10 Bloodsiphon Tarantula

As the sky darkened, the veil of night unfolded at the same time.

Several bright stars twinkled in the dark blue and crimson sky.

In a dingy office on the second floor of the Appraisal Bureau, Luo Feng was standing in front of the window.

His silhouette was a little fuzzy in the dim environment.

Looking at Shao Zifeng who had left into the distance, an arc formed at the corner of his mouth.

"What an interesting person."

...

"Why? Still angry?"

Shao Zifeng held the ball-shaped armadillo lizard in his hand and looked at it with a smile.

The more it thought about what happened, the angrier it got. The little guy spun around and turned its back to Shao Zifeng. It had decided to ignore the baddie who had sneak-attacked its belly until they reached home.

Shao Zifeng looked at the little guy that was throwing a tantrum, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became even wider.

It was not the fake smile he had on when he faced others but a smile of joy from the bottom of his heart.

He used his nails to scratch its scales.

The little guy quivered as its tight ball form relaxed slightly. However, a small paw extended out of the ball, and gently pushed Shao Zifeng's finger away several times.

Shao Zifeng scraped its scales again, and the little guy stopped resisting with a squeak, as though it was saying that it was no match against a demon lord.

Under a dim street lamp, Shao Zifeng's face appeared even gentler.

After the Appraisal Bureau had given the mutant creature a Grade A ranking, Wang Hao had added another 50,000 yuan to the base price of 500,000 yuan. In his words, even if it were a million yuan... even if he were beaten by his dad, had his leg broken, and were tossed down a building, he would still buy it.

With the help of the bureau, both the contract and transfer procedures had been settled before Shao Zifeng had gotten up and left.

He had no love for the Daboia viper; he even feared it somewhat. Every time he saw its triangular head and its indifferent, cold snake eyes, he felt the horror of his kidney dying.

Putting the armadillo lizard into his pocket, Shao Zifeng prepared to take it for a feast.

He had originally wanted to let it rest on his shoulder, but the little guy profusely refused as it popped its tiny head out of the pocket after some prodding. Shao Zifeng entered a cab and left the food street near his rented place.

...

Shao Zifeng's rented place was in the old city. Due to urban planning, the focus on development gradually shifted to the current city center. If not for Sucheng University and two other professional colleges there, the development there would be even more non-existent.

As night fell, the famous food street in the old city became crowded with people. The aroma of barbecue and stir-fries were mixed with the din of laughter from the diners, and the ensemble produced was unique to the somewhat aged atmosphere.

Shao Zifeng stood at the entrance of the food street, appearing a little distressed. Sure enough, there were too many people.

He looked down at the little guy.

He saw its eyes shining brightly, and it would sniff the air ever so often.

Shao Zifeng gritted his teeth and entered the food street.

He had no particular wants, and everything he ordered on the way was for the little guy.

The moment it saw what it wanted to eat, it would tug Shao Zifeng's sleeve with its small paw.

After a while, Shao Zifeng left carrying bags full of snacks. At that point, the little guy was inside Shao Zifeng's pocket, eating a large french fry so happily that its eyes narrowed into a line.

Once it was done with the fry in its paw, it skillfully grabbed the edge of his pocket and took another one out to continue eating.

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Exiting the food street, Shao Zifeng bit on a skewer as he prepared to take a shortcut home.

It was a lonely and almost dead alley. Since it was extremely quiet, when one walked through it at night, one could hardly feel the passage of time. The mottled walls were inlaid with old street lamps, and most of them were already damaged. The remaining few flickered as they emitted a squeaky electric sound.

The advantage was that the alley went from north to south, and through it, Shao Zifeng could get to the residential area where his rented place was. It saved him time that he would otherwise lose if he took other routes.

As he walked in the cramped alley, he could smell a seemingly fleeting sour odor.

Shao Zifeng felt a little stifled and unbuttoned one of the collar buttons on his shirt as he accelerated his steps toward the other end of the alley.

Splash!

As soon as Shao Zifeng stopped, he felt like he had stepped in some kind of liquid. A breeze blew at his face and brought with it a disgusting smell.

Shao Zifeng stood still, knowing that he had run into trouble.

Splat...

Shao Zifeng shuddered.

Warm liquid dripped on his face, and as he wiped it off with his fingers, it felt smooth and sticky.

Shao Zifeng slowly raised his head, and a black shadow the size of a millstone was seen hanging on the wall.

Following Shao Zifeng's gaze, the black shadow stopped eating as its eight cold eyes glowed strangely in the dark environment.

The light blue screen then appeared.

Name: Bloodsiphon Tarantula

Growth: Mature

Status: Healthy, frenzied

Strength: Level 3

Phylum: Arthropoda

Class: Arachnida

Order: Araneae

Family: Theraphosidae

Attribute: Poison

Potential: ★★

Talent: Bloodsiphon. When enough blood is drawn within a period of time, its recovery and attack speed will increase slightly while it completely loses its sanity.

Skills: Poison Stinger, Claw Rip

Description: A killing machine that is bred by men and fed blood while it is still a tarantula. One should run as far as possible before it completely loses its sanity.

Looking at the information before him, Shao Zifeng suddenly felt like he had fallen into an ice cavern.

The shadow turned out to be a Level 3 mutant creature. It was the first time since Shao Zifeng crossed-over that he felt an instinctual shudder.

That was the longing for life engraved deep within his human genes.

He wanted to escape, but he could not move.

Bam!

The Bloodsiphon Tarantula threw away the object on its forelegs, and liquid splashed on Shao Zifeng.

Soon, a rustle rang out as the Bloodsiphon Tarantula moved slowly toward Shao Zifeng.

Shao Zifeng watched as the black shadow approached him, and his nose was filled with a strong acidic smell.

The Bloodsiphon Tarantula used its eight legs to prop itself up between the two walls. There was a strange glint in its eight eyes as it looked at Shao Zifeng in a condescending manner.

A moment later, the Bloodsiphon Tarantula slowly raised its forelimbs, but just as they were raised to their highest point, the Bloodsiphon Tarantula stopped.

When Shao Zifeng saw the raised forelimbs, he reached down and touched his pocket, which was empty.

"It ran? That's fine. At least it can live on peacefully."

Despite the thought, Shao Zifeng felt a little disappointed.

Whoosh!!

Right then, the Bloodsiphon Tarantula's forelimbs ripped through the air.

Shao Zifeng's pupils shrank as he stared blankly at the sharp forelimbs that came crashing down toward his head.

Bam!

During the most critical moment, a small figure met the ripping claws without hesitation.

Immediately after, it flew backward at an even faster speed, crashing into Shao Zifeng.

Shao Zifeng was knocked onto the ground by the sudden impact, and he rolled several meters before he came to a stop.

There was biting pain all over his body, and the ache in his head caused him to feel disoriented as a tender, trembling cry traveled into his ear.

"Eek eek!"

He forced his eyes open and saw a small figure standing in front of him.