fifth form

Chapter 3411 Innate Abilities

The river, over a hundred meters wide, is filled with underground oil and flames, a natural barrier faced by the spider colony.

As long as there is an arsonist on the other side, even a ferocious spider would find it difficult to cross the river.

However, once the ferocious beast guarding the source of the fire is driven away, the continuously gushing underground oil will push the flames away, thus clearing the fire from the river surface.

After forcefully reclaiming Montes Steel, Zhang Xuezhou reciprocated by suggesting that everyone help build a rough wooden bridge so that the spider swarm could take the white dragon and white horse back to the other side.

Hundreds of trees were sawed down and pieced together using simple mortise and tenon joints to form a horizontal beam that was hundreds of meters long.

Multiple horizontal logs were placed side by side to form a temporary wooden bridge.

Wang Haoran and Cai Guoli both looked distressed. Their genetic weapons were good at rotating and cutting, and although they didn't use the weapons much during the fight, they used them quite a bit to cut wood.

After being cut repeatedly, the two were not only panting and exhausted, but their genetic weapons were also worn out.

As for the people who cooperated in cutting down the trees, it was hard to find anything to complain about. They probably never imagined that killing the ferocious beast would turn into building a wooden bridge. The gap between their imagination and reality was indeed a bit too great.

But after crossing the bridge, they saw the enormous white dragon and white horse, which amazed many people. After all, the Crimson Alliance did not have extracts of such high-level ferocious beasts, and some people had never even seen a ferocious beast that could breathe fire and lightning.

Is this how the evil thoughts within us are formed?

The ferocious spider beasts crossing the river circled around the white dragon and the white horse, occasionally spitting out clumps of spider silk.

A small horse can't pull a big cart. The ferocious spiders are fast and have regenerative abilities, but they are not infinitely strong. The white dragon and the white horse, after returning to their original state, are truly enormous creatures.

Many Sequencers used to find these kinds of ferocious beasts very troublesome. They would fight to the death but couldn't bring them back, and if they didn't fight to the death, they would be killed by the beasts.

Seeing the white dragon and the white horse beast entangled in the spider silk, slowly stand up and move their bodies mechanically, gradually becoming more agile, Montespatton asked Zhang Xuezhou in a low voice.

"Perhaps!"

Zhang Xuezhou gave a vague response.

Whether it's urging the spider swarm to use the magic seal or assisting the spider swarm in obtaining the white dragon and white horse, both of these actions consume the power of the Spider God Liao Meng.

Of course, this could also incite hatred in Hu Yu.

'Thorn' can be returned, but 'Fixed King' cannot.

Zhang Xuezhou was slightly disappointed that Hu Yu had lost the "top scorer" title; otherwise, he might have witnessed a fierce battle between dragons and tigers.

If these two sides start fighting, he's more likely to benefit from the situation.

"What's the plan next?" Montespatton asked in a low voice.

"Arrangements? What arrangements?" Zhang Xuezhou shook his head repeatedly and said, "I've already spoken with the Spider God Guards. We'll just lead the white dragon and the white horse back to the Spider God's Cave like this!"

"and then?"

"If anyone comes to rescue us, we'll fight. If nothing unexpected happens, we'll go back to the cave and take Steel Hair!"

Zhang Xuezhou shrugged, indicating that he couldn't guess whether Hu Yu would rescue or retaliate for the two ferocious beasts.

If he encounters Tiger Yu on the way, he will impersonate one of the Spider God's 'half-dead' and beat him up. If he doesn't encounter Tiger Yu, he will return to the cave and retrieve Steel Hair.

As for the rest of the group setting up camp, recovering their strength, and locating the body of Liao Meng, those are other matters, and Zhang Xuezhou can only take it one step at a time.

He always acts on a whim, taking things one step at a time, only choosing the most advantageous direction when doing so. That's all there is to it. As for plans or arrangements, they simply don't exist. After all, life is unpredictable, and he has no fixed answers.

“If Bingo had met you sooner,” Montesbarton said. “She’s a wonderful person!”

"I was trapped in the No. 2 sinkhole at that time. I couldn't take care of everyone here, so I had to take care of everyone else here. I couldn't do anything here without pulling everyone out!"

Zhang Xuezhou shook his head, not wanting to dwell on the Montesbingo incident.

It's rare to reach the seventh sequence through one's own abilities, but once someone dies, they're gone, and there's nothing he can do about it. "I hate that I'm not capable enough," Montespatton sighed.

"Hating yourself is a bit absurd; try hating someone else!"

Zhang Xuezhou's response left Montesbatton speechless with frustration. He was speaking very seriously, but Zhang Xuezhou seemed quite unserious.

Sitting on the side of the tricycle, Montespatton watched Zhang Xuezhou pedal away on a two-wheeled vehicle, then glanced at Zhou Xin, who was watching over him.

"You seem to be being rejected!"

Zhou Xin shook his head.

Not everyone can accept a big spender like Montespatton; it's almost impossible to gain acceptance just by saying a few words.

Montesbatton is not Zhou Xin. Zhou Xin was able to quickly integrate into the Red Alliance group because of his family background, but Montesbatton would not be able to.

"Am I really that disliked?" Montespatton said indignantly.

"If Li Yingbo said a few words and offered to lead the committee to surrender to you, would you dare to accept?" Zhou Xin asked.

"If you dare to come, I dare to accept you!"

Montespatton gritted his teeth and replied, but what he said was hard for even himself to believe.

Neither of us are three-year-olds; a few words are certainly not enough to forge an alliance or make us willing to die for each other.

Montespatton was considering making initial contact, but Zhang Xuezhou had no such idea in mind. Only his old rival Zhou Xin had advised him before and was able to see the situation at this time.

"Are you really not up to it?" Zhou Xin asked doubtfully.

"I'm not so confident anymore!"

Ten years ago, Montespatton was joking and cursing, behaving wildly yet genuinely, which reflected his extremely relaxed state of mind.

When all the heroes of the world are like toys in his hands, everyone would be as mad as him.

But now he has completely lost his former arrogance and even sighs frequently.

"Can you fill the gap?" Zhou Xin asked.

"You can't make up for innate abilities, I can't do it!"

Montesbarton shook his head.

Strength can be accumulated through practice, but the ability to deal with people and handle risks is determined as one grows.

This is growth in thinking; once this growth takes a long time and becomes fixed, it becomes almost impossible to change.

A dog can't change its nature, and a person can't change their character.

Unless you erase your memories and are reborn, it is impossible to create a different version of yourself.

If he were to end up like that, Montesbatton would find it hard to determine whether he was reborn or dead.

He astutely judged that he was not capable of resisting the risks of moving up the ranks, and also wanted to get a share of the pie within the group.

But getting a piece of the pie isn't something you can just squeeze in with a few words; it requires real effort.

The earlier you invest, the less you have to pay; the later you invest, the more you have to pay. If you want to join now and be sincerely accepted, the investment will inevitably be huge.

As time goes on, the amount of effort required will increase until one day the things that can be given become unattractive, making it difficult to integrate.

Montespatton understood this principle, but as he said, he simply couldn't bring himself to bet everything on Zhang Xuezhou like a gambler.