Looking at the green and shiny shell of the mutated caterpillar, Xiu Wu said, "I'm going to see if the salt really killed it or just knocked it unconscious."
Without waiting for Zhu Lin and others to speak, Xiu Wu walked toward the mutated caterpillar calmly. Standing five meters away from the motionless mutated caterpillar, he calmly threw a space blade at it.
Clang!
The moment the space blade collided with the mutated caterpillar's shell, there was a sound like the collision of metal and blade. Seeing that the mutated caterpillar was still motionless, Xiu Wu approached it cautiously.
He stood in front of the mutated caterpillar, looked at its silly face, and reached out to touch it. After a few seconds, he looked at the other three people and said calmly: "It's already dead."
