Crushing (Part 2)

Perhaps because of their different perspectives, the "scooping poop" job that Zhang Miao found utterly disgusting was something Cigarette Butt was incredibly enthusiastic about.

He stayed glued to Awu's side. Whenever Awu dropped a Hollow Crystal, he immediately picked it up with delight, treasured it away in his clothes, then wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, looking so hungry he could barely stand it.

Damn it, he was practically drooling himself to tears, wasn't he?

Zhang Miao had no doubt that if he had not previously ordered him not to devour Hollow Crystals in front of him, Cigarette Butt would have wolfed them down the moment he picked them up.

Just like a starving dog snatching... ugh...

At that thought, Zhang Miao's stomach immediately churned. He quickly took a deep breath and forced those disgusting thoughts from his mind.

Then he closed his eyes and silently repeated to himself.

That isn't dog poop, that's a Hollow Crystal... That isn't dog poop, that's a Hollow Crystal... That isn't dog poop, that's a Hollow Crystal...

After repeating it several times, Zhang Miao finally felt a little better. Only then did he open his eyes again and look at the Soul Reaper Blade in his hand.

Perhaps because the Insect Hollows he had slain earlier had been too weak, the Soul Reaper Blade had not changed much even after Zhang Miao killed several hundred of them. But this time was different.

After killing four Menos Grande, Zhang Miao discovered that his Soul Reaper Blade had undergone considerable changes.

First was its length. The Soul Reaper Blade, which had previously been less than three feet long, was now over three feet long—nearly half again as long as before.

Not only that, even the blade, which had originally been somewhat damaged, now