That strong smell has already convinced Ye Zhongming that this big guy is Insect Emperor Honey!
Although Ye Zhongming's real purpose was not to keep this thing as his own, he was still shocked when he saw this translucent yellow object.
The smell here was as strong as the substance. Just breathing casually, Ye Zhongming felt that the power in his body seemed to be boiling. There seemed to be something in the surrounding air that was seeping into his body through his skin, and then merged with this power. Nourish it, strengthen it.
Ye Zhongming knew clearly that this was not an illusion, but a real feeling. In other words, the smell of insect yellow honey was making his body's various values increase!
This increase is very slow, so slow that even if Ye Zhongming smells it here for a day, it will not improve his body by even one percent.
But he is now an eight-star evolver, and he is still a top eight-star evolver. In terms of physical fitness, there is almost no difference from the nine-star being. Even some non-physical nine-star evolvers may not be as good as Ye Zhongming in this regard.
It is extremely difficult to improve his physical fitness by one percent, because this often means a huge and jaw-dropping number.
But what about the Insect King Honey? It may not be able to achieve this effect in one day, but what about ten days? What about a month? What about a year?
If you breathe this fragrance for many years, how much physical value will it increase?
Even people like Ye Zhongming, who had seen countless good things, instinctively coveted this thing.
This Insect King Honey, with this ability alone, is comparable to a piece of purple, no, a piece of colorful equipment.
Ye Zhongming immediately changed his attention.
Just when Ye Zhongming was attracted by the Insect King Honey, the skinny old man sitting in front stood up.
After this man stood up, Ye Zhongming took one look and could no longer hide the horror in his heart!
Although there is a big difference in height, this old man... actually has the same physical appearance as the three-legged man under the holy pool in the Blue Secret Realm!
What does this mean?
It shows that they are of the same clan!
Isn't this a mysterious world? Could it actually be the planet where the three-legged people live? Was he transported to one end of the universe in an instant? Or is it that he was already in a coma, and it took countless years before he was sent here?
If it is the latter, then has the earth now gone through great changes and personnel changes?
Ye Zhongming shuddered whenever he thought of this possibility.
Thinking that the people he was familiar with in this life may have turned into white bones or even left nothing behind on the earth that is countless light years away, Ye Zhongming had some difficulty breathing.
"foreigner?"
At this time, the three-legged old man who stood up suddenly said something.
Not with words, but with spirit to communicate directly with Ye Zhongming.
Sure enough, it is in line with the life characteristics of this race-the spiritual power is very outstanding.
Ye Zhongming regained his mood and gradually stabilized his mood.
He felt that it might be a good thing to meet an outsider here, and he might get some answers he wanted to know from this person.
But before Ye Zhongming could speak, the old man spoke.
"Whoever comes here to cause trouble will die."
After saying that, a huge spiritual storm centered on him and attacked Ye Zhongming.
Ye Zhongming cursed in his heart and immediately rushed forward.
He did want to ask this person something, but it didn't mean that both parties had to stand. It was also okay to ask after the other person lay down.
When the man saw that Ye Zhongming did not faint as he expected, a look of shock immediately appeared on his face, and his subsequent reaction was a little slow.
In a battle of this level, one second is enough to decide the winner.
Ye Zhongming arrived in front of the three-legged man and had already waved out his fist. The three-legged man saw that he could not move away because of his surprise. He gritted his teeth and did not move. Instead, he threw out an arm and hit Ye Zhongming in the ribs. , in this situation, he chose a lose-lose style of play.
But he still underestimated Ye Zhongming's speed.
When the fist landed on his head, his hand had not yet touched Ye Zhongming.
The three-legged man was directly hit and fell to the ground and fainted.
Shaking his head, Ye Zhongming's dizzy side effects from the mental storm disappeared.
The three-legged man's mental power was very strong, but it was relative. Compared with the man under the holy pool, the difference was even greater. That person is a ninth-level being. Even if his level drops after being imprisoned for many years, his mental power is still as strong as the vast sea.
Ye Zhongming looked at Insect Emperor Honey, waved his hand, and the big guy entered his space.
Such a good thing cannot be let go.
Then he kicked the old man and woke him up.
Because of the mental storm just now, Ye Zhongming noticed the old man's strength at that time, which was close to level eight. If the two sides really fought, it would really take a lot of effort to defeat him without using skills and equipment.
However, the old man probably used his mental strength to give him an advantage in the battle, so he was completely unprepared for Ye Zhongming, who was almost immune, and was KO'd in one second.
"Who are you? Why are you here? How did you get here? What is the name of your race?"
Seeing the old man waking up, Ye Zhongming asked a series of questions.
If you can know where this person came from, you may be able to know where this place is and how to leave.
The old man woke up for a moment and tried to struggle, but his neck was strangled. The despair of being unable to break free made him immediately calm down.
"Better answer me, because I don't mind killing you."
The old man nodded, Ye Zhongming's palm relaxed slightly, and the old man gasped twice before he started to speak.
Ye Zhongming looked very ugly after hearing this. He didn't get the answer he wanted.
This old man turned out to be a mixed race!
His ancestors came here and couldn't find their way home, so they settled here. After who knows how many years, the race merged with the people here. When the old man came here, he didn't know how many generations it was, although it was still preserved. He has the body hair characteristics of his ancestors, but his body shape can no longer be maintained, and he has become the short appearance he is now.
Ye Zhongming pondered for a moment and continued: "Does your race have relevant historical records or anything like that? Or do you have elders who know a lot of things?"
The old man's expression darkened, "No, as far as I know, I am the last person of my species here."
Ye Zhongming looked at the old man's bloody head and slowly released him. The injury was too serious, but it was enough to reduce his combat effectiveness by 30%, and he was not a threat to Ye Zhongming.
At this time, noises and footsteps came from downstairs. After a while, six or seven people filed up the stairs to the third floor.
