My ex-husband tricked me into the world of beasts. What's wrong with my stamp collecting?

After walking along the riverbank for a long time, Ming Cang led everyone into a small valley.

Everywhere you look, you see lush greenery.

Various kinds of shrubs grow in the valley, clustered together and competing with each other for beauty.

Some are blooming with gorgeous flowers, red, pink, purple, colorful, like a gorgeous painting.

Some are covered with emerald green leaves, which are layered and full of vitality.

There are also many sharp thorns hidden behind the leaves, ready to cause some trouble to intruders at any time.

Ming Cang, who was walking in the front, stopped and turned to remind him, "Feng Yan, you can transform into a half-beast and hold Zhen Zhen. It's best for the other beasts to transform into animal forms. Those shrubs with red flowers have thorns. It will take a long time for the wounds to heal. Everyone, follow my route and try to avoid them!"

Only then did Long Zhenzhen shift her attention away from the scattered wild flowers. She released her spiritual sense and indeed saw a shrub with small red flowers and purple thorns hidden behind the leaves.

If it can really cause wounds to fourth-level orcs that take a long time to heal, then the toxicity should be quite significant.

She took out a long-handled bone knife as white as jade from the space. It was made by polishing the longest wild beast rib she had obtained.

"Ming Cang, take this and clear the way ahead. When you get out of this area, pick up some more red thorns."

Long Zhenzhen remembered watching a lot of movies on her ancestral planet, all featuring those impressive meteor hammers. Even though iron ore hadn't been discovered in the Beast World yet, that didn't stop her from making a few out of clay and poisonous stingers to play with. She could have her companions refine them, and they'd probably be pretty hard.

Feng Yan held Long Zhenzhen and flew low over the heads of several beasts. The other males transformed into beasts and followed Ming Cang closely.

Ming Cang put the bone knife into the space, and in a blink of an eye turned into a huge python leading the way.

When he swam past, a path with obvious marks had appeared on the ground, and Ling Zhong, Ling Yun and the others followed behind him very easily.

After walking a little further, the bushes gradually became sparse, and a swamp of unknown depth blocked the way for the animals.

The water in the swamp is thick and turbid, and its depth cannot be seen, as if it hides endless dangers.

Weeds grew all around, their leaves withered and yellow, as if eroded by the toxic atmosphere of a swamp. The few stubborn plants that occasionally managed to survive were twisted and deformed, appearing sickly.

In the center of the swamp, bubbles occasionally emerged from the mud, bursting with a gurgling sound, releasing a sickening odor. Some rotten branches and the remains of small animals half-buried in the muddy water added a touch of eerie atmosphere.

According to Ming Cang's description, the edge of this swamp is not very deep and it can be passed as long as you are careful, but you must be extremely careful about the poisonous frogs in the mud.

Even he didn't dare to set foot in the center of the swamp, and the poisonous frogs were hiding in the mud in the center, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

They will attack intruders when they are not prepared, spraying yellow-brown venom to burn their prey, injuring them and weakening their ability to move.

Then they drive the prey to the center of the swamp, watch it slowly sink to the bottom, and finally enjoy the feast.

Ming Cang himself has a certain resistance to poison, and every time he passes by, he paddles along the edge the entire way, so it takes him a little longer to pass this section.

Those poison frogs are bigger and more poisonous than those outside, but they are not actually wild beasts. Apart from venom attacks, they don’t have any powerful means, so Ming Cang is not afraid of them.

But Long Zhenzhen looked at the general size of Yuan Mo, Ling Zhong and Ling Yun and felt that it might be troublesome for them to walk over on foot.

Calling Ming Cang who wanted to demonstrate, Long Zhenzhen directly put all four companions into the space.

She had the means, so there was no need to force a few males to eat without suffering. Even if she caught the poison frog, the most she could get was the poison sacs, which was of little use. The problem was that Long Zhenzhen was a bit disgusted by the dirt, so she simply let Feng Yan fly along the edge of the swamp. There was no need to waste time here.

The beasts obediently entered the space, and Long Zhenzhen sat on Feng Yan's back, carefully on guard.

The two beasts flew a short distance from the edge of the swamp when they were spotted by poison frogs in the mud. Suddenly, the dark yellow mud in the center of the swamp was like boiling water, with bubbles of all sizes rising in an instant...

"Guwa, Guwa"...

Dull and shrill cries continued to come from the mud. A poisonous frog, only three or four times the size of the bullfrog from the ancestral star, exerted force with its hind legs and bounced out of the mud.

Feng Yan carefully observed the surrounding situation and did not find any birds of prey, so he raised his body and flew again.

However, Long Zhenzhen developed intensive phobia because of the pile of disgusting yellow-brown things below.

Sitting on the back of the phoenix, she had a clear view of the swamp below. In the yellow-brown mud in the center were floating the corpses of some small animals. The flesh and blood had completely melted, leaving only some scattered empty skeletons floating on the surface.

The skeleton was covered in mud and exuded a stench of corruption. It would probably not be long before it turned into mud and mixed into the swamp.

The large beast, probably struggling too hard just as it sank, was buried under the mud in an instant, never to reappear in its lifetime...

Long Zhenzhen was disgusted by the sight of the poisonous frogs flying together and their venom raining down. It was true that she could not avoid the toads that wanted to eat swan flesh wherever she went!

A powerful force of true dragon pressure came down diagonally, and the sound of hailstones hitting the ground filled the air with a sudden clatter...

Feng Yan flapped his wings and flew away quickly with the little female from this disgusting place. He slowed down and stopped only when he could no longer smell the rotten stench of the swamp from a distance.

He transformed into a half-beast and landed in an open space, holding the little female steadily in his arms.

"Zhenzhen, are you okay?"

There was worry and heartache in his narrow and long phoenix eyes. His little female loved cleanliness the most. Those ugly things just now were dirty and smelly, which really polluted her eyes!

Long Zhenzhen leaned on Feng Yan's shoulder and patted her chest for a long time before she breathed a sigh of relief. "Little Phoenix, those things are so disgusting!"

"Well, Zhenzhen doesn't look at it, Zhenzhen looks at me."

Feng Yan gently coaxed her, pressing his forehead against the little female's. Seeing that there was no displeasure in her eyes, he placed his nose against hers and gently captured her red lips...