Starting as dockworkers, they swept through Chongqing.

Chapter 144 The Wounded Wild Boar Mutant, Susie's Wisdom

He twisted his stiff neck, looked at the still-shaken Huma, and said calmly, "Your magic is indeed remarkable, I admit that."

Xilun nodded slightly, offering an objective assessment.

If someone were caught off guard and entangled by these two ropes, even a seasoned first-tier extraordinary individual could easily be caught off guard and suffer a disastrous outcome.

After hearing Xilun's words, the woman breathed a long sigh of relief, and managed a weak smile on her withered face.

The next moment, Xilen glanced at her and added casually, "However, I won the bet just now. I ran into you, with bullets."

Huma's expression changed. She looked at the gun in Xiren's hand, a hint of greed and fear flashing in her eyes.

"Your gun—is an extraordinary relic."

The woman gritted her teeth. "I misjudged it. It looks exactly like a normal pepper pistol, yet it possesses such great power."

She hesitated for a moment. Although she was extremely reluctant, she couldn't break her promise in front of so many people.

Moreover, the young man's eyes told her that if she dared to renege on her debt, the next bullet would definitely pierce her head.

Xiuma tossed the dark red sachet to Youlun.

Xilun reached out and caught it steadily, then put it into his inner pocket.

Daisy, standing to the side, was stunned. She had originally thought that Xiren would be easily subdued by Huma's magic, but she hadn't expected Xiren to break the deadlock in such a simple and brutal way.

"It seems I should first learn self-defense techniques, or buy a good gun," Daisy thought to herself.

Susie had just finished a whole loaf of dry bread. She patted the crumbs off her hands and took out a bag of fries from her cloth bag.

A faint golden flame flickered at her fingertips, gently warming the fries before she began to nibble on them, as if the thrilling duel that had just taken place had never happened.

Xilun took the sachet, walked to the side, sat down, and began to study it.

He looked at the big-eared fox lying at Huma's feet, and tentatively reached out to touch its head to see if the so-called "affinity incense" would actually work.

The big-eared fox stared warily at Xilun's hand, then turned its head away in disgust, even shrinking under Huma's robe, refusing to let him touch it at all.

Xilun pondered for a moment.

"It seems the affinity effect isn't very good," he thought to himself.

He pondered carefully and concluded that the sachet's affinity effect was based on the principle of making himself emit a fresh and natural scent similar to that of the sachet, thus subconsciously causing the other species to perceive him as a fellow plant or a harmless plant.

However, if you encounter extremely hungry or fierce alien species with a strong sense of territory, this scent probably won't be of much help.

Faced with the absolute law of survival, smell cannot mask the allure of flesh and blood.

On the other side, Daisy couldn't wait to start asking Huma for advice.

After witnessing firsthand the practical power of the Spiritual Rope, she suddenly lost interest in the "pathfinding technique" she had been practicing so diligently.

The Pathfinding spell can only be used to find herbs, but the Spirit Rope can save your life.

The woman looked at Daisy with a smile, her tone laced with provocation: "Desura is very confident in her spells. You don't want to learn her spells, but you want to learn mine?"

Daisy didn't notice the hidden meaning in Huma's words. She took Huma's withered hand and said coquettishly, "My mentor is always so cold. Apart from a pathfinding spell, he hasn't taught me any other practical spells."

Sister Shuma, please teach me how to use this spiritual rope!

The woman's smile grew even brighter: "Of course. As long as you're willing to learn, I'll teach you."

The two women huddled together and began to whisper among themselves, discussing the circulation of their spiritual energy.

After a while, the water on the campfire finally boiled.

Xilun took out a clean piece of gauze, filtered the water in the iron pot to remove the impurities, and then carefully poured it into his cowhide water bag, intending to save it for tomorrow.

Huma seemed to have finished teaching Daisy the basic mantra. She stood up, left Daisy, and went straight to Susie.

She looked at Susie, who was engrossed in eating fries, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

"What an amazing child with incredible focus."

Huma's voice became unusually gentle, "Your talent is excellent. If you are willing to follow me in your training, I will do everything in my power to teach you all the techniques I have ever created."

