"Whoosh—"
Feeling the wonder of fate, Han Sen exhaled a hot stream of steam, dispelling his transformation.
In an instant, the terrifying aura that filled the entire space receded like a tide.
After the joy, came the vexation.
The more abilities on his panel, the larger the deficit in his Origin Points.
[Origin Points: 2645]
Upgrading SSR abilities was a bottomless pit, and although the SR-level Monsterification required one less tier, it was still not easy to max it out.
At least, with his current account balance of over two thousand points, it was out of the question.
Looking at the numerous ability icons clamoring to be fed, Han Sen couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
"My only thought now is to get money…! No, it's to get Origin Points!!!"
...
...
Han Sen's territory.
The chief steward, the Monster Sharp Fang, and a group of Tiger-level Monster leaders sat obediently in rows, waiting for their boss's reprimand.
After feeding Boqi, Han Sen felt his wallet was too empty and immediately decided to generate income independently.
And in the bottom layer of the Monster Association, where the strong preyed on the weak, the fastest way to generate income was undoubtedly—
War!
After understanding the situation yesterday, Han Sen learned that besides serving certain high-ranking officials or cadres, the most important daily work for low-level Monsters was—
Seizing territory!
This was also their most stress-relieving team-building activity besides internal infighting.
However, in Han Sen's opinion, seizing territory was no different from what hooligans did, and it was too low-class.
If we're going to do something, let's do something big!
War!!
Doesn't Psykos like to play with near-death evolution?
Then let's add more fuel to the fire she ignited!
"Sharp Fang!"
His deep voice echoed in the empty underground lair.
"Sir! I'm here!"
Almost as soon as the words fell, a gray shadow shot out from the corner like an arrow from a bow, stopping precisely at Han Sen's feet.
It was Sharp Fang.
He had been living quite comfortably these past two days. Besides the Tiger-level Monster corpse feast he enjoyed on the first day, he had been feasting on Monster arms, legs, or fresh, stringy chunks of internal organs every meal since.
These were all protection fees offered by the Monsters below him, who feared his status.
His originally scrawny body had become much sturdier, his fur was glossy, and his rat-like eyes gleamed with cunning and fanaticism.
"Sir, what are your orders?"
Sharp Fang stood on his hind legs, his front paws clasped together, assuming an extremely fawning posture.
"Tell me, what other neighbors do we have around our area?"
Han Sen's fingers gently tapped the armrest of the stone throne, his tone calm.
Upon hearing this, Sharp Fang's rat eyes darted around, and he immediately understood his boss's meaning.
He understood, the boss wanted to lead the team to seize territory personally!
He was instantly excited and quickly began drawing a simple map on the ground with his claws while spilling everything like pouring beans from a bamboo tube: "Reporting, Sir! Our location is quite remote, almost at the westernmost part of the Association, so most of our neighbors are concentrated to the east."
"The closest is the territory of the 'Drilling Moles.' The leader of those guys is a Tiger-level Monster, with dozens of Wolf-level Mole Monsters under him. They are good at digging and sneak attacks, especially their digging ability, which is almost on par with mine!"
"Further on are the territories of the 'Mud Monsters' and the 'Iron-Winged Mantises.' They are fighting fiercely over an underground swamp!"
"And then there's… blah, blah, blah!"
Han Sen listened quietly, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrest.
Under Sharp Fang's description, he had generally understood the local power map.
To summarize, those who ruled a region…
Were all as useless as the Slime Octopus!
(Slime Octopus: ?)
"Very good." Han Sen stopped tapping and glanced at Sharp Fang, "How many people do we still have here?"
Sharp Fang was startled, then quickly replied, "Sir, I haven't counted the exact number, but there are still nine Tiger-level Monsters, and as for Wolf-Level Monsters… at least a thousand!"
He added, "Most of the nearby forces are basically of this scale."
Han Sen nodded, indicating understanding.
Among Monster forces, long-term existence and mutual checks and balances were only possible when the strength of the various parties was relatively similar.
If one side was too strong, then the current situation would occur—
"Pass on my command, gather all the guys who can still move, and prepare for war!"
"War… war?!"
Although Sharp Fang had anticipated it, hearing Han Sen's crisp and decisive order still made his heart jump.
"Sir, which one do we attack first?"
Han Sen's gaze swept over the simple map Sharp Fang had drawn on the ground with his claws, and he casually said, "Let's start with these Drilling Moles and kill our way through."
With just a simple sentence, Sharp Fang became excited as if he had been injected with adrenaline, and being entrusted with such an important task made him squeak with excitement.
