Chapter 560 Join if you can't beat it

Sha Baowang maintains the habit of resting for four hours every day.

It doesn't actually need sleep.

The Mimic will remain motionless, using its own body as a trap to lure various humans or other life forms to approach.

Every Mimic is a natural hunter. They can stay still for days or months, waiting for their prey to lose their defenses and vigilance, and fall into the net step by step.

Greedy and curious openers will always try to touch the treasure chest and want to open it.

At this time, the Mimic will explode into trouble, swallow the prey into the box and lock it inside. No matter how hard the prey struggles, it will be difficult to escape until it agrees to all the demands of the monster.

Actually, treasure box monsters don't want many.

They like hunting and treasures. If the slaves in the box can pay enough chips, the monsters don't mind giving them back their freedom.

If it is a strong and invincible prey, the treasure chest will run away. Their natural speed allows them to escape danger and avoid falling prey to each other.

Treasure monsters are looking for targets every day, pretending to hunt, and then changing places to continue to lure their prey.

When disguised as treasure chests, they will convince themselves that they are an inanimate chest.

You must deceive yourself before you can deceive others. At this time, they will fall into a state of confusion and will not show the slightest abnormality.

"Why are you sleeping? Sleeping doesn't give a Mimic any boost."

Ice Mist Box persuaded Sha Baowang: "If you have that time to hunt, maybe you can already catch the prey."

It's about bringing people into their lives, trying to figure out what they think.

Sha Baowang explained: "It will be more and more difficult to catch people in the future just by traditional methods. I try to find their flaws and habits from their perspective and lifestyle."

A cloud of white mist rises from the chamber of the ice and fog box: "You have been thinking about it for so many years, what have you figured out?"

King Shabao was silent for a while: "People are greedy."

"With a seashell, they'll want a second, a third; with a treasure chest, they'll want to open it and keep it for themselves; sleep makes them feel good, and they'll sleep in a lot... people like it There's no end to it."

"Then have you figured out a new way to hunt people?"

"Not yet."

"Then remember to tell me when you think of it. I have to go hunting. Recently, many foreign tourists have come to the old city, which is a good opportunity to ambush."

Sha Baowang watched the ice fog box jump and jump, and got into a pile of ice.

The ice fog box shakes off some crushed ice, revealing a corner of the silver treasure box on the surface, pretending to be squeezed by the ice layer and brought into the world.

King Sha Bao was a little depressed.

It's not finished yet.

Traditional hunting has many disadvantages.

According to Shabaowang's survey, the hunting success rate of the 14 Pokmon that have been active for a long time around the old city has dropped from 20% two years ago to 8%. to 4%.

It is even more difficult to succeed in the places near the villages of Shacheng and Bailing tribes, because many people there have knowledge and experience, and the monsters no longer appear in the vicinity.

Ice Fog Box believes: "Then we should concentrate on hunting. More time and more hunting times can maintain the prey in the past."

Not at all.

It is that the Yao people have become more and more familiar with the monsters, but the monsters have not yet understood the Yao people enough.

Yes, there will be greed and luck - there will always be. However, under the continuous propaganda of the Yao people, the abilities and hunting methods of the monsters are no longer secrets.

In the past, the enemy was clear and we were dark, but now the enemy is dark and we are clear. The situation is very bad.

If it continues, it will be a matter of time before the monster becomes a prey.

King Shabao sighed.

Knowing this harsh situation does not seem to be of much use, it can only adopt the traditional method of staying at a spot, waiting for a predestined person to appear.

Today, there are many people coming and going in the border area between the country of fog and the desert, but they only point to King Sha Bao who is stuck in the sand.

"That's a treasure monster, right? I heard that in order to attract people, they often lie in various places like this, pretending that there are treasures in the box. It's really hard for a living."

"These are all outdated methods ten years ago, and it is not easy to be fooled."

"It's pitiful to see it, why don't we give it some seashells."

"The weather is so hot, the skin of the monsters will crack if they are exposed to the sun all the time, right? I heard that they are also made of flesh and blood."

