Colonial Suit

The closer they got to the fruit, the more they could feel its immensity. A rough estimate suggested it was at least several kilometers in diameter, its bottom completely out of sight. Such a massive ‘fruit’ was certainly not for eating. And if it was being used as a dwelling, Blood瞳 could tell that its inhabitants were definitely not ordinary ‘people.’

In fact, he soon met them.

On the way to the fruit, the surrounding ‘seaweed’ suddenly began to writhe, and several olive-shaped objects swam out from within, blocking Blood瞳's group.

It was smooth all over, its surface covered in layers of fish-scale-like patterns, but a closer look would reveal that these patterns were not painted on, but rather composed of rows of dense pores. Each ‘olive’ was about ten meters long, with several strands of tentacles growing from its head and tail, waving around like live snakes.

It didn't have a clear head or tail, and it didn't ‘speak’ after stopping Blood瞳 and the others, just quietly hovering there.

Brute frowned slightly, glancing at the mercenary leading the way. The mercenary shrugged, indicating that there were no such things when he came here before.

“What are these things?” Brute asked, unperturbed. There were no records of these ‘olives’ in his database.

Unfortunately, no one could answer him, because no one knew.

Brute's expression grew impatient. Although this was his first time in this ‘Void City,’ the Cosmic Mercenaries had agreements with many civilizations in the Second World. Ordinary visits should not be hindered, unless there was a war.

But if there was a war, would he still be interested in haggling with these ‘olives’?

Thoughts flashing through his mind, Brute decided to abide by the local rules. He glanced at the indifferent Blood瞳 beside him, and still suppressed the killing intent in his heart, saying, “I don’t know why you’re blocking me, but if you don’t want to reveal your intentions, you’d better get out of the way.”

“I don’t make trouble, but that doesn’t mean I’m afraid of trouble.”

Brute's mind power transmitted into the liquid, and then he saw the opposite olives wriggling, seemingly exchanging consciousness. After a while, a larger olive slid over, emitting a strange mind power.

How should he put it, its mind power was like the friction of pig iron, full of rusticity and coldness. The meaning within was also intermittent.

“We… are not… delaying.”

“Searching… for language parsing.”

“Search complete, conversion complete.”

The olive's mind power suddenly became fluent, and continued, “You are not allowed to go any further, the front is private territory.”

“Oh?” Brute's eyes flashed, and the killing intent in his heart suddenly surged. He didn't expect to encounter someone who dared to stop him.

You must know that although the Second World has order, the law of the jungle where the strong are king is the same everywhere. There were really few people who could stop him from going where he wanted to go.

Of course, it would be another matter if he encountered someone as powerful as him. But would there be anyone here?

Brute snorted coldly, his tone suddenly becoming grim. “What… are you?”

“We are the Vine Serpent people.” The olive seemed unable to sense Brute's killing intent, and continued to say stiffly, “I know you, you are humans, newly arrived inferior creatures in the Second World. I have heard many rumors about you. You are cruel, lowly, and have no bottom line. You have started wars in many places! You are not welcome here!”

“Oh?” Brute suddenly smiled.

At this time, he was no longer angry, but rather looked at these ‘olives’ with some mockery, and suddenly said, “Then what are you going to do?”

“Stop you, or kill you.” The olive answered very simply. At the same time, the tentacles at the head and tail suddenly increased, secreting black mucus.

This mucus did not dissolve in the city's liquid, appearing extremely strange. At the same time, a strong stench entered everyone's perception, making them want to vomit.

This is…

Brute's pupils contracted slightly, raising his vigilance.

He did not feel the pressure and energy fluctuations of these Vine Serpent people, but this black mucus gave him a dangerous feeling. It was as if he would be injured if he touched it. The intuition of a Cosmic Warrior was always the most sensitive, and Brute had no doubt about his intuition.

What is this? Poison? Or corrosive liquid? But what kind of poison would make even him feel threatened? This was simply beyond common sense.

You must know that the evolution of a Cosmic Warrior represents the improvement of life level. The higher the evolution, the more exaggerated their immunity to malignant abnormalities would be. Especially to Brute's level, ordinary diseases and poisons were simply ineffective against him. Even the virus weapons developed by the Third World were useless.

Brute was secretly vigilant. He was already like this, if the mercenaries behind him were touched by this mucus, wouldn't it cause attrition?

Thoughts flashing through his mind, Brute's body suddenly became turbulent and blurred, entering a micro-particle state. Under the threat of the mucus, he didn't mind being more aggressive. The best danger is the danger that is erased before it even occurs!

But just before he acted, he heard Blood瞳's voice in his ear.

“Wait.”

“Why are you stopping me?” Brute said without turning his head. His tone was cold, he had no emotions in battle state. This was the cruelty of the particle world.

Blood瞳 didn't mind his attitude, and suddenly walked out. “It's nothing, I just think this thing should be delicious.”

“What did you say? Delicious?” Brute was stunned. Although he was guessing Blood瞳's reason for stopping him, he didn't expect the reason to be so bizarre.

That thing, something that even he would feel dangerous, would actually be delicious?

Don't be kidding, okay?

But the next moment, he saw Blood瞳 really walked under the huge olive, dipped a trace of mucus with his finger and put it in his mouth.

Then, a strange smile appeared on his face.

“Sure enough, as I expected.”

“I'm in a good mood today, if you can provide more of this stuff, I'll let you go!”

He said this to the ‘olive,’ as if stating a matter of course.

“Human! You dare to provoke the great Vine Serpent Clan! You will be melted and used as our food!”

The olive suddenly became angry, and suddenly stretched out countless tentacles from its head and tail to grab Blood瞳. A large amount of black mucus was secreted from the tentacles, instantly wrapping Blood瞳 tightly. At the same time, a strong stench flooded everyone's perception, making all the mercenaries pale and retreat one after another.

One mercenary retreated a little slower, and immediately let out a pig-like scream, as if he had encountered the most terrifying thing.

“It's eroding my mind power! Damn it! It can pollute our minds!!”

What!?

Brute was shocked. Without even needing to touch it, just the smell could erode the mind power of a Cosmic Warrior? What the hell is this thing!!?? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation..)