Killing Unlucky Wind Serpent!

A visitor had arrived at the clearing where Wu Yan had been. A giant snake with green skin and black stripes slowly slithered from the depths of the forest into the clearing where Wu Yan was.

The giant snake was nearly four meters long, its waist as thick as a bucket, twisting and crawling across the clearing. Its huge mouth revealed fangs thicker than small sticks, indicating that its owner was not a vegetarian.

Wu Yan shamelessly hid in a tree, cautiously poking his head out to observe the giant snake.

When he saw that the 'danger' the System had warned him about was this creature, Wu Yan almost had a heart attack. He didn't know if such a model existed on Earth before his transmigration, but could you expect Wu Yan, who had only seen cats and dogs, to have seen such a fierce beast?

If he didn't understand that he would have to 'deal' with this kind of guy in the future, Wu Yan would have run back to his old home long ago, provided this world had his old home.

Watching the giant snake travel to the clearing, Wu Yan sighed inwardly, truly living up to the name of Giant Beast Forest.

A glint flashed in his eyes, and a line of words that others couldn't see appeared above the giant snake's head in Wu Yan's eyes.

Wind Serpent: Level 10

This was a little trick of using the System, a built-in ability that allowed him to see the information of objects within his line of sight.

Actually, it wasn't much information, just a name and a level.

But even this information almost brought tears to Wu Yan's eyes.

This was a freaking level 10 monster! What was that about less than a five percent chance of winning? With his glorious level 0 status, even a one percent chance of winning was questionable. System, you're screwing me over again...

Although that was what he thought, Wu Yan still placed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, tightening his grip on the Kusanagi Sword's hilt, maintaining a posture ready to draw his sword at any moment. Wu Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he pondered in his heart.

His only chance was now. A level 0 him against a level 10 Wind Serpent? Needless to say, that was a sure way to die. In this situation, he could only find a glimmer of hope by using a surprise attack, and it had to be a one-hit kill! Otherwise, he was doomed.

If he couldn't take care of this Wind Serpent after attacking, Wu Yan was destined to run away.

To increase his chances of winning, Wu Yan thought it would be better to use a little strategy.

Eyes fixed on the giant Wind Serpent, Wu Yan's consciousness quickly sank into the System, and then he searched for 'item' type items.

Weren't item points meant to be used at times like this? If not now, when?

Soon, Wu Yan found what he wanted.

Drunken Immortal Flower: Can release a certain amount of pollen, forcibly causing the target that absorbs the pollen to enter a state of intoxication, with a chance of causing the target to have certain hallucinations; Item Points: 1000 points.

With his right hand holding the sword, Wu Yan flipped his left hand, and a delicate flower with a somewhat antique look appeared in his hand. Although there were more useful items than this, Wu Yan was really short on cash, and this Drunken Immortal Flower was quite practical, definitely suitable for dealing with the current situation.

Raising one hand to cover his mouth and nose, Wu Yan chuckled a few times in his heart, raised the flower in his other hand, and gently shook it.

A cloud of invisible particles was shaken out of the flower bud by Wu Yan, slowly drifting towards the Wind Serpent. The most speechless thing about this Drunken Immortal Flower was that the pollen didn't need wind to carry it. As long as the flower bud was pointed in one direction, the pollen would only drift in that direction, like a gun, it was used for aiming.

The pollen gently drifted towards the Wind Serpent on the clearing. Perhaps sensing the danger, the Wind Serpent restlessly twisted its snake body, its pair of green snake eyes constantly looking around, its forked tongue flicking in and out, in a posture ready to strike.