God Level Farmer In Another World

Chapter 178: James's Super Fruits

The two Super Fruits were initially meant to create a powerful hunter to take over White Mountain City's defense.

Alexander had originally chosen the candidate—a brawler known as the Meat Grinder.

He planned to approach him tonight and turn him into his hunter.

But who could have predicted such an unforeseen event tonight?

James didn't bother questioning why he needed to eat the fruits at such a critical moment. Only a fool would waste time thinking about it.

Having witnessed Alexander's overwhelming power, anyone could tell these strange fruits were extraordinary, holding the key to survival!

James took the fruits and began eating them voraciously.

Under the threat of death, he didn't even notice the fruits' notoriously bad taste.

In moments, he devoured both Super Fruits like a starving wolf.

The next second, two profound pieces of information surged into James's mind:

Hormone Fruit: Class B

Consumes spiritual energy to control a target's body temperature, pigmentation, growth, and emotions, even allowing for internal body modifications and gender changes.

Whip Fruit: Class B

Consumes spiritual energy to make any human, animal, or monster struck by a whip obey commands. Targets with lower spiritual energy, intelligence, or weakened states are easier to control.

These two fruits had been perfect for the Meat Grinder.

A seasoned fighter, the Meat Grinder could have used the Hormone Fruit to manipulate his opponents' hormones with precision, controlling their emotions and body temperature.

In human combat, this ability was nearly invincible, capable of doubling his combat effectiveness.

Alexander had no intention of using the fruit's ability for bizarre transformations—it was all about power.

As for the Whip Fruit, it was akin to a master tool, capable of taming lifeforms.

Given the generally low intelligence of most monsters, the fruit was practically tailor-made for capturing them.

For someone like the Meat Grinder, who frequently dealt with monsters in combat, this ability could have made him a master monster tamer.

Together, the Hormone and Whip Fruits would have forged an immensely powerful awakened individual.

Now, they had fallen into James's hands.

Alexander had no choice; his lack of preparation was to blame.

He couldn't let Mark die.

Seeing James still frozen in shock, struggling to process the excitement and disbelief of acquiring two Class B talents, Alexander snapped coldly:

"What are you waiting for?

If Carl and his son die, I'll grind your bones to dust!"

James immediately shook off his daze and bolted.

The Security Bureau car was parked quite a distance away.

At that moment, a monster that had been eyeing James for a long time pounced.

The male human had the protection of the White Python Shadowflame, but this female human would be an easy meal!

James cried out in alarm, his mind racing.

"Whip Fruit! That's it—I can tame this monster!"

He quickly grabbed a broken tree branch from the ground.

The Whip Fruit required a whip as a medium to activate its power.

Would a tree branch count as a whip? James didn't know, but he had no choice but to try!

Gripping the branch tightly, James swung it at the monster.

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out, and the monster let out a howl of pain.

It was a simple-minded creature with low intelligence and minimal spiritual energy—an unthinking beast driven only by hunger.

The monster flinched, staring fearfully at the tree branch in James's hand, before bowing its head in submission.

Gathering his courage, James climbed onto the monster's back and galloped down the mountain.

Alexander let out a breath of relief. At least James wasn't entirely useless.

"Remember two things," Alexander called out.

"Don't reveal your identity, and don't share anything about White Mountain City.

When I return, I'll find you."

James etched those words into his memory.

The monster beneath him sprinted at an incredible speed, breaking through the ring of surrounding monsters.

The wind howled past his ears as James calmed himself in the biting cold.

That fruit—it must have been a supernatural plant.

Isn't this what the military captain has been desperately searching for?

Alexander… his origins are beyond anything I could imagine!

James felt as though a new door had opened to him, ushering in an entirely new life.

With two Class B talents, he was no longer an ordinary person—he was destined for greatness!

He knew his future had been irrevocably changed. Knowing so many of Alexander's secrets would undoubtedly be dangerous.

But would James fear Alexander's enigmatic power?

What could be scarier than being weak, insignificant, and powerless?

James was clever enough to understand that with such strength now at his disposal, Alexander wouldn't want to kill him.

In the future, just surviving and not being bullied would be enough for James.

Several swift monsters chased after him, but James felt no fear.

Gripping his tree branch tightly, he swung it at the two nearest monsters.

Crack, crack!

James felt a significant drain on his spiritual energy, but both monsters bowed their heads to him just like the one he was riding.

A faint smile appeared on James's lips.

He had always possessed decent spiritual energy; he had just failed to awaken it properly.

Months ago, a fortune teller had predicted that he had a bright future ahead. Turns out, it wasn't a lie!

James rode his monster past the Security Bureau car.

His mount's speed rivaled that of the car, and in the forest terrain, the monster was far more agile.

After some thought, James circled back to the car and grabbed a black motorcycle helmet—Mark's helmet.

Didn't Alexander say not to expose his identity?

Wearing the helmet should suffice, right?

Carl Ruffelo's son, Mark, would likely recognize it as his helmet and deduce who James was.

But wasn't James heading to White Mountain City precisely to save Carl and Mark?

If they figured it out, Alexander probably wouldn't punish him.

James donned the helmet and, astride his monster, began his descent from the mountain.

Dressed in women's clothes, with long wavy hair streaming behind him, James riding the sturdy monster made for an oddly striking sight.

Trailing behind him were the monsters he had just tamed.

Crack, crack!

With two more swings of his improvised whip, James subdued additional monsters, adding to his growing entourage heading toward White Mountain City.

Alexander watched James's retreating figure and muttered to himself,

"At least James can handle the power of the Super Fruits. Not bad.

It seems his spiritual energy is adequate.

I'll need to investigate his background when I get back."

Alexander then looked up at the chimera in the sky. The black-and-red lines on his face writhed as he whispered,

"Of course, that's assuming I can get back."

The White Python Shadowflame roared under Alexander's command, surging toward the chimera with ferocious intent.

The chimera dodged a few times before its deep, resonant voice echoed across the sky,

"Human!

You've tamed the Shadowflame and subdued the volcano. Your abilities have earned my respect!

I have no desire to strike you down while you're utterly spent.

You may recover your spiritual energy now.

When you're at your peak, I'll devour you!

That way, your flavor will be the most exquisite!

Anything less would tarnish my honor!"

Alexander remained silent for a moment before replying,

"Agreed."

The unleashed White Python Shadowflame could obliterate all life within a hundred-mile radius, but it might not be a match for the chimera.

From their earlier skirmishes, it was clear the chimera had no difficulty countering the Shadowflame.

Given the opportunity offered, Alexander saw no reason to refuse.

He casually pulled out several stalks of Moonlight Grass and scattered them around him.

The Moonlight Grass quickly took root, emitting a radiant glow reminiscent of moonlight.

While others might need to carefully tend to such a plant in a pot, for Alexander, it was nothing more than a trivial resource.

Why was Alexander carrying Moonlight Grass with him?

Simple. Things like wild strawberries, Moonlight Grass, and wild blueberries always came in handy at critical moments.

Alexander wasn't one to be stingy with himself.

He popped a handful of wild blueberries into his mouth and began absorbing the spiritual energy emanating from the Moonlight Grass.

The black-and-red lines on his body gradually receded as his spiritual energy recovered, retreating into his veins and lying dormant once more.

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