Wen Huan squinted his eyes and allowed a girl to use a green needle to pierce his skin. You would occasionally see the white bones in the deep wounds.
Such a thing that should be pain didn’t affect him. Even when the needle touched his bone, he didn’t move, and he didn’t have any reaction.
Hundreds of his subordinates surrounded him. The silence was filled with determination.
“Done.”
The person using the needle stood up to reveal a heroic face. But she didn’t have much hair; they were all very short.
This was symbolic of many evolved in the apocalypse. If they couldn’t wash their heads and bathe often, many people would choose to shave.
Girls were no exception.
Wen Huan looked at the badly stitched wound and smiled, “Little Hui, your skills have improved.”
“I do this daily, so of course I am getting better.”
The woman called Little Hui replied calmly while keeping her tools.
Wen Huan looked at his wound, and his mouth twitched. Getting better?
But since his sister said it, then he didn’t argue.
When he touched his wound with his left hand, two brown seeds landed on it. They turned into dark green moss that covered his wound. The moss seemed to be alive and started to squirm.
Wen Huan took something like sugarcane and chewed it without removing the skin. Some juices flowed from the corner of his mouth and dripped on the colorful ground.
Little Hui shook her head helplessly when she saw that.
No Man’s Land spent over four cycles here, over 50 hours, but their completion rate only increased by 7%. Along with the 2% of other factions, they were barely above 10%.
But they were the only ones left.
This was City of Color.
It is an extremely difficult Bright Water World territory. Along with Hundred Cave Swamp, it was also one of the other three dungeons with a super low completion rate.
Although they were much better off after growing up, as their parents grew older, their property and savings became targets of competition.
They even thought that they were just typical people in the world. They were indeed related by blood, but with the pressure of life, they could only care about their own families.
This was until the apocalypse exploded.
After losing all other loved ones, they stood together closely.
Wen Huan’s Plant Master bloodline crystal was something Wen Hui risked her life to get. Her Mechanic Doctor job scroll was something Wen Huan gave up his chance to become a six-star evolved to trade a potion for.
The two of them were one.
Wen Huan didn’t reply and continued to look at his wound. The moss slowed, and he blew it, causing some of it to fly and reveal the fully healed wound.
The threads were gone as if they had turned into his flesh.
“Since everyone here is enemies, then... Crush them all!”
His body started to change. Many meat pieces spread from his legs and stuck into the ground. A seaweed-like plant covered his body, and his arms changed. One hand turned into a lotus pad, and the other turned into a spinning drill.
The most obvious was his hair. His hair turned into colorful flowers.
This was his bloodline--- Plant Master.
He raised the lotus pad hand, and his eyes flew. Many seeds fired and landed on the ground before entering the soil.
His subordinates took out cylinders and started to scatter a sticky liquid.
A few seconds later, many small hills appeared on the ground. Many plants appeared and revealed bodies that were differently shaped.
These plants covered a few hundred meters, and a mutated plant army was formed.
After a few seconds, Wen Hui looked at her brother weirdly and asked, “Why aren’t we leaving?”
Wen Huan said slowly, “Someone is here.”