The Doomsday Lord: Starting as a Insect Queen-Chapter 287 - 188 ’Man-made’ Professions and Man-made Anomalies (6k)_2
Chapter 287: Chapter 188 ’Man-made’ Professions and Man-made Anomalies (6k)_2
Moreover, I need to consider the needs during war. I definitely have to keep one piece just in case.
Tsk, it’s really such a shame..."
After saying this, Bai Yi finely sliced the soul...
Ah, wrong, I mean she finely divided the soul into ten portions, tore them apart, and threw them into the brain machine host atop the giant tree, letting the Swarm Network begin the pickling process.
First, to pickle them until they take on her form properly.
Otherwise, turning an enemy’s soul into a key defensive piece of equipment was not something she felt secure about.
As for his own thoughts, no one cared about that anymore.
"Ah, it seems a bit too cold-blooded, I’m not that kind of cold-blooded villain...
Forget it, maybe I should hold a Thanksgiving for him to express gratitude for his sacrifice.
No no no, that won’t do, my lifespan is practically endless, having Thanksgiving every year is ludicrous.
Maybe just hold a memorial for him once, and the offerings can still be recycled, perfect~ fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
Sigh...
Bai Yi, oh Bai Yi, when did you become like this!
Just a few months ago, you were still a kind-hearted minor!"
Bai Yi walked out of the laboratory, feeling very good at the moment.
She even thought about whistling due to the mood, but soon realized she didn’t know how to, and gave up, instead starting to make fun of herself.
She even felt like going to Eternal Life City for some late-night snacks.
"Ah, I heard there’s a new shop in Sea Suppressing City that sells good fried potato chips recently, hmm, should I go get some?"
Behind her, Hatti had already taken over the lab, carrying away the remaining corpses.
Through the transport network of brain machines within the territory, the corpse quickly reached its destination, arriving at a huge dark cavern beneath the territory’s ground.
Amidst the erosion by the Fungus Blanket, the last part of him also contributed to the territory.
...
Inside the Battle Zone camp, Area No. 123
To prevent conflicts between all the Lords who came to battle, Iron Blood had already divided the areas within the camp during the Early Period.
Each Lord was assigned an identical troop-stationing area, complete with their own supply depots and temporary housing.
These were all built using funds provided by Iron Blood himself, including depots, which were built using high-tier blueprints he had traded for, and they were very effective.
The Lord assigned to this area was also a third-tier Lord, but his strength was also among the stronger tier three, just missing the experience of completing an instance, which hindered his promotion to tier four.
Yet, he couldn’t bear to miss out on the profits from this battle, nor dare to directly enter an instance.
Even though his third-tier strength meant he had little control over the battles in this zone and didn’t gain much in profits.
He had considered, if he spent about a week to advance, he might gain even more thereafter.
Being too attached could mean giving up the watermelon for a sesame seed.
But people can occasionally be so foolish, and this foolishness this time unexpectedly brought him a surprise.
That afternoon, he was patrolling nearby with a batch of Combat Units, resisting disturbances from other areas,
when he suddenly saw a significant surge in his points, surpassing those shown off by the fourth-tier Lords, and by a wide margin at that.
Such a jump could only be possible by killing a fifth-tier, roughly estimated by the compiled data from those big shots.
Thinking back on his complaint that collecting data up to fifth-tier units was meaningless for them Low-tier Lords, turns out it came in handy now.
Kills were the only source of points, and he could assert that his current enemy definitely wasn’t fifth-tier.
Not to mention fifth-tier, not even fourth-tier existed.
That battlefield was just for the weaker units, with fourth-tier being an infrequent sight in those high-tier Lords’ areas.
Since it wasn’t his kill, no matter how impossible, it still had to be the truth.
His other team, which he saw as expendable, carried out Iron Blood’s defensive assignment and earned him these points.
Not sure how they did it, but the fact remained.
So tonight, he waited here.
If they indeed killed a fifth-tier, they should be returning tonight.
And his expectations were met, around nine o’clock in the evening, he saw the figures of his team.
"How did it go? Are you all right?
What exactly did you encounter today?"
The first question was meant to show concern, but he soon realized how absurd it was.
After all, he knew how many people he deployed, with barely one in ten surviving, it could only be described as a massacre.
Realizing he really didn’t know how to show concern, he simply asked the team leader directly about what he cared about the most.
"Today, we encountered Fan Mao’s people!"
The team leader, equally at a loss for where to start, picked out the most crucial point and summarized today’s yield.
The Lord’s eyes flickered with excitement; he didn’t expect to come across Fan Mao’s people just after seeing them arrive in the Battle Zone earlier today.
It seemed like they had quite the haul!
"Go into detail!"
Having had time to collect his thoughts, the team leader had already organized his words and started from today’s encounter where they got blown up.
Of course, getting blown up was naturally omitted where possible.
"...and then, in cooperation with Fan Mao’s Kemonomimi, we ambushed that fifth-tier team and crushed them decisively.
In gratitude for the knowledge we shared, Fan Mao’s people even gifted us their weapons, and told us..."
