Published: February 7, 2025
“Demon Feeding Beehive!” Ye Zhongming placed his hand on the oval-shaped equipment, and its name and function were revealed.
This green-grade item turned out to be a beast pool-like equipment!
In his previous life, Ye Zhongming was aware of this type of equipment. One could say that beast pool equipment was an essential treasure for many large battle groups and forces.
Not only could this item allow its owner to cultivate monsters into battle pets, significantly increasing their strength, but it could also provide magic crystals, especially low-grade magic crystals. In his past life, five years after the apocalypse began, low-grade magic crystals were almost entirely sourced from mutated plants cultivated by this beast pool equipment and low-tier monsters.
One could say that this item functions similarly to a treasure trove.
Ye Zhongming’s eyes lit up; although he heard that the beast pools of several major forces were measured in three-digit cubic meters, his little equipment, which couldn’t exceed two cubic meters, was incomparable to theirs. However, obtaining this item at the early stages of the apocalypse was still quite good.
After fiddling with it for a while, Ye Zhongming suddenly realized that beast pool items are different from other equipment. This item cannot be used directly; instead, one must capture monsters or mutated animals to raise inside it.
However, Ye Zhongming currently had none on hand, and since this equipment was a beehive-type item, he could only capture small flying monsters and mutated animals.
Ye Zhongming scratched his head; this item had quite a few limitations. Moreover, this was an equipment from Earth, and its effectiveness in the Secret Realm was also uncertain, as magical monsters and mutated life forms on Earth were fundamentally different.
After thinking for a moment, Ye Zhongming decided not to worry. He could just try capturing suitable magical monsters to see if it works.
Looking at other requirements, he was relieved to find that the energy needed wasn’t magic crystals but his blood. However, the required amount was minimal, only needed at the beginning of the nurturing process and during the monster's evolution. Normally, the mutated life forms inside the beehive could hunt for their own food to survive and store the energy needed for evolution.
Having obtained this equipment, Ye Zhongming became restless. The sooner he raised his battle pets, the better, as it wouldn’t be a one-time affair but would take some time. So, he immediately sought out Afo and the leaders of the Gray Mountain Tribe to inquire about nearby small flying magical monsters.
The two tribe leaders exchanged looks. Although they didn’t know why Ye Zhongming was asking this, they still brought their respective hunting team leaders for consultation.
Afo's map also came in handy; it was spread out on the table. After several exchanges, they pinpointed two locations of magical monsters that met Ye Zhongming’s criteria.
Ye Zhongming looked at the map, slightly furrowing his brows, his finger moving restlessly across it.
“Here and here, are these the targets we plan to cooperate with next?” Ye Zhongming pointed to two black dots that Afo had marked on the map.
Afo nodded; Gray Mountain was their first target, and these two tribes would be the next. The strength of these two tribes was greater than that of Gray Mountain, with one tribe being only slightly weaker than the Dabu Tribe.
Ye Zhongming nodded in silence, continuing to examine the map and occasionally asking Afo for more information.
Finally, Ye Zhongming marked a spot.
“This is the habitat of the copper barbarian demon monsters, right?”
After receiving Afo’s affirmative answer, Ye Zhongming continued, “And this is the largest group of copper barbarian demon monsters nearby, right? Counting them, there are over a thousand!”
Gray Mountain now understood that the reason Afo Tribe had embarked on an almost irreversible path of annexation was completely due to this young man. Moreover, this young man had come to Afo Tribe for less than a hundred days of falling sand and was already showing signs of surpassing Afo to become the tribe’s decision-maker, which made it impossible for them to not take him seriously.