The moment Zhang Fan stepped onto the soil of Popocar Star, he felt refreshed and clearheaded. The colors around him seemed especially vivid, lending everything a dreamlike quality.
The ground was unlike that of the planets he had visited before. It felt soft underfoot, yet the Insect Race's spikes and sharp claws could not easily pierce it. It was as strange as jelly.
Curious, Zhang Fan asked Boss Jin, "What is this ground made of?"
Boss Jin immediately smiled. "This is godo mud. Quite a few planets in the universe have this kind of soil. It has a special property: the harder you hit it, the harder it becomes. It's a good defensive material, but it's difficult to mine, and it doesn't perform as well as various alloys, so not many people use it."
Zhang Fan said nothing more, but Nexis made a mental note of this soil called godo mud.
Noya suddenly spread her wings and hovered in the air. "This place feels disgusting, all soft and squishy. I'd rather fly."
Zhang Fan ignored her and turned to Weasel, who stood less than a meter tall, with a flat body, a round head, and barbs all over. "When you go into the arena later, play it safe. Don't..."
"Well, well... who do we have here? Isn't this Boss Jin?"
Someone dressed much like Boss Jin suddenly appeared beside Zhang Fan. He had a crocodile's face and an enormous fin on his back. As he passed Zhang Fan, who towered more than half a body above him, he cast Weasel a disdainful glance.
He smiled contemptuously. "So these are the contestants Boss Jin brought? Not much to look at, are they?"
Boss Jin rolled his eyes at him. "You just won't stop haunting me, will you? Gegli, wasn't the lesson