owlsbooks Chapter 6 Wind Baboon
Chapter 6 Wind Baboon
"...As you can see, the vegetation density here is very high, and the oxygen content in the air is estimated to be much higher than that on Earth."
As Li Fulan trudged through the thick layer of humus, delivering his field investigation report into the microphone in his collar. His breathing was somewhat heavy; after all, for a "nanny" with only level ten soul power, this level of jungle trekking was quite physically demanding.
[Heart rate 110, a little fast. Conserve your energy; we don't need you to be a special forces soldier.]
Through the earphones, Commissioner Lin's voice remained as calm as if he were reading an instruction manual.
"I want to rest too, but this awful place—"
Before Li Fulan could finish speaking, an extremely sharp alarm sounded in her earpiece, almost piercing her eardrums—a roar from the monitoring officer in the command center.
Look up! At 11 o'clock! Above!
Before Li Fulan's mind could process what was happening, his body made a decision even faster than his consciousness. Without any hesitation, he tumbled headfirst into the bushes on his right, like a tumbleweed that had just been kicked.
"call--!"
A gust of foul wind almost grazed his scalp.
Where he had just been standing, a tree branch as thick as a thigh was snapped in two by something, sending wood chips flying everywhere.
Before he could even get up from the ground, a dark figure, like a ghost leaping out of a nightmare, carrying a nauseating stench, pressed heavily on him.
That was a wind baboon.
But it was completely different from the monkeys in the zoo that Li Fulan remembered, the ones that only scratched their butts. This beast was covered in brown fur like steel needles, its muscles were bulging like blocks of granite, and its two front paws were pressing down hard on Li Fulan's shoulders. Its sharp claws instantly pierced through the surface of the seemingly impressive Kevlar bulletproof vest and embedded themselves into the flesh.
pain!
That fucking hurts!
Li Fulan winced in pain, instinctively trying to struggle, but found that the thing was ridiculously strong, as if she were locked in place by a hydraulic press.
What terrified him most was the expression on the wind baboon's face.
It lowered its head, and a strange arc slowly stretched across its brown-haired face.
It's laughing.
It was an extremely anthropomorphic smiling face. The corners of its mouth stretched all the way to its ears, revealing a set of yellowish-brown, interlocking fangs like daggers. In those turbid eyes, there gleamed a cruel and mocking light that did not belong to a wild beast, like a deranged killer admiring the lambs under his knife.
[Target confirmed as a Wind Baboon! Possesses rudimentary intelligence characteristics! Extremely dangerous! Li Fulan! With a gun… Damn it, I'm out of guns!]
In the earphones, even Director Zhao's shouting sounded different.
Li Fulan felt nauseous and her stomach churned at the sight of that terrifying smiling face so close to her.
That beast's saliva was practically dripping onto his face.
"Laugh? Laugh at your grandpa!"
He cursed inwardly, but unlike most people, his hands and feet didn't turn cold with fear.
Although he lost his gun, he still had other things.
"Give it to me!"
A burst of white light suddenly erupted from the palm of Li Fulan's still functional right hand.
First Soul Skill, activated!
He used all his strength to forcefully shove a thick, white mushroom that had just formed and was still steaming into the gaping maw of the wind baboon.
"Huh?!"
The baboon clearly hadn't expected this human to not only not beg for mercy but also dare to stuff something into its mouth. It instinctively tried to bite down, its sharp fangs instantly slicing through the mushroom, splattering juice everywhere.
But that's exactly what Li Fulan wanted.
"Grow it up, you bastard!"
Li Fulan's eyes instantly became bloodshot. Instead of cutting off his soul power output, he seemed to be draining all his soul power in that instant, frantically pouring it into the mushroom remnants cut off in the baboon's mouth.
treat?
That's right, this is a healing-type soul skill.
But who says treatment can only save lives?
Excessive vitality is the most deadly poison!
"Cell division! Give me infinite division!"
He was screaming wildly in his mind.
The life energy that should have gently nourished the body instantly transformed into a violent catalyst under the excessive infusion. The mushroom remnant in the wind baboon's mouth, like a cancer cell injected with hormones, proliferated and expanded wildly at a terrifying rate that defied the common sense of biology!
"Gurgle...cough...!"
The baboon's mocking smile froze instantly.
Its eyes suddenly bulged outwards, bloodshot, and strange sounds, like a blocked bellows, came from its throat.
The once dry mouth was instantly filled with countless proliferating white hyphae. These hyphae not only surged outwards, but also frantically burrowed inwards along its esophagus and trachea!
It's like a biological bomb detonated inside its body!
The baboon painfully released its grip on Li Fulan, frantically scratching its throat with both hands, trying to pry out the deadly stuff.
But it was too late.
Just three seconds.
Its neck swelled up like an inflated balloon, expanding at a visible speed, its skin stretched to the thinness of a cicada's wing, revealing the veins beneath. Then—
"puff!"
A dull, cracking sound.
The wind baboon's movements came to an abrupt halt.
It fell straight backward, and from its wide-open mouth, clusters of white mycelium bloomed like flowers—the result of its vitality being completely exhausted and transformed.
Dead beyond dead.
Li Fulan lay on the ground, panting heavily, her chest heaving violently, her whole body soaked in cold sweat.
The wound on his shoulder was still bleeding, but he couldn't care less about the pain right now.
He looked at the gruesome corpse of the wind baboon, a smile more painful than a grimace tugging at the corners of his mouth.
"Ha...the nanny...murder..."
"Have you ever heard of someone dying from breastfeeding without consequence? You beast!"
[Li Fulan! Report the situation! How are you?!]
Through his headset, the heartbeats of the people in the command center were probably even faster than his.
Li Fulan struggled to her feet, clutching her shoulder, and staggered to the body.
"He won't die."
He answered breathlessly, his voice hoarse.
"This thing... it should be considered dead, right?"
He stretched out his bloodied right hand and pressed it onto the still-warm body of the wind baboon.
This time, the "stomach" in my mind didn't evoke any sense of rejection.
"receive."
The enormous corpse vanished instantly.
In compartment number three, there is now a specimen of a baboon with a distorted expression and mushrooms growing in its mouth.
[Command Center, this is Li Fulan.]
He plopped down on the ground, staring coldly at the blood-stained grass.
The first high-value biological sample has been stored.
[Also, note this: Overuse of healing-type soul skills can cause acute biological tissue hyperplasia, with a mortality rate of... 100%.]