Standing outside Mist Forest, Green considered how to deal with the insects.
In the Wizarding World, they would have posed no problem. The Black Wizards had developed all manner of dangerous creations that could wipe them out quickly.
High-Risk Radiation Beasts, High-Concentration Contaminants, Mass-Radiation Devices, High-Risk Invasive Plants—any one of them could have made short work of the insects.
But Green's current body could barely reach the standard of a First-Level Wizard, if that.
Its physical constitution was too weak to meet even the minimum standard. Whenever he cast a spell, he had to consider the damage its radiation might do to him.
If he used such spells carelessly, his body might give out before the insects did.
"When I used a treant body in the forest, I didn't encounter any resistance! Could I..."
After pacing outside Mist Forest and mulling it over for some time, Green suddenly thought of a way.
From his earlier experience, Mist Forest clearly did not target plants. In his treant body, Green had met no resistance at all! He only had to avoid making too much noise.
With a plan in mind, Green turned and walked toward a nearby thicket.
Beside the bushes, he snapped off a branch. Green light spread from his hand, and the branch in his grasp began to change shape rapidly.
First it melted into a mass of brown liquid. Then it slowly coated Green's skin, forming a wooden glove around his right hand.
The green light faded, and the wooden glove hardened completely.
Turning back to the mist, Green thrust his gloved right hand inside without hesitation.
Under the Chip's Microscopic Vision, it was just as he had expected. Faced with the wooden material, the white spherical insects showed no sign of activity. They might as well have been