The face spider swung its body, and Ye Nianchu quickly retreated. Although she avoided being thrown, the situation wasn't great.
Nearby, sharp thorns on a branch forced her to grab hold to steady herself.
Qin Mubai arrived and kicked the face spider, which tumbled but quickly got back up.
Ye Nianchu noticed the twisted face on its back—it was the real weak point, not its head.
“Let’s get out of here,” she said. There was no time to worry about her minor injury; they needed to draw the boss away to find a solution.
At least they needed to lure it to a more isolated spot.
Understanding her, Qin Mubai and Ye Nianchu dashed through the jungle, with the face spider hot on their trail.
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After running for a while, they found themselves unable to escape far enough. The face spider was too fast, darting in front of them.
The others hadn’t followed; He Miao was too cautious to take risks, and the rest were too frightened.
The web of silk shimmered in the dim light. Qin Mubai positioned himself protectively in front of Ye Nianchu, as the face spider prepared to trap them in its web.
The strands grew denser around them.
Qin Mubai slashed at the webs ahead. He was quick and fierce, but the cut strands quickly replenished.
The silk wasn’t uncuttable, but it was laborious.
Ye Nianchu joined in, striking the silk, her arms growing numb from the impact. She couldn’t sever the strands like Qin Mubai, so she resorted to hacking at them multiple times.
Her only thought was about points!
Finally breaking free from the web, the system’s voice chimed in: “Unlock progress: 33.”
After all that effort, they barely gained anything.
Ye Nianchu targeted the spider's eyes to draw its attention away. Qin Mubai jumped and plunged his dagger into the face on its back, incapacitating it without killing it.
Then he took her injured left hand, pulling out antiseptic and tweezers.
They received another system prompt: “Players collaborated to kill the boss, gaining 10 points.”
A face spider was worth 20 points, split among those who participated in the kill.
Ye Nianchu had a few thorns left in her palm, which were easy to remove with the tweezers. She planned to wait until after they opened the second supply box to tend to her wounds, but looking into Qin Mubai’s gentle eyes made her unable to say anything.
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They continued to the next supply point, thinking it was unlikely that both boxes would contain bosses.
At the second box, several players were at a standoff, with four already down.
Two S-level players were discussing how to divide the supplies.
“If we wait for the others, it won't be good for anyone. Let’s open the box together and split everything.”
“Sure, let’s do it that way.”
As they approached the box, they suddenly noticed a man and woman nearby—clearly there to take a share.
“Let’s deal with these two first, then we can split the supplies,” the S-level players decided, feeling they had the upper hand.