The Other World was filled with spirit energy and all sorts of radiation sources. The metabolism of living beings was even faster, and their cells were even more active. Their genes were even more unstable, and it was very easy for them to gain new organs and supernatural abilities.
After death, it was also easier for the body to rot. All kinds of ancient and mysterious germs would rapidly reproduce inside the body, controlling the nerve cords and muscle bundles that had not yet decayed, turning the body into undead creatures such as zombies or even highly dangerous biochemical bombs.
Monster carcasses were precious resources for Dragon City's development. In fact, they were the only tactical resource in the fog, so they had to seize every second they had to harvest them.
Once the organs mutated and the materials rotted, the resources they obtained would not be able to make up for the resources they used to kill the monsters.
Even if they killed all the monsters, they would still lose.
There were plenty of times when the powerful would forget themselves and fight. When the fight was over, the monster carcasses would either turn into undead and have to be killed again, or they would rot beyond recognition, and all their resources would be used up.
What was even worse was that the body would expand to ten times its original size and explode with a bang, spraying all kinds of mucus that carried fatal germs thousands of meters away, polluting the air and water, and even causing a plague.
Over time, the support class "Reaper" was born.
They purposely followed behind the powerful fighters and used every second they had to clean up the battlefield. They did not miss even a drop of monster blood or a piece of monster poop.
'To me, being a harvester is the best support job at the current stage. I can gather rare materials, expand my social circle, and get to know all sorts of powerful people. Also, I'm in a favorable position, and it's easier for me to get cultivation resources.
"Since I've been doing this for ten years in my previous life, awakening and leveling up won't be too expensive. Why don't I do it myself?"
With this thought in mind, Meng Chao put in contribution points without hesitation and awakened to Basic Harvesting Skill.
As he felt a sharp pain in his temples, his facial muscles twitched, and a large number of details appeared in the depths of his brain.
The harvesting method for shell-type monsters …
The harvesting method for mammal-type monsters …
The harvesting method for reptile-type monsters …
The harvesting method for flying-type monsters …
There were also a lot of complicated monster structure diagrams, methods to remove hearts, livers, spleens, lungs, and kidneys, methods to identify and collect hundreds of types of mucus, acid, and poison, various signs of monsters turning into zombies, signs that monsters were about to turn into biochemical bombs …
There were also a large number of memory fragments, all of which were scenes of him harvesting with his father.
Countless images overlapped with each other, and the rich experience of a veteran harvester was imprinted on his cerebral cortex.
Pain and pleasure followed him like a shadow. He could not help but stretch out his hands and hold the nonexistent butcher knife and scalpel. His fingers danced lightly as he waved and harvested to his heart's content.
Meng Chao realized that he had made the right choice.
He used 998 contribution points to awaken Basic Harvesting Skill. Then, he used 1,355 contribution points to break through Normal Level and rush to Specialist Level.
Then, Specialist Level Basic Harvesting Skill and Perfect Level Basic Gun Technique created an effect that was similar to being connected. A large number of strange monsters' weaknesses and structures exploded in his mind.
They were all brand new monsters that had never been heard of in this era.
'That's right. To a harvester, the most important thing is to understand a monster's organs and structure, and to a good gunner, the most important thing is to understand a monster's structure and weaknesses. These two skills are highly related.
"In my previous life, I was a harvester with my dad for ten years and dissected more than ten thousand monsters. That's how I managed to master Perfect Level Basic Gun Technique and become a third-class fighter.
"Ha, most of the monsters in my previous life haven't evolved yet. Doesn't this mean that when they appear, I'll be the person who understands them the best in all of Dragon City?"
Meng Chao grinned.
Blood gushed out of his nose again.
When Meng Yishan returned home, he quickly packed up his things and was about to leave. "Suxin, we're done with work. Later, remember to go to the street to get our share. They insisted that I was the one who injured the superbeast, so they gave us a lot of Black Beetle meat. This thing can't last long. Make some for the kids in the morning and have them bring some to school. A 'chao, Young Cao, sleep early. I'm going to the battlefield in the north of the city.
