This time, Zhang Yang really did spit blood.
2000 evolution points! Just gone, wasted for nothing.
But this "over-level kill" thing is kinda interesting. Is the system encouraging him to challenge high difficulty?
"Awooo!"
The wolf howls were already very close. The returning jungle wolves must have sensed their companion's death, which was why they were howling.
Zhang Yang didn't dare stay put for even a second. He ran away extremely nimbly.
Although he was also seriously injured, it didn't stop him from running.
Seriously, Zhang Yang didn't even dare look back—because he had no idea whether jungle wolves could climb trees. What if they could?
Right now, what Zhang Yang needed to do was find a safe place, then see if he could evolve into a jungle wolf.
As long as he could evolve, it would be like upgrading from a bicycle to a motorcycle.
For a flying Zhang Yang, the jungle wolves really had no good way to deal with him.
And no one would believe that their companion was chopped to death by a praying mantis—that would be the joke of the century.
So the result was actually very favorable for Zhang Yang. He escaped quite easily.
He flew in the opposite direction from where the brown bear was. After finding a slightly raised mound about four or five meters high, Zhang Yang finally stopped.
He first dragged his exhausted body around in several circles. Only after confirming there were no other creatures nearby did he land.
"System, how many evolution points to evolve into a jungle wolf?"
"Ding, evolving into a jungle wolf requires 7000 evolution points."
Zhang Yang's mood instantly became beautiful. Only 7000 points?
"Evolve."
No hesitation—evolve, little wolf.
"Ding, evolution starting. This evolution will consume 7000 evolution points."
As expected, 7000 points is on another level. This time the green light particles were much denser.
Wrapped in the green glow, Zhang Yang felt a warm, cozy sensation.
But that feeling didn't last long.
When the warm sensation disappeared, Zhang Yang opened his eyes.
He saw a different world.
The world he saw now felt far more real.
His wolf eyes looked around very human-like. After just a few glances, this very skinny jungle wolf grinned—a very silly, goofy grin.
"Being a mammal really is better after all."
Zhang Yang sighed emotionally.
After spending so many days as an insect, that feeling, that taste—nothing compared to the comfort of being a mammal.
"But… why am I so damn skinny and weak?"
The smile didn't last long before Zhang Yang started worrying.
Because he had seen other jungle wolves before.
If you threw the current Zhang Yang into a pack of wolves, he would be the classic malnourished runt.
The other jungle wolves were all glossy and sleek, while Zhang Yang's fur was dull and he was skin and bones.
"System, strengthen."
The body could slowly recover later. As long as he became a wolf, everything would be fine.
He wasn't worried about attributes anyway—he still had evolution points.
"Ding, please select the reinforcement direction, Host."
"First max out my Constitution for me."
Zhang Yang was feeling generous and directly asked to max out Constitution.
"Ding, insufficient evolution points."
Standing on the mound, head held high with a proud wolf face, Zhang Yang almost tumbled straight down.
He suspected there was something wrong with his ears. Insufficient evolution points?
You've got to be kidding me?
If he remembered correctly, he still had 3000 evolution points left. Could one jungle wolf really be this amazing? Constitution over 30 points?
"Ding, for attributes above 1 point, every 1 point of attribute reinforcement requires 1000 evolution points."
A thousand grass-mud-horses stampeded through Zhang Yang's mind.
"1000 points? Shouldn't it be 100?"
"Ding, for attributes above 1 point, every 0.1 attribute reinforcement requires 100 evolution points."
"Then reinforce 1 point Constitution and 2 points Strength. Hurry up, please."
What else could Zhang Yang do? Accept fate.
But he was clearly very impatient.
Constitution definitely had to be strengthened—he was currently too frail. Strength also had to be increased to amplify his advantages.
3 points of Strength = 30 jin (about 15 kg).
With his talent amplifying it by 4 times, that became 150 jin (about 75 kg) of force.
With that kind of strength, among ordinary jungle wolves, he probably wouldn't be considered weak.
Of course, in terms of sheer body size, he couldn't compare to the others.
"Ding, reinforcement beginning."
"Ding, reinforcement complete."
There were no black dots or green lights at all—came and went in a flash, zero sense of ceremony.
After gaining 1 point of Constitution, Zhang Yang's skinny body looked a bit fuller, but he still looked malnourished.
"Indeed, better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. Wasn't it great being a mantis holding life-and-death power? Why did I have to turn into such a scrawny little wolf?"
Zhang Yang felt a tiny bit of regret.
This over-level evolution really wasn't fun at all.
Suddenly, all the fur on Zhang Yang's body stood on end. He sensed an extremely strong sense of danger.
It wasn't that he saw anything—it was pure wolf instinct telling him: danger is approaching.
What is it?
Zhang Yang looked around in slight panic.
After just a few quick scans, he spotted the creature that brought him such immense threat.
"So it's you."
Four big words appeared in Zhang Yang's mind.
The one who appeared was none other than the little tiger who had peed all over him a few days ago.
One pee, one blow.
Two grudges instantly became crystal clear in Zhang Yang's mind.
"Tiger Bro, this Yang is laying it all out—you need a little brother? Want this Yang to serve you?"
Zhang Yang was panicking hard. Meeting this little tiger definitely meant nothing good.
Look at that guy—he's staring at me with mocking eyes.
Zhang Yang really wanted to slap himself twice.
Why did he use up all his evolution points?
If he had left even a little, wouldn't that be great?
At least right now he could evolve into a bird and fly away, right?
He had killed small birds before, but he had never evolved into one.
Unfortunately, Zhang Yang now had zero evolution points left.
The little tiger didn't remember what he had done before. He was just curious why such a pathetically skinny jungle wolf would appear in his territory.
Could it be that life was too hard and he wanted to become Tiger's snack?
Thinking of this, the little tiger actually felt a trace of sympathy for Zhang Yang.
But letting him go? Absolutely not. Tonight he could have an extra meal.
While the little tiger was thinking about killing Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang also sensed it.
At the same time, he was already prepared to attack.
Fortunately, he believed he still had a chance to fight back. With 150 jin of force, plus his claws and teeth enjoying the "Sharpness" talent amplification.
Most importantly, his "One Fatal Strike" hadn't been used today yet.
If this little tiger dared to charge at him, Zhang Yang would definitely give him a ruthless blow.
Of course, if conflict could be avoided, it would be best to avoid it.
But the little tiger didn't take Zhang Yang seriously at all. His movements were incredibly fast—Zhang Yang's current speed couldn't keep up at all.
The desperate counterattack Zhang Yang had imagined never happened. The tiger's paw shot out claws that left four extremely deep bloody gashes across Zhang Yang's body.
"I'm done for."
Zhang Yang couldn't even feel the pain anymore, because he knew—he was finished.