Royal Jelly

When Wang Wu woke again, the sky was already beginning to lighten, and dawn spread from the peaks of the eastern mountain range.

A flush of red, so enchantingly vivid.

Wait, had I been unconscious for a full day and night?

Wang Wu was surprised that he had not died, and equally surprised by how sensitive he had become to changes in the outside light.

After all, he now looked no different from a mummy.

Then he noticed that while he had been unconscious, countless messages had appeared.

At a thought, those messages automatically flashed past him again.

"The toxins are being neutralized. A portion of the Bee Venom has been extracted. You have obtained a trace amount of Royal Jelly substance. You have gained 30 Satiety. You have gained 2 Spiritual Qi."

"Because you consumed a trace amount of Royal Jelly, you have gained 0.2% Growth Rate."

"Your Level 4 Self-Healing Talent has activated automatically..."

"The toxins are being neutralized. A portion of the Bee Venom has been extracted. You have obtained a trace amount of Royal Jelly substance. You have gained 57 Satiety. You have gained 3 Spiritual Qi."

"Because you consumed a trace amount of Royal Jelly, you have gained 0.3% Growth Rate."

"The toxins are being neutralized. A portion of the Spider Toxin has been extracted. You have gained a minor anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving effect. You have gained 5 Spiritual Qi. You have gained 0.4% Growth Rate."

There were dozens upon dozens of messages, all of them notifications of rewards.

By the time he finished reading the last one, Wang Wu was dumbstruck.

The gains had been so enormous that they beggared imagination.

First, he had somehow gained two points of Bee Venom Resistance in one go, displayed in the Attribute Bar as (2/10).

At the same time, he had gained two points of Spider Toxin Resistance, displayed in the Attribute Bar as (2/5).

Next, his 130 Health Points had been fully restored.

His Level 4 Self-Healing Talent had once again rendered a great service.

Meanwhile, he still had 270 Satiety remaining. Wang Wu could not understand how he could have so much left. After thinking it over, the only explanation was that it had something to do with that Royal Jelly substance.

After all, it was Royal Jelly!

Who could have imagined that Royal Jelly could be extracted from Bee Venom?

Still, it might also have been related to the blood-dissolving properties of Spider Toxin.

After that, he had somehow gained a total of 31 Spiritual Qi.

It was hard to imagine, but toxins were also a form of energy—and purified energy at that—so it made sense.

Finally, his Growth Rate had surged by 3.8% in one shot.

That put his current Growth Rate at 23.8%, with a Special Growth Rate of 10%. Thanks, wild bees and spiders, my two best buddies. You truly loved me.

That was right. If this didn't count as love, what else could I possibly hope for?

Without hesitation, Wang Wu spent 20 Spiritual Qi to raise his Health Points to 140.

He needed to invest more into his Basic Attributes. If his Health Points were too low, it was truly difficult to withstand unexpected situations. Like yesterday—if the Armed Bee Swarm had not consisted of twenty bees but thirty, the accumulated toxins alone could have poisoned him to death.

Because this stuff really stacked.

Just then, Wang Wu's heart stirred. His Level 5 Danger Sense detected the Black Spider Clan swishing up toward the crown of the tree. The sunlight had appeared; Violet Gold Three Minutes had begun.

A great number of Golden Particles rained down through the sunlight. The Black Spider Clan greedily absorbed them, never noticing—or caring—that some sunlight passed through the leaves and branches to shine below, allowing a small portion of Golden Particles to fall.

But that was unavoidable. It had always been this way, and they would not take it seriously.

Yet for Wang Wu, hanging from the trunk more than thirty meters above the ground, it was truly wealth falling from heaven.

More than thirty meters above the ground—that was comparable to the height of that cliff, precisely the height reached by Violet Gold Three Minutes.

Though he had been wrapped up like a rice dumpling, patches of sunlight still shone through. His Level 1 Spiritual Resonance Talent passed through the thick Spider Silk. Hmm, this Spider Silk was actually transparent. It was truly beautiful beneath the sun.

Thus, those tiny amounts of Golden Particles naturally found their way into him.

He had never imagined that he could enjoy the treatment of Violet Gold Three Minutes.

Wang Wu was deeply moved.

Wasn't that why it was called true love?

During Violet Gold Three Minutes, Wang Wu absorbed and converted 35 Spiritual Qi in one breath. That was under the obstruction of layer upon layer of dense tree canopy.

Its reputation truly was well deserved. Violet Gold quality was indeed worth having.

Then came Golden Three Minutes. This was clearly a tier lower, and Wang Wu gained only 18 Spiritual Qi.

During the final Silver Three Minutes, he gained only 7 Spiritual Qi.

Yet combined, that was still a full 60 points.

Adding what he had left from before, the total Spiritual Qi Wang Wu could now use had astonishingly reached 75 points!

That was insane!

Wang Wu did not dare slack off, much less become arrogant. He immediately divided 60 of that Spiritual Qi into two portions, using 20 Spiritual Qi to raise his Defense Attribute to 10.

He used the remaining 40 Spiritual Qi to continue raising his Health Points, bringing them neatly to 160.

Phew, it had not been easy. His sense of security had finally moved forward by one decimal place...

But the slap in the face came too fast. Who knew how that old widow spider, the size of a round table, had judged things? It suddenly scuttled down with a swish and gave his body another injection, pumping in indescribable Spider Toxin.

Thus, only a few seconds later, he lost consciousness once more...

Seriously, seriously, what rotten luck!

Not long after Wang Wu fell into unconscious paralysis, the Brown Giant Eagle flew over again. This time, however, a petite, snow-white Silver Fox sat on its back.

The Brown Giant Eagle first carried the Silver Fox to the low mountain eight hundred meters away. There, the Silver Fox leaped down, took out an object, and swept it in all directions. A faint bloody glow flashed past, and an eerie sigil was branded onto the body of a Great Mountain Cat on that low mountain.

Immediately afterward, around that low mountain, every leader of a group of Sprites was pressed with a blood seal without exception. It was like some sort of mark, or like branding one's own livestock to keep it from wandering off.

The Silver Fox looked exceedingly shrewd, and its blood-red eyes were particularly sharp. Its search was meticulous to the extreme.

Like an official measuring land, it was diligent and conscientious.

Every Sprite in the region with a certain degree of strength was branded with a blood seal without exception. Those without strength but capable of gathering into groups and clans had a beast-hide roster taken out for them, and every one of them was entered into the register.

From birds flying in the sky, grasshoppers, mosquitoes, and wild bees, to spiders, ants, mantises, stinkbugs, butterflies, rats, venomous snakes, scorpions, and centipedes, every last one was recorded with crystal clarity.

When it came to the great tree inhabited by the Black Spider Clan, the Silver Fox inspected it especially carefully. As for the old widow spider, the size of a round table, it did not dare utter a single peep. Obediently, it allowed the blood seal to be branded onto its back, where it was extremely conspicuous.

During this time, the Silver Fox's gaze also swept over the dozens of strips of wind-dried meat hanging above the canopy. Wang Wu, who had not yet died, was naturally among them. But whether they were dead or alive was unimportant. They were already prey of the Black Spider Clan and would die sooner or later, so there was no need to register them.

The entire stay lasted less than a minute before the Brown Giant Eagle carried the Silver Fox straight toward the next location.

Downstream from the creek, the Black Giant Eagle was also carrying a gray weasel and conducting the same registration. Dividing the population by land and registering every household—this was a great matter for the Demon Race.

As for the war Wang Wu had thought was about to erupt, it seemingly did not exist at all.

Because the Silver Fox would even greet that weasel from afar, with an attitude that was ninety percent friendly.