Global Erosion: Non-Human Claims to Be My Mr.

There are countless stalls of all kinds.

Selling props, rare flowers and plants, and even slaves...

There was basically no repetition, and Qin Mo and the others' eyes were busy with pleasure.

The biggest gain of this trip was that the Black Mist merchant agreed to Xu Xiaolou's invitation.

The only urgent thing left is to quickly improve the market in the Novice Town.

The preliminary form of the market was ready, and Qin Mo spent the remaining mist crystals on him to buy a construction blueprint of the market.

【Name: Trading Market Building Drawings (Primary)】

[Trading Market Building Blueprints: Construction Blueprints Produced by Black Mist]

【Features: fast, convenient, beautiful...】

[Self-introduction: With the blueprint in hand, the world is mine]

[Evaluation: My beloved concubine, look, this is the business empire I have built for you! (My beloved concubine Qin!)]

Qin's favorite concubine herself: "......".

Looking at each other, Qin Mo half-closed his eyes and slightly opened his lips in the busy city:

"leave!".

It darkened before my eyes, and then my vision cleared up.

Qin Mo realized that he had left the black market and returned to the black fog.

His eyes moved slightly, and Qin Mo breathed a sigh of relief silently after confirming that Hua Chi and the others had not separated from him.

Da da......

Qin Mo glanced sideways when he heard the familiar voice.

Five mist gazelles were poking their heads out of the dense bushes, and the leader of the mist gazelles had something in his mouth.

Their eyes met in the air, and the branches of the bushes parted to the sides.

The leader of the Mist Gazelle led the things and walked towards Qin Mo gracefully.

After a while, the leader of the mist gazelles carefully opened his mouth in front of Qin Mo.

"For me?"

Qin Mo asked after looking at the broad and thick leaves of a plant on the ground.

The leader of the Mist Gazelles nodded and shook his head.

"For us?"

With a thought in his mind, Qin Mo spoke again.

The leader of the Mist Gazelles nodded, a gleam of light flashing in his eyes.

"Thanks!".

Qin Mo carefully held both ends of the broad leaf and protected it in his palms.

The center of the black leaves is filled with finger-sized red fruits.

The peel is faintly transparent, and there seems to be a strange halo flowing inside.

Not like ordinary fruit...

His eyes fixed, and Qin Mo's fingertips lightly touched the crystal clear fruit that looked like irregularly shaped pomegranate seeds.

【Name: Black Poppy】

[Black Poppy: A rare fruit produced by the Black Mist mutant fruit tree. Only the mysterious Black Mist elves can pick it.]

【Characteristics: clearing away heat; detoxifying; replenishing blood; strengthening the spirit...】

[Self-introduction: Every grain is fragrant and plump]

[Comment: A precious fruit from heaven, cheap for you and me (it tastes good, so eat more!)]

The taste is sweet and sour with a hint of floral aroma.

The unique combination of tastes intoxicated Qin Mo and others who tasted it for the first time.

"tasty!".

Xu Xiaolou praised openly and put a few bright red black poppies into his mouth.

Hua Chi used a wet handkerchief to carefully wipe the black blood between her fingers, and glanced at Xu Xiaolou when she heard the sound.

He frowned and slowly put the black poppy into his mouth.

After a moment, Hua Chi, feeling refreshed, let out a long sigh.

A handful of black poppies was divided equally among the four people, with each person having about ten in his hand.

Xiaowu and the little black snake Cangxuan are inseparable, each taking one of the snakes.

Hua Chi ate two or three and fed all the black poppy in his hand to the Overlord.

After Xu Xiaolou finished eating the fruit in his right hand, he raised the five fingers of his left hand and came to Qin Mo.

"Boss Qin!".

"This one has sesame seeds."

Due to the strong wind and sand and the unbearable heat, Zhima was transferred by Qin Mo to the space of the little moon.

within the space.

After a fight, the victorious Little Moon got three black poppies.

There were two in a day, and Zhima managed to save one by relying on his own talent.

Little Moon ate a black poppy, then sat alone with Mist Peach in her arms, nibbling on it.

Yong Zhou's concentration was not as strong as Xiao Yueliang's, and he couldn't help but sacrifice both black poppies to his internal organs, turning them into part of his own strength.

Sesame has a small body and smart eyes.

He protected Black Poppy with his claws and took a bite, breaking its skin.

The survival rule of the Shadow Clan is that the strong are respected.

but......

The Shadow Clan in Novice Town are slightly different.

Zhima got the share of black poppy that Xu Xiaolou had allocated, and he gave one to Xiaoyueliang and Yongzhou respectively, and then ate them happily one by one.

Little Moon stopped biting Mist Peach and accepted Sesame's offering with an expressionless face.

"Little guy".

"That's quite sensible!"

Yong Zhou's eyes swirled around the black poppy in his palm and he said with a playful smile.

