Subdue Begins

"They're moving faster than I expected!" Snake Pupil yawned as she stood in front of the sewer inspection entrance. Today, the snake wrapped around her wrist wasn't the small green snake with a broken tail from last time, but a small snake with a faint gray hue. In her hand, she also carried a rather large suitcase.

Compared to Snake Pupil, the detective looked much more energetic, but the bluish marks on his forehead were enough to prove that the burden of using that Phantom Object was still taking effect.

"The world's Phantom Object have a strong element of elemental resistance. I wonder if this powerful figure has obtained the ability to craft elemental equipment or Phantom Object, or if they simply used elemental mythology to package this Dream World."

Although Feng Xue was curious, she did not intend to delve into this matter.

From a certain perspective, the Kero system and the Supernatural Tale System are two very contradictory systems. The Supernatural Tale System needs to be recognized in order to become powerful, while the Kero system will bring terrible consequences once it is recognized.

Even though it is science fiction at its core, that Cannot Be Named cognition still has a natural incompatibility with the Supernatural Tale System.

However, this big shot used this the Unknowable yet unavoidable characteristic to construct such a complete inheritance system. Feng Xue admired him greatly, but had no desire to touch those things.

Not at least not until he grows up.

What was that saying again?

I am not yet grown up; when I am grown up, things will change.

Uh, wait a minute, this seems to be a flag...

Feng Xue shook his head, no longer thinking about these potentially troublesome issues. His current development path was fine; there was no need to blindly copy others just because they were doing well.

"Let's begin." The other four were obviously unaware of what Feng Xue was thinking. As Needle Stab spoke, Snake Pupil placed the suitcase on the ground. As the suitcase was opened, a large swarm of twisted and coiled snakes rushed out of it. Each one was only the length of a palm, and they were brightly colored, looking particularly eerie.

As the Snake Pupil issued a command through the "Cat's Eye," the previously chaotic snakes immediately became orderly, like well-trained soldiers, and surged into the sewer through the maintenance entrance.

Whether it was because the scope was too large or because the previous side effects hadn't subsided, the detective didn't offer to help with mental positioning this time, and Snake Pupil didn't mention it either. Instead, he stared intently at his "Cat's Eye" with his eyes. With her keen senses, Feng Xue could clearly feel that as time went by, Snake Pupil's breathing rate began to change, and fine beads of sweat began to appear on his body. It wasn't because of fatigue, but rather more like he was aroused.

"Is this a side effect of this Phantom Object?" Feng Xue recalled the Phantom Object's description, and his lips twitched involuntarily. If this were reality, he'd probably have an extra bag of salt in his hand right now, wouldn't he?

As time passed, the small gray snake disappeared from Snake Pupil's wrist, and her condition improved slightly. Feng Xue didn't think too much about what this meant; she simply waited quietly for what would happen next.

He already had a simple plan for this world, and now he just needed to kill this thing lurking in the sewers so he could begin.

Yes, it's like a player who gets a perfect hand and goes second, waiting for the opponent to flood the board first.

"Pah! Why are you setting so many goals today?"

Feng Xue was somewhat dissatisfied with his state of mind today, and he couldn't help but suspect that the two previous dreams of death had had a negative impact on his mental state.

"After waking up, I'll go back to the Tower of Babel to cleanse myself of the negative effects. Hmm, I wonder if the tower's facilities can remove this kind of Mental Pollution... If not, I'll ask those gods for help. They're all powerful figures, they can't be helpless against Mental Pollution, can they?"

While Feng Xue was internally churning with emotion, Snake Pupil suddenly stood up. A small gray snake slipped from her skirt, but she completely ignored it, staring blankly into the distance with unfocused eyes, and said:

"A large number of offspring are preying on various creatures in the sewers. It seems they urgently need meat to grow or reproduce. I've sent the snakes back; some offspring should chase after them."

"Learn!"

Qing Jin nodded, and as the Phantom Object was activated, blue cold flames rose in his hand.

Needle Stab waved his hand to signal him not to rush, then used his hand, clad in a thick Phantom Object glove, to forcefully twist the quiver tied to his waist, pulling out a long, grayish-green needle that shimmered with a metallic luster. He inserted the needle into the special crossbow in his left arm, then said to Qing Jin:

"Is it possible to light a fire in front of the crossbow bolt?"

"No problem." Although it was their first collaboration, Qing Jin immediately understood what Needle Stab meant. A small fireball rose in front of him. Needle Stab a deep breath, carefully pressed the trigger, and arched his wrist, seemingly to avoid being grazed by the crossbow bolt.

These delicate little movements were performed with remarkable fluidity during the Needle Stab. However, no one had time to appreciate this fluidity, because the sound of scales rubbing together was already emanating from the sewer inspection port!

Numerous small snakes surged forth like a carpet, their Snake Pupil seeming to count something silently, until a wave of pale green snakes emerged, at which point she suddenly spoke:

"Those behind don't need to wait!"

"Understood!" Without the slightest hesitation, Needle Stab pressed the trigger, and the gray-green thorns, propelled by the crossbow, pierced through the blue flames.

While theoretically this shouldn't be enough to ignite the arrow, Phantom Object often don't conform to the laws of physics, not to mention, this is a dream.

A thorn enveloped in a faint blue light shot into the sewer access port. The Needle Stab seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, taking two steps back, and said:

"Step back, hold your breath, and breathe again when the green smoke stops."

No one was foolish enough to ask, "Where is the green smoke?" Everyone held their breath and waited. Soon, a grayish-green smoke slowly drifted out of the sewer inspection port, accompanied by a mournful hiss.

The grayish-green smoke lasted only a dozen seconds before disappearing, but the hissing from the sewers continued.

The agonizing screams, as if someone were being circumcised without anesthesia, sent chills down one's spine, while the occasional monster bursting out of the maintenance hatch were even more terrifying.

The monsters that looked like they were made of minced meat were already disgusting enough, but now they seemed to have undergone inhumane Victoria- style dark cooking. The charred minced meat cracked and oozed grayish-green pus, and the nauseating sour smell mixed with the pungent smell of smoked meat made even Feng Xue, with her strong willpower, feel like vomiting up her dinner from the night before.

Fortunately, these monsters that rushed out of the sewers didn't last long before collapsing completely, turning into grotesque clumps of meat that looked like raw meat left out in the open air for half a month in the sweltering summer heat.

Except there were no maggots crawling around.