Chapter 392: Bear’s Explosive Escape

Unfortunately, even after spending so much time in the forest, Kang Taewoo still had not figured out where the red ribbon had placed its mark on him.

At this point, he could only accept his loss and sacrifice one piece to save the rest.

"You forced me to do this!"

Unable to hold back any longer, he clenched his fists.

In the next instant, Kang Taewoo swiftly took advantage of the brief moment when the monsters were reviving. His broad bear paw viciously grabbed the zipper on his belly and pulled it all the way down. Without giving it a second thought, he immediately retreated into his original starter fur coat.

Looking at his black and red plush toy body, complete with a white apron tied around his waist, Kang Taewoo could not help shedding tears of sorrow.

Why had he gone out in the first place?! Wouldn't it have been better to stay quietly inside his territory? So what if the game swallowed up some of his money? What was the big deal?! That was the limited edition Nightwalking Bear outfit he had worked so hard to save up for!

The outfit was already discontinued, so there was no way to buy a second one!

He had suffered a huge loss!

Kang Taewoo grabbed his logging axe and immediately hurried back to the place where he had stopped chopping wood, his eyes brimming with tears.

Make money!

Being locked onto by an enemy was a very serious matter for other players and NPCs.

When they entered combat, most of the functions within their territory became unavailable. NPCs could no longer use spatial jumps to travel to other worlds, and, most importantly, even their cultivation would be affected.

However, for Kang Taewoo, this was nothing more than the loss of a single fur suit.

Unfortunately, materials suitable for making fur suits that members of the Puppet Race could inhabit were extremely rare. They were not something one could buy simply by having enough money, and the manufacturing process was also complicated.

Therefore, his race could not simply rely on wearing fur suits to recklessly get themselves into trouble everywhere. They just had fewer restrictions to worry about compared to other people.

Kang Taewoo raised an arm and wiped away his tears, feeling utterly miserable.

Sure enough, everything Mommy had said was right. Once he had been recruited, he should not think about anything else. He should just finish his work, clock out, and go to sleep. He should not do anything unnecessary at all. Otherwise, his money would always find some unexpected way to leave him.

In the forest shrouded in red mist, the red mist zombies revived once again and eagerly rushed toward the target marked by the red ribbon.

A bear hide?

Looking at the target, which had clearly become much flatter, even the red mist zombie, despite not having a brain in the usual sense, could not help but show a hint of confusion in its eyes.

However, as the other red mist zombies began to revive, it no longer had time to worry about such things. It simply picked up the bear hide from the ground and hurried back.

They had KPIs to meet, too! Returning empty handed would bring them terrible consequences!

After the other red mist zombies revived, the marked signal had already disappeared from the area. They stood there in confusion, unsure of what to do.

After remaining frozen in place for a while, they finally scattered in different directions, hurrying to search for other prey before the allotted time ran out.

Zombies instinctively craved flesh and blood. However, after being controlled by the red mist, they had become nothing more than tools that existed solely to serve the Red Mist Boss.

They did not eat, rest, or sleep. They remained on standby twenty four hours a day, and even the food they brought back from their nightly hunts had to be handed over to the authorities.

Zombies could not starve to death. At most, hunger would make them more irritable and violent. However, the Red Mist Boss clearly did not care about that.

In the past, whenever prey was brought back, the red mist zombies would usually become somewhat restless because they could not suppress their instinctive cravings. This time, however, there was no such reaction. They were calm and indifferent, as though they had abandoned all worldly desires.

Not a single zombie was interested in a bear hide that was not even made from an animal's skin.

The red mist did not notice anything unusual, either. Once all the red mist zombies had returned, it immediately rushed toward the pile of prey and took a huge gulp without giving it a second thought.

BOOM!

A gigantic mushroom cloud rose into the air, momentarily evaporating all the surrounding red mist and leaving a vacuum in its place.

The Red Mist Boss awoke with a start from its towering pile of white bones. The red mist contracted urgently, wrapping around it so tightly that not even a gap remained. However, the zombies that had lost the red mist's protection were not so fortunate. Most of them had been blown apart, leaving behind piles of shattered flesh that could no longer gather themselves back together.

The earth shaking explosion was accompanied by a peculiar fragrance that spread in every direction, causing the nearby creatures to grow restless.

It was difficult to describe the scent. It carried the bloody, savory smell of flesh and blood, yet it also possessed the delicate fragrance of heavenly treasures and rare natural resources. Without realizing it, the scent awakened a deep desire buried within the very depths of their genes.

Heavenly treasures and rare natural resources often carried the promise of evolution. No living creature could resist the prospect of evolving. This made it extremely difficult for the creatures nearby to withstand the temptation. Without a second thought, they began moving toward the place where the fragrance was coming from.

"ROAR!"