to hunt and how to feed it.

"Ding!" Customer service quickly returned the message, "This question requires fifteen points."

Points? An Yinong saw the upper left corner of the light screen, the points that were still zero before had risen to seventeen at some point, just enough to ask a question.

So he spent fifteen points.

"Oooh." The little beast nibbled on his clothes as if it wanted to play with him. An Yinong rubbed its head, he didn't know what to do with this sudden consignment. If he couldn't take the little beast with him, it was not good to take care of it during this time so that it could get used to the insect race. It wasn't easy for an animal past its hand to return to its primitive state.

But it wouldn't be practical to just leave it behind.

Time passed unusually slowly while waiting, and finally, word came from there:

"It's okay."

Chapter 164

Well, just two words, earned him fifteen points.

An Yinong closed the light screen and looked at the little beast, "Your father has entrusted you to me, so let's rely on each other from now on. Look at your father's appearance so handsome and windy, how about you call yourself 'Windchill'?"

The little beast didn't understand again and continued to lick his face.

"Supervisor, the market price of one million dollars for the Royal Wind Cub is just given away to him?" The customer service who had previously picked up An Yinong's inquiry service was still marveling, as insiders, they all knew that this entire main game field only had a dozen or so top-tier prey animals, and there was only one pair of each type of top-tier prey animal.

"These animals are placed inside just to kill players, or be killed by players. It's not that no one has thought of taming them, but these animals are all wild and can't take bugs unless raised from a young age."

The supervisor looked at An Yinong and the Sentinel Cub on the screen, "This is the first time that someone has been recognized by the Sentinel Beast as the master of its child. Such a rare development can make for good material and news, and its value is far more than a million dollars."

Customer Service then understood, and he was filled with shame, "It's me who was short-sighted."

At the same time, the vehicles that dropped off the players began to return in order, and when all the vehicles returned, the game planet was closed, and the survival game show for the whole star officially began.

The host appeared on the screen, she had exaggerated and gaudy makeup, and was shouting at the audience vociferously, even with nervousness:

"This Survival Game is about to officially begin! Are you guys looking forward to it?"

"Looking forward to-" The bugs in different countries and planets, virtual spaces, bars, residences, game halls ...... all places cheered.

A map appeared in front of the audience, it was a prototypical archery target-style map, a circle of different colors, the outermost layer was white, then blue, green, yellow, and orange ...... all the way over to the center of the purple.

There were many points of light on the first second and third layers, and a handful of them on the fourth layer, which were the markings of the players.

Among the star dots, the logo of the game organizer appeared in the center, and it was surrounded by the flags of the seven large insect race countries and a dozen small insect race countries, which were the countries participating in this game.

"The twenty-eighth Extreme Survival Game, codenamed 'Lost Civilization', officially begins!"

Cheers resounded through the sky once more.

All the interstellar Bugs had begun their triennial revelry, except for the players who were playing the game.

An Yinong had already accepted the fact that he was about to bring Windchaser for survival. He didn't feel it was a liability, rather he felt it was more likely that he was a liability.

After resting enough he stood up and patted the blades of grass on his body, the little beast also stood up and was a head taller than him. An Yinong rubbed its fur and looked over at the female beast that had been dead for a long time.

Thin blades of grass grew on the ground, wrapping the animal's body on the ground and slowly dragging it into the ground. The creatures in the land would digest them and return them to the cycle.

An Yinong reached down and picked up the watch at his feet. Its time had stopped with the death of its owner, but when opened it still showed the last page that the people had looked at.

"Find nearby players function?"

This function took a hundred points to unlock. How long has it been since the game started and these people have already gotten this many points to start clearing out players?

Another team and high popularity, could it be that these people were the group of players rumored to have taken the initiative to come in using a loophole in the rules?

If that was the case, no wonder his attention spiked to six figures in a flash, so it turned out to be rubbing off on someone else.

"No matter what their identities are, it doesn't matter now. Next is the time to get the loot." An Yinong had already regained his health and was just a bit hungry.

Looking at the energy blocks that were already in pieces and inedible, and then looking at the corpse shells of those few bugs, the thrifty and diligent man decided to reuse the waste. The plastic bag that contained the energy blocks could still be used, to be used as a water bladder in the future.

There was also the legacy left behind by others, which couldn't be wasted.

At this time, the number of people online in An Yinong's live room had risen to a six-digit number that began with three, and this number was still rising at a rate visible to the naked eye.

After destroying the famous Death God Squad Xiong Tu Squad, he had become famous overnight.

However, An Yinong ignored this and was too lazy to interact as he continued his green work - touching corpses.

Bear Slaughter Squad was running to become the final victor, and the preparations of the five of them, it was quite generous and complete.

In addition to the five pieces of protective clothing that have been corroded off and broken can not get, the other ten things now all fall into the hands of An Yinong, none of the functions is duplicated, very practical.

Hey, bitter hate year pressure gold line, finally all cheap next door old An.

A deformation metal, and the original deformation metal one left and one right hanging on An Yinong's wrist.

