That's right.
This is the extrely abnormal aspect of the Alien Parasite.
As long as it parasitizes other job holders, it can intercept the experience points they are about to gain.
Then, it feeds them back to Caesar's main body.
This is also why Zhou Huai felt this move was rather insidious.
As everyone knows,
killing mutated beasts to gain experience points has always been the main way for most job holders to improve their strength.
Zhou Huai's parasite, however, can steal other people's experience points.
Moreover, the proportion of stolen experience points can be adjusted.
It can intercept over 99%, leaving the target with only 1 experience point.
The SSS job, Insect Emperor, is terrifyingly powerful.
As long as the target cannot discover the parasite's existence, that job holder's life is essentially ruined.
At this mont, Takeda Masao and his group in the distance were still puzzled.
Killing a mutated beast only yielded 1 experience point.
Such a thing was simply unheard of.
Even killing a Level 1 mutated beast wouldn't give only 1 experience point.
“Damn it!”
Takeda Masao cursed softly, then threw several healing potions to his injured subordinates.
“There must be sothing wrong with these two mutated beasts; let’s try killing other mutated beasts.”
He looked around, his gaze falling on several blood-soaked but still highly excited subordinates.
“I liked your fighting style just now; it was much better than your usual timid selves.”
“But I must remind you, you can be brave, but don't be too desperate.”
“We don’t have a healing class in our team; if you get injured again, I don’t have that many healing potions to treat you.”
The n grinned, their faces a mix of bloodstains and crazy laughter.
They took turns drinking the healing potions.
Once their injuries had mostly recovered,
they continued to kill several more mutated beasts in the dense forest.
As a result, everyone still only received 1 experience point.
“Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!”
Takeda Masao was furious, kicking a nearby tree trunk as thick as a bowl.
The tree let out a groan of protest, shaking violently a few tis.
“What exactly is going on? Why does every mutated beast killed only give 1 experience point?”
“This is really damn weird!”
His fleshy face was filled with incomprehensible rage.
The excitent on the faces of his other subordinates had long faded, replaced by a deep-seated fear.
One young man, thin as a monkey, crept up to Takeda Masao, his voice trembling.
“Boss... should we... should we go back to the city first?”
“Today is really too strange; I... we're a little scared.”
Another young man with freckles on his face also nodded repeatedly, his face pale.
“Yes, Boss, this forest... this forest seems to have ghosts!”
Hearing this, Takeda Masao's irritation grew.
He spun around abruptly, his large, fan-like hand slapping the back of the thin monkey's head.
“What are you scared of, you bird!”
“Weren’t you very brave when you killed that Iron-skinned Forest Ape just now?”
“Charging forward like mad dogs, why are you such cowards now?”
The thin monkey saw stars from the slap but dared not show any resentnt.
He clutched the back of his head, his face full of grievance and confusion.
“Boss... I... I don’t know why.”
“When I was dealing with that Iron-skinned Forest Ape just now, I only had one thought in my mind: to die with it.”
“Thinking back now... my back is cold.”
“It’s like... like I was being controlled.”
As soon as these words ca out, the other subordinates' expressions also changed.
They exchanged glances, seeing the sa horror in each other's eyes.
“Yes, yes, yes! I felt that way too!”
“At that ti, I didn't even think about whether I would die; I just wanted to kill that beast!”
“ too! I felt like my body wasn't even my own!”
“Were we possessed by ghosts just now?”
The n chid in, one after another, their voices trembling uncontrollably.
The more they spoke, the more the color drained from their faces.
Listening to his subordinates' discussion, Takeda Masao couldn't help but shiver.
A chill, uncontrollable, shot from the soles of his feet all the way to the top of his head.
He opened his mouth, wanting to curse a few more words to bolster his courage.
But his throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton, and he couldn't utter a single word.
Though he was still shouting,
“All of you... all of you shut the hell up! A bunch of cowards!”
His feet, however, were already moving uncontrollably, step by step, towards the direction of the truck they had arrived in.
“Since you’re all so scared, then we’ll go back first.”
Seeing them return dejectedly,
Zhou Huai quickly controlled Caesar to get out of the car, feigning ignorance as he asked Takeda Masao,
“Boss, why are you back so soon?”
Facing Natsu Masahiro, whom Caesar was impersonating,
Takeda Masao didn't find anything suspicious.
