There was no clear way to prove a god-slaying kill on the forums either.
From scattered bits of information, Qin Siyang had only gathered that one needed to cut off a part of the god's body that could serve as proof of identity and bring it back to the safe zone.
At the entrance of the safe zone, the verification personnel from the Sequence Ability Management Bureau would evaluate these body parts and distribute rewards accordingly.
Although he had killed the Mutated Sickle, he had no idea how to prove that he was the one who did it.
Fortunately, with Li Tianming accompanying him, this shouldn't be a problem, "Flip this Mutated Sickle over."
Qin Siyang did as instructed, and Li Tianming pointed to a circular piece of armor at the core of its abdomen.
"See this round plate armor? Cut it off and bring it back—that's your proof of god-slaying."
"Every god has one of these round plates. This is the evidence of your kill."
Qin Siyang used the God-Hunting Dagger to cut along the round plate, but a lot of flesh and blood came off with it.
Just as he was about to clean it up, Li Tianming stopped him.
"Don't remove that flesh. The verification personnel at the safe zone entrance check the freshness of the flesh to determine whether you cheated."
"They'll clean off the flesh themselves and toss it into the trash bin, only taking the round plate."
Hearing this, Qin Siyang suddenly understood.
'No wonder the trash bins outside the safe zone are always filled with god remains—so this is why.'
Qin Siyang asked, "So how many God-Hunting Points is this round plate worth?"
Li Tianming held up six fingers.
"Six God-Hunting Points? That much?"
Qin Siyang was stunned.
He thought gods like the Sandworm Servants would only be worth one point per kill.
"That's right, quite a lot."
"How is the point value determined?"
"Look closely at the round plate."
Li Tianming wiped away the dark green liquid on it, revealing a circular groove.
"See this ring? That represents five points."
Then he pointed to a linear groove.
"This line represents one point."
"Adding them up, that's six points in total."
Qin Siyang looked puzzled, "How is this point standard set?"
"It was verified through real combat. The Bureau found that a god with one ring on its round plate is about five times harder to kill than one with just a single groove, so they set the exchange rate this way."
"I see."
Qin Siyang opened his backpack and carefully stored the precious round plate inside.
Six points. Since he was in a solo party, that meant double points.
Twelve points!
He wasn't sure what that really meant…
But twelve points just sounded like a lot.
He had to keep it safe—wouldn't want someone stealing it.
Seeing how cautiously Qin Siyang stored it, Li Tianming added, "You don't need to worry about others stealing your round plate. Your God-Hunting Dagger carries your aura, and the plate has it too."
"Even if someone snatches it, their aura will only overlay yours. According to Bureau rules, rewards are given to the original owner of the aura on the plate."
"Oh, that's fair enough."
"Alright, keep going."
"Mm."
Qin Siyang unscrewed the cap of the Sandworm Scale Bottle and resumed his ambush stance.
But aside from keeping an eye on the front, he also started eyeing the corpse of the Mutated Sickle.
'With such a huge god corpse… if I eat it all, won't I ascend to the heavens?', The thought sent his heart racing.
No hesitation. Action time.
First, he used the God-Hunting Dagger to chop off one of the Mutated Sickle's crab-like legs.
"Qin, what are you doing?"
"Oh, nothing, just messing around."
"…"
Li Tianming had no clue what Qin Siyang was up to. With no Sandworm Servants in sight for now, he decided to let him be.
Qin Siyang cut off the joint of the leg and studied the remaining segment.
'Hollow this out… and it could work as a straw.'
He then turned his gaze toward the abdomen of the Mutated Sickle, where he had removed the round plate. Thick, dark green liquid was oozing from the cavity.
He glanced around at the desolate surroundings, ensuring no gods were approaching.
Then, he cracked open a small slit in his frost-resistant suit's visor.
A gust of icy wind rushed in, making him shiver.
'Damn, it's freezing out here. Even a Sequence ability user's body can barely handle it.'
After adjusting to the cold, he hurried to finish making his straw.
Otherwise, the Mutated Sickle's juices might freeze solid.
Gripping the leg segment, he placed it to his lips and sucked hard, pulling the flesh inside straight into his mouth.
'Mmm… tastes kinda crab meat!'
In his past life, he had eaten raw drunken crab—the leg meat was soft, sticky, and chewy, just like this.
After swallowing, warmth surged through his body, making him feel incredibly comfortable.
'Not bad.'
Immediately, he jammed the hollowed-out crab leg into the Mutated Sickle's body and began madly sucking up the juices.
'As expected! The weather's so cold, some of it's already turning into ice shards!'
But Qin Siyang didn't mind.
This was all for getting stronger.
Getting stronger wasn't embarrassing.
Since the liquid transformed into energy as soon as it entered his body, no matter how much god flesh he consumed, he never felt full.
After about a minute of intense suction, the juices were finally drained dry.
Qin Siyang glanced inside and saw that most of the Mutated Sickle's interior was filled with liquid—only a small portion was actual meat.
Most of the energy had already been absorbed by him.
He then stuffed his makeshift straw back into the corpse and filled it with some sand.
'No one else would rummage through a god's corpse, right?'
Feeling satisfied, Qin Siyang let out a burp, wiped the liquid from the corner of his mouth, and closed his visor. Leaning lazily against the Mutated Sickle's backplate, he muttered, 'Stronger again. Now, if only I could sunbathe, that'd be perfect.'
Although his Sequence level hadn't risen, he could clearly feel his power increasing.
Not only was his strength boosted, but even his vision had improved.
Things that were blurry in the distance were now crystal clear.
Li Tianming, not far away, had no idea what Qin Siyang had done.
He just thought Qin suddenly felt playful and was amusing himself.
'Can't tell if this Qin guy is mature or childish.'
After resting for a bit, Qin Siyang suddenly heard a rustling sound.
'It seems another Sandworm Servant is approaching.'
He immediately stood up, assuming a battle stance, calmly preparing for the incoming enemy.
With his enhanced vision, he saw the god closing in from the distance.
'That's… a Long-Legged Worm?'
Qin Siyang's lips curled up.
The easy prey he had been waiting for was finally here.
'Time for a satisfying hunt!'
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