Chapter 143: The Financial Crisis of the Valley of Miasma.
As Jié Jié watched the figure that had fled after releasing a great amount of miasma, he didn’t chase. Instead, he looked down at the dark red dragon gem hooked out by a claw.
The dragon gem was placed into his mouth.
The battlefield remnants were filled with high-concentration miasma that went berserk, its rising and sinking speed accelerating as if it would endlessly roll until the end of time.
“HOOOOAAAARRRGGG!”
The culprit behind this spectacle lifted its upper body and let out a roar akin to wailing.
The activation of the miasma within intensified; the miasma surged like substantial sails, erupting from the gills and mouth on the sides of its body.
The surging miasma rose while the settling miasma rolled down under impact, inhaled through respiration via the gills, circulated within the body, and then activated before being emitted.
Soon, the microorganisms that had circulated within him spread, activating and extending to the surrounding vast circle of miasma.
As long as no severe injuries that couldn’t heal perfectly occurred, stamina remained in an endless state of recovery.
But even with this power, the Corpse Suit Dragon had retreated three times under his hands.
Apart from the miasma being suppressed three times with all-out effort, the Corpse Suit Dragon’s physical form wasn’t formidable.
If compared to cards, the Corpse Suit Dragon’s special effects were excellent—continuous group damage, weakening, and bloodsucking—but card enthusiasts should understand that under balanced forces, the better the special effect, the weaker the attack and defense values on the card face.
Without the strong flesh reduction of ancient dragons, its toughness relied entirely on armor stacking, though its attack strength reached the level of most Ancient Dragons’ mysterious little hand slaps, it was too slow.
The strengths and weaknesses were very clear. Compared to the lack of development potential in the Corpse Suit Dragon’s card values, Jié Jié was more interested in its special effects.
Copy, Group Paste.
This powerful special effect description was directly attached to the Sulfur Slaying Dragon.
More potential numerical values plus an awesome special effect created a beauty that disregarded balance. In terms of intensity alone, it should have been locked in the Ban position in any game.
The jade of the Corpse Suit Dragon granted Jié Jié’s other forms resistance to miasma and various toxin types, simultaneously conscripting all neutral or hostile microorganisms inside living organisms into beneficial bacteria, assisting cells in life activities.
This was the spirit meridian of the Corpse Suit Dragon.
Even if leaving the Valley of Miasma might result in near white stats, the microorganisms inside biological bodies naturally existed, and self-attacks couldn’t eliminate them. Attacks could still dispatch conscripted mountain bandits into the opponent’s system to cause chaos.
After transforming several forms and summarizing, Jié Jié finally thought of the fleeing Corpse Suit Dragon.
Can a dragon live without its jade?
It should… be possible, right?
He transformed back into the Corpse Suit Dragon, turning all the miasma along the way into informants who revealed the escape route of the fleeing Corpse Suit Dragon.
Having obtained both the form and power of the Corpse Suit Dragon, it wasn’t something he particularly wanted to eat. Recalling how terrified it was when faced with him, Jié Jié didn’t plan on finishing it off but rather to satisfy his curiosity.
If the Corpse Suit Dragon didn’t die, that would be best. If it did, he would observe the changes in the Valley of Miasma to decide whether to stay or leave.
Speed runs were already completed, staying here for too long wasn’t feasible. More likely, he would allow the region responsible for the Corpse Suit Dragon to pass through the changes relatively smoothly.
The pressure of deadlines and progress bars had been transferred onto the Corpse Suit Dragon. Along the way, Jié Jié was continuously rehearsing possible situations. A large amount of activated miasma diffused, floating up and down, controlling the surrounding situation.
Each monster represents a direction of viewing the world, and in the eyes of the Corpse Suit Dragon, the microscopic regulation was magnified to the extreme.
Microorganisms decomposed corpses, reproduced themselves, and became miasma. When the corpses were completely decomposed and there were no more in the local area, the microorganisms would mutually digest each other, drastically reducing their numbers.
When there were still corpses in the local area, the amount of miasma would increase dramatically, affecting the already small number of species in the Valley of Miasma.
The fluctuating amounts of miasma were like financial crises, impacting local ecological crises. Just like the global financial crisis from his previous life, this ecological crisis would continue to expand, spreading throughout the entire Valley of Miasma and even affecting the New Continent.
The Corpse Suit Dragon was the most responsible Market Administrator. Under its activity, the dense areas of miasma were absorbed and expelled to areas with less miasma.
The abundance or scarcity of corpses also influenced the emission of miasma. Existing miasma might squeeze new miasma, but it could also ensure that miasma wouldn’t overproduce to the point of overall self-destruction.
Only those serving as market administrators could see this hardship, only they knew how important their role was.
Now, Jié Jié understood this and implemented it while walking.
The miasma gradually began to distribute evenly, everything flourishing.
Unlike actual market administrators who might not gain much benefit and still take the blame, this market named the Valley of Miasma was the home of the Corpse Suit Dragon.
The acting Market Administrator sighed, after ascending to higher rank started constantly praying that the former administrator, whom he had oppressed, wouldn’t die and quickly return to work so he could retire quickly.
There were multiple Corpse Suit Dragons in the Valley of Miasma, just as there were multiple administrators in the market. But often, by the time other administrators realized something was wrong, the market was already nearing collapse.
Jié Jié merely wanted to grow stronger, not wanting the market to collapse.
Perhaps life would find its own path, as someone with subjective will, he could drift with the current, but he couldn’t ignore its direction.
He shook his head and leaped into the mist-filled cave ahead.
Upon landing, he immediately exhaled miasma to conceal his figure, but it seemed somewhat obscure and shadowy.
The nest of the Corpse Suit Dragon was already filled with high concentrations of miasma. Thick fog obscured the vision, relying on vague perception, Jié Jié easily broke through the miasma blockade and quietly climbed the mountain of corpses.
He saw the Corpse Suit Dragon lying on the pile of corpses, looking as if it were about to merge with the rotting bodies beneath it.
Holy crap, don’t die!
If you die, I’ll have to serve a few years of punishment in this Valley of Miasma!
The relationship that was previously fighting to the death changed instantly.
Only when one becomes a parent can they understand the hardships of parents, and only when one becomes a Market Administrator do they realize how crucial this job is.
Jié Jié began carefully observing the condition of the Corpse Suit Dragon. Thanks to his transformation into the Corpse Suit Dragon, he had a deep understanding of the Corpse Suit Dragon and miasma, making this task not too difficult.
The Corpse Suit Dragon was still alive, but due to the absence of the dragon gem within its body, the large amount of miasma it had absorbed during battle had gone slightly out of control.
These frenzied microorganisms were wildly gnawing, existing in a chaotic state of mass reproduction and mass extinction.
At this moment, the Corpse Suit Dragon itself seemed like a Valley of Miasma on the verge of collapse, needing a Market Administrator to govern it.
Whether the collapse would lead to death, Jié Jié didn’t know, but he had to avoid such a terrible outcome.
It wasn’t too late.
He began to regulate and interfere with the miasma inside the Corpse Suit Dragon.
The Corpse Suit Dragon was unconscious, and its body would spontaneously absorb miasma to recover. However, since its ability to regulate miasma was lost, Jié Jié had to stabilize the situation as an external contractor, re-exporting the excess miasma it inhaled.
The original miasma returned to its proper place, functioning as blood and energy to repair the wounds of the Corpse Suit Dragon.
The situation was improving.
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