roccoschili Chapter 600 Natural Disaster Mode
Chapter 600 Natural Disaster Mode
The sound of machinery echoed in the sky.
"Time's up."
Everyone paused, looking at the new look of their territory, touching their pockets full of rubies, some nervous, some excited, awaiting their judgment.
"Congratulations! In this round, two of our teams achieved a 'Complete Success' rating and have entered 'Smooth Sailing' mode!"
As the voice rang out, the barriers surrounding Qin Youyou's team and the archaeology team lit up and turned green.
"Eight teams received a 'remarkable' rating, entering a 'four distinct seasons' phase!"
The barrier surrounding the eight teams, including Hua Xiange's team, the Lan brothers' team, Xuanming and Qin Fu's team, turned blue.
Sixteen teams received a "mediocre" rating, entering a "guaranteed success regardless of circumstances" phase!
The vast majority of teams belong to this category, and the barrier they are in turns yellow.
Looking at the fields that had been turned upside down, they all breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, no punishment was the best outcome.
Three teams have received a "Terrible" rating and have entered "Non-stop Natural Disasters" mode!
The barrier surrounding the three teams shone with a dazzling red light.
"Oh my god, I knew we'd be the worst. With all these natural disasters, what are we going to do?"
"God, save us! We came here to explore with all our hearts, and we don't want to come away empty-handed!"
Bagayalu and the three Star Clan members remained silent, staring at the blindingly red barrier around them, feeling as if they had swallowed excrement.
There were too few seeds, so they were only allocated a small plot of land, and there were fewer field mice in the plot than others, so they received fewer rubies.
They offended the rogue cultivators, so they had no farming tools. Without farming tools, they had to cultivate the land by hand, which slowed them down considerably. One mistake led to another, and they ended up in this situation because of a series of wrong steps.
"Adults... what should we do?" Bagaya held up his bloodied hand, which was covered in blood from when he had fallen, and breathed heavily on it.
The three Star Clan members' eyes flickered. Ever since they entered the ruins, nothing had gone smoothly for them. They all suspected that they were being targeted by the entity behind the ruins.
Logically speaking, once Star Clan dons their hybrid skin, even gods wouldn't be able to discern their true forms.
The skin on their bodies was all skinned alive from mixed-race individuals, and the mixed-race aura was so strong that unless a god also mastered the energy of stars, it would be impossible for him to recognize them!
The three Star Clan members couldn't figure out where the problem lay.
Moreover, if they were truly recognized, why didn't the gods simply kill them? Why are they toying with them like cats and mice? What is their motivation?
If they couldn't figure it out, they stopped thinking about it. They gritted their teeth and said, "Heh, it's alright. Once the exploration is over, everything those people got will fall into our hands."
They can't do anything to other teams in these ruins. Once they've survived and left the ruins, how long can those people be so smug?
"That's right, let them win, the more the better. In the end, the fruits of victory can only be ours."
Hearing the three Star Clan members' confident words, Baga Yalu felt relieved.
That makes sense. What does a temporary victory matter?
The final winner is the true winner!
The moonlight shines on the earth, but the climate varies in different realms.
Within the barrier where Qin Youyou's team was located, the temperature and humidity had reached a perfect value. Under the clear moonlight, the tender seedlings quickly sprouted from the ground and grew to the height of a finger in just a few hours, swaying gracefully.
A light drizzle began to fall in the fields where Hua Xiange and her team were working, and in the latter half of the night, tiny sprouts began to emerge from the ground.
In the ranks where there was neither punishment nor reward, as the moon set and the sun rose, the soil on the ground was finally pushed aside a little.
In the fields of Bagayalu and the Star Clan, the ground had hardened overnight, and not a trace of green could be seen.
They didn't care, they didn't care, they'd just take it anyway.
But soon, they realized what the "constant natural disasters" pattern meant.
Dryness was the first thing to come. As the sun rose, the climate within the barrier became hot, and the Star Clan felt their hybrid skin begin to slowly dehydrate.
They, who were originally handsome, looked much more haggard in just one morning. Their skin lost its elasticity and even developed faint wrinkles.
"This is bad. If this continues, we'll be exposed sooner or later..." Their expressions were grave. They tried to use their mental energy to capture moisture in the air to nourish their skin, but the moisture in the air was also evaporated. There was no moisture available within the entire barrier.
The ground slowly grew hot, their feet felt burning, and they lost moisture from their bodies even faster.
What's even worse is that the rogue farmer in their territory somehow got hold of half a watermelon, and while eating it, he rolled his eyes at them, infuriating the three Star Clan members.
What's even more infuriating is that, despite being in the same "constant natural disasters" mode, the other two teams weren't as badly off as them because the rogue farmers in their area had high favorability with them and shared watermelons with them.
Only their group, despite pleading with the rogue farmer, didn't even get half a watermelon rind.
It's so hot, I feel like crying.
But tears are water, very precious, and it would be a huge loss to cry them out.
He was on the verge of tears, and a trace of regret finally arose in his heart. He kept asking himself in his mind, "Was my decision back then really wrong?"
Was it really a mistake to follow the omnipotent Star Clan leaders? If I hadn't harbored any ill will towards Ying Linlin, if I had clung to Ying Linlin's coattails, I might be in Mu Feigun's group right now, how glorious that would be!
With a mournful face, he mustered his courage and asked, "Sirs, aren't you all incredibly powerful?"
Why not reveal a bit of divine power and turn the rotten into the miraculous?
Sensing Bagayal's skepticism, the Star Clan member flew into a rage: "You idiot! This is the ruins of the Creator! Do you know how high the Creator's status is?!"
Not to mention the Creator, even the two gods who were fighting again not far away were of such high status that they could not look directly at them.
Baga Yalu trembled at the shout and quickly lowered his head: "It was my slip of the tongue."
But in his heart, he couldn't help but think that adults weren't as powerful as he had imagined... Perhaps, he was really wrong.
The three Star Clan members slowly fixed their gazes on Baga Yalu.
Fresh human beings have abundant blood flowing in their veins.
“You’ve reminded us,” a StarClan member chuckled, slowly approaching Bagayal. “We are indeed incredibly powerful.”
No one knows more about taking human souls, lives, and blood than they do.
The hand suddenly grabbed Baga Yalu's neck, and purple fingernails emerged from the mixed-race skin, digging into Baga Yalu's skin.
Blood, rich in moisture, rushed into the Star Clan's body, making him feel refreshed and quickly filling his shriveled skin.
Baga Yalu stared wide-eyed, making a "hoarse" sound in his throat as he tried to struggle, but the Star Clan easily subdued him, rendering him completely immobile.
The other two Star Clan members laughed and joined the queue.
"Don't kill him, he's our only source of water."
"know."
After the three Star Clan members had drunk their fill of blood, they threw the tattered bag-like Baga Yaru onto the ground.
He blew another breath of Star Clan energy onto him, keeping him alive and allowing him to slowly recover and continue producing blood.
Baga Yalu lay on the scorching ground, clutching his neck, which had stopped bleeding. In his eyes, the three Star Clan members were filled with nothing but the fear of seeing a monster.