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Chapter 216 - 213: Grand Canyon · Nov 15, 2026

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201 Chapter 201 - 198: Monsters Appear 2026-11-15
202 Chapter 202 - 199: Wanted Again 2026-11-15
203 Chapter 203 - 200: Are You Finished? 2026-11-15
204 Chapter 204 - 201: Nightingale Is Instantly Defeated 2026-11-15
205 Chapter 205 - 202: This Should Be Upgradeable Too, Right? 2026-11-15
206 Chapter 206 - 203: A Disaster Movie Is Just Like This, Right? 2026-11-15
207 Chapter 207 - 204: Beast Fighting Arena 2026-11-15
208 Chapter 208 - 205: Lucky Star on High 2026-11-15
209 Chapter 209 - 206: Secret Base 2026-11-15
210 Chapter 210 - 207: She can only die at my hands 2026-11-15
211 Chapter 211 - 208: Number 00007 Never Disappoints 2026-11-15
212 Chapter 212 - 209: Rare Creature 2026-11-15
213 Chapter 213 - 210: Bizarre Incident 2026-11-15
214 Chapter 214 - 211: Dangerous Forest 2026-11-15
215 Chapter 215 - 212: Little Grass 2026-11-15
216 Chapter 216 - 213: Grand Canyon 2026-11-15
217 Chapter 217 - 214: Emerald Bracelet 2026-11-15
218 Chapter 218 - 215: Volcanic Eruption 2026-11-15
219 Chapter 219 - 216: Zombie Horde 2026-11-15
220 Chapter 220 - 217: Your God’s Family Is Way Too Broad 2026-11-15
221 Chapter 221 - 218: Invulnerable to Poison 2026-11-15
222 Chapter 222 - 219: Sacrifice 2026-11-15
223 Chapter 223 - 220: The People Here Are So Hospitable 2026-11-15
224 Chapter 224 - 221: After Dark, I’ll Rob You 2026-11-15
225 Chapter 225 - 222: Swarm of Mutated Lemmings 2026-11-15
226 Chapter 226 - 223: The Factory Area Under Attack 2026-11-15
227 Chapter 227 - 224: How Dare They Blow Up Her RV 2026-11-15
228 Chapter 228 - 225: The Mysterious Gray-Haired Man 2026-11-15
229 Chapter 229 - 226: What Illness Does She Have? 2026-11-15
230 Chapter 230 - 227: A Tycoon Indeed 2026-11-15
231 Chapter 231 - 228: He Likes This Girl 2026-11-15
232 Chapter 232 - 229: This Thing is Poisonous 2026-11-15
233 Chapter 233 - 230: Someone Is Immune to This Little Grass? 2026-11-15
234 Chapter 234 - 231: Damn, I Almost Got Scorched 2026-11-15
235 Chapter 235 - 232: Great Buddha Temple 2026-11-15
236 Chapter 236 - 233: This Is Running for Your Life 2026-11-15
237 Chapter 237 - 234: Stealing My Precious Treasure? 2026-11-15
238 Chapter 238 - 235: It’s Obvious Someone Will Stir Up Trouble 2026-11-15
239 Chapter 239 - 236: You Have the Wrong Idea About My Abilities 2026-11-15
240 Chapter 240 - 237: I’m Not Interested in You 2026-11-15
241 Chapter 241 - 238: That Bastard Chen Xing Must Be Behind This 2026-11-15
242 Chapter 242 - 239: A Terrifying Woman 2026-11-15
243 Chapter 243 - 240: Catching a Turtle in a Jar 2026-11-15
244 Chapter 244 - 241: Supporting Song Yiguo 2026-11-15
245 Chapter 245 - 242: The Worst Result 2026-11-15
246 Chapter 246 - 243: Today, Whoever Comes Will Die 2026-11-15
247 Chapter 247 - 244: Controlling Zombies 2026-11-15
248 Chapter 248 - 245: Chaos in the South 2026-11-15
249 Chapter 249 - 246: You Want to Take It On? 2026-11-15
250 Chapter 250 - 247: Want to Kill Someone? 2026-11-15

Chapter 216: Chapter 213: Grand Canyon

That guy, Song Yiguo, had heard about some rare species and sent her here without even figuring out what it was.

He said he’d get in touch with her after receiving more information.

But deep in these mountains, cell phones had no signal. Since she arrived, they hadn’t been in contact at all.

Naturally, they still had no idea what that rare species was.

’Who would have thought it was that Little Grass?’

That thing could make someone lose all their abilities in an instant. Who could possibly get close?

In that case, she had no reason to hide it. ”It’s a stalk of Little Grass...”

She even considerately described what the Little Grass looked like.

The other party was moved to tears with gratitude.

Perhaps because of the noise, a team of about a hundred people soon found them.

The team was from a small country in Southeast Asia, led by a forty-year-old woman named Buma.

Dressed in a military uniform, she had a valiant and heroic air about her.

Her skin, likely from constant sun exposure, was a healthy-looking bronze.

The two parties briefly exchanged information.

Buma’s team had only been in the mountains for a day. Aside from finding desiccated corpses, they hadn’t encountered anything else out of the ordinary.

When she heard that everyone was looking for a stalk of Little Grass, she expressed her thanks. ”This electric fence of yours, is it to protect against that special Little Grass?”

