The crab's rocky carapace was slick with slimy algae. Oliver had to tightly grip the slippery surface to avoid falling.
He moved his hand forward, finding cracks in the stone-like shell to secure his grip. Once he felt stable, he climbed to the flat area above the crab's head.
However, his actions went unnoticed.
Oliver's baseline mana reading remained at one unit. Although he had adapted to using approximately 20,000 units of golden mana without harm, his body still couldn't generate it independently.
Consequently, the crab presumed he was a harmless creature clinging to its body for dear life and ignored his presence.
'Well, that's rude. To think you would ignore me.'
Oliver stood on the elephant-sized crab, which was walking into deeper waters, feeling annoyed.
'Should I store some mana in my body?'
