Edward Thompson was still a robust man when he spoke to him, but now, he was already dead.

As for those two giant one-horned earthworms, they made Eric Turner shudder with lingering fear. If he wasn’t mistaken, these giant one-horned earthworms were clearly the same earthworms from his own world, but now, they had evolved to become so powerful.

Strength—only great strength can ensure one’s survival.

Pushing aside his wild thoughts, Eric Turner opened the dialogue box in his mind, looked at the card marked with the H-grade bloodline potion, and gently tapped “use.”

The card instantly turned into a flash of red light and disappeared from Eric Turner’s mind.

Lying quietly on the withered grass, Eric Turner felt a surge of heat rise within his body in an instant. In that very moment, he felt as if little snakes were slithering around inside him.

The bloodline potion had begun to take effect!

Chapter 9: Skyblade Antelope

Energy: 42

Stamina: 40/42

Strength: 24/26

Spirit: 16/18

Skills: Thirteen Guardians Iron Body, Level 5

Five Tigers Blade, Level 4

Awakening from the withered grass, Eric Turner looked at the state of his body and felt a trace of disappointment.

Although he found it hard to sense changes in his bloodline, based on past experience, Eric Turner knew that his bloodline hadn’t improved much.

In other words, that H-grade bloodline potion had almost no effect on him.

It seems that improving the bloodline in this body is truly difficult. If I want to enhance my bloodline in the future, I’ll have to rely more on the Mimic Card!

If only I could get another Mimic Card.

Although his strength had improved only a little, life had to go on. In the days that followed, Eric Turner spent his time either patrolling or cultivating.

He had a new partner, and recently, things had been peaceful around the settlement—nothing had happened.

These days, Eric Turner had been training hard under the pressure to survive, but his cultivation hadn’t shown any obvious improvement.

Especially with the Thirteen Guardians Iron Body and Five Tigers Blade—no matter how hard Eric Turner practiced, he couldn’t make any progress!

What’s more, to Eric Turner’s frustration, because there hadn’t been any fierce beasts appearing lately, his energy hadn’t changed much either.

“Eric Turner, after your shift today, go to the training hall!” The rescue team captain, Evan Clark, called out to him.

Patrolling with Eric Turner was a man named Old Carter, whose cultivation was very low and who wasn’t even qualified to enter the training hall.

Naturally, during patrols, Eric Turner took the lead.

Although Eric Turner was still young, his feat of killing the one-horned giant earthworm and being even stronger than Tiger Girl had cemented his status in the field team.

“Eric Turner, there’s definitely something good this time. Tsk tsk, don’t forget about me when the good stuff comes!” Old Carter said enviously.

Eric Turner replied absentmindedly, but was secretly curious about what Evan Clark wanted with him.

Since he often trained in the cultivation area, Eric Turner was very familiar with the main hall. When he arrived, the first person he saw was Ethan Reed.

Around Ethan Reed were Little Scott, Old Lee, and others, each forming their own little circles and whispering among themselves.

“Old Lee, haven’t seen you for two days—what are you talking about?” Eric Turner couldn’t be bothered with Ethan Reed. That guy was too arrogant, and Eric Turner wasn’t the type to suck up to people.

When Old Lee saw Eric Turner approach, he smiled and said, “What else? Hunting Skyblade Antelope, of course!”

Skyblade Antelope!

“Skyblade Antelope not only have delicious meat, but their horns are also the perfect material for crafting spirit-blood grade weapons,” Little Scott chimed in. “Whether our settlement gets to eat meat or just drink soup this year depends on this hunt!”

From Little Scott’s words, Eric Turner quickly understood the situation with the Skyblade Antelope.

The Skyblade Antelope is a mutated species of antelope. Although not very aggressive, they move as fast as the wind. For human settlements, these antelopes don’t pose much of a threat.

However, the horns of the Skyblade Antelope are hard currency for Survival Point 9532 to exchange for bloodline potions and other essential supplies.

Every year, the Skyblade Antelope migrate once. Hunting them during their migration is the most important event for the settlement—there can be no mistakes.

“Little Scott, how many Skyblade Antelopes can we hunt each year?” Eric Turner asked casually.

“Six or seven!” Little Scott said proudly. “These antelopes are just too fast—some settlements can’t even catch one.”

Just as Little Scott was about to show off some more, William Foster, Evan Clark, and others walked out. Leading the group was a man with a dark face, not tall but very sturdy.

He looked to be in his thirties or forties, and gave off the impression of a small mountain.

“Greetings, Controller!” Even Ethan Reed greeted him respectfully the moment he saw the man.

Controller Henry Bennett!

The strongest in all of Survival Point 9532, a high-level bloodline warrior—rumor had it that it wouldn’t be long before he broke through to become a Spirit-Blood General!

Henry Bennett was long accustomed to everyone’s respectful greetings. He waved his hand lightly and said, “No need for formalities, everyone!”