Chapter 83: His Style is Totally Different From Ours!
Chapter 83: His Style is Totally Different From Ours!
The fence pit in front was only thirty meters long.
Below the fence was a grid, and under the grid lay many foam-like cushions.
Even if someone fell halfway, neither the person nor their Soul Pet would suffer any harm.
Thirty meters was actually quite short.
Soul Pets with Centennial Soul Power Cultivation could easily jump across.
But for those wanting to use the Silk Spitting Soul Skill to fly across with their human partner, it was quite difficult.
Across, all twenty-eight successful Soul Pact Masters felt relieved.
A few had made it through by strength.
Some had relied on luck.
Others had depended on quick reactions.
But without exception, they were all true Soul Pact Masters.
A few were Soul Pact Masters who specialized in raising the Insect Type.
However, their levels were mostly not very high.
At that moment, only the last one remained.
Of course, most were already discussing what the next two competition challenges might involve.
They didn’t pay much attention to the last contestant, since the other was still a student—something easily judged by the fact that the Soul Pet stayed close by.
Quite a few students had actually participated, but most left in a flash…
Joining such a competition was just for the experience…
Meanwhile.
Wang Che held his Green Caterpillar and walked to the starting point.
Thirty meters away, there was a short, thin railing.
The process involved the Soul Pet using the Silk Spitting Soul Skill to wrap silk around that railing, then swing across with momentum.
Just that alone had prevented a small portion of Soul Pets from succeeding.
Because some couldn’t aim accurately…
Plus, they had to spit silk continuously for thirty meters while maintaining its toughness—there were many challenges.
Wang Che gently stroked the Green Caterpillar’s head:
“Make the silk a bit thinner, or you won’t be able to spit a full thirty meters in one go.”
The longer and thicker the silk, the more Soul Power it consumed.
The Green Caterpillar nodded.
Silk Spitting was the Soul Skill it practiced most—it was an innate instinct.
Moreover, the leaf snacks Wang Che prepared for it could enhance the strength of the silk it produced, and they tasted great, so the Green Caterpillar ate them every day.
Over the past half-month, it had focused mostly on training Soul Skills, so its cultivation speed had slowed a bit, but it still improved by three levels daily.
Its Soul Power Cultivation had reached about three hundred and seventy-five years.
“Good.”
Wang Che held the Green Caterpillar, pointed at the fence ahead, and said, “Use Silk Spitting!”
The Green Caterpillar opened its mouth, a faint glow appearing within.
The next moment, a white silk thread, as thick as a thumb and long, shot out like a javelin!
Seeing this, many of the young ladies’ eyes lit up.
But when they noticed the silk’s thinness, they shook their heads and sighed.
“It’s fast and accurate… but so thin… what use is that… unless it’s tough enough…”
The person in charge, Mi Xue, frowned slightly.
The white silk hit the fence thirty meters away very precisely, winding around it several times.
The mucus on the silk stuck to the fence like glue.
Once the silk was attached, the Green Caterpillar immediately bit onto it.
“Well done, let’s go!”
Wang Che nodded, holding the Green Caterpillar with one hand, and with a light step, flew across like a celestial being.
This scene was clearly very different from the other contestants who had swung across earlier like Tarzan.
“Whoa! His style is totally different from ours!”
“I thought I looked cool just now… but now I feel like a monkey…”
“He must have practiced! His movements are so smooth…”
“So flashy, I want that too…”
…
Everyone was astonished, and what surprised them even more was that the thin silk thread didn’t break!
“Not bad, not bad! So thin, yet still quite tough!”
Mi Xue’s eyes sparkled; she picked up a small notepad and immediately started recording.
When Wang Che landed on the platform without any swaying, it just emphasized how cool and steady he was.
The looks in the dozens of contestants’ eyes instantly changed.
Especially when they saw the Green Caterpillar, their expressions grew very strange.
A Green Caterpillar?
Since when could a Green Caterpillar’s Silk Spitting be this powerful?
In terms of toughness.
Among them, the silk from one contestant’s Little Eight-Clawed Spider was the toughest.
But it wasn’t that thin.
