Chapter 614: Gathering of Degenerate Species

However, after thinking for about ten minutes, Lan Qingyou gave up on this question and turned to throw the problem to Elisa.

After all, the one who should have a headache now was the other party, not herself.

Wrote a note, stuck it on, stored it in the card, and sent it.

Done in one go without the slightest pause.

After finishing, Lan Qingyou didn't return to the Shelter, but went to the medicinal herb field in the northwest.

Going out this time, she got quite a few rare medicinal herbs, and now all of these had to be planted inside to let them grow.

After all, a medicinal herb field that could be accelerated meant these herbs could grow even faster.

When she needed to use them later, she wouldn't even need to dig them out so complicatedly.

She only needed to pick some leaves or stems.

So there was no need to worry about this aspect.

Anyway, with Ursula, the manager of the medicinal herb field, there, she just needed to tell her when the time came, believing these rare herbs could receive careful care.

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"Have you heard? It seems some Undead Race appeared in the west."

"Undead Race? What's that? A new race popping up again?"

"Is it the kind of undead in movies and games? Or does it have a new unique positioning?"

"I'm actually clear on this, I encountered them a couple of days ago. A bunch of guys fighting as if they didn't care about their lives."

"I encountered them too. Besides physical attacks, these guys' main attacks are very strong poison attacks. Fortunately, I brought antidotes with me at the time, otherwise I probably would have died there."

At this time, in a corner of a certain region in the northeast direction of the continent, a group of strange-looking guys were gathering in a huge wooden house built within a forest somewhere.

Among these guys, some had slender figures dragging snake tails, some were big and burly holding bone clubs, some were as short as dwarves, and there were also those with wings for hands and long-nosed red faces.

In short, it was a group of guys with very distinctive appearances.

"Hmph, putting it this way, they're nothing more than a bunch of bean sprouts relying on magic."

A burly man holding a bone club and draped in animal skins said disdainfully.

"I really envy you Orcs, only needing to think of the simplest things for everything."

A slender man beside him with half his body in a snake-like shape smiled and said.

"Compared to this, I'm actually more concerned about how that matter we discussed previously is going now."

A woman with no hands but only wings flapped her wings, her eyes gleaming sharply as she glanced at the guy sitting opposite her.

"Everything is prepared, we just need to wait until the battle over there begins. I just don't know if you will have the guts to do this matter when the time comes."

A green-skinned shorty sat in a chair, looked around at everyone in the room, and said.

"Hahahahaha, a Goblin like you actually asking if others have guts."

The guy with a red face and long nose laughed loudly, directly making the green-skinned shorty turn red with anger.

"What did you say! You damn Tengu."

"Is there a problem? Back then after you betrayed the Witch Race, if you weren't afraid of the other party, then why did you run to such a remote place? Or rather, if it weren't for your betrayal, we wouldn't have ended up in this current state of being neither human nor ghost right."

"You..."

"Alright alright, now is not the time for internal strife. If you want to fight, you can wait until after the matter is resolved to talk about it. You also don't want to be called Degenerate Species by others for the rest of your lives right."

Seeing the smell of gunpowder between the two getting heavier and heavier, the people around all put on a look of wanting to watch a good show.

But at this time, a guy with a tail growing on his butt, with flames burning at the end of the tail, stood out to be the peacemaker.

Yes.

The people gathered here were all guys called Degenerate Species.

They were all Evolvers with defects in body or mind.

But...

"Hmph, we definitely can't just let it go like this."

"Those guys really say whatever they want to say ah."

"What else? Others flaunt themselves as orthodox existences, although each and every one of them wants to not be human."

"Indeed, guys who want to not be human are flaunting themselves as humans, while we, who have already turned into this ghostly appearance, have conversely become degraded existences."

Once the three words 'Degenerate Species' were mentioned, everyone's expressions became a bit terrifying.

There was no helping it, they didn't want to be like this either.

But it was already like this now, and wanting to return to that initial state was fundamentally an impossible matter.

So they could only fight for a 'status' for themselves.

"And that Master, how the f*ck did we get fooled by this guy back then."

"Master ah... haven't seen the person since then right."

"No, I heard he ran all the way to the south along the central mountain range."

"Is that so? That's really great."

"Hmm?"

"This way we can personally finish off that dog thing to take revenge and wipe out our grievance."

Speaking of this Master, a snake-man gritted his teeth in hatred.

Thinking back to the beginning, he was a fresh meat universally loved by everyone no matter what, but as a result, because he believed the evil of that whatever Master and joined the blood sacrifice ritual, he ultimately turned into his current appearance of being neither human nor ghost.

His originally smooth skin became dull, and his shiny hair also became rough.

How could a single word 'ugly' describe it.

This hatred would definitely not dissipate with the increase of time, it would only get deeper and deeper, thicker and thicker.

"Since it's like this, then let's start acting?"

"Since we're prepared, of course we have to act ah."

"Are you stupid? I just said we have to wait until they start fighting over there before we can attack."

"Just now?"

"What did you say?"

"You didn't say it right?"

Everyone looked at the 'Siren Race' whose arms had evolved into wings as if looking at a fool, making this Siren somewhat lack confidence.

I said it right, I should have said it previously.

Thus, the Siren, after cheering herself up in her heart, glared back fiercely.

"Why didn't I say it? I said it when asking how the preparations were."

"Mm..."

"Are you that certain?"

"Then she probably said it right."

"Then until when do we have to wait ah? I want to take the skulls of those self-important fools to use as bowls right now!"

The most irritable Orc in the wooden house squeezed the large bone club in his hand and said with a sinister smile.

"Hahahaha, of course there is a chance. As long as we wait until they have internal strife, we will have a chance to go south and snatch more territories as habitats. Don't you say so, Greenskin."

"Don't call me Greenskin, I'm a Goblin."

The Goblin called by the Siren put on a stinky face and looked at the other party.

"However, not only do we want territory, we want more and more things. Those guys who call themselves humans don't have as strong a reproductive ability as us. As long as we reproduce more, they will ultimately be defeated by our human sea tactics."

After the Goblin despised the Siren, a greedy expression appeared on his face.

In his eyes, what did territory count as, population was the most important.

As long as they had population, they could snatch anything into their hands.