Chapter 642 Pay Me In Hugs

Chapter 642 Pay Me In Hugs

"Weak?" Grehha chuckled immediately at Yennda's response, "Guess you're not great at geography."UpTodated from nô/v/el/b(i)n.c(o)/m

"Man, would it kill you to explain something without mocking me every single time?" Yennda said as veins popped all over his forehead, "Even I'll get pissed eventually."

"Well, that's not my intention, so ignore it, will you?" Grehha waved his hand casually and asked, "Can you hold your breath underwater?"

"For a short duration, yes." Yennda nodded.

"But can you live underwater like a fish?" Grehha asked next, continuing upon seeing Yennda shake his head, "What about at depths surpassing a dozen kilometres where the water pressure alone is strong enough to crush your body, or places with no light or in absolute freezing temperatures?"

"I obviously cannot live there, unless I were to seriously consider adapting to the place." Yennda said.

"With your powers, it's indeed possible to adapt, but in the process, you might even lose all your Natures if your adaptation results in too strong of a change that causes a race change." Grehha said, "Every single living being faces the same. They have inherent advantages and disadvantages."

"Even the Celestial Boar isn't as invincible underwater as he is on land. Then," Grehha grinned, "What if I can change the terrain as I please?"

"The Chief's power does exactly that." Yennda rolled his eyes.

"Ignore pure terrain for the time being and consider from the perspective of an Empyrean Tusk." Grehha asked, "Which element or substance gives the greatest advantage to the Mammoth Clan, especially the Empyrean Tusks?"

"Bone," Yennda figured out the answer quickly.

"Yes, with it, we'll have an infinite ammo to fight our wars." Grehha said, "Empyrean Tusks will be able to recover their exoskeletons rapidly even if portions of it gets punched off by the Celestial Boar. This will allow them to maintain their battle states for longer durations."

"Think about it a little," Grehha said, "I pretty much showed you the process just now."

"You..." Yennda muttered in shock as he stared at Grehha's groin, "You'll be birthing Bone Vipers en masse?"

"I can do so from any combination of humans and Mud Vipers to form new variants." Grehha winked, "So, it's not impossible to erect entire regions created solely out of bone. I simply need to create enough Bone Vipers at the start and leave them to their devices. As Iron Grade Pranic Beasts, they'll propagate rapidly as long as we protect them during their initial population expansion phase."

"If you're able to bring them here..." Yennda immediately understood what Grehha intended, "That's amazing."

"I'm not one to fight my battles head-on," Grehha grinned, "So, from the very beginning, this was my plan. Even if Brangara kills the Bone Vipers, nothing changes. The entire terrain becomes an absolute weapon for Resha. He'll practically be invincible there."

At the end of the day, his abilities won't be changing from his current self. They'll simply become more potent and efficient. "In my case, I simply need time to accumulate my gains. I already gained whatever I would have needed from Yarsha Zahara's memories. Now, I just have to experiment on them to gain more abilities."

"So that's why you said you'll assist me fully." Yennda nodded and grinned, "I understand now. Things will indeed become easier for me once I have your help."

He then extended his hand, "Can you give me a copy of her data?"

"I can give you a copy of data related to the Skills, Cultivation Techniques, and Spirit Weapons that she has knowledge of, but I won't give you anything related to her personal life. Those are my intellectual property." Grehha said with an adamant expression, loosening up immediately after, "But I can give you all the details about Brangara."

"Anything's fine by me. I'm more interested in his powers anyway." Yennda said and received the Bone Slip, returning it to Grehha once he absorbed its contents.

While Grehha destroyed the Bone Slip and focused on erasing all evidences, Yennda focused on comprehending the data related to Brangara—that Yarsha Zahara had knowledge of.

"She screwed up big time," Yennda grinned.

"Not if you hadn't taken the initiative." Grehha was sincere in his praise, "Otherwise, I would have never gained consciously while trapped in that revival sack."

The duo turned silent once Yennda twirled his index finger, signalling that Yarsha Zahara was arriving. Having been under her control, he was able to sense the faint increase in the exertion of her will upon him when she got closer to him.

Even Yarsha Zahara didn't know the difference, but considering how weak and defenceless to her will Yennda was, he could perceive it through experience. Having died enough times, his body was extremely sensitive in terms of senses.

After all, the human body uses all its power in the face of death in order to survive. It would push itself to a breaking point just to survive another day. Yennda had been through that situation too many times that using the entirety of his body's potential was second nature to him.

As his Fragment Disease was never cured, his body was always in a risk of death. This only made him extremely sensitive to everything that could hurt him. In a sense, his weakness was his strength.

The moment he sensed her approach, he signalled Grehha to keep quiet, ensuring that she wouldn't be able to pry upon their conversation.

The door to the laboratory opened as Yarsha Zahara entered, glancing at Grehha as she felt a headache, exercising her will to prevent him from hugging her, feeling a growing desire from him, "Can't you control yourself for a moment?"

"This is me when I'm controlling myself." Grehha stated without a change in expression, nudging Yennda to speak, "This retard might have told you enough about me. So..."

Lust oozed out of his eyes to the levels of insanity, "What do you think of my proposition?"

"You can get everything you need to win this war from me. My information will be your trump card. Heck, I know what you wish to achieve through me. I can confidently promise to casually exceed that level of performance." Grehha winked, "All I ask in return is payment for my hard work,"

"In hugs."