Chapter 695 - 334: Su Jiameng’s Apology (Part 2)
As I said before, this matter doesn’t have a direct connection with Su Jiameng. If we die, it can only be attributed to fate and lack of strength, not because Su Jiameng didn’t protect us throughout or didn’t give us VIP-level special treatment.
However... forgiving this time is one thing, but they don’t want a repeat of this mess! Liang Xiaonuo directly said, "You better continue to stay off alcohol; this stuff is just too dangerous..."
Alright, with that said, Su Jiameng really didn’t touch a drop of alcohol for ten years!
After resting, they gathered to outline the next steps. It was still about training and fighting, finding that mysterious Insect Imperial while taking on an additional task of collecting Clay Ore. Since Su Jiameng had tasks on her at the moment, she couldn’t earn Plane Points, and she was really broke, so she could only choose to sell the items from this Plane to the Plane Store to earn Plane Points.
"What are Plane Points used for?" Liang Xiaonuo, now a team member, could also see the Plane platform Su Jiameng opened.
"They can exchange for many useful things, like food, drinks, necessities, as well as Energy Blocks, Antidotes, Mecha, weapons, Energy Ammunition, Super-speed Potions..." Su Jiameng briefly explained without going into details, "In short, if we want to continue forward here instead of going back to town for supplies every now and then, we better work hard to earn Plane Points..."
"So how many Plane Points do you have now?" People from Future Interstellar have strong hearts and acceptance capabilities, with all sorts of mind-boggling things as a base, Liang Xiaonuo and the other three quickly accepted the existence of the Plane Trading System and were very curious about the store.
Su Jiameng shrugged and turned out her pockets, saying, "None at all, I’m broke..."
Alright... they are quite poor indeed... with a specific goal in mind, they weren’t that lost. However, while collecting Clay Ore, Su Jiameng also informed them of how fierce the stuff was, giving them proper defensive measures.
Su Jiameng increasingly felt like a shameless landlord, continuously exploiting honest farmers to work for her.
Life was monotonous every day; whenever they encountered the Insect Race, they slaughtered them, using all kinds of artillery weapons. They charged into small swarms and massacred, either fighting cooperatively or individually, healing wounds when done, eating their meals, then counting the Clay Ore quantity – keeping some and selling some to the Plane Store for Plane Points, exchanging with those Plane Points various weaponry and other items.
"Didn’t expect you to get hurt too..." Getting used to this battle rhythm, Liang Xiaonuo started finding fun in the never-ending life of slaughter, such as teasing Su Jiameng or browsing the Plane Store enthusiastically, adding items to the cart even though she couldn’t afford them.
Su Jiameng smiled helplessly, "I’m not some invincible freak; of course, I get hurt. Ow... a bit lighter, please."
Even with telekinesis assisting, occasional minor injuries were unavoidable. But they were mostly slight scratches, not severe injuries, and there was no poisoning or corrosion experience. So far, she’s remained intact.
However, compared to her laid-back ease, Liang Xiaonuo and the others weren’t as fortunate, each suffering from quite a few serious injuries, with Antidotes eaten like meals. While the Medicine was effective, it inevitably left some scars.
Cui Hu, along with two other men, didn’t mind and instead considered those wounds a badge of honor, but as one of the only two women, Liang Xiaonuo did not agree with this sentiment. Later, Su Jiameng got her some other Plane’s special scar-removing medicine, which worked incredibly well.
"Tie it a bit tighter, or the wound will break open..." Liang Xiaonuo rolled her eyes. They were all poor, with one veteran leading four rookies, resulting in frequent injuries and high ointment usage, depleting much.
Now, so poor they can’t afford the special medicine, Su Jiameng refused to use those Super-speed Potions to save resources when her wounds weren’t big. Even without the medicine, her body would heal in about three to five days.
"By the way, Cui Hu and the others have been out for a while, why aren’t they back yet?" Su Jiameng carefully put her shirt back on, the sleeve had some holes; she planned to ask Xiaonuo to patch it later, maybe she could wear it for another day...
The poor have it tough like this, not being able to change clothes freely. In the past, she could change outfits daily without repeating for a year.
"With An Chen around, if there’s any danger, they wouldn’t miss it. Even if they can’t handle it, Ah Hu would choose to retreat." Lu Anchen’s ability to judge environments surpasses normal people; Cui Hu, as Commander, is more rational than anything else, and Theo is a pro at mixed battles. With the three forming a small team, they can crush an ordinary Insect Race squad painlessly.
"I hope so too..." At this moment, Su Jiameng suddenly sniffed, turning her head to ask Liang Xiaonuo, "Do you smell anything unusual?"
"A smell? What kind of special smell could there be? Over time, my sense of smell’s deteriorated." Facing the living Insect Race daily – reeking of stench, and the dead ones – it’s a visual and olfactory double torment. She’s now able to face it all calmly, even eating unknown Plane’s fruit soup while looking at a heap of Insect Race carcass.
"I’m sure I smell something..." She sniffed again. At the moment, the wind was blowing, carrying a faint distinctive scent very different from the Insect Race, "Xiaonuo, leave a mark to remind Cui Hu and the others; let’s go have a look first!"
This scent... seems like those of Qi Alaruo’s...
Of course, she would never admit that the first thing the scent reminded her of was various spicy wonderful delicacies _(:з)∠)_(To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)