Oh No, a Soul Ring Appeared, I Need to Drop My Bag

After regaining control of his body, Zhang Yang stretched his limbs and glanced at the personal terminal on his left arm.

He tapped the terminal and located the map within.

The map indicated that the extraction point was to his northwest, with a small river stretching between his current position and the destination.

His first step, therefore, was to find that river.

Having confirmed his primary objective, Zhang Yang continued to study the map.

Scattered across the map were several red beast-claw icons, each surrounded by a red perimeter line indicating a danger zone.

Zhang Yang tapped a red claw icon, and information immediately popped up: "Long-Tusked Boar, 10 years."

He tapped another: "Nether Wolf, 10 years."

He tapped a third: "Soft Bone Rabbit, 10 years."

Furthermore, distinct from the red claw icons, Zhang Yang noticed a green plant-shaped icon that hadn't appeared in the game.

He tapped it, and the information appeared: "Crescent Moon Herb."

Additionally, there was another icon on the map: a golden treasure chest.

Zhang Yang tapped this icon, and the information displayed: "A pair of silver (Gold), Gold Soul Coin (Purple), Silver Soul Coin (Green), Copper Soul Coin (White)."

It seemed to be a high-tier loot container, similar to the large safes.

Not even a red one? Zhang Yang frowned.

Large safes in the Delta would also display potential loot, and they usually contained top-tier collectibles like the Heart of Africa worth millions, though players usually ended up with only two pirate gold coins, a difference in value of over a hundredfold.

Seeing that the expected loot only contained a single gold item, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed.

He hoped he wouldn't end up with nothing but "blue skies and white clouds" by the time he actually collected it.

With this thought, Zhang Yang closed his terminal, locked onto his direction, and began trotting along on his short legs toward the golden treasure chest icon.

The Silent Forest lived up to its name as an untouched region; countless trees, thick enough for dozens of people to embrace, grew wantonly, while the ground beneath was covered in nearly a foot of decaying branches and leaves, feeling soft and spongy underfoot.

Specks of light filtered through the gaps in the canopy, providing the shrubs and vines struggling for sunlight with the energy to survive.

Green moss clung to the trunks of trees that never saw direct sunlight, wrapping their rough bark in a soft, velvet-like texture.

Zhang Yang held his Lord M14, carefully exploring the forest.

"Hiss~"

Hearing the faint, lingering hiss, Zhang Yang paused and looked up at a branch more than ten meters above the ground.

Coiled on that branch was a green snake about the thickness of Zhang Yang's forearm.

Seeing the health bar floating above the snake's head, the personal terminal on Zhang Yang's arm vibrated at the perfect moment.

"Green Tree Python, non-venomous, will not actively attack creatures larger than itself. Distinct raised scales run along the center of its back; one can usually judge its age by the color of these ridges."

"White indicates it is over ten years old but under a hundred. This entirely green variety is less than five years old."

Zhang Yang quickly read the information on his terminal, his mind clear.

Fortunately, with the help of his cheat, he wasn't exactly helpless in this forest.

Seeing that the Green Tree Python wouldn't attack him, Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, carefully skirted around the tree, and continued forward.

Zhang Yang hated snakes; even if it was a non-venomous python, he didn't want to get into a conflict with it.

Moving past the Green Tree Python, Zhang Yang soon discovered another soul beast.

It was an unremarkable bamboo stalk, about 10 meters tall, with a trunk the thickness of an adult's arm.

Even without looking at the red health bar above it, Zhang Yang noticed something wrong immediately.

It was too abrupt—a lone bamboo stalk growing in the middle of several large trees. If there wasn't something fishy about this, Zhang Yang would eat a rock.

"Lone Bamboo, a widely distributed plant-type soul beast. Its attack method is to condense soul power for a shockwave. Low attack power, but decent defense."

"10 meters tall, representing 10 years of soul power."

His gaze swept rapidly around, and seeing no second health bar in the vicinity, a wicked smile appeared on Zhang Yang's baby-faced features.

After all, this was his only beginner tutorial in this life; it wouldn't be right to finish without a single kill.

So, sweetheart, you're the one.

With a mischievous grin, Zhang Yang raised Lord M14 and aimed at the Lone Bamboo.

Seemingly sensing the threat, the Lone Bamboo's body emitted a white ripple of soul power, as if warning Zhang Yang that it wasn't to be trifled with.

"Oh, you're not convinced? Go tell that to my Lord M14!" Zhang Yang squinted, lining up his sights with the Lone Bamboo, which was about the thickness of an adult's arm in the distance.

"Hum."

Refusing to sit and wait for destruction, the white soul power around the Lone Bamboo erupted, attempting to resist Zhang Yang's attack.

But as Zhang Yang squeezed the trigger, a sharp burst of soul power shot out from the muzzle of the M14.

"Bang!"

"Crack!"

The gunshot rang out; Zhang Yang, firing for the first time, was jolted by the recoil, while in the distance, Lone Bamboo exploded in a far more gruesome fashion.

The next moment, a square wooden box appeared at the feet of Lone Bamboo.

And the body of Lone Bamboo, like a phantom, slowly faded into nothingness.

Even a plant-type spirit beast with tenacious vitality could not withstand a single shot from Lord M14.

No wonder everyone said that Lord M14 was simply too authoritative.

However, Zhang Yang curiously turned Lord M14 over in his hands, examining it repeatedly.

The gunshot had not been as loud as he imagined, and the recoil had not been as jarring as he expected.

The sound of the M14 just now was roughly equivalent to the popping of a balloon, or about 90 decibels.

And what was the decibel level of a normal gunshot?

Over 140 decibels.

The gap between the two was quite significant.

Could it be that this had something to do with the gun being a martial soul, and the bullets being converted from spirit power?

Regardless, the reduction in gunshot noise and recoil was certainly good news for Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang let out a long breath, the M14 vanished from his hand, and he reached out to open the box of Lone Bamboo.

The next moment, a 4*4 search interface appeared before Zhang Yang's eyes.

Three individual slots showed dark silhouettes, and a small magnifying glass moved back and forth over the first slot.

"Ding."

White, bamboo scrub brush, value 1368.

"Ding."

Green, purified water, value 2052.

The first two items were retrieved extremely quickly, refreshing in the blink of an eye.

Only the third slot had the magnifying glass spin for three full circles before finally flashing with a hint of blue.

"10-year spirit ring (*1), value 1."

"Huh?"

Zhang Yang stared at the white spirit ring that had finally refreshed in disbelief. "No way, brother, you spun three times just to come up with this?"

Zhang Yang scratched his head and clicked on the description of this 10-year spirit ring.

Zhang Yang refused to believe it; a mere white 10-year spirit ring, the trashiest thing in the Douluo World, something even a level ten spirit master wouldn't bother with, actually required three full spins?

The system description popped up, and the moment Zhang Yang glanced at it, his eyes widened even further.

"Holy crap!"

Zhang Yang stared at the description in disbelief.

"10-year spirit ring, proof of a spirit beast's arduous overnight cultivation, can be used to increase a spirit master's spirit ring age."

Increase spirit ring age?

Holy crap.

Oh no, brother, I need to drop my loot and retreat.