Chapter 110: Morning Grumpiness

I Have Infinite Monster Cards Three Dreams of a Lifeless Soul 2816 words 2026-03-24 01:34:41

Flying high in the sky, Lu Sheng was puzzled. What had he overlooked that allowed the enemy to find him so easily? There had to be a vast intelligence network aiding the wild bandits. But who could it be? The Doran News Agency, perhaps? He needed to find a way to uncover the truth.

He found a spot to retrieve the Flame Werewolf and then sought a concealed place to rest. Of course, it didn’t matter how the scarecrow clone rested; after all, sleep was something the primary consciousness experienced in the main body.

Inside a small cave, Lu Sheng summoned Green Strong to watch over the clone. He refrained from summoning the Fire Bear Wolf or the Flame Werewolf leader, as those two were too conspicuous. Summoning them would only announce his location to the enemy. He refused to believe that simply resting anywhere in the wilderness would allow the enemy to find him again.

By noon tomorrow, his Bloodthirsty Mosquito would mature. Once he upgraded the Flame Werewolf leader to the sixth tier, he would have little to fear. Suppressing all negative emotions, he fell into a peaceful sleep.

...

In the middle of the night, Lu Sheng was abruptly awakened by a pulling force tugging at him from his dreams.

A dungeon instance had appeared above their gathering place.

This irritated him; being woken up while resting was infuriating, especially since he wouldn’t be able to sleep for the next hour. It was like being forced to stay awake.

When a dungeon instance enveloped an area, a pulling force was felt, making it impossible for ordinary people to sleep. Even if all the monsters inside were killed, the dungeon would not vanish until an hour passed, along with the pulling force.

Annoyed, Lu Sheng grasped his White Flame Spear and entered the dungeon.

Inside, Li Kuang and his team were also present. Li Kuang had returned from the autumn hunt the previous day. Upon seeing Lu Sheng enter, Li Kuang stepped forward with a smile.

“Sir, let us handle this...” he offered.

Lu Sheng shook his head calmly. “Don’t interfere. I’m in a bad mood. Let me handle it.”

Li Kuang didn’t know what had happened but understood that now was not the time to defy Lu Sheng.

“Alright...” Li Kuang tactfully withdrew, bringing his men back to the side to wait.

The dungeon was small, about a thousand meters across, populated by a pack of gray wolves. Each was as sturdy as a calf, their two small green eyes glowing eerily in the moonlight.

Lu Sheng, holding his nearly three-meter-long White Flame Spear, strode towards the wolves with an indifferent expression. The events of the day had already soured his mood, and the appearance of this dungeon only worsened it.

A white flame flickered over his spear, illuminating the surroundings.

As Lu Sheng advanced, the wolves howled in threat, a chorus of menace filling the air. But Lu Sheng remained unmoved. The wolves would not allow him to act at will.

Nearly a hundred gray wolves charged at him.

With a flash, Lu Sheng activated spatial traversal, appearing before one of the wolves. He swung his White Flame Spear with tremendous force, instantly obliterating the wolf, whose flesh and blood scattered in the air.

Standing before the wolves like the grim reaper, Lu Sheng dispatched every attacker with merciless strikes, each blow infused with overwhelming power.

Li Kuang and his men watched from the sidelines, whispering among themselves.

“Lu Sheng is in quite a bad mood right now...”

“I think he might have woken up on the wrong side of the bed.”

“That makes sense. It’s best not to disturb him while he’s sleeping; otherwise, it could end badly.”

...

The White Flame Spear proved highly effective. Holding it imparted a sense of agility, naturally quickening his strikes. The flames coating the spear burned white-hot, searing the wolves relentlessly.

As for the power of the white flames, Lu Sheng was uncertain since no wolf survived even a single strike to test it properly.

In no time, all the wolves in the dungeon were slain by Lu Sheng’s spear.

Stepping over the bloodied corpses, Lu Sheng approached Li Kuang.

“Gather the loot. I’m heading back.”

The drops were mostly source beads, which Lu Sheng barely glanced at, leaving them as a reward for Li Kuang and his team.

“Thank you, Sir!”

The group watched as Lu Sheng departed with a sense of excitement. Following the right person was much faster than relying solely on one’s own efforts.

...

Back in his room, unable to fall asleep, Lu Sheng decided to contemplate his plans for the next day.

One task was imperative: to gather intelligence on the wild bandits.

They had been marked for death on his list.

Understanding the enemy was a necessity.

When he thought of the wild bandits, he couldn’t help but recall the person who had risked—and lost—their life warning him. That was likely the first person who had died for him.

The individual might not have willingly died for him; coincidence also played a part.

The method of secretly passing the note to him was certainly clever. Unfortunately, someone else had discovered how.

Still, Lu Sheng had succeeded in provoking the wild bandits.

Whether it was his own near ambush or the death of someone aiding him, the wild bandits now had a justified reason to die.

What he didn’t know was the true strength of this faction.

If they were too powerful, he would have to hide for a while.

Not long—just enough to mature a few generations of Bloodthirsty Mosquitoes, then it would be their end.

After pondering his strategy, he decided that before the Bloodthirsty Mosquito matured, he might try to capture the Earth-controlling Beetle.

According to the newspaper, the beetle’s abilities were quite good—it could manipulate soil.

He himself had no monster capable of controlling earth.

...

The next day, at dawn, Lu Sheng mounted his White Flame Blue Scale Bird and flew toward the Earth-controlling Beetle’s habitat.

Since the Bloodthirsty Mosquito wouldn’t mature until noon, he planned to seize the beetle in the morning.

Once his subordinates reached the sixth tier, he could then investigate the wild bandits at his leisure.

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