This should be the final mission. After completing it, they would have some time to rest without any significant burdens.
The remaining journey was quickly finished as they crossed several hills and arrived at a grassland they had never seen before.
The vast expanse of grassland was now the scene of their mission.
The objective was to eliminate a rare type of insect known for its cruelty, a dominant force on the grassland.
Any insect deemed a pest by the association surely had a notorious background. There had been a time when a migrating species wiped out all the flora and fauna in the area, leaving not even a single root on the grass.
Today's mission was to locate this particular insect, which was omnivorous. Its numbers were not overwhelming, but it was one of the few social creatures they had encountered so far.
While an individual might not possess great strength, when they attacked in swarms, they could strip even an elephant of its flesh.
This was the infamous Man-Eating Worm.
"Terrifying Man-Eating Worms. Who can think of an effective way to deal with them?" Even Freyr found himself troubled by this challenge. This time, there were no destructive weapons available; it was out of the question to ignite vehicles for another explosion. Clearly, there were no human outposts nearby. The thought of walking back on foot from such a distant place made him wonder how long it would take—perhaps until the next lunar year or beyond. The mission's timeframe might already be long gone.
So, the suggestion of blowing up vehicles was dismissed. There was another method: gathering together to use fire to kill the Man-Eating Worms.
What made these insects so fearsome was their insatiable appetite; once they parasitized an animal, they would burrow into its brain. Even boiling water might not be enough to kill them.
In fact, flames could destroy all matter. Although the Man-Eating Worms were terrifying, it wasn't impossible to roast them alive with fire. Fortunately, there were still several barrels of diesel fuel on the vehicle, which could be poured around the area as a means to create a target point.
Luckily, the Man-Eating Worms did not fly; they were primarily terrestrial creatures. By the time they accepted this Bounty Mission, military satellite reconnaissance had already connected to their tablets. It turned out that these Man-Eating Worms were not native creatures; they lived deep within glaciers and had only recently resurfaced as primitive organisms. With astonishing appetites and tenacious life forces, even massive whales in the ocean became hosts to them, often ending up as nothing more than skeletons covered in thick layers of fat within months. Such tragedies frequently occurred in the ocean, where many fish also fell victim and were left with no flesh at all.
However, these types of insects were not uncontrollable; high temperatures could kill them. Until a method to suppress them was invented, the association could only continue sending hunters to teach effective ways to combat their invasion.
It seemed to be just as expected; the attack appeared no more terrifying than imagined. In fact, the higher-ups in the association also believed that using fire to gather and eliminate them all at once was the most effective method.
They had a taste for blood; even a drop of blood spread in the water could be detected from several kilometers away. And once they gathered, they numbered in the hundreds or thousands.
Simply igniting flames would not kill them all at once, as it would drive the more resistant Man-Eating Worms to remote areas.
The terror of these Man-Eating Worms did not end there; they reproduced asexually, meaning that even if just one remained, it could multiply exponentially within a week.
The stability of diesel was better; the high temperature released from an instant explosion could dry up a pool of water, making it the most advantageous weapon.
"The fire attack method is good. We should record this video to verify whether we achieved our goal. If the mission is completed and passes review, rewards will be sent to our team's Score card within a week," Freyr responded.
"We'll use a cow with its artery cut as a sacrifice. Once those worms swarm near the Diesel Barrel, we'll blow them up all at once. Just in case, we’ll also use some naturally occurring White Phosphorus from Phosphorus Bugs as a distant fuse. Our vehicle needs to retreat a safe distance; the heat over there isn't an issue, but we must prevent the bodies of the Man-Eating Worms from splattering everywhere. We want to avoid any surviving worms with strong resistance from parasitizing us. Those are difficult to cure and will consume all nutrients within a living organism until only a thick layer of fat remains," Freyr thought about the horrific details he had read in books about creatures infested by these worms. Although he had never witnessed such terror firsthand, he remembered vividly the tragic fates of those parasitized beings. The precautionary distance was also for their safety.
Sacrificing even one cow's life was significant; although Freyr had never advocated risking lives in such a manner before, he now believed that sacrificing some animal lives for human safety was justifiable.
Moreover, they could not put human lives in such peril without appropriate protective gear or rescue measures—the outcome was predictable.
With this in mind, they immediately began implementing their plan.
This time, they arranged for three cows, leading the other two over as well.
One cow's leg was slashed open, and as blood flowed out, Xiong Tai quickly returned to their vehicle while the White Phosphorus fuse was also completed on the other side.
The ignition device was set up as a long-range sniper rifle's sight.
Waiting for the vehicle to retreat to a suitable position, black shadows began to swarm in from the other side.
The camera was already prepared, ready to capture the scene unfolding before it.
The two cows were soon enveloped by those black forms. At first, they struggled, but after just a few seconds, their resistance weakened.
The figures of the cows gradually shrank, revealing their stark white bones as their skeletons became visible.
"Now's the time," the white phosphorus ignites at an average temperature of forty degrees. The sniper rifle erupted with a loud bang as the bullet struck the white phosphorus.
Following a straight line of white fuses, it gradually split the skeletal remains of the two cows apart, instantly detonating the diesel barrels on either side.
As the heat reached its peak, the noise became exceptionally loud in that moment.
Those lives flickered in the orange flames, and before long, silence fell over the scene.
The man-eating worms were not particularly resilient; they had an insatiable appetite. However, as analyzed earlier, high temperatures from the flames were indeed their nemesis.
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