Just then, Mi Xue, with the help of her Bamboo Blue Moth, flew over as well.
“Congratulations, you’ve all successfully passed the first competition challenge.”
Mi Xue’s smile remained unchanged, “Of course, to ensure your trip isn’t wasted, if you pass the second challenge, you’ll receive a certain amount of prize money.”
“Next, follow me to the second challenge.”
After saying this, Mi Xue glanced at everyone, and soon they all arrived at the second challenge.
As soon as they saw the content of the second challenge, all the contestants—except for Wang Che—were stunned.
Ahead.
There was an area burning with raging flames.
Above the flames hung densely packed steel balls the size of fists.
“The second challenge is to use the Silk Spitting Soul Skill. The more steel balls you can gather at once, the better your score.”
Mi Xue introduced, “The temperature of the flames below is not high, only a little over eight hundred degrees.”
A little over eight hundred degrees—that was the temperature of natural gas used for cooking in ordinary households.
But even if it was only a little over eight hundred degrees…
“Miss Mi Xue, are you serious about this?” one contestant couldn’t help but ask, “Silk Spitting is most afraid of flames… Forget eight hundred degrees, even three or five hundred degrees would quickly melt the silk thread…”
The other contestants also looked at Mi Xue, their eyes showing doubt about this competition…
“I am not joking,” Mi Xue shook her head, her voice carrying a cold tone, “To be honest, the eight hundred degrees is the most basic requirement for the silk we have chosen. If it cannot withstand high temperatures, your silk threads won’t achieve satisfactory results after our subsequent processing.”
“Then what’s the point?”
“You think eight hundred degrees is high… Do you know the Federation’s most prestigious fashion brands produce clothing for top experts and researchers in various industries? The raw silk materials they use can withstand temperatures of up to eight thousand degrees. Do you find that even more unbelievable?”
“If you think you can’t do it, you can give up.”
Mi Xue spoke seriously.
The many contestants fell silent.
It was clear she wasn’t joking.
In truth, they all knew that the generous conditions offered to secure a contract and a stable job wouldn’t come easily.
They just hadn’t expected it to be this difficult.
And this was only the second challenge.
Wang Che was not surprised; they were aiming to produce high-end clothing.
Of course, there would be special requirements.
Heat resistance, light weight, and high durability were all normal demands.
For a Soul Pet’s Silk Spitting, when the Soul Power Cultivation reached a certain level, it could barely withstand ordinary flames of three to four hundred degrees.
After further processing, it could even endure scorching temperatures of over a thousand degrees.
The better the raw material, the higher the temperature it could withstand after processing.
However, for the average Soul Pet’s Silk Spitting, eight hundred degrees was clearly almost impossible.
As for the later mention of eight thousand degrees, that was also normal.
Among Insect Type Soul Pets, there were a few exceptionally rare and powerful ones.
When cultivated to the Hundred Thousand Years level and properly trained, their silk threads could easily withstand temperatures of eight thousand degrees.
The world was vast, and there were many powerful beings.
“It’s alright if you give up now,”
Mi Xue said with a smile, “We’ve held this competition for several years now and haven’t found a suitable candidate yet.”
These words ignited the fighting spirit in the hearts of many contestants.
One by one, they went forward to try.
However… it was a pity.
Almost none of the Soul Pets could spin silk threads that could retrieve a single steel ball.
Some of the silk threads melted almost instantly upon contact with the flames…
Until…
“Let me try!”
One contestant stepped forward.
Beside him was a Fluttering Moth.
It was a young Rare Soul Pet; at the nine-hundred-year stage, it would evolve into a Fluttering Fire Moth in its third phase.
It was a relatively rare dual-type Soul Pet, both Insect Type and Fire-Type.
But at that moment, its cultivation was only a little over eight hundred years, and it was only an Insect Type, not yet dual-type.
Mi Xue nodded.
Soon, the contestant commanded the Fluttering Moth to use Silk Spitting.
A thick, long silk thread passed through the layers of flames, wrapped around three steel balls, and gradually melted away in the fire.
Just before it completely melted, it barely managed to bring back three steel balls.