According to the rules of the Shadow Clan, the weak Zhima should hand over all the black poppies to Little Moon and Yong Zhou.

Due to personal feelings...

Little Moon and Yong Zhou turned a blind eye and ignored Zhima's little action.

Zhima knew very well that Qin Mo and Xu Xiaolou were the key to his ability to retain most of the black poppy.

"Bye-Bye!".

"No need to send it."

"Thank you for the black poppy."

After walking for a distance, Qin Mo suddenly looked back.

Xu Xiaolou, who was at the end of the team, turned slightly and talked to the five mist gazelles with a smile.

Five Mist Gazelles: "......".

Qin Mo: “…”

Hua Chi showed an expression of disdain and quickly looked away.

The herd of mist gazelles was obviously not sending them off.

"Is there anything else?".

Qin Mo walked to the end of the team, half-knelt and asked.

The leader of the Mist Gazelles' eyes flashed, and he threw something decisively.

The broad leaves of black poppy...

Qin Mo and his companions looked at each other, unable to guess what the group of mist gazelles meant.

Qin Mo's eyes swept across the leader of the mist gazelles, and he looked at the several mist gazelles behind the leader of the mist gazelles.

Four mist gazelles of different sizes, each holding a wide leaf in their mouths that is curved upward at both ends like a boat.

This scene gave Qin Mo the illusion that humans were packing up their belongings and migrating on foot.

"You...you want to go with us?"

With doubt in his eyes, Qin Mo asked uncertainly.

Before he could finish his words, the leader of the Mist Gazelles nodded slowly.

In its mouth, there are also broad-leaf packed supplies.

what?

Why......

Could it be possible that by harvesting a few mist peaches and mist pears, you could harvest a group of mist gazelles known as black mist elves?

Qin Mo was puzzled and deeply shocked.

Click!

The leader of the Mist Gazelles kicked down hard, and the strong black broad leaves instantly broke into pieces.

Qin Mo came back to his senses instantly and said seriously:

"It's okay to follow us, but there is one thing..."

"You must be obedient."

"otherwise......".

The leader of the mist gazelles immediately retracted his legs and became obedient and lovely.

Only the broken black broad leaves on the ground reveal the true brutal face of the mist gazelle leader.

The corner of his mouth twitched imperceptibly, and Qin Mo stood up and returned to the head of the team.

ga-

"quack!".

For a moment, Xu Xiaolou seemed to see countless ducks surrounding him, quacking endlessly.

"Boss Qin!".

The sharp and loud alarm calls of the herd of mist gazelles and Xu Xiaolou's cry for help intertwined together, echoing in the sky for a long time.

Qin Mo: “…”

sand!

His left foot left a long sliding mark on the sand. Qin Mo's eyes were sharp and his sword shot out into the air like an eagle striking the sky.

rustle!

The black fog creature hiding in the yellow sand retreated in pain, and large amounts of yellow sand flew into the air.

Qin Mo took advantage of the victory and launched a series of fierce attacks like a storm, which made his opponent dazzled and roar in agony.

[Congratulations, you have successfully killed 1 Death Sandworm (head)]

Death Sandworm, also known as the Death Shooter.

The whole body is red and has a strange shape.

The facial features on its head are blurred, and it can spray venom up to two meters away.

The purpose is to kill people or black fog creatures from several meters away.

The yellow sand is different from when we came here, it is safe and peaceful.

Qin Mo and his companions encountered many attacks from death sandworms along the way.

Fortunately, the herd of mist gazelles will sound the alarm as soon as the death sandworms appear.

Qin Mo and his companions responded promptly and no one was injured.

Da da......

The herd of mist gazelles quickly calmed down after being comforted by their leader.

call!

Xu Xiaolou rubbed his ears and slowly exhaled the depressed breath.

The calls of the herd of mist gazelles are really unpleasant to listen to.

"quack!".

Ahhhh...

Again!

Boss Qin, help!

Xu Xiaolou covered his ears, looking desperate.

rustle......

The yellow sand rolled, and the blurry silhouette of the death sandworm flashed by.

Staring at his feet, Qin Mo's expression was solemn.

He felt that the death sandworms might launch a sneak attack from beneath their feet.

Whoosh!

Click!

The ice and snow bow appeared, and the snow instantly covered the yellow sand.

Qin Mo and his companions stood on the ice with the group of fog gazelles. The biting cold air relieved their restlessness.

"Click...Click!".

At the edge of the ice, there were countless spider webs and the sound of ice breaking could be heard one after another.

Qin Mo looked into the distance, his heart sinking.

His worries came true...

In the area ruled by the Death Sandworm, there are no other Black Mist creatures.

Not necessarily, there are no death sandworms of the same species.

Not far away, under the undulating yellow sand, there seemed to be more than one dead sandworm.

The group of mist gazelles huddled together, shivering.