Susie stopped chewing, blinked her clear eyes, and looked at the gaunt woman in front of her.

"It's good to have a mentor," Susie said calmly in her refusal.

Huma's expression froze instantly, and a hint of extreme displeasure flashed in his eyes.

In that instant, the tattoos on her face seemed to become even more ferocious.

But she quickly covered it up, took a deep breath, and resumed her amiable demeanor.

"Alright. We've had enough of this small talk, I should get back to business."

Huma took a red fruit the size of a baby's fist from his sleeve and handed it to Susie. "I picked this fruit deep in the forest. It doesn't have any special mystical effects, but it tastes delicious. Here, have a taste."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over everyone: "After you finish eating, you should head back early. This forest isn't safe at night."

Daisy asked curiously, "Sister Huma, what are you going to do? It's so late."

Huma pondered for a moment, his brows furrowing slightly, as if hesitating whether to speak.

"This matter isn't very safe, so you'd better not ask. Knowing too much won't do you any good."

Siren silently observed Huma's expression from the side.

He keenly noticed that the woman's eyes were darting around, and her body language conveyed a deliberate guidance.

"She's acting," Xilun concluded to himself.

Daisy, completely oblivious, said kindly, "Tell us. We have Green, a seasoned bodyguard, and Celen here; maybe we can help you."

Huma sighed and reluctantly said, "It's like this. When I was scouting in the forest this morning, I found some traces of a different species."

After tracking it, I confirmed that it was a wild boar variant.

Upon hearing this, Green couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Wild boar?! That's one of the three most dangerous species in the wild!"

His expression turned extremely serious as he explained to Daisy, "Considering that although bears and tigers are fierce, as long as you don't invade their territory, their desire to attack humans isn't actually that strong."

But wild boars are different. They are extremely irritable and have poor eyesight. They will attack any living creature they see.

According to mercenary records, wild boars are actually the mutant species that have injured the most ordinary people and extraordinary individuals!

Hugh nodded slightly, agreeing with Green's statement.

"You're right." Huma changed the subject, "However, based on my reconnaissance and analysis of the bloodstains at the scene, I discovered that the wild boar mutant was severely injured. Its mobility has been greatly reduced."

A glint of fanatical greed flashed in her eyes: "I plan to strike while it's weak and kill it."

Hunt down this wild boar mutant and collect its extraordinary relics.

Upon hearing this, Xilun was suddenly taken aback.

Extraordinary relics?

He immediately recalled what Lord Wall had said to him at White Raven Wharf.

According to Lord Wall, the most valuable thing about the Xenomorphs is the extraordinary relics or extraordinary characteristics they shed.

The extraordinary characteristics of alien species are filled with animalistic impurities, which humans cannot directly absorb and utilize. Therefore, their value is not as high as that of extraordinary relics that can be directly forged into weapons and armor.

As for the other parts of the alien's body, such as skin, fur, and flesh, they will quickly lose their spiritual nourishment after the alien dies, and may even rot rapidly, making them of very low value.

Because the power of the alien species will instinctively concentrate on that one core spirituality before it dies.

A severely injured wild boar mutant—this is practically a walking treasure trove.

Although Green was tempted, he remained rational and advised, "Miss Huma, you should be careful."

Even a wounded wild boar mutant's final counterattack is extremely terrifying, and even a typical first-tier extraordinary being would find it difficult to deal with.

You may be very confident in your spirituality, but you shouldn't underestimate the explosive power of a savage beast.

The woman seemed moved by Green's words, and she lowered her head and pondered for a moment.

"indeed."

Huma sighed, "My techniques are more focused on control and support, lacking a way to kill with a single blow."

Moreover, I would be in serious trouble if I were to get close to a wild boar hybrid.

If—if I had someone skilled in melee combat to protect me and keep it occupied, perhaps I could take down that wild boar with almost certainty.

Xilun listened to her seemingly self-talking murmurs and secretly sneered in his heart.

"A coincidence? How come it feels like she's been guiding us step by step from the very beginning?" Xilun's fingers gently stroked the gun handle.

Daisy took the bait as expected, and she said excitedly, "Miss Huma, are you sure that alien species is really injured?"

If everything is true, I think Silen and Green can definitely help you.

