Our Family Has Fallen-Chapter 512 - 322: Merciless Capital_1
Lance dissected the body of the crippled pig and indeed found anomalies. The fusion with a human had twisted its body, but it also birthed a peculiar structure.
The stomach was covered in an abnormally sturdy layer of mucus that even a Short Sword couldn’t slice through. A torch had to be held against it to burn it off, producing a cloud of foul-smelling white smoke. Soon, the mucus also burned away.
Upon cutting it open, one could see it was filled with various kinds of trash steeped in stomach acid. It was clear its diet was exceptionally chaotic. Most had already dissolved into the stomach fluid and were hard to identify, leaving only hair, bones, and such that hadn’t completely digested yet.
What was more concerning was that once the stomach fluid flowed out, even its own pig flesh couldn’t withstand it, and signs of erosion appeared.
"Did you see that? That’s why I had Dismas shoot it first. This monster’s esophagus and stomach structure are different from that of normal humans or pigs. They don’t even need to get close to spit their corrosive stomach fluid filled with various viruses onto you."
Lance’s words made everyone feel nauseated; after all, no one wanted that disgusting stuff spit on them.
"Boss, how did you know that?"
Boudica suddenly asked, which made others curious as well.
Everyone was supposed to be seeing this kind of monster for the first time, even Tadiff, who had dealt with Pigmen before. So, how did he know? they wondered.
"When facing an unfamiliar monster, the first thing to do is to be alert. Then, guess the monster’s possible attack methods and special abilities based on its appearance," Lance explained casually and without fear. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺
"Firstly, these monsters appeared together. The first two with weapons, their attack methods were obvious at a glance. But when this one appeared, I felt something was off. Why would something that can’t even walk and has to crawl on the ground with its arms, this deformed cripple, dare to come over here, making such a loud noise? Then looking at its atrophied lower limbs, only able to move with its arms, most common attack methods seemed unrealistic. At best, it could crawl over to grab and bite you. Similarly, I noticed that this guy was actually quite agile, moving with surprising speed. But the problem was that it was at the very end. This was enough to alert me that its attack must be able to cover this distance. Otherwise, it should have been the first to come at us. At that time, I wasn’t sure, but uncertainty is the greatest danger of all, so that’s why I had Dismas snipe it first. I’d rather guess wrong than gamble with everyone’s lives."
As he spoke, Lance fiddled with the crippled pig’s mouth with his Short Sword.
"The esophagus and digestive system are specially structured and protected by mucus so they won’t corrode, but look at the pig’s mouth area. There are clear signs of corrosion, which probably only occurs after prolonged contact. Seeing this, I more or less guessed the crippled pig’s mode of attack."
The whole set of logical deductions overloaded Boudica’s brain, but she was too lazy to think further, shaking her head.
"Let’s go. There are probably many more enemies like this one. Next time, you can pay attention. It’s best to take care of an unknown, unfamiliar enemy first, not letting it get close."
Lance didn’t care about that and raised his hand to cast "Sacrifice" on the corpses.
The Void devoured the bodies, leaving behind the random debris, but the returning Spiritual Essence was more considerable than that of the ordinary Ascended Believers.
Truly, the Extraordinary race created by the Ancestor through various bizarre rituals was as "fattened" as pigs.
The environment here was repugnant to him, but at least business had kicked off, and the bountiful harvest soothed his emotions.
The other two, whether Boudica or Dismas, had no reaction to the scene, but Tadiff froze for a moment upon seeing the bodies disappear.
What was this situation?
But after having seen the methods of the Heretics, even withstanding an attack from a Heretic Priest, and seeing these inhuman Pigman monsters, his nerves had been steeled.
He was only momentarily surprised before he recovered. He was paid to do a job. It wasn’t his concern, and he couldn’t care less, unless he was paid more.
Soon Lance reassembled the team and continued onwards. Hunt those pigs plunged into darkness!
「Ovando, Walter Conglomerate headquarters.」
"How is it, has the word been spread?"
"I found a few new faces to pose as refugees and spread the word around the city. They should know pretty soon."
"It’s not enough. Put the word out that we’re gathering food to jump on this deal, have the men make some noise, and hurry it up," Walter laughed, stoking the fire himself, just to see if his competitor would jump in.
"I got it." Vick understood what that meant. No wonder the Lord told him to learn from Walter, he mused. He still had much to learn.
"I think we could really compete with them for it, then drive up the price of grain. Later on, we can release the grain we’ve bought up and let them buy it. They’d do anything to suppress us. No matter how high the price, they’ll definitely buy it all. That way, we don’t have to travel far; just turn it over once and we can make at least double the profit while also pressing down their profit margins."
Vick had painstakingly studied the situation in Ovando and quickly supplemented Walter’s proposal.
Walter, hearing this, merely smiled and remained silent, but his following remark greatly increased Vick’s pressure.
"But if we continue to raise the price of grain, what will become of the commoners in the city?"
Vick had experienced the mayor and farm owner monopolizing the market, continually raising the price of grain, leading to the townspeople having nothing to eat and many starving to death.
