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Bryce's fluorescent aura fluctuated slightly, seemingly a way for the fungus to express emotions. An invisible psychic energy emanated from her, and her flat voice rang out again.

"Are you talking about the Qinghui mushroom? Yes! I am an extension of its life. The mucus secreted on my body can be used directly as a healing agent."

Upon hearing this, Thor's eyes lit up. In his eyes, the blue mushroom-man no longer seemed like a walking mushroom, but a gold mine that could continuously produce gold coins.

Healing potions are an absolute bestseller for the vast majority of races, no matter where they are in the world.

If the slime secreted by this mushroom-man can truly inherit the healing effects of the blue mushroom, then a bottle the size of a knuckle could probably sell for around 50 gold coins.

If you add a little honey and dragon crystal dust, the price can increase tenfold; if you dilute it with water, you can also make inferior products and sell them to poor people who are short of money.

Thor's keen intuition for wealth instantly sparked a series of ideas in his mind about how to make money using this mushroom-man.

He just happened to be holding a bloody selection process, so here are some ready-made clients.

By paying other creatures to fight in the arena to provide themselves with spiritual essence, and then selling them healing potions to earn back the money spent, a simple cycle can be formed.

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After a brief moment of contemplation, in order to earn more wealth, Saul asked again.

"How many fungus-people like you are there in total? What conditions are required for one to be born?"

Bryce did not hesitate and continued to respond in her flat voice.

"I am an individual that was directly conceived and split off from the clan leader, which was based on the Azure Radiance Mushroom and consumed a lot of energy. Therefore, I was already fully developed at birth, and there is only one of me at present."

Starting from a basic spore, it needs to gradually accumulate enough nutrients and life energy to grow from mycelium into a mushroom, eventually maturing and transforming—a process that takes about ten months.

This speed is already considered extremely fast for ordinary organisms. After all, mushrooms can grow in nature in a day or two, and then they will become old in another two days.

But Thor still felt it was too slow. Time was money. The sooner he could produce a large quantity of healing potions, the sooner he could bring himself a fortune as vast as rivers and seas.

Chapter 205 Miasma

To be honest, Thor hadn't set foot in the Underdark for quite some time. After all, that place was far too cramped for giant creatures, and staying there for too long would inexplicably make him restless.

Looking at the blue mushroom man in front of him, he suddenly became interested and decided to flap his wings and take off to see how the mushroom garden underground was doing.

As his strength increased, Thor's size grew larger and his flight speed increased.

A crimson figure, like a shooting star, streaked across the sky, covering dozens of kilometers in no time. The enormous red dragon descended from the sky, plunging into the narrow crevice and rushing downwards.

Heavy footsteps pounded the earth, and a rumbling sound like muffled thunder echoed throughout the passage. Blazing flames erupted from Thor's body, scorching the surrounding rock walls red.

Such a huge commotion completely violated the survival rules of the creatures in the dark lands, making them instantly realize who had arrived.

So when Thor appeared at the entrance to the huge cave where the mushroom people's home was located, he saw the mushroom king, whose purple canopy was adorned with silver halos and whose body radiated spore light, already waiting respectfully with a group of mushroom people.

As a fertilizer, the deep dragon is indeed very nutritious. The mushroom in front of us, which was already huge, has grown even taller, and is now almost three meters tall.

As Thor approached, the colorful mushroom-men of varying sizes immediately began to sway, their iridescent colors shimmering as they offered a sincere greeting.

"Good night, Great Dragon Lord! Welcome! May I ask how I may assist you?"

As Thor looked at the mushroom-like creatures flashing like neon lights, he inexplicably had the illusion of standing atop a tall building in a past life, overlooking a bustling metropolis at night.

He wondered if he could make a profit if he moved some of them to taverns and gray areas in the surface world to use as ambient lighting.

But that's something to consider later. The great red dragon doesn't need to seek superiority from a bunch of mushrooms. He immediately waved his claws and let out a low growl.

"Enough! Stop flashing! You stay here, everyone else disperse and go back to your own corner!"

Upon hearing this, the many fungus people immediately agreed, their fluorescent glow quickly extinguished, and they all burrowed into the thick fungal carpet, leaving only the largest fungus king behind.

The cave returned to its quiet state, with only a few scattered points of light remaining, which made Thor feel much more at ease.

He looked at the mushroom king before him and asked again.

"How are the mushrooms and fungi I gave you doing in their cultivation?"

An invisible wave emanated from the silver halo of the umbrella above the Fungus King's head, vibrating the air, and responded in a flat, monotone voice.

