Uniform Mutation: High-Speed Granny Yu

The battle at the scene was fierce. The monsters seemed mindless and devoid of intelligence, yet fearless of death. Even when their heads, hearts, and other vital parts were blown apart—injuries that should have killed them in theory—their bodies remained highly active, refusing to die completely for quite some time.

Yuan Zhu watched a deer head that had been blasted away land on the ground and roll several times, yet it could still bare its fangs and sharp teeth, crunching away at the stones on the ground. For no reason other than the pure instinct to attack and bite.

At this point, countless severed beast limbs and corpses were piled together, with thick dark-green blood flowing across the ground. It even gathered into streams, as though it possessed life, actively winding along the ground and clinging to nearby plants and trees, flowing upward against gravity as it expanded its reach as much as possible.

As the bloody stench spread and evaporated through the air, invisible pollution expanded along with it, stirring up people's urge to kill and plunging them into destruction, ruin, and slaughter, making it hard to pull themselves free.

This pollution also stimulated the sensitive Immortal Scripture, setting off a string of alarms.

Little Elf: "Boss, you are currently resisting two different kinds of pollution at once. One comes from the clothing on your body. It is a relatively mild type, constantly trying to deepen its connection with your flesh in an attempt to gain deeper bodily permissions and grant you greater power. Its flaws and dangers are not obvious for now, but that little bitch is actually copying me? Unconditionally catering to your thoughts and needs as the host."

"Yeah? Go into detail."

As Yuan Zhu dodged the splashing blood, he retreated and began throwing grenades.

Although large numbers of monsters had been killed, there was still a group of wounded mad beasts refusing to retreat. His magazine was empty, so he could only use Palm Thunder. He kept widening the distance, moving nimbly and using the trees to maneuver and evade, fighting with considerable ease.

Besides Little Elf's backend monitoring, he could personally feel the enhancement brought by the uniform. His strength, speed, defense, running, and jumping ability had all been greatly enhanced, making him more agile and at ease. With a single whipping kick, he could knock over a beast trying to ambush him from behind.

At the same time, this outfit gave him powerful resistance and defensive strength. Not only could it resist the corrosive pollution brought by beast blood, its fabric could also withstand the biting and piercing of beastly bone spikes, claws, and fangs.

"The uniform's pollution intensity is not high, but it possesses a kind of 'mind-reading' ability that I cannot understand. The uniform changes according to the host's subconscious needs, constantly catering to the host's thoughts. If someone likes violence, it will focus on strengthening close combat, strength, and defense; if someone is more rational and prefers ranged shooting, it will strengthen evasion, accuracy, and speed... This subtle transformation will accumulate and develop into personalized customization. In the end, it will take the host's shape and deepen the host's dependence on the uniform. Through this transformation, the uniform will further deepen the binding, making it difficult for the host to break free. You must be vigilant!"

Was Little Elf worried her position was in danger? A competitor had appeared who was even better at sucking up than she was? What about the other kind of pollution? Is it this splattered beast blood? Yuan Zhu asked inwardly.

"Yes. This beast blood possesses extremely powerful flesh-corroding pollution and abundant vitality. The plants contaminated by the dark-green beast blood have all undergone varying degrees of twisted mutation. At the same time, the beast blood carries frenzied, violent Mental Pollution that creates a desire to kill in those who inhale it, suppresses pain, and lets them experience pleasure from being injured."

"The uniform can resist it effectively, but I also discovered that the uniform is secretly absorbing the beast blood. More precisely, it is filtering it—filtering out the intense pollution and frenzy within the blood, absorbing the nutritious parts, and feeding them back into the flesh through the threads linked to the body, invigorating the spirit. But there is a fatal flaw: a small amount of diluted beast-blood pollution will still contaminate the wearer, trapping them in slaughter until they cannot extricate themselves... If they refuse to absorb nutrients from the outside world, their physical stamina will be exhausted too quickly, and they will fall into weakness."

Before Little Elf could finish, Black Butcher, standing nearby, was already being provoked by the gory scene of slaughter. His eyeballs swelled and reddened, and his mental state grew increasingly manic.

He opened his mouth and let out a roar like a battle cry, tossing aside the weapon in his hand and drawing a bone cleaver from his waist. Like a dump truck that had just started up, strengthened by the uniform, he gripped the hilt tightly, rammed the monster before him over with one shoulder, and then raised and dropped his blade in a rapid succession of chops...