In addition, there is a bottle of universal antidote, a bottle of strong psychedelic drugs, and a bottle of trauma spray.

These three medicines were of great use here, but many players who acted alone wouldn't use their three carrying slots on medicines.

There's also the rather useful Field Tent Cube one, which turns into a tent when thrown out and shrinks into a tiny cube at the push of a button, so you can just pocket it.

There is also a palm boat made of the same lightweight material, the kind that turns into a small boat when thrown out.

An adjustable telescope with night vision.

As well as a pack of compressed towels, more than a hundred grains. This thing can also be used to bandage wounds, or torn into four pieces to be used as toilet paper.

Lastly, a ring that can be used for lighting and fire.

All of the above were directly usable, and there was one remaining item that An Yinong wouldn't be able to use.

A thing that was probably used to take people up into the air, the size of a steering wheel. It felt like it could be lifted into the air by grabbing the handrail below, however, An Yinong didn't know how to operate it, so it could only be considered as chicken ribs.

After organizing the loot, he left the area to look for food. After the battle just now, he once again felt hungry and was in desperate need of food.

The people outside the camera chased him with their eyes.

Who the hell was he?

And what was that thing he was reading out of his mouth?

In the world outside the game, An Yinong had drawn attention. He can manipulate plants, he can talk to animals to gain their trust, how on earth does he do it?

Some people who liked to get to the bottom of the matter recorded the sound of An Yinong's chanting and chanting, removing the murmurs and background sounds, and conducted experiments. As a result, the animals and plants that heard this sound, their activity level rose significantly, just still not to the extent of the video.

They also found people to imitate these sounds, among them were special bugs that could perfectly replicate the sound, however, it was clear that it was still the same tune and sound, but those animals and plants didn't buy it at all.

"Is there something else used to assist? Like drugs?"

They looked up An Yinong's real-life identity, and it turned out that he was just an ordinary person from a poor planet, with both of his parents being low-level bug races, and nothing special in his past.

So they went back to looking for people who knew him.

Even that habitually high-strung 'Ellen' was pressed into her seat by her suitors, watching An Yinong's performance in the video.

The An Yinong in the video had a mysterious and powerful aura, his deep eyes seemed to see them, the 'evil people' sitting here, and his mouth chanted as if he was an ancient god.

Ellen's eyelashes fluttered as he looked at the others, "If you wish me to say anything, all I can tell you is that he is hiding something from me, and I look at him as if he were a stranger."

Ellen's voice was light and so was his expression, his suitors felt that he was an immaculate statue of a god and that to touch would be blasphemy.

Today this idol had a rare emotion that belonged to a human being, but it was the sadness of not being trusted, and the crowd indulged in a single gesture and a single word of his, and in their hearts, the ill feeling towards An Yinong climbed straight up.

It was only one of the suitors who had laid hands on 'Mai', but everyone else had acquiesced in the affair and pushed for it.

Even Ellen knew about it, and he knew it better than anyone. Ever since he was a little boy, all the people who adored him would come after 'Mai', this time it was just a little more extreme.

Yet Ellen didn't feel that guilt, he always remembered that he was a child of the Higher Bugs, living on the opulent Capital Planet, he wasn't like those lower bugs on that backward planet.

It was an honor to serve the Higher Bugs, and an honor to die to protect him, his mother had always told him that, and he had never doubted it.

Ellen was a special rare type of High Bug, born to be chased by the world, everyone wanted to possess all of him, to plunder his life, including these people who surrounded him now.

No matter how arrogant these people used to be, they all fell to their knees at Ellen's feet.

But there were too many enemies, uncontrolled desires burning inside, while their faces were covered in masks of civility, "Ellen, you underestimate the evil of humanity, and his concealment is a betrayal of you."

"He is still my friend." Ellen withdrew his eyes as he rejected them once more, "Don't talk about him like that."

A few of the suitors looked at each other, malice burning hotter in their eyes.

A certain institute.

"Purposefully sending me this video to use me to solve this person?" The woman in a sharp researcher's outfit looked at the screen, "Although I hate being used, however, this person has caught my attention."

She took a sip of water and continued, "I've checked, and counting the rare species that have long been extinct, I haven't found any special bugs that can control both plants and animals.

"And the features on his body are those of the differentiation stage, not some albino white spot disease, and before the differentiation stage is over he's just a hatchling, and he can't use his powers. But it's so interesting that he's using powers on the contrary."

Speaking of which, the woman narrowed her eyes, "Purposely giving me this clue was also an attempt to divert my attention from researching that chimera lover of yours, wasn't it? Oh no, you've been hung up for so long, you haven't even touched it, it doesn't count as a lover, at best a spare tire."

The man frowned at once, "I hope you keep our agreement and leave him alone."

After saying that he hung up the connection.

The young woman grunted lightly as she opened the video and slowed it down, carefully studying every expression and pronunciation of An Yinong in it.

She said to her assistant, "I know that the game organizer has a channel to contact the players. I was hoping that someone would bring this Bug 'alive' to my institute."

"I will pay that person to his satisfaction."