The earthworms scurried towards the meat as the humming mosquitoes in the air rushed to attack. The moment the mosquitoes reached their heads, the earthworms swiftly sucked them up, mercilessly crushing them within their powerful jaws. Although there were a few earthworms, they were vastly outnumbered by the hundreds of mosquitoes swarming around them. But it didn't matter, as the mosquitoes kept attacking relentlessly, their numbers never dwindling.
Meanwhile, thousands of ants on the ground moved in unison towards the earthworms, their razor-sharp jaws ready to tear into the creatures' flesh. The earthworms, however, were formidable creatures, with thick shells and lengths of over two meters, making them nearly impossible for the ants to defeat. The ants could only scrape at the earthworms' smooth iron skin, leaving white marks in their wake.
Despite the ants' relentless attacks, the earthworms remained unbroken, their tough exteriors allowing them to withstand the onslaught. However, the ants were relentless, and their numbers were on their side. After several unsuccessful attempts, they eventually succeeded in scraping through the earthworms' skin, much like how rain can wear down stones over time.
Rico watched as one earthworm was overwhelmed by the ants, its wounds too severe for it to continue fighting. It flopped over and sank into the ground, leaving only hundreds of wounded ants behind. But the battle raged on, with reinforcements arriving from all sides, as the Three Great Clans continued their war.
Amid the chaos that ensued, as the ants and other bugs fought for the stolen meat, a frenzy of activity ensued. Some of the bolder insects took advantage of the commotion, darting in and out to seize as much meat as they could carry before quickly disappearing into the surrounding foliage. The situation soon turned into a bloodbath, with casualties mounting on both sides. In the end, nearly 800 ants had perished, their bodies littering the ground, while the earthworms and mosquitoes had lost a fraction of their numbers.
Rico, who had been observing the scene with rapt attention, was pleased by the outcome of the skirmish. He knew that the World Source now had 1.01 source energy, which meant that his power had increased. He was eager to test his newfound strength, so he used his authority to infuse his body with 0.101 of source energy. As the energy coursed through his body, his muscles and bones trembled with an intense warmth, and he felt a rush of power that he had never experienced before.
In just one second, his body returned to its normal state, but Rico's hand remained tightly clenched. He could feel a jet of air escaping from between his fingers, a clear indication of his increased strength and speed. As he looked around, his eyes landed on the concrete wall nearby. A faint voice whispered in his ear, urging him to punch through it, but he shrugged and said, "Forget about it, cleaning that up would be a drag." He knew that his strength had increased, but he wasn't sure by how much.
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He knew that controlling his body would be impossible for a while, as he still felt the powerful energy coursing through him. However, he was eager to see what he could do with his newfound strength, and he was excited to see what other powers the World Source had in store for him.
"I'll have to check out my strength in the gym," Rico thought to himself.
As the Cradle experienced more than 20 years, the three races of the Cradle had long since recovered their pre-recovery population levels. Another 100 kg of meat was added in a short time, and Rico predicted another large-scale conflict between the three clans. He eventually obtained and consumed a World Source of 0.102, and a warm flood of water immediately massaged his inside, quickly putting him at ease. After a lengthy period of inactivity, his muscles were bursting with life.
For the third time, Rico flung the remaining 200 pounds of beef into the Cradle. After the meat had been placed into the Cradle, he transferred his mind into the disc world to observe. He discovered a massive brawl between ants, earthworms, and mosquitoes. The mosquitoes buzzed and rushed from the sky or from beneath the foliage, and they grasped ants, raising them into the air, and releasing them, with most of them being killed upon impact.
However, this tactic was only used when fighting ants. When they came across earthworms, the mosquitoes quickly fled.
After absorbing the source energy from the battle, Rico felt the need to cleanse himself, so he went to take a bath. The dark, greasy substance that had clung to his skin was finally washed away, and he felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction and triumph. He reveled in the fact that he had successfully manipulated the Three Great Clans in the Cradle to engage in a brutal battle, causing widespread destruction and claiming countless lives. This had resulted in a significant amount of World's Source, which he had absorbed to increase his power.
As he washed away the remnants of the battle, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and reverence for the World's Source. He marveled at its incredible power and the way it had transformed him, giving him abilities beyond his wildest dreams. He felt invigorated by the rush of energy that coursed through his body, giving him a renewed sense of strength and vitality.
Feeling emboldened by his newfound power, Rico decided to test his abilities in the gym. He hopped into his Bugatti and made his way to a high-end gym. There, he paid for a session and began a serious workout, pushing his body to its limits. With each rep, he could feel the energy coursing through his veins, surging with power and strength. He flexed his muscles, feeling their definition and power, and knew that he had the ability to accomplish anything he set his mind to.
As he continue to work out, Rico couldn't help but think about the Cradle and the Three Great Clans. He knew that he had to be careful not to let his obsession with power consume him. He had to find a balance between controlling the Cradle and not causing too much destruction. But for now, he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and thrill as he imagined the next battle between the Three Great Clans, knowing that he held the power to control their fate.
Rico continued to observe the Cradle, carefully manipulating the Three Great Clans and consuming the World's Source. He grew stronger and more powerful with each passing battle, but also more aware of the responsibility that came with his power. He knew that he had to use it wisely, always thinking about the consequences of his actions. But for now, he couldn't help but relish in the rush of power and control he held over the Cradle and the Three Great Clans.