A big cricket with a black body and a red head came out of the crevice. It started to fight the big, dark green gecko.
The cricket was only the size of a fist. It was much smaller than the gecko, but it was very fast. It did not seem to be at a disadvantage. The two shadows, one black and one green, were jumping around the pool. It was a very exciting fight.
Han Sen found it interesting to watch from atop the rock. The two gene races were not of high levels. They were probably just viscounts, but the fight was very intense. It was like watching a cricket fight.
"No matter how small a sparrow is, it is still meat," Han Sen thought as he watched. "When they are done fighting, I will turn them into eggs. I should be able to sell them for some money. At the very least, I will be able to pay the rent for a while."
Han Sen was enjoying watching the fight. He suddenly saw the tumor on the gecko explode. The green liquid was like a flower blooming. It sprayed all over the cricket.
The cricket's shell was like it had been sprayed with sulfuric acid. It released white smoke. It was quickly corroding.
The cricket squeaked and fell to the ground. The gecko saw that it had succeeded, so it quickly ran forward. The cricket was struggling to get into the crevice.
The gecko's venom was too toxic. Before the cricket could get to the crevice, its shell was already corroded. It looked like it was going to die soon.
The cricket looked like it was going to die soon. Its hind legs used power. Its bloody body jumped up. It dodged the gecko's tongue and went into the crevice.
"It is so heavily injured. There is no point in running back to the nest. I am afraid the gecko will not even need to do anything. It is going to turn into a pool of blood." Han Sen thought it was time. He was going to do something, but his eyes suddenly became small.
When the gecko was in front of the crevice, a cold light came out of the crevice. The big, dark green gecko did not have a chance to react. It turned into a fossil.
"Huh? That cricket has a petrifying power?
Why didn't it use it earlier? "Han Sen was confused.
There was no time to think too much. Han Sen was worried that the cricket had been hurt too badly and would turn into a puddle of blood. No matter how powerful his Xuan Yellow Sutra was, there was no way he could turn a puddle of blood into an egg.
With a flash of his body, Han Sen arrived in front of the stone crack. He summoned the Xuan Yellow Sutra and unleashed a beam of blood-red light onto the petrified giant green gecko.
Although its body was already petrified, under the power of the Xuan Yellow Sutra, it was quickly degenerating. It quickly turned into a dark green egg the size of a pigeon's egg.
Grabbing the lizard egg, Han Sen reached out and punched the side of the stone crack. He wanted to blast open the stone crack and see what happened to the cricket inside.
Who would have thought that this punch would only cause a few cracks to appear on the rock, but not shatter it directly.
"Huh? What's going on?"
Han Sen was shocked. His punch was scary. It was not just a stone. Even an alloy plate would have been shattered. But he had only managed to leave a few cracks on the rock. There was clearly something wrong with the rock.
Han Sen saw that there was no movement in the crevice. No more petrifying light came out, either. He punched it a few more times. By the fourth punch, the rock broke. The crevice was as big as a washbasin.
Han Sen looked into the cave and was shocked. It was a cave the size of a bathtub, but there was no sign of the cricket. There was only a puddle of blood on the ground. There was an 80% to 90% chance that was the remains of the cricket.
"What is that?" Han Sen looked at the puddle of blood.
The cave was very wet. There was a thick layer of moss. After being corroded by the blood, the moss melted. The rock underneath was exposed.
The rock below was very flat, as if it had been manually polished. There were some symbols engraved on it, but under the blood and moss, they didn't look obvious.
Han Sen used his hand to wipe away the moss. Underneath the cave, he noticed that there was a stone tablet with a special symbol on it.
Han Sen smashed away the surrounding rocks and tried to get the stone slab out, but the stone slab was four feet long and a foot wide. He didn't know how thick it was below, so it was difficult to get it out.
Han Sen had to be patient and smash away the rocks on the side of the stone slab. He discovered that the stone slab was half a foot thick. The grayish-white stone was different from the granite beside it.
After working for a while, Han Sen finally dug out the stone slab. When Han Sen dragged out the entire stone slab, he realized that it wasn't a stone slab, but a stone box.
Han Sen tried to open the stone box, but the stone box's keyhole did not respond. Han Sen used his hand like a knife to slash it a few times. All he managed to do was leave a few white marks on the stone box.
"It looks like this stone box is a bit weird."
Han Sen saw that it was still early. There were no eight sound bugs around. After dragging the stone box out, he checked the cave. He didn't find anything else. He used a pebble to fill up the cave.
"That petrifying light was not the work of the cricket," Han Sen thought. "It did not look like a stone element gene race.
If it was not the cricket, then it must have been the work of this stone box. Why is it that when I dug up the stone box and tried for so long, the stone box did not respond? "
Although Han Sen thought he was handsome, he did not think he was handsome enough for the stone box to treat him differently.
"What is the reason for this?"
Han Sen looked at the top of the stone box. There was still the blood of the cricket, but it had dried up.
Han Sen's heart jumped. "This thing will not only react when it sees blood, will it?"
Although that was what he thought, Han Sen did not plan on using his own blood to test it out. He looked around. He planned to kill a gene race and see if he could use the blood of a gene race to activate the stone box.
"Ding!"
Han Sen suddenly heard a sound that sounded like the strings of a harp coming from the grass not far away. He looked at the sky. It was already dark. A new moon was hanging over the mountain.
Not long later, he heard the sound of a harp. It was like someone was playing a harp. The sound was very beautiful. In the valley at night, it sounded very far away.
Han Sen held his breath. His body was petrified. He did not move.
The Eight Sound Bug did not have vision, but it was very sensitive to sound. A mosquito that was a few miles away could not escape their ears. If Han Sen wanted to catch an Eight Sound Bug, he could not make any noise. Even the sound of a heartbeat would disturb them.
He had to wait for them to come out of the ground. Then, he could kill them. Otherwise, if they went underground, it would be difficult to catch them.
Han Sen controlled his body. He sat there like a statue. He quickly saw the grass not far away. A white light was rising from the grass. It was like a firefly in the night.