Super Island Tycoon

Chapter 1113: Chapter 1112: Influence

Ba Lv had simply never dared imagine it: if she got bitten while fighting a monster like this, what on earth would she turn into.

She looked at those monster corpses that had been sucked dry; without exception, they all showed a shriveled appearance, looking utterly disgusting.

Since the corpses of these monsters had already attracted so many other monsters, who knew whether more would come?

Ba Lv raised her head and looked at the hole she had fallen through; there was still no movement there. It seemed that during this time, Yanran still hadn’t found this place.

She couldn’t hesitate any longer. Ba Lv looked around, trying to find a suitable passage.

There was no direction ahead that wasn’t dangerous. Ba Lv hesitated, then walked toward one direction.

The White Wolf had just left from this very direction.

The gale howled, and goose-feather snowflakes kept falling without pause.

Yanran hid behind that rock, feeling her body temperature slowly dropping; she felt herself getting colder and colder.

Guo Ran stared at the world of endless white before her, and she had completely run out of ideas.

This was her first time experiencing such an icy, snowy world; before this, she had scarcely even seen snow.

Faced with this planet covered in ice and snow, she not only couldn’t adapt to the temperature here, but this kind of environment also left her feeling lost.

Ba Lv was gone, and she couldn’t find the way back to the spaceship.

Although she had no experience traveling in a world of ice and snow, Yanran knew that blindly wandering about in a goal-less, unfamiliar environment was extremely dangerous.

Yanran had read related books; some explorers, when searching for a direction of advance in open areas without a clear target, often ended up going in circles.

Moreover, the extreme cold would severely drain a person’s strength.

Yanran felt her vision becoming blurry, and a drowsy heaviness came over her.

She knew this wasn’t a good sign; she knew that once she fell asleep, she would never wake up again.

Yanran, shivering, stretched out her hand and slapped her own leg hard.

There was no sensation of pain.

Not the slightest trace of pain.

Gritting her teeth, the steel claws appeared in her hand. Yanran glanced at the sharp tips and was just about to stab them into her leg.

A dark shadow flashed across her field of vision.

Yanran hurriedly looked up; that shadow had already stopped not far in front of her.

It was a huge bird-like creature.

The bird slowly walked toward Yanran.

Yanran tensed up; as the creature came closer, she realized the being before her was absolutely no ordinary bird.

It was a monster whose appearance resembled a wolf, but with a pair of fleshy wings growing from its back.

At this moment, a vicious gleam shone in its eyes. Its mouth opened slowly, revealing sharp teeth bit by bit as it came to a crouch not far from Yanran, staring fixedly at her without blinking.

Yanran gave a bitter smile. She hadn’t expected that when her whole body was about to freeze stiff, some beast would actually come over to join the fun.

Truly misfortune never comes alone.

This predator was definitely not some timid creature; the only reason it hadn’t launched an attack on Yanran yet was because it had never seen a being like her before.

So this predator was also secretly sizing her up.

Only, in this world of ice and snow, finding food was no easy matter; this beast had already gone several days without eating anything.

Hunger made it involuntarily hasten its urge to attack.

The moment she first saw this Beast, Yanran’s Spiritual Power had already begun running at full speed. At this point, she had thrown the feeling of cold to the back of her mind and was now concentrating on dealing with the danger before her.

Back on the Nameless Planet, Yanran had always lived by hunting; when it came to dealing with wild beasts, she was still quite experienced.

In a situation like this, she first had to stay calm. Once she panicked, it would only give the beasts more openings to attack; it would do her no good at all.

Yanran kept her eyes fixed on the predator in front of her. Time was extremely precious to her; she needed some time to get her frozen, numb hands moving freely again.

Only, that Beast had already been starving for days; it really couldn’t bear the hunger any longer.

The beast began its attack on Yanran.

After circling around Yanran twice, it suddenly lunged at her.

Yanran judged the direction of its pounce, her body flickered to the side, and with a roll she dodged past the front of the Beast’s claws.

But she had underestimated the effect of the extreme cold on her body; her movements were nowhere near as agile as before. The monster’s claws swept past her shoulder, tearing open her clothes.

Although her body wasn’t injured, Yanran still sensed how serious the situation was.

She hadn’t expected the frigid weather to affect her this much, not only numbing her limbs but also clouding her thinking.

Originally, when facing this beast’s pouncing attack, she should have brushed past its foreclaws at close range; but the cold had caused her to judge wrongly, resulting in her clothes being torn by its claws.

After its first lunge failed to hit its target, the predator began circling Yanran again.

It pressed in on her once more, step by step. Yanran slowly retreated, maneuvering among the rocks as she sparred with it.

With a few flaps of its wings, the creature took to the air. From high above, it extended its sharp talons and struck down at Yanran from directly overhead.

This way, no matter how Yanran tried to use those rocks as cover, she couldn’t avoid the beast’s attacks anymore.

What’s more, facing a Beast flying in midair, she had no choice but to tilt her head back to deal with it.

This fighting posture was extremely disadvantageous for her. In addition, the snowflakes falling from the sky interfered with her vision; some flakes even landed right in her eyes.

Very quickly, under the beast’s attacks, Yanran was forced into a passive position.

And during the struggle with the predator, she was forced to leave her sheltered spot and become exposed to the storm. With not the slightest cover, her body temperature dropped even faster.

Even though she was constantly moving under the beast’s attacks, her hands and feet grew more and more numb, and her movements gradually slowed down.

Was she really going to become this beast’s food?

Seizing a brief opening after dodging one of the Beast’s attacks, Yanran panted heavily, and this thought involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

Pressing its advantage without mercy, the predator saw that its prey was about to reach her limit, and it further quickened the tempo of its assault.

It repeatedly swooped at Yanran from the air, and this monster was quite cunning: it actually knew to attack from upwind and drive Yanran into the downwind position. That way, the snowflakes carried by the icy wind affected her even more.

Heaven and earth were both extremely unfavorable to Yanran; in such circumstances, it was only a matter of time before she lost.

Yanran’s steel claws sliced past the underside of the beast’s body; they were just a hair’s breadth from slitting open its belly. But it was precisely that tiny margin that caused her attack not only to fail, but also to invite a counterstrike from her opponent.

Yanran’s body crashed to the ground. That leap just now, when she’d tried to strike at the beast’s abdomen, had nearly exhausted the last of her strength.

When she hit the ground, she didn’t even have the strength to stand; she could only half-kneel there on the snow.