Of course, according to the rules, payment is required.

Green stroked his chin, a glint of greed in his eyes: "If it's confirmed that he's seriously injured, it shouldn't be a big problem."

My knife is very sharp. You can pay me the normal commission rate of 5 pounds.

The woman nodded slightly, seemingly satisfied with the suggestion.

"When are you leaving?" Huma asked.

Daisy looked at the rope in her hand: "I need to practice the incantation of the spiritual rope for a while longer, about half an hour."

The woman said, "Okay. Then I'll go ahead and check the location and condition of that wild boar."

If possible, I'll come find you in half an hour.

After saying that, Huma turned and walked into the thick fog.

After she left, the big-eared fox that had been lying on the ground shook its huge ears and silently followed her.

The camp returned to calm.

Daisy began practicing the spiritual rope with great enthusiasm, constantly chanting complex syllables.

Susie looked at the red fruit that Huma had given her in her hand; the fruit emitted an enticing sweet fragrance.

She thought about it for a moment and didn't eat it right away.

Instead, he took out a talisman with light blue patterns from his cloth bag.

She closed her eyes and whispered the mantra for a moment.

As the incantation was completed, the talisman transformed into a soft, holy light that shone directly onto the red fruit.

As the holy light swept over it, the fruit became completely translucent, without any black spots or eerie shadows appearing.

Susie nodded slightly, and after confirming it was safe, she opened her mouth and took a bite.

Daisy happened to witness this and stopped what she was doing in surprise: "Susie, did you just use a dispelling spell?"

Susie looked up, her cheeks puffed out from chewing fruit, and mumbled, "Yes."

Daisy was taken aback: "You don't trust things given by Sister Huma?"

Susie swallowed the fruit and said earnestly, "My mentor said that in the wild, you must carefully check anything given to you by strangers before eating it."

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After saying that, Susie ignored Daisy and continued to eat the fruit, finishing the red fruit in just a few bites.

Xilun sat to the side, taking in the whole scene.

He silently withdrew his gaze, and his opinion of Susie rose a few points.

"This girl doesn't seem as naive as she appears."

Xilun thought to himself, "Under the guise of a rough exterior, he maintains absolute vigilance, and even gives me the impression of being wise beyond his years."

He stopped paying attention to the two women and took out the Resentful Revolver from his waist, beginning to practice drawing the gun repeatedly.

He closed his eyes, simulating various unexpected situations in his mind.

He discovered that accuracy was not so important when using this gun.

Because the bullets carry explosive and fire elemental damage, they can cause massive damage as long as they hit the enemy's torso.

On the contrary, the speed at which you draw your gun is the key to life or death.

In battles between extraordinary individuals, even drawing a gun 0.1 seconds earlier can make a world of difference.

"Click".

"Click".

Siren repeated the actions of drawing, aiming, and putting away his gun over and over again, and his muscles gradually formed the perfect memory.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Faint footsteps echoed from the depths of the thick fog.

Before long, Huma's withered figure reappeared in everyone's sight.

"We meet again, young people." Huma's face showed an uncontrollable excitement.

She walked quickly to the campfire and said in a low voice, "I just checked, and there really is only that injured wild boar outside a bush not far ahead."

It appears to be licking its wounds; it has no other companions.

Huma looked at Green and Xilen, his tone sincere: "Then, I would like to hire you according to the normal rules for hiring mercenaries."

"You'll protect me from the front and help me kill that wild boar. You'll be well rewarded afterward. Is that alright?"

Green rubbed his machete against his boots and shrugged nonchalantly: "Of course. As long as the money's right, killing anyone is the same."

Xilun sat on the wooden stake, observing coldly for a long time.

His brain was racing. What was this woman plotting?

How credible is what she said?

"If she's lying, deliberately leading us into some kind of trap—"

Xilun tapped his thigh lightly with his fingers. "With my current strength, plus the resentment revolver, if things go wrong, I can immediately take her down."

I'm not afraid of her playing any tricks.

After a moment's thought, Xilun stood up and calmly said, "Okay."

The woman nodded slightly, her eyes narrowing, clearly pleased.

"Then, come with me. Be gentle, don't disturb it."

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