After finishing his upgrade, it was time to lie low again. But this time, under cover of night, Wang Wu crawled out of the rock crevice and climbed onto a three-meter-high cliff, crouching behind a protruding rock.
Once three seconds had passed, he swiftly entered Level 8 Passive Stealth.
Now that the level of this Stealth Talent had increased, even without particularly obvious cover around him—even if there was only a single rock—he could maintain an excellent concealment effect.
He had observed it himself. The gray-gold fur on his body was truly miraculous, able to transition between several color ranges, like some kind of color-range social butterfly.
Worthy of Perfect Mimicry!
Time passed bit by bit. Dawn broke in the east, daylight brightened, and the entire valley came into view. Wang Wu gazed greedily into the distance. His eyesight was pretty damn impressive now; as long as his view was unobstructed, he could clearly make out the specific characteristics of wild grass within three hundred meters.
Of course, he was not so bored that he insisted on counting blades of grass for fun. He was looking for several kinds of poisonous weeds.
These were unexpected gains from last autumn, when he had activated Divine Farmer Tastes a Hundred Herbs in order to stockpile food for the winter.
He had even farmed 7 points of Plant Toxin Resistance from it.
In short, this was probably the negative resistance most suitable for him at present, and the easiest one to farm.
Over the past few days, he had occasionally come up to high places to look out, just to see whether these weeds had started growing yet.
As time passed and sunlight rose, Golden Particles descended from the sky. Blocked by that obscure great net, most of them were stripped away. Upon