"Bao'er, help Dad get another one . " Han Sen thought if there was a sacred-blood beast soul up for grabs from the mushrooms, he couldn't leave satisfied with an ordinary one .
Bao'er went to pick one up, but Han Sen suddenly blurted out, "That one? That's only like the size of a fist . Surely it can't have anything good inside it . Instead, grab that big one there . "
Bao'er grabbed it and passed the football-sized mushroom over to Han Sen . It was much heavier than the one he last received .
"It's obvious this is the sort to hold something good . The bigger it is, the more lifeforce it has absorbed . It must be a few tiers above the rest," Han Sen said and then squeezed it .
Pop!
The football-sized mushroom was broken . A white light quickly penetrated Han Sen's Sea of Soul .
"Sh*t! Why is it just an ordinary beast soul again? Are the smaller ones better?" Han Sen wondered .
"Dad! I got another sacred-blood beast soul," Bao'er happily exclaimed, having squeezed another mushroom .
"I must have done it in an incorrect position . Surely, I cannot be that unlucky . " Han Sen bit down on his own teeth and spoke to Bao'er, then . He told her, "Bao'er, help me collect another one . This time, I would like the smallest one you can find . It seems the big ones aren't compatible with my horoscope . "
"What is a horoscope?" Bao'er looked at Han Sen with much confusion .
"You don't need to know . Go get me a small one," Han Sen said hurriedly .
Bao'er complied and picked up a small mushroom . Then, she tossed it to Han Sen .
Han Sen caught the mushroom . Before he squeezed it, he knelt to pray . He closed his eyes and said, "Buddha, God, Mary, please let me have a sacred-blood beast soul . I will pray to you every day if you give me one . "
After Han Sen said his prayer, he was going to break the mushroom . But before he did, he suddenly turned around and chose what he deemed to be a lucky spot to pop it in .
"F*ck! The RNG of these 'shrooms must be broken . It's not that my luck is bad, this cave is just wonky, with skewed probabilities . I just need to break a few more and I'm sure to get what I need . " Han Sen put aside his superstitions and faith, and this time took stock in science .
"Dad, I got a sacred-blood beast soul . What did you get?" Bao'er gleefully said .
"Something similar . Collect me a few more, would you?" Han Sen coughed .
Bao'er did as she was told and picked up a few more for him . He accepted the mushrooms and took a deep breath . "Those gods are useless . Science is where it's at . "
Han Sen almost coughed up blood, and his hands trembled hearing this . Although he had many more mushrooms, he was afraid of wasting them all .
But Han Sen thought to himself, "Bao'er sure is different . She always manages to get high-class beast souls . Maybe my luck is average and these are the common results . "
"What are you guys doing? What are those mushrooms for?" Ling Mei'er had been watching for a while, but she didn't understand .
Han Sen's eyes darted her way . He provided her one of his mushrooms and said, "Break this for me . "
In the first three sanctuaries, if spirits did not obey a human, they could not use beast souls . He wasn't sure if that's how things worked here or not .
If spirits could not obtain a beast soul, he wondered what she'd get when she broke it .
Han Sen was excited to see the result . Surely she wouldn't receive absolutely nothing, even if she couldn't make use of beast souls .
When Ling Mei'er watched Han Sen and Bao'er compete in breaking the mushrooms, she wanted to join in on the fun . Now that she had been given one, she broke it quickly .
Pop!
A white light exited the mushroom and flew into Ling Mei'er's forehead .
Ling Mei'er looked surprised and said, "I got a primitive beast soul!"
Han Sen felt frightened . Although it was only a primitive beast soul, it was better than what he had managed to get .
Han Sen gave the two he had left to Ling Mei'er, and she managed to obtain another primitive beast soul and a mutant beast soul .
"What a piece of crap! Back in the day, I used to get loads of high-class beast souls, the number of which could circle the Alliance three times . Who cares about these stupid beast souls that you don't even have to fight to obtain . I don't need them . " Han Sen's eyes twitched as he wrought a painful smirk .
Bao'er walked into the mushrooms and picked up more, merry as ever .
"Dad, they are for you," Bao'er said, trying to hand over a few more mushrooms to him .
"I don't want them . Squeeze them yourself, if you want . " Han Sen thought it was a waste for him to break them .
There were around a hundred beast souls in that cave, and at least if Bao'er broke them all, they'd each earn a bunch of sacred-blood beast souls .
Still, Han Sen was interested in learning what the Grenade Mushroom beast souls were capable of . They were all the same, just of different levels .
Han Sen had never seen a plant beast soul before, so he summoned one of his ordinary Grenade Mushrooms . A white mushroom appeared in Han Sen's hand, and he was quite surprised to see that it looked no different than the mushrooms he had broken to obtain it .
"Can I use this like a grenade?" Han Sen threw the grenade out .
Pang!
The Grenade Mushroom hit the floor, and a couple of seconds later, detonated . The explosion was in the shape of a mushroom cloud, and it devastated the rocks around where it blew up .
"Sh*t! I really can use it like a grenade . If the ordinary class grenades are this strong, I wonder how powerful the sacred-blood and super ones are . " Han Sen was rather excited .
"It's a shame it is a one-time-use-only beast soul, though," Han Sen thought, eyeing the rest greedily .
Suddenly, a scream echoed through the cave . Something was approaching them .
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