His occupational talent was awakened at this moment. Under the uniform's enhancement, his experience in chopping and butchering meat was brought to an extraordinary level.

His eyes were bloodshot as he panted violently, white vapor blasting from his nostrils. One thick arm whirled in circles, and each slash struck a monster's joints and vital weak points with precision.

For a time, severed limbs flew, screams rang out one after another, and green blood sprayed everywhere, sticking to his clothes and face as it wriggled wildly, trying to bore into his skin. Yet the uniform's pollution resistance held it back, while his blade continued to rise and fall and limbs continued to fly.

He was like a lawnmower charging wildly across a field. Even the ambush attacks landing on his back were all blocked by the tough uniform. Some torn areas even began repairing themselves after absorbing blood.

Little Elf cried out as if lodging a complaint, "Look! This is the first kind of contamination I mentioned. His subconscious is placing excessive trust in the uniform and further opening up control over his flesh. But the clothing has no brain and cannot think. It simply filters the beast blood, then feeds it back into his body, creating what looks like a beneficial cycle but is actually corrosive enhancement with unknown side effects."

Yuan Zhu asked, "Does this change have a major impact on the body?"

Little Elf said, "Hard to say. But I can tell that this enhancement uses the 'uniform' as a medium and is doing its utmost to reduce the corrosion of the flesh and mind. The main distortion and corrosion are borne by the uniform, which acts as a filtering device. But it is too crude. A great deal of pollution still cannot be filtered cleanly and gets poured into the host's body. That is why I chose to shut down this energy exchange. Boss, your combat performance will be much weaker, but don't feel inferior. They are all trading their health for it. And you, my master—you are the purest!"

Yuan Zhu quickly swept his gaze around. Apart from Black Butcher, who had actively chosen berserkness, the other person who had become overly dependent on the uniform was actually the old granny?!

Granny Yu's degree of transformation was even more outrageous than Black Butcher's.

The butcher was only using the uniform's toughness to directly withstand beast attacks, along with its enhancement of his physical abilities. Granny Yu, however, was undergoing a qualitative transformation from head to toe.

She still had that aged face, and her body had even shrunk further, making her look only 1.4 meters tall. But her cheeks glowed with a rosy luster, divine light burst from her eyes, and the muscles of her arms swelled, sharply defined. Her legs were even thicker and explosively powerful. Maintaining a crouched posture with bent knees, she darted through the beast pack at extreme speed, using the same beast claws to disembowel every monster in her path.

After absorbing and devouring enormous amounts of beast blood, the clothes on her body were no longer the original standard uniform. Large dark-green patterns had emerged across it, along with bony armor-like scales, giving it something of a "bodysuit plus exoskeleton" style.

What was this, some otherworldly version of High-Speed Granny Yu? Her mental state was even worse than Black Butcher's. The corners of her mouth were stretched high as she let out low, eerie chuckles of "Hee hee hee," or cried things like, "Baa baa, time to eat!" Then she chased down the weaker beasts and slaughtered them with all her might, letting blood rain over her body without dodging or avoiding it.

Her physical state kept improving as the uniform continuously absorbed nourishment from the outside world, replenishing her nearly exhausted, dried-up vitality. Gradually, she even began enjoying the thrill of racing at high speed between slaughter and death.

This bizarre transformation instead made the young people, including Yuan Zhu, even more wary. None of them dared rely on or use the uniform too excessively.

When the monsters' casualties exceeded two-thirds, these fearless mad beasts finally belatedly realized that they could no longer complete the hunt. Or perhaps, among the prey they had surrounded, a "kindred" even more savage and powerful than themselves had been born—Granny Yu? In the end, the mad beasts gradually suppressed their desire to attack, lowered their heads to pick up their own kind's severed limbs as trophies, and turned to flee into the depths of the forest.

Yuan Zhu and the others, covered in foul-smelling green blood, did not pursue. Instead, they sighed in relief and warily surrounded Granny Yu, whose mouth was clacking rapidly, and Black Butcher, whose eyes were full of bloodshot veins as he panted heavily and struggled to restrain himself.

"Rest easy. With me here, the two of them won't be able to stir up any trouble."

At that moment, the captain approached with the trembling little monk.

He looked at everyone with satisfaction and said, "You all performed well this time. Only Mai Lili still needs to adjust her mindset. Rest first. Once your stamina recovers, I'll explain the changes and functions of the uniforms you're wearing."

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