Meng Chao covered his nose and stood up. "Dad, I'll go with you."
"Hmm?" Meng Yishan was stunned.
"With how I look, I might not be able to take the national college examination. Instead of looking for a random job, it would be better for me to become a harvester and take a gamble." Meng Chao shrugged.
Meng Yishan looked at his son's "weak" appearance and thought that there was a high chance that he would not be able to get into university.
If he did not go to university, being a harvester was indeed the best job a normal person could get.
Of course, it was very dangerous.
The battlefield changed constantly. No one could guarantee that new monsters would not come charging at them while they were collecting their spoils of war.
Some monsters had great vitality and could still deliver a fatal blow even though they seemed to have been dead for a long time.
Monsters could turn into corpses, and their poisonous blood, acid, and fatal spores could kill harvesters.
But the other side of high risk was high reward.
Forget about everything else, the chances of them awakening to supernatural abilities after coming into contact with monster carcasses over a long period of time and being nourished by monster blood and radiation from crystals were much higher than those of normal occupations.
Ever since his son was injured last year, even though he had been forcing himself to smile, there was no way Meng Yishan could not see the loneliness in his heart.
As his father, he had been thinking hard about his son's future, and he had long since spoken to the leaders of the company.
"Alright, I'll take you to see it!" The battle today allowed his father to see his son's growth, and Meng Yishan made up his mind.
"Big Brother, are you really going to become a harvester?" Bai Jiacao grabbed her brother's hand and refused to let go.
When he saw the concern on the girl's face, warmth rose in Meng Chao's heart.
No matter what, they were siblings. When she heard that her brother was going to do such a dangerous job, even the Dark Witch would be a little worried, right?
"Then, if you run into monsters that are as tasty as Black Beetles again, remember to bring some home!" the girl reminded him seriously.
"…"
Meng Chao sucked in a deep breath and thought, 'It's all my fault. I shouldn't have had high hopes for the Dark Witch.'
…
The fog gradually faded away, and the communication channel became clear once more.
The outcome of the battlefield in the north of the city had already been decided. Monster carcasses piled up like mountains, and it was time for the harvesters to show their skills.
There were military trucks parked at the entrances of the residential areas, and the words "Resource Recovery" were painted on the sides of the trucks.
The father and son used safety belts to tie themselves in the truck, and as the truck jolted over the monster carcasses, they headed to the north of the city.
The further north they went, the thicker the fog became, and the corrosion between Dragon City and the Other World became even stronger.
Monsters' monstrous carcasses could be seen everywhere. They were like strange-looking statues, and they released a pungent stench.
There were also trees and vines that had gone berserk. All of them had attached themselves to the buildings, and in just a few hours, they practically devoured the buildings, turning the city made of reinforced concrete into a lush, primitive forest.
Meng Chao also saw a huge beast that looked like a Tyrannosaurus Rex. It had a hole in its chest caused by an anti-tank missile, and blue blood flowed all over the ground.
But it was not completely dead. Its mouth was filled with fangs, and it was still opening and closing its mouth.
"A 'chao," Meng Yishan suddenly said. "The more I think about it, the more I find that there's something off about it. I don't think I was the one who hit that superbeast just now."
"Dad, you have good eyesight. It really wasn't you. I was the one who shot it in the head." Meng Chao was very honest.
"You —" Meng Yishan laughed in spite of himself.
"You don't believe me? "Haven't you heard of it before? When a person is in danger, they can release endless potential. For example, a helpless mother can move a rock that weighs hundreds of kilograms with her bare hands to save her child from a ruin. Is it strange that I awakened to supernatural abilities to protect my family?" Meng Chao asked.
He began to lay the foundation for his power.
"Makes sense." Meng Yishan slapped his thigh and came to a realization. "You reminded me. Could it be that I accidentally awakened to supernatural abilities while protecting you and suddenly became stronger?"
