The apocalypse struck, and I became a druid.

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The target area is clearly located within military bases.

However, he moved very stealthily, bypassing the patrolling soldiers and using buildings as cover to reach a relatively secluded area in the mountaintop gathering area.

This appears to be where the logistics staff live.

In the small space, amidst the European-style buildings, there are also a dozen or so simple buildings that are obviously temporary structures.

Around these buildings, you can see some simple planting sheds and busy figures going in and out.

Just as he was preparing to find a suitable place to communicate with the beast spirit, a side door of a building was pushed open.

Several men and women dressed in clean clothes and in good spirits came out.

They spoke in hushed tones, carrying some tools in their hands, as they walked toward the planting shed not far away.

Han Ning's gaze swept over the group of people, and he suddenly became serious.

Two of them looked vaguely familiar to him.

After a moment's thought, I remembered.

These two people appear to be teachers from the Agricultural and Forestry University.

"They've been moved here?" Han Ning wondered.

He then understood.

In this apocalyptic world, after temporarily escaping the predicament of being hunted by monsters.

Talented individuals who possess agricultural planting techniques are undoubtedly a relatively valuable resource.

Some soldiers discovered them, invited them over, and gathered them here, most likely because they shared Han Ning's idea.

It's perfectly normal to put them in charge of researching how to grow crops in harsh environments to ensure food supply.

After all, there are specialties in the art industry.

"..."

Han Ning no longer paid attention to them, which was irrelevant to his goal for this trip.

He looked around to make sure there were no sentries or patrols nearby, then slipped into a secluded, deserted place.

It was dark and damp, and piled with broken and miscellaneous items.

He plunged his hands into the cold ground, his forehead lightly touching the mud.

His spiritual energy traveled along his forehead, through the artificial hill, and into the depths of the ground, attempting to communicate with the earth.

After a while.

The vast will of the earth descended once more.

In the chaotic darkness, countless beast spirits floated like stars.

The most dazzling of them all, with lightning crackling around its edges, was none other than the Thunder Marsh, guided by the will of nature!

Han Ning used his mental power to observe and confirmed that the Thunder Marten was indeed the most powerful beast spirit in this area.

Its level is the same as the Molten Gold War Tiger, with a maximum level of Lv25.

Without any hesitation, Han Ning released his spiritual power and made contact with the beastly figure.

The moment his spiritual tendrils touched the beast's shadow, a tremendous suction force pulled him into a chaotic, primordial body of water.

This time, he transformed into a slender young mink covered in smooth, light blue fur.

A large hagfish was slowly wriggling in the water plants ahead.

He lunged out clumsily, the water slid past his side, and he crashed headfirst into the jagged rocks.

The salty seawater filled my mouth and nose, and I felt a strong suffocating sensation.

In his struggle, he glimpsed a crab the size of a millstone, its massive pincers waving as it emerged from a crevice in the rocks, its jaws crackling with eerie blue electricity, aiming straight for his vulnerable spine…

The image was shattered and then reassembled.

He was an adult Lezard ferret, being swarmed by three bony-spiky snake eels in a narrow coral reef passage.

On the verge of death, some power seemed to awaken within him, and wisps of electricity appeared around his body. His body transformed into a bolt of lightning, forcing its way out from the gaps in the snake eel's strangulation. His sharp claws tore apart the snake eel's eyeball, and scalding, bloody blood gushed out...

……

The mental shock brought by countless "deaths," accompanied by excruciating pain like lightning tearing through nerves, assaulted Han Ning's mind.

Last time, his mental and spiritual power were low, and the beast spirit of the Molten Gold War Tiger tormented him quite a bit.

He is no longer the same person he used to be.

Although it hurts, it's still within a tolerable range.

He even had the spare energy to release a wisp of spiritual power to observe the surrounding environment.

He clearly remembered that the last time he fused with a beast spirit, it took a whole day and night.

