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Chapter 1204: Was it setting a trap for them? (2 updates)
No sooner said than done, Erdan and the little princess puppet, who were clearly disliking each other just a moment ago.

But the next second, they can work together perfectly.

The new tentacle had barely sprouted when it was grabbed by Erdan's claws and pulled hard.

The tentacles, which were originally incredibly hard and hadn't even had a scratch broken when struck by the ginseng fruit whip, were easily torn open by Erdan's claws.

The imagined scene of flowing blood did not appear; instead, irregular, torn wounds were exposed, turning from their original snow-white color to pitch black.

Before Erdan could even rejoice at having caught the tentacle, a new bud of flesh immediately sprouted from the dark spot where his original wound had been.

And then, at an extremely fast speed, another new tentacle sprouted.

Everyone:...

My goodness, if this monster's tentacles of unknown origin have such characteristics, then it's practically unkillable.

The fact that they couldn't damage the tentacles at all before had already made them a little nervous.

Now, Yunran's mount can injure these tentacles, but in the end, it would have been better if it hadn't been injured at all.

Before it was injured, it only had one tentacle. But after being injured, it gained an extra tentacle. How are they supposed to fight now?
The new tentacles quickly grew to the height of a person.

The token in Dark Night's hand continued to glow, and he had initially thought it was truly useless.

But unexpectedly, the tentacles, which continued to grow wildly, touched the soft light emitted by the token.

It was as if it had encountered its nemesis; not only did it stop growing, but it also seemed to be withering away.

This scene finally brought a sigh of relief to the Moonflower City leaders who had previously felt like the sky had fallen.

If only there were something to suppress these tentacles, otherwise they would really be afraid that Moonflower City would eventually become a place where these tentacles could multiply unchecked.

The little princess puppet watched for a while and quickly seized the opportunity, her little hands, which held many needles and threads, moving swiftly.

The crowd could only see a partial afterimage and had no idea what had happened.

Only after the little princess puppet stopped moving did they see the tentacles that had previously appeared incredibly hard.

At this moment, it was pierced by those seemingly fragile threads, and by a dense, numerous kind of penetration.

"What... what's going on? When did silk threads become so powerful?!"

Some people's original values ​​were shattered once again by what they saw, and they couldn't help but say such things.

However, some people were so provoked by such images that they almost lost their minds.

Especially since Erdan had only scratched the tentacle before, and the tentacle quickly split and multiplied into new tentacles.

Right now, no one can count how many wounds these countless threads will inflict on the tentacles as they pierce through them.

What if... what if all those scars eventually turn into new tentacles...

I don’t dare to think about it, I don’t dare to think about it at all!
If such a scene were to actually occur, would Moonflower City, which they originally thought was quite vast, really be able to withstand the proliferation and occupation of so many tentacles?
Before nightfall, he could maintain his composure while riding his horse, but now, he could no longer sit still.

His eyes were fixed on Yunran, clearly blaming her for everything that had happened.

"You...do you even know what you're doing?!"

The suppressed anger in that voice was palpable even to someone with a dull mind. Let alone someone like the Ginseng Fruit, who was already highly proficient in all kinds of data.

The data reflecting human emotions such as joy, sorrow, anger, and happiness are completely different.

The lock has been opened. Cooperate with the people of Moonflower City to drive back this thing that emerged from underground. Also, provide sufficient compensation and repair the road.

As Ginseng Fruit was still pondering what to do next, a message from Yun Ran came through his mind.

The objective of delaying the inevitable has been achieved.

At this moment, facing this mess, others would probably feel incredibly overwhelmed.

However, for ginseng fruit, this is just a matter of spending a little more time or money to handle, and it's nothing at all.

It was precisely because of this characteristic of the ginseng fruit in handling matters that Yunran decided to entrust him with some tedious tasks that required a lot of energy.

Even many things in the future of Qingfeng Temple will soon fall on the shoulders of the ginseng fruit.

The ginseng fruit's eyes met the angry darkness, and this time, it was no longer as unruly as before.

His entire attitude underwent a complete 180-degree change.

"This is my fault, and I will take responsibility for handling it properly."

I will provide all the compensation due, and I will also be responsible for repairing the road surface here.

Now, not only was Dark Night dumbfounded, but even the high-ranking officials of Moonflower City who were standing not far away, tense and trying to maintain their composure, were somewhat bewildered.

They even wondered if they were hallucinating, otherwise, how could they hear such words!
Just a second ago, Yun Ran was acting like she wouldn't give anyone face.

Now that she's suddenly being so agreeable, they seriously suspect that Yun Ran might be setting a trap for them.

It's just that these people didn't ask this question; otherwise, they would have said something about the value of the ginseng fruit.

He wasn't so idle as to dig traps for these people; he just wanted to buy time, and now that he'd achieved his goal.

So, it's time to change the way we express ourselves.

Now, he is a good person who admits his mistakes, corrects them, feels guilty, and wants to make amends.

These days of being able to freely switch between different personas are quite interesting; no wonder the host used to enjoy acting so much when facing those people.

Someone immediately whispered behind her, "No, is she sick? The contrast between her before and after is so huge."

Besides, does she really think she's so powerful that she can do whatever she wants? Do you think she can handle those tentacles?

The person speaking didn't mean they didn't want to speak louder; they would have preferred to mock Yunran directly.

But the current occasion is clearly inappropriate, and I don't want to appear to be someone special.

What's even more frightening is that Yun Ran might be uncivilized and say something like, "If you're so good, then you do it!"
In that case, you might not get any recognition and instead end up getting yourself into trouble, which would be a huge loss.

Dark Night's gaze remained calm: "Why should I believe you!"

The ginseng fruit remained silent. It wasn't trying to gain people's trust; it was simply completing the task assigned to it by its host.

He quickly pulled out a palm-sized laser gun from his armory, which was far more powerful than a lightning strike!