Two young men came over, and they put down a clay pot filled with water not far from King Shabao, and dropped two seashells.

Wait for them to leave completely.

Sha Baowang shook the sand and jumped up.

Damn it!

How dare you look down on the treasure chest monster!

King Shabao really wanted to smash the kettle, but in the end, he put the clay pot and seashells into his box.

The situation is stronger than the people, and the hunting market is not good now, and it is a little bit to be able to collect a little.

Just as Sha Baowang was about to call it a day and find a place to sleep, a figure came towards here.

It immediately switches to chest form.

The comer was wrapped in a black robe. He stumbled in the desert, looking tired and weak. The strange thing is that his body is very soft, as if he has no bones.

He leaned over.

Chance!

coming!

King Sha Bao held his breath and concentrated.

The man in black sat next to the treasure chest, panting heavily.

Just when Sha Baowang was about to make a violent attack, the other party suddenly said: "You, are you a treasure box monster?"

Neither the accent of Shacheng, nor the people from the Yao country, his Yao nationality accent is very strong.

"I won't live long."

The other party said: "You eat me, I will give it to you, so at least it will not be wasted."

King Sha Bao couldn't handle this.

Should I eat now or not?

Eat it, it feels a bit bullying, bullying a terminally ill person is not in line with its style.

King Shabao has a lofty goal, which is to eventually become a box god, as the right-hand man of the supreme **** Yaoshen, and rank among the gods in the temple.

It knows it's hard.

But if the Pokmon is not ideal, what is the difference between it and a bad box?

King Sha Bao has always wanted to use his upright strength and superb skills to capture prey, show his ability and value, and finally be discovered by Lord Yao from the same group.

From the words of the begging man, King Shabao heard a kind of self-defeating and lifeless.

It reminds me that there are some Mimics.

King Sha Bao said, we have to find a way to change the status quo, and everyone can think of a way and come up with ideas for each other. They say, what good is that?

That's the tone.

King Sha Bao snorted coldly.

"The treasure box monster is not a trash can, if you want to kill yourself, change the place yourself."

The other party was stunned for a moment: "Didn't you say that the treasure box monster pretends to be a treasure chest just to eat people?"

Then the man felt sad: "Hey, even the treasure box monsters don't want to eat me... I am really a waste."

Wang Sha Bao originally wanted to scold a few words, but considering that the other party is already terminally ill, it's okay to think about it.

It said: "Life is not easy for any race, you have to stand up for yourself."

"But I'm going to die soon, my body is constantly dissolving."

The man in black sat on the ground, coughing up a big mouthful of blood on the ground.

It's called Blood Fang, it comes from the world of Blood Hill, and it's a young blood ancestor in Ice Lake City.

Blood Ancestor could transform into a Blood Demon through gene sequence activation potion, but Blood Fang failed. Not only did it fail to become a blood demon, but it fell into a state of extreme weakness.

Normal Gorefiends are huge in size, can condense and store a large amount of blood elements and blood, possess a strong physique and the top strength of the blood clan.

But Xueya's body is smaller than that of the blood ancestor in the past, and has become thinner and weaker.

It was hot and cold all over its body, and the blood in its body split into two strands. These two kinds of blood were like two spirally wound ropes, pulling each other crazily, causing Blood Fang to suffer and embarrass.

Xueya will keep trembling and coughing up blood, the blood in the body is getting less and less, and it is difficult for the body to stabilize into a human shape.

What's more frightening is that its blood will pollute and assimilate the blood and blood elements in the blood pool.

The blood demon and blood ancestor in Ice Lake City repeatedly checked its condition, and invited the most experienced vampire doctor of the Yao nationality to treat it.

Everyone's final conclusion is that this is a kind of blood poisoning that has never been seen before, which will cause pollution to the blood pool and even the blood lake, and there is no cure.

Between permanent imprisonment and leaving, Xue Fang chose the latter, and came all the way to Shacheng, preparing to end his life in the old city, where the glaciers are a paradise of toxins.