The current environment is different from last time, so we need to be more vigilant.

"Squeak!"

Finally, a blue-white Lezer sable squeaked at him, transformed into a bolt of lightning, and charged straight at him.

It was like rushing into his body.

Boom!

It was as if a lightning bolt had struck and exploded at the core of Han Ning's spirit.

The shadow of the Thunder Marten condensed into a bolt of lightning, piercing deep into Han Ning's brow.

In reality, Han Ning opened his eyes, his body trembling slightly, as if he were receiving electrotherapy.

At the center of his brow, a mink-shaped mark outlined by leaping blue and white lightning lit up.

Bright electric light pierced through the rain, illuminating this corner in a deep blue hue.

[Beast Spirit Mark: Razor Sable has been branded!]

[Beast Form (Intermediate) Currently available Beast Spirits to be Imprinted (2/3)]

Han Ning took a few breaths to calm down from the negative effects of fusing with the beast spirit.

With a slight thought, the lightning sable head mark that had just been imprinted on the spiritual world was activated.

Zizzi~zizi~

Han Ning's body visibly became longer and more slender amidst the emerging lightning.

Short blue hairs grew on the skin.

The limbs are stretched, and the muscle lines become streamlined and full of explosive power.

Tough webbed membranes grow between the fingers, and hook-like claws extend from the ends.

The spine was strengthened to the extreme, and a long tail, almost as long as the body, covered with thick short hair and with a small cluster of silvery-white electric arcs burning at the end, pierced through the waistband and swayed behind.

His facial bones contracted slightly, and his mouth and nose lengthened, forming a slightly curved snout.

Its eyes transformed into those of a mink, with silver-blue lightning slowly swirling within its pupils, as if thunder were born and dying.

The entire process took only two seconds.

A creature about 1.8 meters tall, covered in short, light blue fur, and completely resembling a mink, appeared in the wind and rain.

[You are currently in the complete form of the Razor Sable, and your spiritual energy is being continuously depleted.]

[Spiritual Power: 123/180 (100)]

Mental Strength: 3.7/6 (3.5)

[In Thunder Sable form, awaken the 'Thunderclap' talent and additionally gain the 'Thunder Clone (Basic)' and 'Thunder Fang (Basic)' skills.]

The fully-formed Razer Sable is not as huge and domineering as the Molten Gold War Tiger.

Their physical strength and mental fortitude are also inferior.

However, its control over energy and speed are a level above that of the Molten Gold War Tiger.

And...she's even cuter now...

Han Ning felt the surging spiritual power within his body. His thick, streamlined lower limbs were also well-developed, containing terrifying projectile power. His long tail swayed slowly behind him, with arcs of electricity leaping.

His body sank slightly, and the muscles in his hind limbs instantly tensed up like a fully drawn bow.

slap~

A gentle breeze rippled through the air.

Only a distorted blue afterimage remained, slowly dissipating from the spot.

Han Ning's figure had appeared on the side of an abandoned building, at least 50 meters away from where he had just been.

Chapter 132 Threat

Fast, indescribably fast!

Compared to his Molten Gold War Tiger form, he is faster on land and in water with the help of vines.

"It's time to leave."

He was very careful throughout the process and did not attract anyone's attention.

The moment the thought arose, the body responded.

He transformed into a streak of blue lightning, leaping and bounding at high speed among the collapsed walls and floating debris.

Each step was incredibly light, like walking on snow without leaving a trace, without any hesitation, as if gravity had lost its meaning in front of him.

Blue arcs of electricity leaped and flickered on his streamlined limbs and long tail, and wherever they passed, some stones that blocked his path were knocked away by the current.

[Beast Form (Intermediate) Proficiency +10, Current 327/2000]

In just a few breaths, Han Ning sprinted away from the army's camp, stopped, and landed on a concrete block that was half-submerged in water.

His eyes sparkled with joy.

"This speed... is too fast!"