He seized a trace of the Giant Alligator's aura and forcibly stitched it into the Robe of a Hundred Virtues. Because of Earth Uncle, the process was slow.
Xu Feng took his time.
He thought that was only right.
If the Giant Alligator was also Earth Qi, he had high hopes for what stitching it into his robe might achieve.
Earth Qi had always been slow to stitch, unlike the dragon-head miasma and dragon-body miasma.
The last Earth Qi had turned his robe into armor, far exceeding his expectations.
Even if this Giant Alligator's Earth Qi was only a third as potent as the Earth Qi of Lost-Trace Forest, it would still be well worth it.
But from what he could tell so far, the Giant Alligator's Earth Qi behind this collapse was nowhere near enough to satisfy him.
It fell far short of what he had imagined.
Even stitching all of it into the robe would not complete a single pattern.
So this major collapse wasn't entirely this thing's doing. If it was the natural disaster, then someone may have played a part in it too.
Xu Feng also knew one thing.
The place where the Giant Alligator's head had been severed was not here, but in the collapse zone of the older district—a danger zone.
No one lived there now. Warning signs still barred entry. Before his last trip into the game, Xu Feng had gone to investigate it once.
He had felt a chill down his spine before he even got past the outskirts, and returned empty-handed.
He had known when to back off.
Now, with an assistant, Xu Feng was no longer afraid. He intended to see for himself what Grandpa Earth was really like.
From the place where Grandpa Earth had died all those years