Zuo Xiaoduo was utterly frustrated. Two rings in succession had been intercepted ten meters away, both stuck so tantalizingly close, right before his eyes, yet beyond his grasp. The feeling set his heart on fire. It was maddening!
He wanted to leave, to get far away from this place of heartbreak, but he could not bear to.
With such a fine opportunity, a fortune before him, and golden winds stirring, how could he leave?!
The centipede had only severed the thread. After two consecutive times, it had clearly discovered him, yet it had made no further move.
Clearly, he posed no threat to it, and it did not want to bother with him any further.
But what did this mean?
Was it toying with him?!
Zuo Xiaoduo frowned and pondered for a long while. In the end, unable to suppress his greed, he decided to try again. One last time.
Another silk thread... crept out little by little.
For his third target, he deliberately chose a very conspicuous, glittering Space Ring.
The thread hooked it.
He dragged it back...
Whoosh...
Whoosh, whoosh...
Closer!
Only a few steps left!
Only twelve meters away now. He stopped.
Hmm, no movement!
So he kept dragging. Nine meters, eight meters... got it!
This time, the centipede actually ignored the third ring entirely, letting Zuo Xiaoduo get it without a hitch.
Could this centipede... have stopped caring? Zuo Xiaoduo muttered inwardly.
Since hope had returned, he would keep trying. The fourth...
Hook it, drag... whoosh... got it!
The fifth, got it!
The sixth... closer, closer still... only ten meters left...
Snap!
The thread broke!
This left Zuo Xiaoduo so miserable that he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
If he had never succeeded before, that would have proved that the Centipede King was extremely