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Doomsday Roulette

Chapter 2150: Blood-Red Hunting Grounds (3) 🩸

Published: February 12, 2025

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Countless thorns emerged from the ground, and rather than growing tall, they bloomed into strange brown flowers.

Under the light, the flower petals glimmered with a cold sheen.

The mutated beings that had just rolled down on the metallic spheres regrouped, only to find their path ahead filled with thorns.

Ye Zhongming felt a slight sweat.

He was an outstanding craftsman, and so far, he had reached the peak of what roulette technology could achieve. He had also learned and deciphered the technology of the Tarros Red Dwarf, and now, he was embarking on a path to greatness.

However, Ye Zhongming's progress wasn't limited to just craftsmanship; he had also made rapid advancements in other areas.

Among them, the gardener profession had also reached the highest level.

With the main profession no longer in existence, the pathways for improving these auxiliary professions had increased significantly. At the very least, he no longer had to rely solely on profession upgrade scrolls.

For Ye Zhongming, whose greatest trait was his mental strength, reaching the top level in any profession, especially auxiliary ones, was extremely powerful. Moreover, he had consumed many potent items like the Heart of Nature, which at the time seemed trivial but were now incredibly valuable.

Yet, Ye Zhongming seldom used his gardener abilities; first, because they had little direct effect in combat, and second, because he intentionally made people overlook this ability, allowing it to take his enemies by surprise at critical moments.

Now was the moment for him to utilize this profession's capabilities.

Ye Zhongming had insisted against the majority's opinion to choose Layered Water Desolation as their base, feeling it was necessary and his duty to exert more effort to defend this place.

The gardener profession had its own unique abilities, just like the craftsman.

Craftsmen had abilities such as enchanting, forging, embedding, gathering, refining, and homogenous strengthening, which still existed, but the boundaries were now very blurred. Ye Zhongming could gather while performing homogenous strengthening and even complete enchanting simultaneously.

The gardener profession was similar; those initial abilities like planting and activating had become less rigid and fixed.

The abilities derived from basic skills no longer had limits, depending solely on Ye Zhongming's execution.

Just like now, Ye Zhongming activated the seeds of plants, transforming them into the forms he needed.

This was already a high level of mastery, although outsiders may not recognize it.

Even when the mutated beings saw those sharp, metallic-like flowers, they paid little attention. With their defensive capabilities, they wouldn’t be harmed even if they stepped on real metal. Thus, after the metallic spheres rolled down the slope, gradually dispersing and losing most of their obstructive effect, they bravely stepped on the thorny flowers and continued their charge.

However, the first batch of mutated beings that rushed onto the path paused briefly, then became restless and within a few meters, collapsed onto the ground.

A large volume of blood flowed from their steps, and even after falling, their bodies continued to bleed. Judging by the amount and speed of blood loss, they would likely die from excessive bleeding in under a minute.

Yet the charge didn’t stop; those behind continued to surge forward madly, trampling over their fallen comrades as they advanced towards their target, only to fall themselves and become stepping stones for others.

Whether it was the few fierce heavyhide beasts or the subsequent mutated beings, anyone stepping on these thorny flowers couldn’t last more than five meters before suffering severed limbs and collapsing.

Those watching from the base could only sigh in dismay.

They speculated on what these thorny flowers were and how they could be so sharp.

Ye Zhongming completed his ability, letting his hands hang naturally at his sides as he slipped back into the ranks, unnoticed, as a hint of metallic color rapidly faded from his palm.