When Chen Xing confirmed it was, Buma immediately ordered her people to find metal objects.

The next few days were different from before.

They frequently ran into other teams, all of whom now had their own electric fences, and the casualty rate dropped significantly.

They had expected to encounter the Little Grass often, but their team never saw it again.

They saw Buma’s team again several days later.

Chen Xing’s trio arrived at the edge of the Grand Canyon.

It was their first time in this area.

They thought they had already combed through the entire mountain forest several times, yet they had still somehow missed this place.

Looking down from the edge of the Grand Canyon, they saw fields of grass.

Chen Xing was speechless. ’It’s all that Little Grass, the kind that drains all of a person’s abilities.’

’If anyone goes down there, they’ll be torn to shreds, won’t they!?’

Just then, she spotted Buma’s team standing on the opposite side of the canyon.

The other team saw them too and gave them a nod.

Both sides then began making preparations to descend and retrieve the Little Grass.

Buma’s team had more people, so they started their operation immediately.

Their plan was to have someone rappel into the canyon, grab a Little Grass, and be pulled up before they passed out.

But it was easier said than done.

Several people tried and failed to grab any of the Little Grass.

In the end, they had to send down a speed-type Superpower User.

This time, he successfully grabbed a Little Grass.

Buma immediately ordered her team to pull the Superpower User up.

But just as he was being pulled halfway up, a long vine shot out from the canyon wall.

By the time Chen Xing shouted a warning, it was too late.

The rope snapped, and the Superpower User was dragged into the canyon, vanishing in an instant.

Buma immediately sent another person down.

Chen Xing wanted to stop them. She had seen the stalk of Little Grass wither just a few seconds after it was pulled from the soil.

Just then, another team appeared on a different side of the canyon, catching her attention.

It was a team from the United States military, and their leader, to her surprise, was Cadar.

She was wearing a red qipao and black leather boots. Standing out against the sea of green, she drew everyone’s gaze.

When she saw Chen Xing, a flicker of wariness entered her eyes.

Ever since the Hao Wenli incident, she had been curious how Chen Xing managed to survive such a devastating event.

Her former disdain had turned to caution; she no longer dared to underestimate her.

Still, that didn’t mean she liked her.

The various teams set up camp and began the work of harvesting the Little Grass.

A few days passed and more teams arrived, but none of them could successfully retrieve the Little Grass.

Chen Xing’s team, however, didn’t make a move. They just watched quietly.

They would wait for a team to succeed and then copy their method.

They had plenty of supplies and protection, so they weren’t worried about the delay.

No one knew that danger was slowly closing in.

The vine, having gone many days without absorbing any energy, was growing agitated. It was no longer content to wait for the Little Grass to do its work.

It slowly extended its long tendrils toward the teams camped by the canyon.

Instantly, screams and cries for help erupted around the canyon.

Everyone was so focused on getting the Little Grass that no one bothered to look.

Chen Xing’s trio, however, wanted to see what was happening and rushed over.

They saw countless long vines slaughtering a team of over a hundred, leaving only a few survivors.

The screaming had lasted less than a minute...

The electric fence was completely destroyed; it seemed to be useless.

Chen Xing didn’t approach. Instead, she picked an empty spot and threw a few bombs in that direction.

The vines quickly retreated, allowing a few people to escape with their lives.

The survivors’ faces were etched with terror. ”Th-thank you!” they stammered, their hearts still pounding with fear.

It had all happened in the blink of an eye...

They had gathered together, worried it would be dangerous to spread out. How could they have imagined the vines would attack them?

”I think the electric fence only works on the Little Grass. It’s not powerful enough to hurt the vines!” Xiao Long speculated.

Chen Xing thought so too.

About ten minutes after the three of them returned to their camp, more cries for help came from another direction.

This team was farther away. By the time Chen Xing and her companions arrived, there were no survivors.

A quick count revealed it had also been a team of over a hundred people.

In the time that followed, teams were attacked intermittently.

By the end of the day, nearly all of the larger teams had been attacked.

For safety, the few remaining teams banded together with others.

When they woke up the next day, almost every team around the Grand Canyon had been attacked by the vines, with the exception of a few of the very largest groups.

The United States team and Buma’s team were also attacked, but both were powerful and equipped with heavy weaponry, so they didn’t suffer too badly.

”How come the vines haven’t come for us?” Wen Yan found it a little odd, not that he was hoping they would.

”The vines only attack large groups!” Chen Xing finally understood why the three of them had been safe this whole time.

’On the first night, the Little Grass approached us while we slept. I’m not sure if it succeeded or failed, but there were definitely other, much larger teams nearby at the time.’

’So we were lucky the vines didn’t consider us worth their while.’

’Maybe two or three people aren’t even a snack for the vines?’

’After all, it must absorb a significant amount of energy each time it feeds.’

As the number of teams dwindled and the vines attacked with increasing impunity, the remaining groups grew desperate.

Everyone was trying all sorts of methods, desperate to get just one Little Grass to take back with them.

Just then, Chen Xing’s attention was drawn to Buma’s team.

There was a young man in his early twenties. He wasn’t tall and had a fair-skinned face that didn’t look like it was from Southeast Asia.

He stood at the canyon’s edge and extended his palm toward the grassy fields below.

As he pulled his hand back, a stalk of Little Grass materialized in his palm.

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