Ahan was sweating all over his body. This was not real sweat, but a stimulation of potential.
His profession destined Ahan's combat effectiveness to be greater than the virus he cultivated.
In the past, before his professional level was upgraded, he was just a human shield. Every time he fought or hunted, he had to rush to the front to absorb the firepower and attacks of enemies or mutant beings.
This went on for several years.
If Ahan hadn't been lucky, he would have died long ago.
Virus carrier, this profession is very special and weird. However, before upgrading, when he only had explosive fungi and onychomycosis, he and his profession were not favored by others.
Every team likes him, but every team doesn't treat him as a human being.
The euphemistically named vanguard, macho man, tank, arrowhead, sharp knife... in fact, they are just cannon fodder.
Looking at the shadows of thorns and whips all over the sky, Ahan's mind echoed the days when he was walking on thin ice and living on the edge of death every day since the end of the world began.
His eyes quickly turned red.
After obtaining the ability of the life-eating poisonous pole, Ahan's status rose sharply. At the beginning, he was very satisfied. He felt that everything had changed and the god of fate began to favor him.
However, gradually, he discovered that nothing had actually changed. He had just changed from a low-level fighter to a high-level fighter.
The person who ordered him went from a second-rate figure to a first-rate figure, and now he has become a boss-level figure.
He's still a beater.
Just like now, even if he becomes the number two figure in the Hidden Snake Journey, he still has to be sent out to fight a life and death battle.
Is this his honor? Yes, you can say that. But more importantly, he still needs to charge forward.
In Ahan's heart, for the first time when Xiao Zhengtai Yiqi ordered him to go into battle, the thought of establishing his own business arose for the first time.
Therefore, he wants to win this battle, get rewards, and continue to increase his strength until... he becomes the boss himself!
Until... watching others fight for him!
This time, he must win.
With sweat flowing down his body and Ahan's unwilling roar, the virus carrier activated his fourth skill.
No one knows that Ahan has a fourth skill.
Huajiahezi pus!
A terrible virus that causes the target to quickly rot wherever it is touched.
This was the first time that he showed the virus in front of everyone, which would make him miserable every time he cultivated it a little bit.
Xiao Zhengtai once said that Ahan cultivated one gram of life-eating pods every day. But what he didn't know was that if Ahan only cultivated life-eating pods every day, he could cultivate five grams! The reason why he only cultivated one gram was because in addition to a small amount of fungi that increased the first two physical attributes, he spent all his energy and hard work on the pus of Huajia Hezi!
This is his trump card, this is his stepping stone on the road to becoming a top powerhouse!
Ahan has already made up his mind to kill this woman, get the reward, strengthen himself, and then say goodbye to this little bastard that he hates so much!
This young guy is not qualified to order him. Even if he takes off his golden equipment, he will no longer be his opponent!
In this fantasy, Ahan used his own trick to suppress the things at the bottom of the box.
These sweat-like and inconspicuous horrors of agriculture turned into water droplets all over the sky, splashing onto the surrounding dense thorns.
No matter how tight the protection is, it cannot stop the pervasive liquid.
The pus of Huajia Hezi was stained on the thorns, and it was fired towards Hong from the gaps in the thorns.
All the thorns that were splashed emitted green smoke, and the location quickly expanded, directly corroding the tough and terrifying weapon.
The thorns fell to the ground piece by piece, covering the ground in an instant. As Ahan stood there, the broken thorns were already up to his ankles.
He looked ferociously at the red hair falling in the sky, unable to dodge, and watched the liquid he emitted pounce on the woman.
It was close, and without any accident, the pus of Sixty-year-old Hezi was stained on the red-haired body.
Although there were thorns flying around in the space, at this time, Ahan and everyone else on Hidden Snake Journey were sure that Yunding Villa had lost this competition.
Because the red-haired man's physical fitness value displayed on the light and shadow arena is declining rapidly!
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