Chapter 41: The Survival of Waste

"Yeah~~~~"

The little coal ball cheered, as if he had experienced an interesting adventure, then turned around and cheered towards the spider demon.

The other little briquettes came around, they opened their arms and started chirping, as if they were saying to the spider demon: "Eat me! Eat me!"

"I'm really convinced."

Horn does not believe in evil;

Are there monsters in the world that cannot extract even a single attribute?

Open your mouth wide,

Swallow dozens of small briquettes together,

My stomach felt like it was stuffed with hair. After waiting for a while, no attributes were absorbed. Just like before, the small briquettes were spit out due to nausea.

Horn could now determine what kind of creatures these small coal briquettes were.

They are a bunch of trash.

The world is cruel. There are two main ways to survive in this strange world. Either make yourself stronger so that other monsters will not dare to offend you, and only you will eat others' share.

Or make yourself useless enough that other monsters will completely lose interest in you.

It is obvious that the little briquettes have excellent talents on the road of "becoming waste", and they have done a good job.

The highest among the group is Level 1, which has a poor taste and not even a little bit of nutritional value. It is simply an excellent representative of the "flattening group" among monsters.

"Surrender, I surrender."

Horn also lost interest in the little briquettes. He tried to drive away the group of little black briquettes, "Go away, go away, there is no food here, go somewhere else to play."

"Yeah~~"

"Yeah~~~"

But the little black chars loved the spider demon very much. They cheered around Horn, especially after experiencing the wonderful intestinal journey before. Many little black chars pestered the spider demon, begging to be eaten.

"Oh, I'm really impressed by you." Horn was made impatient. It didn't want to eat such an unpalatable monster with no properties. In its irritation, it spit out a mouthful of acidic mucus.

Bah.

The acidic mucus soaked all the small briquettes around it.

The little briquettes took a bath in the acid and threw the acid slime around as "cannonballs". They had a great time and laughed happily.

Horn: ""

Corrosive slime,

A ball of corrosive solution spit out,

The little briquettes took a bath in the corrosive solution.

Horn: ""

Blade Dancer! !

When the light blade cuts into the small briquettes, all the power is absorbed by the hair of the small briquettes.

Floating cannon! !

The laser hit the little coal ball, nothing happened.

""

Horn tried his best,

It can't hurt the little briquettes at all.

I almost knelt down in front of these little ones.

"Big brother! You are my big brothers!! How can I become like you? I also want to be a little briquette. Is it too late to change my race now?"

Horn felt that he had met the "strongest monster" in his career.

After some operations, not only did he fail to injure a little coal ball, but he also made himself look like a circus clown. His expression of sparks and lightning made the adults of the little coal ball laugh out loud.

"I'm afraid of you."

Horn admits defeat,

Since we can't do anything about the small briquettes, we can only let them go.

I hope these little briquettes will leave on their own when they get tired of playing.

Treating these small briquettes as transparent, Horn began his mission today. First, he had to find enough food to fill his stomach. Second, he had to find other ways to leave this tar land.

He climbed down the spider's web,

The little briquettes suddenly cheered with excitement. They jumped on the spider demon's back like they were on a bus, chirping and very happy.

that's all,

Horn had no choice but to carry a large group of small briquettes looking for food in the tar land. Some of the small briquettes could not jump on the "Spider Bus", so they followed behind.

A large area of ​​Wuyangyang,

Looking from afar,

On the tar-covered ground, a huge spider demon covered in black and red steel armor crawled slowly, with an eyeball floating above its head, and a group of excited and shouting little furballs standing on its back, followed by a large group of black people running happily. coal mass,

There is a sense of déjà vu as a mentally and physically exhausted old spider goes out on patrol with a nest of naughty and mischievous little spiders.

Horn felt bitter in his heart;

He finally found a strange bird trapped in tar, but as soon as he pulled away the tar, small briquettes swarmed up, like a fast-forward version of ants eating, and decomposed the strange bird in an instant.

"Hey Hey hey!!"

"Stop, this is my uncle's food." Horn shouted to stop the group of little guys, feeling a little sad for his own experience. The Dead River Knight, who had finally escaped, was now entangled by a group of strange monsters.

Now I can't even keep food.

Life is hard.

However, Horn was also stunned for the next second. He saw the small coal briquettes scattered on the strange bird's corpse, and pieces of dismembered strange bird flesh and blood were delivered to him. If the pieces of meat were too big, the small coal briquettes would be killed. Hold your head with your hands.

""

Horn didn't know what to say at the opponent's move. He used his steel-edged legs to poke up a small piece of meat and put it into his mouth.

The little briquettes immediately opened their eyes and looked over with expectation.

"Don't look at me like that, it tastes good, thank you." Horn felt a little embarrassed by the look, and felt like he was being fed by a child. Although the rotten strange bird flesh and blood tasted unpalatable, he still subconsciously Put on a very satisfied expression.

The little briquettes were so happy that they moved more actively to carry the food, dividing the flesh and blood into small pieces and sending them to the spider demon.

Horn ate it bite by bite. It would only take three or four bites to finish swallowing this strange bird, but now the little coal balls made it like eating dessert, but it was not annoying.

As long as the little coal balls did not snatch the food,

it seemed not bad to lead such a group of little black charcoals who would help cut the food and send it to their mouths.

After eating the strange bird,

a large little coal ball jumped on the spider demon's head, waving its slender black arms, and chattered a few words like a leader, and immediately a group of little coals dispersed.

Not long after,

the little coals came back with large and small pieces of blood and flesh, some of which were only the size of mosquito legs, and the tar on some of the blood and flesh had not been cleaned up. The little coal balls piled the blood and flesh in front of Horn.

The blood and flesh piled up more and more, and soon it piled up into a small meat mountain level with Horn.

"Is there such a good thing?"

"It seems that I misunderstood you guys just now."

Horn found it very interesting.

Although he didn't like the blood and flesh in the meat mountain, these foods might be the best they could find in the eyes of the little coals.

The little coals seemed to really like the big guy in front of them.

Horn had been making a living alone since he was born. Facing the little coals that were so inconspicuous but so warm and friendly, he couldn't say that he was moved. He did feel warm in his heart, especially when he saw the furry appearance of the little coals, which always reminded him of a pet cat he had raised in the past.

"Forget it."

"Eat the food by yourselves. If you want to follow me after eating, follow me."

"Whenever you want to leave, just go away by yourself."

Horn said so.

Whether the little coals could understand these words or not, they tacitly agreed to the existence of these black guys.