"… Dad, I didn't expect that you'd still have a superhuman heart at your age!" Meng Chao gasped in amazement.
"What are you saying? Everyone in Dragon City has a superhuman heart. Besides, is your dad really old?" Meng Yishan was displeased. "Only youngsters are allowed to daydream. Why can't middle-aged people become superhumans?!"
"Don't be angry, Dad. That's not what I meant."
Meng Chao smiled bashfully. "If you really want to become a superhuman, I'll make some arrangements. We can find some time in the future and bring our whole family to become superhumans. Oh, forget about my sister. It'll be too troublesome if she becomes a superhuman. It'll just be you and Mom. Once you become superhumans, take good care of her."
"Boy, you're getting more and more out of hand." Meng Yishan could not help but reach out and tap his son's forehead. He paused for a moment before he said, "Let's be serious. It's not easy being a harvester. You have to be bold, meticulous, and ruthless. Don't be nervous later. Learn."
"Dad, I'm not nervous."
"How can I not be nervous? The real battlefield is different from our area. There are thousands of monsters, mountains of corpses, and seas of blood. How can you not be nervous?"
"Dad, I'm really not nervous."
"If you're nervous, then so be it. What are you afraid of? In the past, when I became a harvester for the first time, I saw a lot of monster carcasses and smelled the pungent stench. I was so nervous that I peed my pants. Did you pee your pants?"
"I really didn't … Oh well, I'm nervous. I peed my pants."
"That's right. I'll teach you a secret. When you become a harvester for the first time, put a diaper in your pants. It's true. The stench of many high-grade monsters stimulates your central nervous system, and you can't control your bladder no matter what. That's why all newbies put a diaper in their pants. Some people have been doing it for years."
"Dad, it's midnight! Where are we going to get a diaper?!"
"My good son, look. What's this? When we get there later, look for a corner and put it on. I'll keep watch for you. It won't be embarrassing."
"Dad, I'm suddenly filled with confidence towards the national college examination. I don't want to be a harvester anymore. Let me go home."
While they spoke, the car started shaking violently.
The explosion-proof tires rolled over the monster carcasses and let out cracking sounds.
The stench seeped into the car like tentacles. Even if they held their breaths, they could not block it out. It was very piercing to the eyes.
They reached the north of the city.
The tires rolled over a huge crater, and half of the people in the car jumped.
The smell of gunpowder and blood was stronger than the last, and it crashed into the people's hearts.
In the distance were a few screaming buildings. They were half-collapsed and half-burning.
With the help of the flames, Meng Chao saw a few crippled six-legged crawling crystal fighting vehicles.
The thick armor had been easily torn apart by the monsters' mandibles. Quite a number of soldiers had been torn to pieces and were scattered in the car.
There were also quite a number of soldiers who had lost limbs. Their faces were pale, and they received treatment without a word.
The monsters' fates were ten times worse than the humans'.
Regardless of whether they were pests, wolves, tigers, or leopards, they were all burnt to a crisp and torn to shreds.
The monsters that were crushed by the steel army basically had no value in harvesting them.
"The work of the soldiers is too crude."
The harvesters shook their heads in disapproval.
It was no wonder then why the army was only used as support to fight against monsters. The key was still in the hands of the superhumans.
They followed the army's method of attacking indiscriminately and crushing all the monsters into pieces. It might feel good, but they wasted a lot of ammunition and soldiers' precious lives, and they did not get any benefits.
In less than five years, Dragon City would run out of resources, and the people would starve to death.
"Today, our company is in charge of the resource recovery operation at Five Blessings Street to the east of the steel factory," Meng Yishan said. "The superhumans used cold weapons to kill thousands of monsters. Their carcasses are well-preserved, so it's up to us how many resources we can get back."
The truck stopped in front of Dragon City Steel Corporation.
Quite a number of superhumans flew over the night sky like colorful shooting stars. They continued heading north to chase after the scattered monsters.
There were harvesters all around them. They had different banners and were assigned to work in different areas. They were racing against time.
"Big Brother Meng."
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