Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âBaoâer, help Dad get another one.â Han Sen thought if there was a sacred-blood beast soul up for grabs from the mushrooms, he couldnât leave satisfied with an ordinary one.
Baoâer went to pick one up, but Han Sen suddenly blurted out, âThat one? Thatâs only like the size of a fist. Surely it canât have anything good inside it. Instead, grab that big one there.â
Baoâer grabbed it and passed the football-sized mushroom over to Han Sen. It was much heavier than the one he last received.
âItâs obvious this is the sort to hold something good. The bigger it is, the more lifeforce it has absorbed. It must be a few tiers above the rest,â Han Sen said and then squeezed it.
Pop!
The football-sized mushroom was broken. A white light quickly penetrated Han Senâs Sea of Soul.
âOrdinary Beast Soul Grenade Mushroom obtained.â
âSh*t! Why is it just an ordinary beast soul again? Are the smaller ones better?â Han Sen wondered.
âDad! I got another sacred-blood beast soul,â Baoâer happily exclaimed, having squeezed another mushroom.
âI must have done it in an incorrect position. Surely, I cannot be that unlucky.â Han Sen bit down on his own teeth and spoke to Baoâer, then. He told her, âBaoâer, help me collect another one. This time, I would like the smallest one you can find. It seems the big ones arenât compatible with my horoscope.â
âWhat is a horoscope?â Baoâer looked at Han Sen with much confusion.
âYou donât need to know. Go get me a small one,â Han Sen said hurriedly.
Baoâer complied and picked up a small mushroom. Then, she tossed it to Han Sen.
Han Sen caught the mushroom. Before he squeezed it, he knelt to pray. He closed his eyes and said, âBuddha, God, Mary, please let me have a sacred-blood beast soul. I will pray to you every day if you give me one.â
After Han Sen said his prayer, he was going to break the mushroom. But before he did, he suddenly turned around and chose what he deemed to be a lucky spot to pop it in.
âOrdinary Beast Soul Grenade Mushroom obtained.â
âF*ck! The RNG of these âshrooms must be broken. Itâs not that my luck is bad, this cave is just wonky, with skewed probabilities. I just need to break a few more and Iâm sure to get what I need.â Han Sen put aside his superstitions and faith, and this time took stock in science.
âDad, I got a sacred-blood beast soul. What did you get?â Baoâer gleefully said.
âSomething similar. Collect me a few more, would you?â Han Sen coughed.
Baoâer did as she was told and picked up a few more for him. He accepted the mushrooms and took a deep breath. âThose gods are useless. Science is where itâs at.â
âOrdinary Beast Soul Grenade Mushroom obtained.â
âDad, I got another sacred-blood beast soul!â
âOrdinary Beast Soul Grenade Mushroom obtained.â
âBoring. Is sacred-blood the only thing I can get?â
âOrdinary Beast Soul Grenade Mushroom obtained.â
âDad! I got a super beast soul.â
âBlergh!â
Han Sen almost coughed up blood, and his hands trembled hearing this. Although he had many more mushrooms, he was afraid of wasting them all.
But Han Sen thought to himself, âBaoâer sure is different. She always manages to get high-class beast souls. Maybe my luck is average and these are the common results.â
âWhat are you guys doing? What are those mushrooms for?â Ling Meiâer had been watching for a while, but she didnât understand.
Han Senâs eyes darted her way. He provided her one of his mushrooms and said, âBreak this for me.â
In the first three sanctuaries, if spirits did not obey a human, they could not use beast souls. He wasnât sure if thatâs how things worked here or not.
If spirits could not obtain a beast soul, he wondered what sheâd get when she broke it.
Han Sen was excited to see the result. Surely she wouldnât receive absolutely nothing, even if she couldnât make use of beast souls.
When Ling Meiâer watched Han Sen and Baoâer compete in breaking the mushrooms, she wanted to join in on the fun. Now that she had been given one, she broke it quickly.
Pop!
A white light exited the mushroom and flew into Ling Meiâerâs forehead.
Ling Meiâer looked surprised and said, âI got a primitive beast soul!â
Han Sen felt frightened. Although it was only a primitive beast soul, it was better than what he had managed to get.
Han Sen gave the two he had left to Ling Meiâer, and she managed to obtain another primitive beast soul and a mutant beast soul.
âWhat a piece of crap! Back in the day, I used to get loads of high-class beast souls, the number of which could circle the Alliance three times. Who cares about these stupid beast souls that you donât even have to fight to obtain. I donât need them.â Han Senâs eyes twitched as he wrought a painful smirk.
Baoâer walked into the mushrooms and picked up more, merry as ever.
âDad, they are for you,â Baoâer said, trying to hand over a few more mushrooms to him.
âI donât want them. Squeeze them yourself, if you want.â Han Sen thought it was a waste for him to break them.
There were around a hundred beast souls in that cave, and at least if Baoâer broke them all, theyâd each earn a bunch of sacred-blood beast souls.
Still, Han Sen was interested in learning what the Grenade Mushroom beast souls were capable of. They were all the same, just of different levels.
Han Sen had never seen a plant beast soul before, so he summoned one of his ordinary Grenade Mushrooms. A white mushroom appeared in Han Senâs hand, and he was quite surprised to see that it looked no different than the mushrooms he had broken to obtain it.
âCan I use this like a grenade?â Han Sen threw the grenade out.
Pang!
The Grenade Mushroom hit the floor, and a couple of seconds later, detonated. The explosion was in the shape of a mushroom cloud, and it devastated the rocks around where it blew up.
âSh*t! I really can use it like a grenade. If the ordinary class grenades are this strong, I wonder how powerful the sacred-blood and super ones are.â Han Sen was rather excited.
âItâs a shame it is a one-time-use-only beast soul, though,â Han Sen thought, eyeing the rest greedily.
Suddenly, a scream echoed through the cave. Something was approaching them.