He waved his hand with a look of ill on.
“Don't even ntion it; this place is very strange today.”
Takeda Masao spat on the ground in annoyance.
He pointed to the dense forest not far away, his tone impatient.
“You go deal with those beasts in the forest.”
“We’re changing locations.”
Zhou Huai understood in his heart, but on his face, he showed a respectful expression and nodded repeatedly.
He controlled Caesar to quickly arrive at the location of the Iron-skinned Forest Apes.
Without hesitation, he very naturally released a small number of beetles and began to process the bodies.
Before coming, Zhou Huai had thoroughly understood Natsu Masahiro's process for dissecting mutated beast bodies.
This process was more like a primitive and bloody art.
The flesh and blood ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) of the Iron-skinned Forest Ape were worthless, tough and bitter, usually not used as food.
Only those starving wanderers would consider this low-quality protein source.
Its tough, iron-like fur, however, was excellent Materials for making low-level armor.
The two long, sharp fangs could be polished into bone weapons and sold to novice job holders who were short on money.
Finally, there were the eyeballs.
The Iron-skinned Forest Ape's eyeballs were quite special, very hard, reflecting a black crystal-like luster in the sun.
So ladies with unique tastes would collect them as cheap decorations.
Zhou Huai controlled the beetles, his movents orderly.
The black swarm of insects surged onto the bodies like a tide, their sharp mouthparts making faint “crunching” sounds.
Skinning, dismbering, extracting fangs, digging out eyes.
The entire process was fluid and frighteningly efficient.
Zhou Huai even had to deliberately suppress the beetles' gnawing speed, fearing he would appear too astonishing.
Soon, the bodies of the Iron-skinned Forest Apes in the forest were processed.
Only a pile of thoroughly gnawed clean skeletons remained.
Caesar returned from the forest, carrying a pile of collected various Materials.
Takeda Masao was leaning against the truck, smoking, and was surprised to see him return so quickly.
He subconsciously raised his wrist and checked the ti.
“Natsu, why are you so fast today?”
Takeda Masao's face showed surprise.
“Normally, it takes your insects at least twenty minutes to process so many mutated beast bodies, but today, you finished these few in just five minutes?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the subordinate who was thin as a monkey also ca closer, looking at the Materials in Caesar's hand with great curiosity.
“Not only is the speed much faster, but the Materials are also cleaned very thoroughly!”
He pointed to the ape skin in Caesar's hand, exclaiming, “Boss, look, how perfectly this skin is peeled; there’s not even a speck of at left on it!”
“And these fangs, polished like new!”
“Natsu, you’re sothing else, kid; when did you learn this skill?”
Everyone's gaze fell on Zhou Huai, filled with inquiry and wonder.
Zhou Huai's expression froze.
Damn it.
He didn't expect it to be so much faster.
This was even after he deliberately slowed down.
To imitate that good-for-nothing's efficiency, he had only released a few dozen beetles.
This Natsu Masahiro was truly a useless piece of trash.
It took him so long to process a few low-grade mutated beast bodies.
He was simply a disgrace to Insect Tars!
Zhou Huai was cursing wildly in his heart, but he dared not show any of it on his face.
He quickly put on a simple, honest smile and scratched his sowhat poorly dyed yellow hair.
“Hehe, I've indeed gotten more skilled recently.”
“Boss, I also want to improve.”
“I can't always drag everyone down.”
This explanation was reasonable.
He perfectly portrayed the image of a subordinate eager for his boss's approval yet timid and afraid of trouble.
Fortunately, Takeda Masao did not beco suspicious.
He was just a simple-minded brute and wouldn't delve into such details.
Hearing Natsu Masahiro say this, he instead burst out laughing.
He stepped forward, his large, fan-like hand clapping heavily on Zhou Huai's shoulder.
“Not bad, not bad.”
“Natsu, you finally made so progress!”
“I hope you can maintain this work efficiency in the future.”
Takeda Masao seed to be in a much better mood.
He waved his big hand and shouted at the others.
“All of you, stop standing around!”
“Co on, let's get in the car!”
Hearing their boss's call, the others no longer thought much about it.
They eagerly got into the car.
Zhou Huai secretly breathed a sigh of relief for them.
Their simple-mindedness truly saved them.
Otherwise, Zhou Huai would have had to consider silencing them.
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