Game Invasion: A new term for each level

Chapter 186 Bartfly and Simple Calculations

The moment the five stepped into Butterfly Valley, dense scales rained down on them like raindrops.

Song Lin took out a transparent raincoat from the prop space and put it on. It was a defensive prop that could effectively block the scale powder and prevent the illusion from affecting her, but it was only temporary. The sweet smell kept wafting into Song Lin's nose!

The scales landed on Song Lin's ordinary yet expensive raincoat, making a slight hissing sound, as if they were corroding it.

Yang Hui unconsciously slowed his breathing, each phosphorus powder trying to penetrate his pores, into his brain, to pluck the string called the subconscious.

Yan Yiming silently said to himself, "My resistance to hallucinations has increased!"

It takes a lot of mental effort to issue his own decrees, but Yan Yiming's vocabulary is very flexible and versatile, suitable for various occasions.

He also wanted to give Yang Hui one, but Yan Yiming remembered the heart-pounding feeling he had when he gave him temporary attributes before.

Even so, Yan Yiming still tentatively said, "Yang Hui's understanding of hallucinations..."

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That heart-pounding feeling returned once again, and Yan Yiming quickly shut his mouth and stopped making a sound.

Looking at the countless colorful butterflies filling the sky, Yang Hui asked, "What color is Bartfly?"

"I don't know, but it should be quite conspicuous, since there's only one in Butterfly Valley," Yan Yiming continued.

Song Lin advised Luo Che, "Let's not force ourselves to go looking for it. If we waste time, I'm afraid we'll all collapse here."

"Are you saying you don't trust my abilities?!" Luo Che said nonchalantly, "Your intelligence isn't as high as mine, so don't try to tell me what to do!"

Song Lin pursed her lips, lowered her head, and remained silent.

The group ventured deeper into the canyon, and a few minutes later, Song Lin was the first to sense something amiss.

She saw the outlines of the surrounding plants casting blurry shadows, and Song Lin's body swayed slightly, her head feeling a little dizzy. But hadn't she already put on protective gear?

As Song Lin looked down, she discovered a festering wound on her palm and screamed in terror!

"Ah! My hand! What happened to it!"

The group turned around to look, but Luo Che did not move. He was still searching for Bartfly in the canyon with his eyes.

Old Gu quickly grabbed her hand and said, "This is an illusion. There's nothing wrong with your hand. This scale powder isn't just falling on you; you inhale it with every breath you take. Come on! Don't get excited. Calm your breathing so you can get through Butterfly Valley."

When Song Lin heard what Old Gu said, she trembled and raised her hands in front of her. The rotting scene was so real.

She quickly took out a box of throat lozenges from her prop space, popped one into her mouth, and tried to slow down the mental impact.

Song Lin handed another one to Old Gu.

Seeing this, Yan Yiming said enviously, "Mr. Song really spoils you; he's spent a lot of money on you."

Yang Hui had obtained this item from a treasure chest before, but he only had one and had already eaten it.

I never expected Song Lin to have such a big box!

Although the throat lozenges provided a little bit of relief, it was better than nothing. That's the power of money!

Luo Che snatched the throat lozenge in mid-air and stuffed it into his mouth. Song Lin didn't say anything, and took out another one to hand to Old Master Gu.

Yan Yiming sneered, "You're really not a human being. You even steal other people's throat lozenges. Aren't you so great?"

"This is a matter for our Northern Storm Squad," Luo Che said arrogantly.

"Fine!" This infuriated Yan Yiming. He tugged at Yang Hui's sleeve and handed him his megaphone prop.

Yang Hui took it, put the megaphone to his lips, and whistled loudly!

The whistle sounded immediately, amplified by the loudspeaker, and almost covered the entire Butterfly Valley!

Yang Hui quickly began to calculate in his mind. This moment was extremely mentally taxing, but fortunately, since entering, Yang Hui had only used attribute-based fist and foot techniques to suppress the opponent, and had only used his affix abilities slightly a few times.

This sound attracted Luo Che and the others' attention, and they were all wondering what Yang Hui was doing.

Is it some kind of keyword ability?

Or was it the effect of the megaphone prop in his hand?

Just as Luo Che and the others were focused on Yang Hui, Yan Yiming quietly released a two-colored butterfly from his palm. Its wings were black and white, making it stand out among the colorful butterflies.

This was a disguise he created using the effects of the entry.