"Everything went smoothly; they all survived successfully and are now reproducing and growing."

Especially those last yellowish-green fungi; they were incredibly active and aggressive.

Yellowish-green fungus? Is it miasma from the Valley of Miasma?

Thor's eyes flickered as he recalled that he had indeed drawn this item and casually tossed it to the mushroom people along with the other mushrooms.

This is an extremely dangerous thing. Ordinary fungi usually feed on humus, but this thing is carnivorous.

He looked up into the cave and saw a thin layer of yellowish-green mist spreading in the air. The deeper he went, the thicker the mist became.

If it weren't for the constraints imposed by the mushroom people, this thing might have spread long ago.

It's important to understand that even powerful monsters like fire dragons, whose elemental advantage is countered by fire, can be infected by it. For ordinary creatures in the Underdark, it would likely be a catastrophe.

This piqued Thor's curiosity. In a world with not enough corpses and a completely different environment, how could these miasmas thrive?

So he immediately stepped into the cavity, and the fungal carpet beneath his feet immediately contracted as if electrocuted, avoiding the high temperature on Thor's claws, and opened up a wide passage for him.

He walked towards the area with the densest miasma, and with each breath, he inhaled these tiny spores into his body.

Logically speaking, with Thor's body temperature of over a thousand degrees, let alone fungal life, even a piece of steel would be quickly melted if it entered his body.

However, these tiny spores, which should have turned directly into a wisp of smoke, have shown an extremely tenacious vitality.

A strange magical power mixed with negative energy emanated from these spores, corroding and absorbing Thor's energy at an imperceptible rate.

This is an ability that the original miasma does not possess; even the miasma exhaled by Vaal Hazak itself cannot do it.

It is said that all ancient dragons represent a natural phenomenon and wield the authority to govern certain rules.

The miasma in the Rotten Vale is, in a sense, an extension of the power of the Vaal Hazak. Could the reason these spores exhibit special abilities different from the original be due to adaptive changes resulting from their combination with the magic of this world?

Thor sensed a decaying aura emanating from it, an extension of the undead, a cycle of matter.

In the next instant, violent dragon-attribute energy erupted from his body, and black and red lightning flashed across his skin, instantly annihilating all the tiny spores into dust.

By this time, he had arrived at the source of all the miasma.

As the thick fungal carpet spread outwards, the gaunt shadow of a dragon, tightly bound by iron chains, was revealed.

This was indeed the Deep Dragon. Its once resilient and smooth skin was now covered with fungal spores of all sizes, pulsating as if breathing, and with each contraction, it would spray out a large amount of spore dust.

Even so, thanks to the dragon's tenacious vitality, this powerful creature did not die. The flames burning on Thor's body brought long-lost light and warmth, causing him to weakly open his eyes.

Through the gaps in the mycelium, those white pupils saw the enormous red dragon and immediately their eyes filled with deep hatred.

"Kill...kill...!"

The long imprisonment and the draining of its nutrients have rendered the deep dragon unable to utter a complete sentence, yet it still struggles, trying to attack Thor.

This action only earned him a mocking smile from Thor.

He stretched out his large claws and grabbed the Deep Dragon's head. The void rippled like water, and large chunks of dragon crystals appeared, which he forcibly stuffed into the Deep Dragon's mouth.

"I think I said we should take it slow and steady, and not let this guy die! How did he end up like this?"

After forcibly nourishing the deep dragon, Thor immediately turned his head, his molten gold pupils fixed on the mushroom king following behind him, and questioned him.

The rolling sound waves swept across the mushroom king's purple canopy, causing it to twist and deform slightly. The fluorescence on its body flickered erratically, as if it were expressing tension.

"Those new saprophytic fungal mists are too active and too aggressive. They can't be completely controlled yet, so people have been inhaling them too much."

After a while, they will be completely integrated into the fungal network, and this situation will never happen again!

Chapter 206 Development

The matter of Deep Dragon came to an end. Since it was still alive, and the mushroom people would be of great use in the future, Thor didn't care much about it anymore.

Look at the miasma spores crawling all over its body; if it were covered with some corpses, it would really look a bit like the ghoul.

Speaking of which, the Ancient Dragon Vaal Hazak's abilities all come from the fungi on its body, and it cannot even survive in places without miasma.

Is this an ancient dragon called Vaal Hazak manipulating spores on its body to release miasma, or is it a creature called Vaal Hazak born by chance from a corpse infected by some special fungus?

What truly lives inside it—the physical body or the fungi?

