I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early Chapter 1040 - 634: The Disbanding of the Mo Sect

"Master Turtle, what is the use of this Pangu Brain?" people curiously gathered around the ugly thing, "It doesn’t have any combat capability! What’s the use of its computing power?"

"Haha, you don’t understand," the Turtle Immortal laughed heartily, "The future world will definitely be a world of computing power!"

"Calculation is the core of our Mo Sect! I’ll test you: We have an inner camp of 720 steps, a middle camp of 960 steps, and an outer camp of 1200 steps, with three people—A, B, and C—watching the night. A patrols the inner camp, B the middle camp, and C the outer camp, each advancing south by 9 steps, A by 7, and C by 5. How many rounds does each complete to et at the southern inner camp?"

This is a chase problem at an elentary level, yet few people of this era know how to calculate it.

The Turtle Immortal was sowhat perplexed: "You need to improve your arithtic; otherwise, you might not even be able to compete with machines!"

"My Pangu Brain, although it has no combat power, can design combat weapons. Co, help design a Fire Attribute Flying Sword and craft it."

The Pangu Brain started to think, its brain simring to the point of emitting faint green smoke.

Several shadows extended out, picking up hamrs and fire tongs, with the sound of "ding ding dang dang."

Amidst a lively discussion, a Fire Attribute Flying Sword was produced.

Although its quality is only at the Ordinary Level, it’s remarkable for non-craftsn to produce an Extraordinary Artifact!

Lu Yuan was secretly puzzled: "What exactly is this... In theory, only life can produce extraordinary items..."

"Could this be an artificial intelligence? Hm, what is artificial intelligence?"

anwhile, the surrounding crowd was also discussing, and so were still feeling lancholic.

In any case, sothing with productive capabilities truly garnered people’s attention.

The strange walnut kernel opened its insect-like compound eyes, scrutinizing the crowd with a cold gaze, seemingly unable to comprehend the emotions of intelligent life, not knowing why people around were laughing or crying.

Then, it started mimicking the speech of others—the speed of learning indeed was almost like a supercomputer.

"My workmanship is a bit lacking, sorry," its voice was like an electronic tone, neither warm nor cold, even the apology was mimicked.

"Haha, it’s already great; after all, you’re just a new creature, with much room to grow in the future," Master Turtle comforted.

Lu Yuan widened his eyes, and all sorts of thoughts burst into his mind: "Wait, why does this Pangu Brain resemble sothing I’ve seen before... Where is this place? Who am I?"

His head started to ache violently, and the intense pain almost caused him to faint.

But soon a layer of fog drifted past, obscuring his thoughts, and his freshly recovered mories quickly faded into nothing.

The Turtle Immortal proudly displayed the "Pangu Brain" he had created, straightening his turtle shell energetically: "Alright, everyone, Master Turtle has shown you his trump card."

"This is just a new thing with infinite potential for the future. I’ll continue to research and improve it... Feel free to visit when you have ti, and if you don’t, live your life well, and don’t die!"

"Master He, what about your trump card?" people shouted loudly.

"That’s a secret, a secret!" The Immortal Crane smiled faintly, exuding an air of transcendence.

The two Mythical Grandmasters shouted loudly: "From today, the Mo Sect will shut its doors completely!"

"We will no longer interfere in worldly affairs! Disciples, farewell, take care on your journey."

This seed like a declaration to the world that the Mo Sect would not participate in the world war.

A trace of faint sadness, seemingly inevitable.

The banquet dispersed, and everyone descended the mountain.

While I stood on the Floating Mountain, watching the vast misty waves, feeling the vastness of ti and space.

Silhouettes flickered like floating duckweed,

Gradually drifting away, never to et again.

...

With the close of the mountain-sealing ceremony, the once lively Floating Mountain suddenly beca desolate.

The Mo Sect had three thousand True Disciples alone.

Thirty thousand Inner Sect Disciples.

And even three hundred thousand Outer Disciples!

Now, only a few Mythical Grandmasters and so orphans previously adopted remained; it was indeed a scene of emptiness.

Duomu, who had adopted Lu Yuan and the Undying Giant Turtle, felt sad for quite so ti.

"All the senior brothers and sisters have gone ho."

"I have no parents, this is my ho..."

Regardless, he still had to accept reality; he had to do chores daily, chopping wood, cooking, and caring for pets.

The masters were very busy and would not show up for several months, as they were always researching the source of "Infinite Qi."

A group of orphans took on the full responsibility, and life was quite difficult.

Yet they cherished it as sweet, having been in the Mo Sect for so long, contributing now seed only natural.

"Undying Giant Turtle, although you have the na of a giant turtle, why are you just so tiny?"

Duomu played daily with the palm-sized "Undying Giant Turtle": "By the ti you grow into a real giant turtle, I would have died; don’t know if you’ll rember then."

"Wagaga!" the giant turtle roared loudly, full of vigor.

"And you, Greedy Demon God, your na sounds crazy, but why do you lack presence so much? Even I often forget about you... Others probably have forgotten you too, could this be your innate ability?"

"Find so food when you have ti, don’t starve to death."

Lu Yuan was just slightly larger than the Undying Giant Turtle, and he found that his throat hadn’t grown well, so he could only make "wagaga" sounds, just like the Undying Giant Turtle.

Bored, he could only bully his good brother, the Undying Giant Turtle, every day, fighting over food.