An adult Red Jujube Crab was about the size of a quail's egg. As he picked it up, he saw a large, cotton-like mass of red matter stuck to its underside. Suspended within this red substance were countless, densely packed, pale red eggs.
The Red Jujube Crab struggled fiercely, its eight legs swishing through the air with a faint sound. If they were to scratch an ordinary person, they would immediately leave bloody gashes.
'It's definitely much stronger than the ordinary crabs from my past life. A lot of power. For such a small crab, its strength feels comparable to a three- or four-year-old child's...' Lin Hui observed.
'The goal of the Sacred Form of Life is for me to save ninety-nine different types of living beings, and then feel the Pulse of Life. So flowers, grass, insects, and animals should all count, right...?'