Thor even thought that if the miasma spores on this deep dragon were allowed to continue to grow and develop, a monster similar to the Vaal Hazak might actually appear.

He not only did not try to stop it, but was happy to see it happen, and was not worried at all that it would get out of his control.

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After leaving the location of the Deep Dragon, Thor examined two other special fungi cultivated from the mushrooms he had extracted.

One of the patches consists of blue mushrooms growing on the most fertile and nutrient-rich fungal carpet. Currently, each one is only about the size of a fist, and judging from this, it will probably take a long time to mature.

This was his cash cow, so Thor exchanged for some more dragon crystals, crushed them into powder, and sprinkled them evenly over the crystals.

If you walk a little deeper into the cave and come to the crack where the lava surged earlier, you can see the fungal carpet gradually changing from colorful to a warm orange-red.

A faint shimmer flowed through the delicate mycelium, radiating outwards bursts of heat.

One end of them plunges deep into the ground, extending downwards until they almost touch the boiling magma deep within, greedily absorbing the endless heat, fire and earth elements, and various minerals.

The nutrients they absorbed nourished some dark red mushrooms, slightly smaller than the blue ones, with round caps that gleamed with a metallic sheen and looked quite substantial.

This is an undeveloped nitrifying mushroom. Its round body is not filled with delicious mushroom meat, but with sulfur and various flammable substances. Once stimulated, it will immediately turn into a dangerous bomb.

Once these things grow up, or even transform into fungus-people, it would be quite interesting if those creatures from the dark underworld who are accustomed to feeding on fungus-people took a bite.

Thor thought they could be placed in his treasure vault as mobile explosive traps.

Besides these two special mushrooms, the vast carpet of fungi was covered with many other colorful fungi, all of which looked highly poisonous.

The once harmless fungus man has now become a synonym for danger. In time, it is likely that no creature will dare to hunt them or invade their habitat.

This made many of the mushroom people feel from the bottom of their hearts that deciding to follow Thor was a wise choice.

Although this red dragon was irritable and arrogant, regarding all creatures as inferior beings, he did keep his promise and provided shelter, allowing them to live a more peaceful life.

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When he left the Underdark, Thor tore off a large piece from the orange-red fungal carpet and brought it back to the volcano where he lived.

These thermophilic bacteria can effectively withstand the high temperatures of volcanoes and use them as a continuous source of energy to reproduce and grow rapidly.

Once their underground mycelium covers his entire territory, a biological network system will be formed.

With this system, Thor can monitor and control everything that happens in his territory, even if he stays motionless inside the volcano.

More importantly, mycelial networks that can transmit psychic energy and information can also transmit emotional and spiritual energy.

The absorption range of the giant turntable in Thor's mind has a limit. It was very small at first, but it gradually increased as his strength improved, which seemed to be related to the strength of his soul and spirit.

This leads to intense emotions without a clear direction simply dissipating into the world. Only emotions with a clear direction, like a believer praying to a deity, can transcend greater distances.

If these mycelia can act as his receivers, they might help him overcome geographical limitations and achieve greater success.

Therefore, Thor placed high hopes on these mycelia, not only personally selecting suitable locations but also piling up large amounts of humus and energy crystals around them to allow them to grow better.

After a night of this, the brutal battle resumed the next day at midday in the enormous arena.

Thor remained seated atop his obsidian throne, overflowing with treasure, looking down upon everything below, like a human watching crickets fight in a bowl.

Perhaps because of the heavy casualties yesterday, the participants today seemed more cautious. Many participants, seeing that the situation was not good and that they were at a disadvantage, decisively chose to surrender.

Thor didn't care much about this; the few missing soul fragments didn't affect him much.

But this is ultimately a bit boring, and battles with such a large disparity in strength are not entertaining at all and cannot fully engage the audience's emotions.

So he began to change the rules, adopting a simple points system where winning a game adds two points and losing a game deducts one point.

Creatures with higher scores cannot challenge those with lower scores; creatures with lower scores can only challenge creatures with scores no higher than their own by 10 points.

He also had the grey dwarves carve a magnificent ranking chart on the pillars of the obsidian throne, based on the contestants' scores.

The table is updated weekly, and those ranked highly will receive extra rewards. The first creature to accumulate 100 points will also receive a mysterious grand prize personally provided by Thor.

The rules are not complicated; even Thor's white dragon hatchlings can understand them.

But often, the simpler something is, the more effective it is. Under the dual temptations of fame and fortune, those who had already calmed down couldn't help but let their tempers flare up again.