It got worse and worse along the way, becoming groggy. Barely coming to the edge of the country of fog, Blood Fang has tried his best and may collapse at any time now.

After hearing the situation of Blood Fang, King Sha Bao didn't dare to move.

This guy is a blood poisoned body, if he eats it, will he also have problems? Although the treasure box monster is a special life, it also has blood.

"Eat me, help me, it hurts, it hurts, just help me die early. I can't tolerate myself dying without any value, it's too wasteful, at least let me fill your stomach!"

Speaking of Blood Fang, he began to lift the lid of the box, trying to get in.

"Slow down, wait a minute, calm down!"

Blood Fang is bleeding all over.

King Sha Bao broke into a cold sweat.

It already felt something bad, and its body seemed to be becoming stiff, hot and cold, and shaking all the time.

Xueya coughed up another mouthful of blood on the treasure chest.

At the critical moment of life and death, King Sha Bao suddenly thought of a way.

"I can save you!"

"How can it be"

"some!"

King Sha Bao tried his best to stabilize the frantic blood teeth: "Just go in and freeze you with ice, and you can delay death! This has been proven to be effective! On the ice field of the country of fog, there are people who are completely frozen life, and finally melted the ice and found that he was still alive!"

"The blood clan has tenacious vitality, and it will definitely be useful there!"

"This can also delay death until the doctors find a way to treat you! This method is definitely useful!"

Bloodfang was stunned, it thought for a while.

"You just don't want to eat me, do you?"

"...I just think, no need, you still have hope of living."

"You're such a nice guy."

Xueya said gratefully: "I will never forget you. If I can survive, I will definitely repay you. But now I can't walk, can you take me there?"

King Sha Bao hurriedly nodded.

The targets of Mimics are normal prey, poisonous lunatics, and no one wants to provoke them.

Thus, King Shabao carried the blood teeth all the way into the country of fog. However, before entering the country of fog, the blood fangs completely melted and turned into clots of blood that seeped into the treasure chest.

These blood clots become connected blood crystals at low temperature.

King Shabao wants to cry but has no tears.

If you want to die, you have to stay here before you die, it's just such a short distance...

King Shabao returned to the hot desert, trying to clean out the blood teeth in his box. However, those viscous blood and blood elements recovered a little bit, and then penetrated into the box, scaring the treasure box monster all the way back to the cold country of fog.

It had no other way, and came all the way to the Inexhaustible Spring.

Here is a knight under the command of a god.

Since the kingdom of fog was opened, he has been standing here. The blood knight watched the awakening of the Nibelungen clan, watched the birth of the three brothers of the frost giant, and silently watched over this strange country.

King Shabao prayed in front of the knight standing with his sword: "Honorable Lord Blood Knight, I, King Shabao, the treasure chest monster, please guide me. I was infiltrated into the box by a blood ancestor suffering from blood poison... "

"Please tell me what should I do."

The blood knight remained motionless, and an emotionless voice came from inside the armor.

"die."

King Sha Bao was full of despair.

"No."

King Shabao survived from despair.

Master Apostle is also true, split a sentence into two paragraphs.

It said respectfully again: "Master Blood Knight, I have always been a loyal follower of God Yao, but now I find that the treasure monsters are in trouble. I can't find a way, can you show us a way."

The blood knight said: "If you can't beat it, join in."

King Sha Bao found it difficult to accept.

But after he calmed down, he thought about it carefully and found that this is not a method.

Two days later, a treasure chest monster appeared in the old city. It does not lie motionless and camouflage ancient treasure chests like other Mimics, but actively jumps around on the road.

A flag is erected on the treasure chest.

Banner reads.

Put in 10 seashells to open the box once, and you can take any treasure inside! Clear the inventory, come early and get it early, while supplies last!

A large number of people came uninvited, and even queued up to it, waiting to be deceived by it one by one.

King Shabao rose to fame.

(end of this chapter)