Beast Tamer: Why is the intelligence system a game announcement?

Chapter 33 Victory, Underworld Tactics

The two stood on the sidelines, and Lin Wu woke up the hallucinogenic insect and threw her into the field.

The hallucinogenic insect looked up somewhat blankly, as if it hadn't yet woken up from a dream, its fighting spirit still a little low.

After a moment of contemplation, Lin Wu lowered his head and whispered, "If we win this round, we'll make money."

"Lots and lots of money."

Instantly, the hallucinogenic insect's gaze sharpened.

Where is the money?!

The psychedelic insect became a contracted spirit seven days ago. She's a money-grubber. This trait perfectly matches her beast tamer's personality.

Hmm? They're quite motivated.

Zhang Shun raised his eyebrows slightly, seemingly a little interested in the fighting spirit of the hallucinogenic insects.

However, after glancing at it twice, he looked away.

He could tell at a glance that this psychedelic insect was raised by a poor man.

Although it appears to have many traces of skill stones, it lacks many signs of maintenance for precision instruments.

All indications suggest that the cultivation of this psychedelic insect was only of average quality.

Those three cheaters in the competition team aren't there every day. What can this guy use to fight against him?

In an instant, a hint of contempt rose in Zhang Shun's heart. Long ago, Wang Jie had told him that money was everything.

A beast tamer who has no money like this is not worth my attention.

"Go, Windswept Gull."

With a wave of his hand, a blue and white seagull appeared in the Beast Taming Space, as strong as an eagle.

It let out a screech and stared intently at the hallucinogenic insect, causing Lin Wu's eyes to twitch slightly.

Holy crap, how much poison did this seagull get?

Look at those muscles, they don't look natural at all. If it weren't for the fact that its head isn't pointed yet, Lin Wu would have suspected that this thing was about to ascend to a steroid planet. But despite his inner grumbling, Lin Wu quickly recalled the characteristics of the Wind Gull in his mind.

Windgull, a beginner-level Flying-type Pokémon. Its ability is that it gains increased Speed ​​for the rest of the battle after each attack, making it an excellent defensive companion.

However, special characteristics are all irrelevant. They're not very useful in the current battle; no matter how fast it speeds, it's still only faster than the psychedelic bug.

The main problem lies with the flight system.

Because the Bug-type Pokémon King is not prominent, most ecosystems exert a suppressive effect on the Bug-type ecosystem. This is particularly severe for the Flying-type. Unexplained gaps frequently appear within the Bug-type ecosystem. One theory suggests this is due to the Flying-type's cannibalistic behavior; they gnaw at the Bug-type ecosystem, strengthening the Flying-type's ecosystem.

This creates a relationship of restraint.

But as long as you can't hit it, it doesn't matter, right?

As this thought flashed through Lin Wu's mind, a smile gradually brightened on her face.

For some reason, seeing that smile made Zhang Shun feel uneasy.

No... don't let that guy influence you. It's just a one-sided victory.

Zhang Shun took a deep breath and thought to himself, just as he was about to order the Wind-Riding Gull to attack, but the next moment, looking at the scene, he frowned.

Where are the insects?

Do you believe in hallucinogenic insects?

Suddenly, Lin Wu's calm voice came from in front of Zhang Shun. Zhang Shun's brows furrowed, and he couldn't figure out what trick Lin Wu was up to.

"I really admire the first person to play with the Bug-type... who knows, they might have become a major player."

Lin Wu spoke, looking towards the center of the field. Zhang Shun, however, felt a slight sense of irritation.

"What are you even talking about...? Who understands that stuff?"

He grinned and shouted at the top of his lungs at Lin Wu opposite him, "If you have the guts, come out and fight me!"

"Sorry, I can't."

"?"

Lin Wu smiled and then gave the order in his mind.

After calming down, Zhang Shun made a decision in his mind.

"It's probably some kind of innate ability of the hallucinogenic bugs... but it doesn't matter. We're still within this area, so we can just use area-of-effect attacks, right?"

"Windswallow, use Whirlwind!"

"Since you won't come out, then I'll force you to!"

His mental energy surged forth, but the next moment, as a strong wind blew across the field, Lin Wu's command finally reached the hallucinogenic insects.

