Chapter 275

"As for the Black Spirit Fruit, plant it over by the Titan Puppet."

"In that case, there is no problem." Yuffie immediately nodded and agreed.

Then Chen Ang inquired about the life mineral vein.

Yuffie said, "My God, I have already sent people to mine the life mineral vein, but in order to ensure the good condition of the life mineral vein, we can only mine two hundred catties at most every month."

One had to say.

This number was pitifully small.

Especially for Chen Ang, who wanted to repair the Titan Puppet.

But there was no other way.

Under the condition of ensuring a good environment, however much the life mineral vein is mined, that much will naturally be born.

As long as the life force within it does not dissipate, it will naturally circulate and be born.

If it is mined recklessly, it will cause the life force within to dissipate.

Between the trade-offs, Chen Ang naturally had to make the correct choice.

Sighing, Chen Ang asked, "Then has the life mineral vein mined today been sent to the Titan Puppet?"

"Yes, my God, it has already been sent."

"Very good, you all continue; I also have to leave."

Chen Ang gave an order and immediately flapped his wings to head toward the direction of the Titan Puppet.

After arriving, Chen Ang noticed that on the body of the Titan Puppet, the traces of scars in some places had disappeared.

"Is it because it absorbed the life mineral?"

Muttering to himself, Chen Ang walked to the front of the Titan Puppet, leaped lightly to land on its head, and reached out to touch the Titan Puppet's core to feel it.

The damage level of the Titan Puppet had reached twenty-three percent.

Previously, in the battle with the Death Giant Dragon, the damage level had increased again, reaching twenty-five percent.

However, because of the life mineral vein, it had automatically repaired to twenty-four percent.

It was equivalent to saying that each mining of the life mineral vein could only provide the Titan Puppet with one percent of damage repair.

To fully repair it, it would take at least two years.

To tell the truth.

If it were for others, this time was not long at all, and even very short.

As long as it took two years, one could possess a Titan Puppet combat power capable of fighting a Realm Lord—even if it couldn't defeat a Realm Lord, it could drag one down—it was completely worth it.

But for Chen Ang, it was too long.

In two years, not to mention whether he could reach the Realm Lord level, Chen Ang also had the confidence that he would have the qualifications to fight a Realm Lord.

"By the way, this thing should also be useful to the Titan Puppet."

Chen Ang suddenly remembered something, patted his forehead, and Void Gold appeared in the palm of his right hand.

This thing was one of Chen Ang's evolution materials.

However, Chen Ang himself did not need much.

Originally, he intended to keep it or take it to sell in exchange for other materials.

But now, for the sake of the upcoming competition, he had to take it out and give it to the Titan Puppet.

After retaining what he needed for his own evolution, Chen Ang threw all the rest into the Titan Puppet's mouth in one go.

In an instant, the Titan Puppet began to repair itself automatically.

A scorching red light appeared on its body, and it felt as if there was a furnace burning inside its body.

After a long while.

The Titan Puppet quieted down.

Chen Ang felt it again.

"Good guy, it only repaired one percent?"

"You are a terrifying gold-swallowing beast."

The corners of Chen Ang's mouth twitched slightly, and he shook his head helplessly.

Forget it, let's take it slow.

Sighing, Chen Ang's heart stirred, his figure disappeared from where he was, and he returned to the Rift Battlefield.

With his wings flapping, Chen Ang flew toward the direction of the cat-ear girl tribe.

At the same time.

Deep in the big mountains.

In a crude tribe.

Cat-Beastmen were gathered together, their faces full of worry.

They looked at an elderly female Cat-Beastman in front of them, discussing how the tribe should survive in this dangerous world next.

"Before we came, we heard that the Rift Battlefield was very dangerous; now it seems, it is indeed so."

"But originally we could barely survive; now it's mainly because of those damn guys who actually want us to submit to them—this is simply wishful thinking."

"Exactly, if it weren't for those guys, how could we have become like this?"

"Alright, stop arguing, let's see what the Prophet says."

Amidst the heated discussion.

Someone spoke up.

Subsequently, the Cat-Beastmen looked at the Prophet again.

The Prophet opened those heavy eyelids; she was very old, and perhaps she would die and be buried in the dust in a few days.

At this moment, looking at the tribespeople in front of her with anticipation in their eyes, she sighed in her heart, and after a moment of silence, she raised the staff held in her right hand and said slowly, "The Prophet will give us the answer."

As the voice fell.

The Cat-Beastmen bowed their heads devoutly one after another, hands clasped in front of them, as if praying.

And the Prophet herself also held the staff with both hands, kneeling on the ground staggeringly, her mouth as if chanting something, the voice weak and hard to hear clearly.

Only on that staff, a faint light lit up.

Vaguely, it seemed as if a pair of cat pupils appeared, flashing a sliver of luster....

230: Prophecy of the future.

Beastmen.

According to the different beasts, their abilities are different.

Cats are innately agile and very sensitive to everything.

Cat-Beastmen are even more uniquely gifted in this aspect; they are assassins in the jungle, and among the beastmen, they are considered not weak.

The priest of the Cat-Beastmen does not have the ability to enhance their own tribespeople like other beastman priests.

But the Cat-Beastman priest is respected by all beastmen.

The reason is none other than.

Because the Cat-Beastman priest possesses the power of a prophet.

That is, the power of prophecy.

At this moment.

In the tribe.

As the Prophet chanted, that pair of cat pupils appeared in the faint light, and on the Prophet's aged face, a trace of fear appeared vaguely.

The already aged body trembled constantly, as if encountering a great terror.

"What's wrong with the Prophet?"

"She wouldn't be seeing some incredible scene, would she?"

"Shut up, don't disturb the Prophet."

"Damn it, what exactly happened in the future?!"

Some Cat-Beastmen cursed secretly, their eyes full of worry.

Not only worrying about the future.

But also worrying about the Prophet's body.

The use of the Prophet's power is not without conditions. ===== CHAPTER 276 =====