Zhang Mu still felt confusion and hesitation, but the Obsidian Beetle became impatient. It flapped its wings at a high speed, about to launch a new round of attack.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Zhang Mu was speechless. The beetle actually dared to face him alone!
However, he wasnât going to attack the beetle first. He had run for a long time and felt very tired. Under such circumstances, his explosive speed wouldnât be faster than the beetle.
His best tactic was to counter attack when the beetle approaches.
Finally, the beetle raised its body and flew towards Zhang Mu at an incredible speed.
Zhang Mu squinted. Did the beetle finally give up on playing âCat and Mouseâ?
However, the beetle didnât have any companions now. Zhang Mu didnât think that he was the mouse. He was the cat and the beetle was the mouse!
Zhang Mu quickly stepped back, enticing the beetle to follow him.
As he had expected, the beetle let down its guard after seeing him trying to escape. Its flying speed slightly declined.
Now! Zhang Mu leant to one side and jumped up, leaping over the Obsidian Beetleâs and landing on its head, riding on its body.
The Obsidian Beetle was truly resilient. Even though Zhang Mu put his whole weight on its back, it hadnât fallen to the ground and zigzagged at a low altitude, trying to shake Zhang Mu off. However, Zhang Mu tightly gasped its shell, making the beetleâs efforts completely useless.
Zhang Mu held onto the beetleâs shell with one hand, clenched his other hand into a fist and punched at the Obsidian Beetleâs head.
The Obsidian Beetle screeched painfully. Its head was its weak point, but normally, ordinary people wouldnât be able to approach it since it was so nimble. Zhang Muâs punch really hurt it.
In his past life, Zhang Mu wouldnât dare to do this, since Obsidian Beetles lived in groups. However, for some reason, this one moved alone.
Zhang Mu sneered, looking at the Obsidian Beetleâs useless struggle. He increased his strength.
Werenât you very aggressive? Do you realize who the prey is now?
One punch after another, they were as quick as the wildest wind and as violent as the strongest storm. The Obsidian Beetle tried to swing him off, but Zhang Mu stayed on its back persistently and didnât give it any chance to escape from his fists. Finally, the Obsidian Beetle was bruised and exhausted, falling straightly from the sky to the ground with dusts rising in clouds.
âWhat a tough beetle. Damn dusts, I choked.â
Zhang Mu coughed and jumped down from the Obsidian Beetleâs back.
As Zhang Mu lifted his Tang sword and was going to chop off the Obsidian Beetleâs head, its body suddenly jumped up, trying to run away.
Zhang Mu was flabbergasted. The beetle was playing dead?
How could a first-ranked Zerg have the brain to play dead?!
Zhang Mu subconsciously rubbed his eyes and followed the Obsidian Beetle. The Obsidian Beetleâs speed wasnât fast. Soon afterwards, Zhang Mu had caught up with it. He aimed at the Obsidian Beetle, throwing his Tang sword. The sword pierced through one of the Obsidian Beetleâs wings and pinned it to the ground.
This time, Zhang Mu observed the Obsidian Beetleâs head with interest.
Interesting. The Obsidian Beetle was different from the ones he saw in his past life. It had dark gold lines on its head. He didnât notice these lines because there were too few and so thin you could barely see them.
Zhang Mu patted the beetleâs head. This made the beetle tremble like a leaf in the wind.
No matter how special it was, it was still a Zerg. Undue delay may bring trouble, I should just kill it. Zhang Mu thought, then lifted his sword.
The beetle realized something. It suddenly struggled and knocked its head on the ground, scraping the ground with its two paws.
âAre you going to surrender?â Zhang Mu asked.
The Obsidian Beetle immediately kowtowed at a higher speed after hearing him.
Zhang Mu didnât know if he should feel amused or annoyed.
This insect could understand his words and knew to surrender to him?
Unbelievable! He knew that some evolvers could control mutated animals in his past life, but he wasnât one of the. Moreover, the Obsidian Beetle was surrendering to him on its own initiative.
How could it be possible?!
âHow can you prove that you really want to surrender to me?â
Zhang Mu asked the Obsidian Beetle.
The Obsidian Beetle raised its head after hearing Zhang Muâs words. It spat out a mouthful of golden blood, splattering Zhang Muâs arm. Zhang Mu was scared, but the golden blood didnât corrode his skin like he worried. Instead, it transformed into a golden, lightning-like scar on his arm.
Instantly, the Obsidian Beetle wearily lowered its head. A circles of light suddenly appeared around its body and slowly spread in the air.
Dong!
Zhang Mu felt his mind link with the Obsidian Beetleâs mind and naturally understood that he could control the Obsidian Beetleâs and even controlled its life and death.
That wasnât the end. What happened next made Zhang Mu freeze in surprise.
The Obsidian Beetle shrunk, turning into a small beetle that wasnât any bigger than Zhang Muâs palm, flew to Zhang Mu and rested on his shoulder.
âMaster.â
Zhang Mu was frozen from what he just saw and heard. He answered the beetle subconsciously, âAre you the Obsidian Beetle?â
âYes, my master.â
âAre you a Zerg?â
âI donât know.â
âWhere are you from?â
âI donât know.â
Ok, it knew nothing.
Zhang Mu shrugged his shoulders. He looked at the beetle on his shoulder and asked, âHow do you know how to surrender? And what is this golden scar?â
The Obsidian Beetle hesitated for a while, then answered, âBecause I saw some humans doing this before I ate them. I thought that it meant âsurrenderâ so I did that. As for the scar, I donât know what it is, but my instinct told me that I should do that. Besides, something on your body attracted me.â
Zhang Mu felt more confused after hearing its words.
âNah. You donât have a name, donât you? Then I will call you âLittle Blackâ.â
âNo, master. I have had a name. My name is Golden Scale!â The beetle answered.
Zhang Mu waved his hand with disdain. âGolden Scale? Which part of your black body is golden? Your name is Little Black!â
The Obsidian Beetle thought for a while, then yielded to Zhang Mu.
âOk. My name is Little Black now, but master, I need to refuel my energy.â
Zhang Mu said casually, âNo problem. There are still a lot of food in my backpack. Eat what you like.â
Little Black immediately flew inside the bag.
Zhang Mu immediately regretted after hearing the âCrack! Crack!â from his backpack. He screamed, âOh, no! Little Black, get out of my backpack! Stop eating my crystals!â