Global Fog Survival

Chapter 41: 200 Pound Strongman

Saving these people undoubtedly came with a cost…

But that cost…

Was actually not that high.

At least, not as high as Sanna thought.

“The hint offers two methods: the first is to upgrade these five servants to level three, allowing their base attributes to break through level two, and then using Sanna’s ‘Holy Light Healing’ to help them withstand it.”

“But, while upgrading a level one servant only costs five fog points, upgrading to level two requires 25 points, and level three is a whopping one hundred and fifty…”

Colin immediately abandoned this plan. Including his own points and what he just looted, he had about five hundred fog points. Though he could trade for more…

It was just too wasteful.

No one would naively use fog points to trade for water now…

Even if they did, it would be rare, and by the time he traded, the bodies of these people might already be cold.

“The second method is more acceptable: upgrading the servants to level two; their base attributes would reach around 1.5, then spending three hundred fog points to upgrade Sanna once, granting her a new skill…”

Colin quickly decided on the second plan.

The first plan required a total of seven hundred and fifty fog points to upgrade five servants to level three with attributes around 2 each, which Colin wasn’t willing to do.

Compromising, spending one hundred and fifty fog points to upgrade five level two servants, then three hundred to upgrade Sanna by one level, he found acceptable.

Moreover, Colin had seen through the hint that this would fulfill an inner regret of hers.

Although Colin didn’t know what this regret was, she had contributed the most and was the biggest hero…

So, he decided to fulfill it.

Colin gathered his thoughts and approached the mage’s corpse. After taking control of all the servants, he checked their information.

**[Servant]**

Identity: Belongs to Colin.

Status: **[Flesh Mushroom Poisoning]**: “Berserk,” “Insane,” “Dying,” “Hallucinating,” “Semi-comatose”…

Satiety: 11

Strength: 1.7 (continuously decreasing)

Agility: 1.6 (continuously decreasing)

Endurance: 0.4 (continuously decreasing)

Stamina: 0.3 (continuously decreasing)

The series of debuffs made Colin’s eyelids twitch; he hadn’t expected the mushroom’s effects to be so severe.

Without looking further, Colin, despite his inner pain, quickly upgraded their levels.

With one hundred and fifty fog points spent, the wails of the people on the ground noticeably weakened.

Colin saw their attributes increase significantly.

However, this wasn’t enough.

“We still need your help.”

Sanna nodded without hesitation.

Colin opened her panel and unhesitatingly upgraded her.

This time, he noticed something—a pure substance, similar in appearance to the gray fog but fundamentally different, emerged from his body in three wisps.

Three wisps… Does it require over one hundred fog points to become visible?

Colin speculated.

Then he saw the three wisps enter Sanna, and her aura changed dramatically.

[Holy Light Priest: Sanna Helaca]

Identity: Holy Light Priest of the Eternal Sun Church.

Description: A loving, gentle priest who brings healing with holy light.

Strength: Second Stage.

Status: “Encouraged,” “Blessed with Courage”…

Satiety: 77

Strength: 3.9—7.1 (initial value—blessed value)

Endurance: 3.3—5.9

Stamina: 3.1—5.4

Agility: 2.1—3.4

Spirit: 2.8—4.1

Intelligence: 2.5—3.9

Mana: 1200/1200

Skills: “Strong and Healthy,” “Meteor Hammer,” “Sweep Kick”… “Wind of Revival (new).”

[Wind of Revival]: Generates a healing wind within an eight-meter radius, rapidly restoring all orderly beings within range (effects can stack).

[Level-Up Note]: All attributes increase by 1, all skill effects enhance by ten percent.

[Next Level-Up Requirement]: 1000 fog points, 1 Mark of Light, 100 Condensed Light Stones.

“Monster-like attributes…”

One glance at Sanna’s attributes made Colin shiver. Externally, she didn’t seem to change much.

However, her aura was now noticeably more sacred and noble.

Ignoring the fact that she could punch a bear to death.

“This kind of situation could only happen in this world. In a normal world, someone with this power wouldn’t look so small…”

Colin couldn’t help but sigh. Boxer Mike Tyson had big, strong muscles, but his attributes weren’t as high as hers…

She could stand there, and a two-hundred-pound strongman might not be able to move a finger of hers.

At this moment, Sanna also sensed her changes, her mind filled with a new skill and an understanding of its effects and usage.

“Praise you, Lord Colin…”

Sanna’s blue eyes were moist, her eyes red, biting her lip. She had many words of gratitude, but all she managed was this short sentence.

She knew this upgrade required a substantial amount of resources.

[Holy Light Priest Sanna Helaca’s loyalty to you increased by 30%, current loyalty is at 100%!]

[Note: She will never betray you.]

[Hint: Your sacrifice is not without reward. You vaguely sense a bountiful harvest at some point in the future.]

[Hint 2: Your selfless act of saving the dying slaves moved all present slaves, who empathized with them.]

[You realize they will offer you unwavering loyalty, even beyond your death.]

Ignoring the system’s content and hints, Colin patted Sanna’s shoulder: “Save them quickly.”

“Okay.”

Sanna nodded heavily, took a deep breath, and suppressed her excitement.

Just as she was about to use the new skill, Colin suddenly called out to stop her, facing her confused look.

Colin coughed twice, looking embarrassed, realizing that Sanna’s skill healed and purified all within an eight-meter radius.

There seemed to be no limit on the number of people…

Whether saving many or few, the cost was substantial, but using it for just a few people…

Seemed wasteful.

Colin shared this sudden thought with Sanna, who agreed. The group quickly gathered together.

An eight-meter radius, covering about two hundred square meters, could comfortably fit forty to fifty people.

Soon, Sanna’s soft, visible green wind swept through the area.