Novel & Cerita Weirdcore Mushroom

The other one smelled kind of sour, it reminded me of one of those exotic fruits that were being sold in Laguna. “I’ll assign you to the soup part,” Mertha said, handing me a ladle. “This is mushroom soup from some of the mushroom that the kids foraged at the forests. This one is from a rare tree pod that can only be obtained deep in the forests between Savanna and the Torrids. It’s sour and tastes amazing. It’s great for a good night’s sleep.” This surprised me, I never knew such a tree exists in the Torrids.

I whined, picking up a sweatshirt with fragility. "Well... because you didn't listen to the warnings and so you brought this upon yourself. Good luck and try to stay alive." Alpha Gray laughed, closing the door to my escape and the door of the big laundry room. Werewolves sweat and blood smell awful than humans because of the supernatural power they hold. But I will surely be dying over this foul smell. "Oh! Look. It's Clara the troublemaker." The beta entered the room, pushing a big trolley filled with another pile of dirty clothes.

Weaver said. The weapon makers bowed deeply to Steve and Emma who commended them warmly for their works. Next, Weaver led them to the forest where trees and fruits had grown in abundance. “The soil here is very healthy and it is how we were able to grow so many fruits, but you should be on the look out for the mushrooms.” The council woman lightly warned. “Really?” Long said. “And why is that?” “Well, there have been rumours that some if not most of the mushrooms are have very powerful aphrodisiac properties and induces uncontrollable lust.” Weaver answered with as much dignity as she could even though her cheeks were red with embarrassment.

Vicky whispered, "We can keep it a secret." Frank pursed his lips, really having had enough just then. "The bloody polypore is a little light," he said, returning to the business at hand. "It's just around 800 grams, but it would be way more effective than a normal panacea polypore—you can make at least 100,000 Rejuvenation Pills with this." "Wonderful." Vicky's eyes lit up with delight as she quickly moved the palm-sized bloody polypore into a specialized chest. "Come on. Let's have dinner."

The officer sighed and said, “Ms. Reed, I’m sorry, but we still need your cooperation with the investigation.” I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes. “Yes, I understand, Officer.” Seeing that I had calmed down, the officer continued. “We inspected the mushrooms in the chicken broth. They’re a species of false termite mushrooms. It’s highly poisonous. Eating a small amount will cause vomiting and diarrhea, and consuming more can be fatal. What we need to know is, where did these mushrooms come from?”

I feel like I was either going to go crazy or die if it doesn't stop soon. "That mushroom you ate is used to increase she-wolves pheromones and make them in heat in order to increase fertility. So why would you willingly do that?" I almost scoffed. That's ridiculous. I'm not a she-wolf. I'm a male. I was a Priest candidate. That mushroom shouldn't have affected me. Once again, I couldn't do anything but blink at Elias as my butthole twitched and pulsed with need. Elias met my gaze coldly with something else I couldn't name.

Magic resistance and physical immunity, that is some dangerous skills right there. And the weakened status effect is telling me this dude wasn't just a Unique rank, something happened to him that made him drop ranks. That's disappointing because I never got any experience from him because he killed himself. Argh, what a waste. [Compatible Monster core detected. Would you like to absorb the core?] Ah, wha? Monster core? What the heck is that? Are you talking about the same one I received from my upgrades? Looking towards the pile of bones I could see the blinking object.

"Oh, this?" She held up the glass jar. "You've got some wonderful fungi growing on a few of these pine trees. Its scientific name is Croartia Quercuum. Most people call it Fusiform Rust. In Wiccan circles, it goes by Heart Skin. Deadly to the trees but incredibly useful for attack potions. Poison, essentially. If you administer it to someone and perform the right spells over the mixture, their hearts will literally burst right inside their chests. Like pop, you know?"

Her huge, bloody mouth opened and closed slowly as she forced the words out. I nodded. "It's really late. Don't worry. I'll help you find some skin to wear tomorrow." She nodded like an obedient kid. The livestream chat went dead silent. After a while, someone finally typed, [What the heck is going on?] [Nine people took the stairs, and four of them are already dead. And this girl rides the death elevator, babysits the freaking bloody lady, and survives?] [Am I the only one impressed that she kept a straight face while calling a blood-soaked, skinless creature "gorgeous"?]

Aeternum will monopoly the Monster/Mana Core production in Fantasma through the Demi-Human in the Great Southern Wasteland. The second materials that I found very intriguing, also very precious and an outright shocking that, uniquely, the Wasteland have some rather mind boggling monsters special only to them. One of them is the Flavoured Beholder. It a Tier 2 Monster, it looks like a Tier 5 Monster, The Eye of Beholder that were extremely dangerous, But instead Flavoured Beholder although have the same appearance as the Tier 5 Monster, that is ugly and menacing, as a large floating eyeball. It is rather quite fragile and rather weak, and what most fascinating about it, is that not only it ha