"Look! Butterfly!" Following Yang Hui's whisper before entering the valley, Yan Yiming burst out with a scream worthy of an Oscar-winning actor.

He pointed at the black and white butterfly, his voice trembling, "Yang Hui! Quick, grab it! Take it to make up for your intelligence deficiency, and we can kill the Lion King and get the 300 million!"

"Mine!" Yang Hui shouted suddenly, making a perfect match.

The ground beneath his feet crumbled like a spiderweb, and he, like a black cannon, charged straight toward the most dazzling black and white butterfly with an unstoppable, mad momentum.

"Trying to fix your weaknesses? Dream on! You'll die here today!"

A sinister glint flashed in Luo Che's eyes as he stared intently at Yang Hui.

In his view, if Yang Hui, this physical monster, were to also acquire the intelligence attribute...

This game instance is now out of his control, and he will never allow such a thing to happen.

"It's mine!" Luo Che shouted in a low voice.

Before he finished speaking, he had already shot off like an arrow.

The moment he exerted force with his feet, blazing flames suddenly exploded from his body, and the orange-red flames instantly engulfed his arms and shoulders, the high temperature distorting the surrounding air.

The flames became his booster.

With each push off the ground, the explosive airflow propelled him forward a considerable distance, achieving astonishing speed and leaving a trail of scorching flames behind him.

His pupils constricted, fixed intently on the black and white butterfly floating in mid-air in front of him.

The flames burned ever brighter, leaving a trail of charred footprints on the ground as they passed, and the air was thick with a scorching heat, as if even the wind and the dust in the air were being ignited.

Arriving first despite being late, just as Yang Hui's fingertips were about to touch the black and white butterfly.

He forcefully cut in with a flying tackle, his five fingers gripping the butterfly tightly like steel claws, and then frantically crushed it in his palm!

"Hahaha! Got it! Yang Hui! You'll never leave Butterfly Valley! This will be your final resting place!"

boom! ! !

The black and white butterfly shattered, but instead of providing the expected attribute bonus, it exploded into a cloud of pungent orange-yellow powder.

Luo Che couldn't dodge in time and got soaked from head to toe.

The powder had a strong blinding and hallucinogenic effect, and he screamed in pain.

He fell from mid-air and rolled around in the grass in a sorry state.

"This is fake! It's just a regular rainbow butterfly!"

At this moment, Yang Hui, who was originally eager to charge forward, stopped steadily five meters away from Luo Che.

His movements were slow and deliberate. He bent down slightly and gently picked up a small black and white butterfly from under a cluster of inconspicuous, even somewhat rustic, black and white flowers. The butterfly was completely gray and had no light effect.

This butterfly blended in with the ordinary butterfly population, looking like a failed experiment, but it was the only genuine one in the entire canyon.

"Captain Luo, you're quite strong! Is the scale powder tasty? What flavor does it have?"

Yang Hui smiled coldly, and in front of Luo Che's eyes, which were red from the scale powder, he gently pinched his fingers.

You have killed Bart Fry and gained 6888 experience points.

Your attribute values ​​have increased!

[Wisdom: 15→17]

A cool and clear feeling instantly washed over Yang Hui's mind.

The butterfly wings that had previously appeared as overlapping, blurry images in the field of vision became clearly discernible at this moment.

"You—you plotted against me?!" Luo Che's face turned a deep liver color from anger and shame.

"All's fair in war, Captain Luo." Yang Hui brushed the black and white residue from his fingertips and said calmly, "Thanks for these two attribute points."

Song Lin and Old Master Gu stood behind, watching Luo Che, who had already broken down, and Yang Hui, who remained calm and composed, their eyelids twitching wildly.

At this point, the two realized that Yang Hui was not some brute who only knew how to use his fists.

With just a simple feint, Luo Che was turned into a clown.

His level is many levels higher than Luo Che's, who is ruthless and unscrupulous. He is simply a small fry compared to a big fish!

Luo Che gritted his teeth and said, "I'll let you go this time! But don't let yourself fall into my hands!"

"Let me go?" Yang Hui chuckled. "You must be quite weak right now. I'd like to know, who's really not letting whom go?"

Yang Hui and Yan Yiming took a step towards Luo Che in unison, with countless colorful butterflies fluttering wildly behind them, their scales falling like fine snowflakes.

At the same time, a screen of light flashed before Yang Hui's eyes.

Congratulations on reaching level 23!