Chapter 236
An adult Red Date Crab was roughly the size of a quail egg. When Lin Hui picked it up, he found a large mass of red, cotton-like material clinging to its underbelly, from which hung a dense, uncountable cluster of pale red eggs.
The crab fought back with everything it had, its eight legs raking the air in rapid, papery slashes. Against an ordinary person, those legs would have carved bloody gashes in an instant.
Considerably stronger than the common crabs from my previous life. For a creature this small, the raw strength feels roughly on par with a three- or four-year-old child, Lin Hui noted.
The Life Form objective requires me to save ninety-nine different species of living beings and then experience the pulsation of life. Would flora, insects, and animals all qualify? And what exactly constitutes saving them?
He set the crab down and wandered a little further. Before long, he came across another Red Date Crab wedged in a rock crevice, so tightly packed by its neighbors that its shell had begun to deform.
He reached in, plucked it free, and set it on an open stretch of beach. The moment its legs touched stone, it brandished both pincers and bolted sideways toward the water as if its life depended on it.
Does that count as saving one species?
Moments later, something faint and warm trickled into his chest—faint as a single thread of warm water, almost like a gentle pressure against the heart. But it was so thin and so brief that it dissolved before he could fix his attention on it, leaving him uncertain whether the sensation had been real at all.
So that is the pulsation of life. I knew it wouldn't be this straightforward.