Regarding Lo's ability, Panis guessed wrong. Among Luo's abilities is toxin immunity, but he doesn't have the so-called precise battlefield control ability, which is just an instinct for him to survive in exile in the wilderness for a long time.

Lo tossed the spider's corpse, which was still piercing the skewers of flesh, at his feet, and looked up in the direction where the spider had first appeared.

He finally found the source of his heart palpitations.

Under the faint green light, a pair of red spider eyes were staring at Luo who was standing in place. The dense red dots reminded Luo of the mob that appeared in droves in the wilderness.

It's not just one mutant spider here, it's a group of mutant spiders.

A solemn expression finally appeared on Luo's face.

You can easily solve a third-order ability by yourself, but what if it's a hundred?

Quantitative change leads to qualitative change, and the truth of the old era is still valid in the new era.

The cobwebs that shot out one after another, like a rain of arrows covering the sky and the sun in the tribal war of eons ago, poured towards Luo. The rain of arrows was followed by countless sharp spider claws glowing with cold light.

It was obviously too late to escape from the rift that had come in, and perhaps before he could get out, his back was already full of spider claws.

Since you can't go, you have to fight for your life.

Luo's figure moved quickly in this small space, and the military thorn in his hand swung out from time to time. With each swing, a spider fell to the ground, which was already thick with a thick layer of viscous liquid.

Luo's whole body was already covered in a thick layer of rotten slime, and he didn't plan to fight against this endless army of spiders, although he felt that his physical strength was not bad.

He kills just to get more slime all over his body.

After killing dozens of spiders, his goal was achieved. He began to run quickly, running to the end of the other side where the spider appeared.

As Lowe's figure faded into the darkness, the swarm of spiders that followed them began to riot as they were lost.

After a brief commotion, the swarm finally slowly dispersed, falling silent again in various dark corners.

And at this moment, Luo, who was covered with disgusting slime, landed on eight legs, and crawled towards the huge nest in front of him little by little.

Yes, eight-legged landing.

The body shaping ability of amoebic mutant worms can sometimes be quite useful, especially in the face of this army of spiders with dimly lit light and obvious deterioration of eyesight.

The outer perimeter of the nest was densely packed with countless mutated spiders, some of which were even the size of Luo's body. The red worm that opened from time to time swept coldly over the same kind that was slowly crawling towards the nest.

This is the most aggrieved journey Luo has had since he could remember. Every time an insect swept towards him, he had to stop in time, forcing himself to exude a thick aura of fear, so as not to annoy the higher beings of the race.

When he finally walked forward to the big lair, looking at the huge existence that seemed to be sleeping in the lair, the corners of Luo's mouth finally rose slightly.

Obviously, compared to the seventh-order mutant female worm in front of him, the previous unhappiness was not worth mentioning at all.

Unlike ants, spiders are not social and only move closer to other species when mating and reproducing. But I don't know what happened here, so many mutant spiders were strictly guarded by this mutant female worm that had lost its original form and turned into a behemoth flesh wall.

The mutant mother didn't have the slightest spider form, it resembled a huge mass of rotten flesh. There was no head, no tissues or organs, and no limbs, except for a huge mouth on top of the pale pink folded flesh.

The folded flesh wall that covered the entire wall was its body, and as the liquid in the veins under the flesh wall continued to pour into the rotten flesh, a slightly smaller spider covered in slime was slowly spat out of its giant mouth.

The newborn spider tried to stretch its crawling feet, and in a moment it had adapted to the new living environment, and let out a low cry from its mouth, and quickly crawled into the dense army of spiders.

It is not so much a female worm as a fully mutated breeding vector.

Luo cut a small piece of tissue from the rotten flesh and kicked it into his arms, and then slowly withdrew from the insect tide by crawling again, as before.

He didn't intend to kill the mutant female, and he even wanted it to live longer.

When it dies, new mutated creatures are bound to appear in this abandoned nuclear power plant, and Roco can't guarantee that the new existence will be as friendly as this mutant mother worm.

Lo retreated from the crack in the cocoon, and he had no intention of continuing to explore higher.

With the genetic sample of this seventh-order mutant mother, Luo can exchange for enough drinking water. And Luo knew very well that before he was strong enough, he was curious and killed not only cats.

Although Lowe craves the nerve-paralyzing toxins of mutant spiders, he has no intention of devouring the genetic samples he obtains.

Mutated samples that hide the genetic code are a peculiar thing. Only a few small cells are sufficient to phagocytosis, but once a human engulfs and comprehends the ability of the specimen mother, the remaining tissue will no longer have the value of being engulfed.

It's one thing to trade this genetic sample for drinking water. On the other hand, Luo didn't know if he would comprehend the toxin ability or the spinning or jumping ability after devouring it, and he didn't want to go further and further away from his human identity.

Maybe I'd rather be a pure human being.

Seventh-order mutant gene samples are not affordable for everyone, at least the H913 gathering place occupied by Panis can't afford to pay the relative bargaining chips. But Lowe is not worried, a few dozen kilometers away from the nuclear power plant, there is a buyer who can afford to pay the chips.

Hasai Castle.

Yusai Castle is a small town, and unlike the town where H913 is located, Yusai Castle is a real town.

The reason why Luo decided to find Yusai Castle was not only because Yusai Castle could afford it, but also because Yusai Castle was one of the many towns of a large family.

Those members of the big family who are high up and above often value the credibility of their own family while being arrogant and rude.

Luo didn't want the deal to turn into a snatch, so he chose Hasai Castle.

In the wilderness, in addition to those members of the big family who were born noble, there are two types of people who live the most nourishingly.

One is the gathering place speakers like Angus in the past, of course, Angus's own ability is not as good as his ambition, and as a result, he is hung on the flagpole with a sense of ceremony.

The other type of people are the dependents of the big family like Heber, who are far away from the center of the big family's storm vortex and can enjoy the protection of the big family.

There was such a famous saying in China in the old era: It is better to be a border official than a monarch and a minister.

Heber was a member of a team of mercenaries in the wilderness, and after his team was surrounded by the horrible pack of rotting wolves, he escaped and became a dependent of the family behind Yuxi Castle. Heber, who has unlocked six pairs of genetic sequences, has a special ability, a supersensitive sense of smell. This is also the reason why he can lie comfortably in the tall gate of Yusai Castle.