"Instant teleportation."

The next moment, the psychedelic insect's concealed form flickered. In that instant, the psychedelic insect suddenly appeared in mid-air above the windswept gull that was fanning its wings to create a whirlwind, gazing affectionately at the windswept gull.

Are you there, friend?

have you eaten?

You haven't eaten yet? If you haven't eaten, then come and have some!

And so, under Zhang Shun's bloodshot gaze, the hallucinogenic insect spat out yellow, purple, and white powders one after another, all of which landed on Feng Xingou's face...

Then, looking at the information displayed on the Wind-Walking Gull in his Beast Taming Space—[Poisoned, Paralyzed] and the flashing [Sleep] effect about to take effect—he couldn't help but feel an urge to spit out a mouthful of blood.

What the hell is this?

What do you mean by teleporting onto my face and spraying me with negative status effects?

Why is it that a psychedelic insect like you can have teleportation?

The sudden information gap caught Zhang Shun completely off guard. He generally looked down on those who played with negative status effects, since most of them couldn't even get close to the Windwalker... But this negative status effect user who could teleport really taught Zhang Shun a lesson.

When he looked again, the hallucinogenic insect had already entered stealth mode once more, disappearing without a trace with its Shadow Step ability!

"Cheer up, Windswept Gull!"

Zhang Shun gritted his teeth and shouted loudly at Feng Xingou, "Move! Move!"

Stop daydreaming.

Lin Wu's voice came from ahead, and she said with a smile:

"Listen carefully, the poisoning is about to accelerate."

"Poison powder, teleportation, insect silk, insect silk, insect silk, insect silk, insect silk..."

"Get poisoned."

In an instant, it seemed as if endless threads of insect silk surged from all around. Zhang Shun's gaze swept rapidly across the battlefield, but he only saw the figures of the hallucinogenic insects constantly flashing in various corners.

Each time it flashes, several silken threads fly over and land on the Windswept Gull's body.

The speed has decreased significantly, the speed has decreased significantly, the speed has decreased significantly...

Countless times, Zhang Shun tried to command the Wind-Walking Gull to launch an attack on the location where the hallucinogenic insects had appeared, but, but…

But I can't move, damn it!

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the battlefield, issuing orders again and again, but he was either put to sleep or paralyzed. Later, because his speed was reduced to the extreme, the Wind Gull was simply bound to the spot by the insect silk and could not move at all!

Even the special one has to get past the paralysis and sleep hurdle before he can untangle the insect silk!

How disgusting!

They could only watch helplessly as the hallucinogenic insect flickered around, spitting out silk and poison powder, while their own Windswept Gull was suffering from poisoning that was escalating exponentially at an eerie rate, becoming increasingly severe.

And so, she watched helplessly as the life of the Wind-Walking Gull continued to decline, and she could do nothing about it.

There was no sense of real combat; all that remained was a feeling of bewilderment and absurdity, as if to say, "Is that all?"

Only when the Wind-Riding Gull gradually collapsed, enveloped in the silken threads, and fell silently, did Zhang Shun's lips move for a fleeting moment.

A blank look appeared on his face, and his bloodshot pupils showed a hint of confusion.

Did you...lose?

What followed was a surge of intense resentment, disbelief, and even anger.

Damn it, why did the match turn out like this?

He hadn't expected to lose. Or rather, he had thought about it. But he felt that even if he lost, it should be like losing to that freak who came in first place on the competition team—a defeat he accepted wholeheartedly, as powerless and speechless as when facing an invincible enemy!

Instead of feeling powerless or that the opponent is stronger than you after losing, you feel extremely nauseous, even disgusted, after losing!

I wasn't that much stronger, and I didn't even feel like I was in a battle. And you're telling me the battle is over and I lost? What kind of joke is this!

You refused all interaction and just finished the battle on your own. You had your fun and then it was over?

This isn't how a match should be! You should come up and test each other first, then reveal your hand, and finally I'll defeat you!

Why did you teleport in and suddenly appear in front of me, adding negative effects right from the start?

I cannot accept this kind of failure!

Give me back my fair and square duel!