"Yes! Sir! I guarantee the mission will be completed!"
...
...
Half a day later.
"Boom—!"
At the entrance of the Drilling Moles' lair, a loud bang exploded, accompanied by rolling thick smoke.
Han Sen led the charge, his slender body covered in black carapace, like a rampaging heavy tank, followed by nine Tiger-level Monsters and a dense army of Wolf-Level Monster cannon fodder.
With his current strength, he didn't bother to waste words with the leader of the opposing force.
After Sharp Fang confirmed the main force's position, he directly unleashed a charged, enhanced Scorching Heat Bullet, blasting open the entrance that the enemy had sealed with rocks and mud.
Rumble—!!
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Amidst the earthquake and loud noise, the cave immediately fell into chaos.
Dozens of Wolf-level Mole Monsters shrieked and poured out from every corner, and their Tiger-level leader, the Drilling Mole, also rushed out with a mix of shock and anger.
"Who dares—"
Before he could finish speaking, a dark afterimage had already flashed past.
Activating SSR Swift Wind, Han Sen's speed, already far exceeding that of Monsters of the same level, soared again!
Before the opponent could react, his razor-sharp claws, which could cut through iron like mud, had already pierced through the Drilling Mole's head.
[Killed Tiger-level Monster x 1, gained Origin Points x 25!]
(゜ロ゜) x N
With their leader instantly killed, the remaining Mole Monsters were leaderless and instantly fell into disarray.
Han Sen's Tiger-level Monster subordinates let out menacing laughs, about to follow their boss's footsteps and charge in like wolves among sheep, but they suddenly stopped in the next moment.
The dark figure that had just instantly killed the enemy leader showed no signs of stopping, continuously swinging his claws without pause.
In front of his own army, he launched a one-sided solo massacre!
The scene was extremely brutal at one point!
In less than five minutes, the battle ended.
Han Sen's subordinates suffered zero casualties, and hundreds of Origin Points were added to his account.
"Next, the Mud Monsters and Iron-Winged Mantises, right? Sharp Fang, lead the way!"
Casually flicking off the blood remaining on his claw tips, a hint of excitement flashed in Han Sen's eyes.
Sharp Fang: "…"
All the Monsters: "…"
No, is this right?
If war is like this, then what use are we subordinates?
Although he felt that something was amiss, Sharp Fang still let out a shout, leading the team as they howled and rushed forward—
To lead the way.
...
...
Deepest part of the Monster Association.
In a spacious stone hall, a huge sofa throne floated.
On the throne sat a bloated, pinkish-purple, one-eyed, four-armed Monster.
Dragon-level Monster, Great Eyes.
Eight small tentacles, identical to Xiao Jiong Yan's, gently swayed on his head, emitting waves of strange and incomprehensible psychic fluctuations.
His two short hands were crossed in front of his chest like Commander Gendo Ikari next door, while his two thicker arms rested casually on either side of the sofa.
In front of Great Eyes stood a tall, muscular figure.
This was a green insect Monster, with three main eyes arranged in a triangle in the center of its face, and a smaller secondary eye on each side, as if monitoring everything around it.
Its body was covered in an insect exoskeleton that looked incredibly defensive, its surface shimmering with a metallic, chilling gleam.
The ends of its slender limbs were sharp spikes like surgical scalpels, and scythe-like, sharp mouthparts extended from both sides of its mouth. Beneath the carapace on its back, transparent wings capable of high-speed vibration were hidden.
Beneath its rugged exoskeleton, the entire Monster exuded a steady yet ferocious aura, radiating an unfathomable threat.
This was one of the Monster Association's Demon-level combatants—
Bug God.
"So, little Great Eyes means for me to go and slaughter that newcomer who doesn't understand the rules?"
Bug God's voice was hoarse and low, his five eyes simultaneously glowed with dangerous red light, and his tone carried a hint of excitement and bloodlust.
In the past few days, a piece of news had spread throughout the Monster Association, drawing attention—
A guy, who appeared out of nowhere, had launched a large-scale war among the low-level Monsters.
In just a few days, over a dozen small Monster forces had been annihilated one after another.
Among them, at least dozens of Tiger-level Monsters had died, and the number of casualties among Wolf-Level Monsters was in the thousands.
This gave Great Eyes, or rather Psykos, a headache.
She didn't care about the lives of the low-level Monsters, but even as cannon fodder, they had to die with some value.
After being massacred on a large scale by that lucky guy, they didn't even get a chance to be near death, let alone a burst of evolution before death, creating a miracle!
"Hmm… Actually, there's no need to be so aggressive."