Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Assistance of the Tiny Poison Mist
"Xiaoyu!" Zhao Meng's anxious voice echoed...
Qin Yu had already noticed the poisonous bubble; however, she was locked in place by the Tibetan mastiff’s psychic force, unable to move a single step. If she were at her peak, she could have resisted, but she had exhausted too much energy to maximize her water abilities...
She sensed that the mastiff, too, had drained much of its power. Now, it was a matter of who could muster the final blow...
Yet, given the current situation, it seemed... she was about to lose...
Just as Qin Yu was on the verge of despair, a tiny toxic mist darted out of nowhere, swiftly absorbing the poisonous bubble into itself... Then it paused, hesitating somewhat, turned toward Qin Yu, rubbed against her, and transformed into a beam of light that merged into the dagger she held...
Seeing the little toxic mist appear, Qin Yu felt a surge of joy—she had nearly forgotten she still had it! She watched as the mist became a light and entered her dagger. She waved the blade, finding it lighter than before, its surface wrapped in a thin veil of mist, the edge shimmering with an eerie blue-green glow...
The Tibetan mastiff trembled with fear at the sight of the toxic mist, but with food so close, it could not relinquish its prize. Yet its venom was spent; it could only attack head-on...
Watching the mastiff leap toward her, Qin Yu’s lips curled into a slight smile. She raised her dagger and struck at its head...
This time, the dagger left no visible wound on the mastiff. The blade glided gently across its head... and the beast melted into a puddle of liquid...
In the center of the dark, glistening pool lay a black stone, glowing ominously, arresting the gaze...
Qin Yu exhaled deeply, relieved that it was finally over...
At that moment, the others, having exerted themselves to the limit, managed to defeat the remaining mutant dogs...
They collapsed onto the ground, savoring the feeling of surviving such a calamity. They realized how narrow their vision had been; the world held not only mutated zombies, but also mutated animals—and perhaps mutated plants, too... They could not have guessed that one day they would encounter powerful mutant plants, though those encounters would be less perilous than this, and even tinged with comedy...
Despite her exhaustion, Qin Yu tucked the black stone into her spatial pocket, wary of further complications...
She stroked the dagger and murmured, "Thank you." The blade seemed to respond, trembling slightly in her hand. Qin Yu guessed that the dagger and the toxic mist had fused into one, which would explain the mist’s moment of hesitation—it was, after all, a creature that cherished its freedom...
Within the space inside the dagger, two little children stood...
"Our master thanked me! Hmph... I am indeed the greatest!" A naked little boy said, his tone proud, as he faced the little girl before him...
The girl wore her hair in two braids, dressed in a tiny apron, cheeks rosy and tender—she looked so sweet one could almost bite her...
"Hmph! She wasn’t thanking you, you dummy! She was thanking me! Dummy!"
"You’re the dummy! Your whole family are dummies! I’m the greatest—don’t make me poison you, hmph!" The boy retorted, puffed up with pride...
The girl’s lips quivered at his words, and tears began to well in her eyes...
The boy saw this and immediately softened, "Don’t cry, you’re not a dummy~ Neither of us are dummies~ We’re both awesome~ Awesome~"
Hearing that, the girl smiled... Though secretly, she thought: When I get stronger, I’ll give him a good beating—hmph!
She didn’t want to admit it, but right now she really couldn’t beat him... All she hoped was that their master would quickly find what she needed~
Yet, the girl had no idea that her master didn’t even know what it was she wanted...