Apocalypse: I Can See the HP Bar, Killing Monsters Drops Loot - Chapter 124
Chapter 124: Chapter 93 Ability: Slime Spitter_3
Translator: 549690339
Wei Zhenguo saw Wang Tao coming and immediately spoke up.
“I certainly don’t have a problem with it.”
Wang Tao nodded with a smile.
“Alright, then it’s decided!”
Although according to the rules, such matters only require the agreement of five people, and Wang Tao had expressed no interest in participating, Wang Tao was still there, so it was only proper to show him some respect. If Wang Tao had any opinions, they would take them into account.
“But I still have to tell you about the specifics we’ve discussed.”
“First of all, as you mentioned before, we will try not to use White Crystal Cores when fusing in the future, since the success rate is too low. We have to start with at least Blue Crystal Cores, and save the white ones for later…”
“Then there’s the issue of who gets to use the Crystal Cores. There’s no question about it, we committee members definitely have the highest priority. After all, in these apocalyptic times, strength is everything; without it, you can’t command respect…”
“As for the order in which we committee members use the Crystal Cores, the result of our discussion is that those who go out to scavenge for supplies will use them first, followed by those who stay inside the base. The outside world is very dangerous, so self-protection abilities are necessary.”
“This means that you, Wang Tao, me, Wei Zhenguo, Xiang Hongbin, Lu Gang, and Feng Ming’an have the highest priority. Ren Jie and Liu He are a little lower on the list, as they basically don’t leave the base and are exposed to less danger…”
“Now the situation is that you don’t need this Crystal Core. And I’m injured and still in a wheelchair; Xiang Hongbin finds vomiting too disgusting—though I suspect it’s because he doesn’t trust his own luck; Lu Gang wants a Zombie Core that can directly increase combat capability… As for Feng Ming’an, he doesn’t mind. So, in the end, we’ve decided to let Feng Ming’an use it.”
After listening to Wei Zhenguo’s explanation, Wang Tao nodded, finding it reasonable.
Lu Gang took out the green Slime Spitter Crystal Core, which had been cleaned and had no traces of filth on it, with a mass of white slime slowly wriggling inside.
Aside from Wang Tao, everybody else subconsciously swallowed their saliva.
“Can I just eat it directly?”
Feng Ming’an was a bit nervous and excited. Although they had all experimented with Zombie Cores before, this was after all a Crystal Core with a 50% chance of success without any side effects, so he was still nervous, afraid that he might mess something up.
“Just eat it directly.”
Wang Tao nodded.
After getting the affirmation from Wang Tao, the Ability User, Feng Ming’an didn’t dawdle, picked up the Crystal Core, and directly popped it into his mouth.
Glug-
You don’t need to chew Crystal Cores; they melt as soon as they enter the mouth.
“So sleepy…”
After eating the Crystal Core, Feng Ming’an felt his eyelids start to fight each other.
Everyone turned to look at Wang Tao, who clapped his hands with a smile and then explained.
“Looks like Commissioner Feng got lucky, with a 50% chance and he won the gamble. If you experience symptoms like body heat or sleepiness after fusion, then it means it was successful. If there’s no reaction, then it’s a failure.”
Wang Tao had actually never seen what a failed fusion looked like, but there were people in the base like Xiang Hongbin who had used Zombie Cores, but he had no reaction at the time. So using him as a negative example would suffice.
“Whew—”
Drifting in and out of consciousness, Feng Ming’an heard Wang Tao’s words and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then promptly flopped down onto the table and began snoring.
The other committee members also clapped enthusiastically.
“Haha! To actually succeed, this is a good start!”
Xiang Hongbin laughed loudly.
Just as Wei Zhenguo had said, he didn’t trust his own luck, so it was a great relief that Feng Ming’an succeeded; next time, he wanted to get a Core with a higher success rate!
“Exactly, this is indeed a good start. I hope each of us can become an Ability User!”
Ren Jie added with a smile.
“So how long does Commissioner Feng need to sleep?”
Liu He looked at the sleeping Feng Ming’an, slightly concerned.
Wang Tao thought for a moment and said:
“It’s hard to say exactly how long, but even if he sleeps for several days, there’s no need to worry about him starving to death. There’s plenty of energy in this Core.”
Han Rui had slept for a long time when she fused with a Core, and she didn’t face any physical issues.
“That’s good.”
Liu He was relieved.
Next, Lu Gang and Ren Jie carried Feng Ming’an back to his home, and then arranged for someone to watch over him. They were to report if there was any movement.
Feng Ming’an woke up sooner than Wang Tao had expected, the next morning, just as if he had had a normal night’s sleep.
Wang Tao and the others went to Feng Ming’an’s house and Wang Tao noticed he now had a 100-point Mana bar.
“Do you feel anything special?”
Wei Zhenguo asked with some concern.
Feng Ming’an touched his slightly potbellied stomach and said:
“I always feel like there’s something in my stomach, like I could vomit it out at any time, just like this—blargh!”
A large puddle of white vomit came out of Feng Ming’an, instantly covering the floor beneath his feet. A chair was directly covered in white slime.
Wang Tao and the others sidestepped with some disgust, while Lu Gang quickly grabbed a broom from the corner and poked the chair, only to find it unmoved; instead, the broom also got a bit stuck.
“This is like super glue!”
Lu Gang was astonished.
Wang Tao, on the other hand, was looking at Feng Ming’an’s Attributes; the act of vomiting had cost him 20 Mana, meaning he could vomit up to five times in a short period.
“Cough—cough cough—that’s a bit uncomfortable.”
Feng Ming’an covered his mouth, looking a bit distressed. The taste of vomit was unpleasant.
Still, seeing the effect he had caused, he got excited again.
“I am finally an Ability User, too!”
“Congratulations!”
Wang Tao congratulated him, then added:
“How about we go test your Ability’s range and area of effect?”
“Sure!”
The group went to the entrance, and Feng Ming’an exerted himself to his utmost and vomited fiercely towards the outside.
“Blargh—”
Seeing the vomit reach a distance of about three to four meters and form a puddle about two meters in diameter on the ground, Wang Tao nodded.
“Looks good! With this ability, you could specifically hunt special zombies!”
