The Disc Carapace from the King Iron-Helm Rat Flea last time could only be considered close to that of a Medium God. Strictly speaking, it did not qualify.
The most common criterion for a Medium God was a Disc Carapace bearing four triangular patterns.
In other words, at least two hundred points.
The King Iron-Helm Rat Flea's Disc Carapace was worth one hundred and eighty-five points, so calling it a Medium God was not too far off.
However, no one had ever seen a true Medium God's Disc Carapace-not just at Safe Zone Exit No. 38324, but anywhere in the entire 141st City.
Everyone stared at Qin Siyang in shock.
If hunting Long-legged Worms and Iron-Helm Rat Fleas involved a certain amount of luck, then killing a Medium God undoubtedly depended on strength.
With this single Disc Carapace, Qin Siyang had firmly established himself in a different league from these bottom-rung god hunters at the edge of the Safe Zone.
He stood head and shoulders above them.
Holding the Disc Carapace, the Inspector stammered, "D-did you hunt this one as a Solo Team too?"
Qin Siyang's mouth drooped as he shook his head, his face full of regret. "No, he and I killed it together. But I killed those lizardfish myself."
"Oh, all right. Then I'll calculate your points for the lizardfish first."
Qin Siyang took a look. There had not been many lizardfish in the Ghost-Faced Heron's stomach-fewer than a hundred in total.
Still, at five points each, they made for a considerable reward.
"Sixty-three lizardfish Disc Carapaces, for a total of three hundred and fifteen points. Since you hunted them as a Solo Team, your points are doubled to six hundred and thirty."
Qin Siyang nodded.
"Next, I'll need to administer a lie test and a Memory Continuity