The survivors on the backs of the Winged Clan cheered.

This is the real world continent.

In the past, those mushroom forests could only be regarded as temporary sampans, and life was very fragile, and they would wither and collapse if they were not careful.

It's not safe at all.

This royal fungus is different, it is completely connected to the earth's leylines, and even if the whole world turns into a sea of corrosion, they are the strongest land.

Most importantly, they are now restarting the Wing Clan and entering a new era of flight.

Even if they were surrounded by a sea of corrosion, there was nothing in their way.

The umbrella-shaped mushroom lids wrap around the giant stalk layer by layer.

Looking at the flickering fluorescence above, there are already first settlers settled on it.

So these winged people flying in the air also landed on these umbrella covers one after another in accordance with a certain order.

Only one umbrella cover is equivalent to dozens of times the area of the original bacterium, and tens of thousands of people living on it are not a problem.

And each household has an independent courtyard, and there is also a place to park the winged aircraft, which is not too wonderful.

Just as the people jumped off the wide backs of the Wing Clan, and the man was so comfortable arranging for others to begin laying out their new home, a change of thought struck.

I saw that the Wing Clan, who had always been very obedient, suddenly attacked the man while he was temporarily uncovering his muzzle and feeding them.

With a single mouth, he bit off the man's upper body, leaving only a fat abdomen and four slender feet that kicked his legs.

The change came so suddenly that everyone was caught off guard.

However, despite the swiftness of the WingClan's attack, the man still relied on his biological instinct to release the idea of "punishment" at the last moment.

As a result, I saw the ring on the tentacles on the top of the Winged Clan's head emit light, constantly releasing crackling arcs.

The WingClan hissed in pain, their massive bodies rolling wildly on the ground.

Many of the survivors around who had not fully returned to God were crushed and trampled, and countless bodily fluids and mutilated limbs were scattered on this undeveloped land.

The Winged Clan wailed for a long time, and finally lay on the ground and did not move.

If you cut their heads open at this point, you will find that the inside is rotten into a puddle of paste.

The ring on the top of the head of the Wing Clan is the real killer weapon of the Honey Clan, which is dozens or even hundreds of times smaller than them, and can domesticate them.

When these winged people are just born, they are put on and then domesticated over and over again until they are completely obedient to their master's orders.

Since tens of thousands of years ago, the honey-like tribe gradually became the ruling wisdom of this world, this domestication process began.

Now, the honey-like people have a very complete and mature domestication system, and this system is also part of their civilization.

In all the previous struggles between the Wing Clan and the Honey Clan, there had never been such a serious backlash.

Because fear of pain and greed for life are the instincts of all living beings rooted in their genes.

Now, this wing clan does not hesitate to be electrocuted, and wants to gnaw the master, which is too subversive of people's cognition.

At least, in the consistent perception, the Wing Clan, who have been enslaved since childhood, or rather, are accustomed to being enslaved, and have never shown any sign of any betrayal by these obedient tools, why did they suddenly attack after they arrived in their new home?

…… Then it was discovered that this contest between the enslaved tools and their masters was premeditated and on a grand scale.

At this moment, on this magnificent king fungus, there was a scene of countless wing clans rebelling against their masters.

They did not hesitate to be electrocuted, but also attacked their masters.

The survivors, who were supposed to be celebrating, are now in an even more desperate reality.

They were betrayed by the tools they raised.

They were isolated on this royal fungus.

And that's not even the most desperate.

Although there are many winged people who were killed at the last minute by their masters because of the backlash, there are still some who have survived by gnawing them before their masters can release their killing intent.

They flapped their wings and flew into the air, circling and hissing.

Then he frantically hit his head, not hesitating to break the tentacles, and also to remove the control ring that was put on it.

Without their tentacles, their bodies would be in confusion and extreme weakness.

If there is no accident, they will slowly die.

That's why in the past they were able to break away from the control ring by breaking off their tentacles, but no one did.

Because when they hit once, they will be discovered by the owner and then the punishment will be released.

A small green ball like a drop of water fell to their mouths, and they subconsciously opened their mouths, stretched out a mouthpiece like a straw from their mouths, and quickly absorbed the green solution in front of them.

They gradually recovered, and then flapped their wings and flew into the air, pounced on the dirty, ugly, vicious and cunning bugs!

A frenzied slaughter began.

The survivors, who had just been screaming in front of the untouchables who had been corrupted along with the Mushroom Forest, were screaming in terror and struggling in despair.

If they knew that they would end up in this situation soon after, would they do that kind of thing to their own kind? Wouldn't it be so rampant?

There are no regret pills to take.

In this tragic battle, there are still a small number of honey-like people who survive, and they form a self-rescue team.

While battling the lowly Wing Clan who have no contract spirit, they struggle to survive in the harsh sea of corrosion.

…………

[Purification]: Primary, 96%

Mi Ajiu looked at the purification function again, and he was still four points away from being upgraded.

After the intermediate purification, you can directly purify these corrosive slimes.

Mi Ajiu looked at the large area of thriving mushrooms around her, and if she calculated it by her own measurements, a radius of tens of thousands of miles would be her territory.

I don't know if it's her delusion, but she notices that the giant mushrooms around her have a different aura than before.

Now that she was sitting cross-legged and cultivating, the source energy that entered her body seemed to be more able to mobilize the activity of the stars in the dantian and become more and more vigorous.

The most intuitive benefit is that she is more comfortable with her energy, and the same unit of energy can release more destructive power than before.

During this period of time, Mi Ajiu had a sense of accomplishment in addition to occupying such a large chassis.

She also harvested nearly a spatial cell's purified "powder", an edible spore powder.

She once experimented with a little, it can be mixed with water like sesame paste, or it can be eaten with pancakes or steamed, and it tastes... With a unique fragrance.

It's just that no matter what style you make, it's green, so it's good to get used to it.

In the end, Mi Ajiu forcibly classified it as "flour" and handed it over to the kitchen in the [Workshop] to process automatically, so that there were many more pasta options on her menu.