I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early Chapter 588 588: 429: Control [Painted Skin]; Control [Young

Chapter 588: Chapter 429: Control [Painted Skin]; Control [Young Girl]

“So that’s why these abilities are called ‘Divine Skills’, created from myths and born from myths… The truth of history sotis hides in the nas!”

Lu Yuan tapped his fingers, pondering for a while: “So, there are currently three ways to create Divine Skills. The first is like the Gear Civilization, forcibly creating them. However, these Divine Skills tend to be ordinary in function.”

“The second way is to sacrifice Mythical Equipnt, perhaps the Divine Skills created could be quite powerful.”

“The third way is to split other Divine Skills.”

Miss Conch said: “So the ones you possess are actually the legacies of predecessors?”

“Not necessarily, I need to find an opportunity to trick the mirror [Demon]… That old guy definitely knows a lot.” Lu Yuan breathed out lightly.

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Looking again at the [Painted Skin] in the Green Grass Paradise, after being controlled, it kept shaking its head and mumbling complex syllables.

The gaping maws all over its body opened repeatedly, its entire body swelling significantly.”

The soul of [Painted Skin] had recovered from its weakened state considerably, becoming more condensed.

Yet, another red light, like a Tightening Curse, lingered deep within its soul.

“Is this a success?”

“No, it’s a success, but not a success… I told you, such Catastrophe-level Anomalies are not so easily and permanently subdued.”

Lu Yuan studied it for a long ti and sighed: “It’s slowly devouring the energy of ‘Control’. My investnt of 400 Spirit Essence has beco its food… Damn, wasn’t this ability created for controlling [Demons]?!”

He was sowhat anxious.

Once the 400 Spirit Essence energy is devoured by the [Painted Skin], perhaps… it might break free and flee.”

Of course, it wasn’t a complete failure.

Because that red light indeed restrained the [Painted Skin], aning it was temporarily obedient.”

“Use Light Screen Spirit Language.” Lu Yuan commanded.

The [Painted Skin], unmoved, kept talking to itself, hundreds of mouths uttering unknown syllables, spreading a silent yet absurd nonsense.

It was mocking Lu Yuan’s presumptuousness.

Those pairs of eerie mouths, revealing sharp teeth, seed to be cursing.

One day, it will devour Lu Yuan’s soul, devour everything in this world!

“Use Light Screen Spirit Language!” Lu Yuan’s pupils flashed red, intensifying the command.

The red light deep within the soul of the [Painted Skin] also shimred brightly.

This ti, the ferocious beast seed to experience intense pain, forced to spit out a complex syllable.

[Giang!]

A thin structure, glowing like a soap bubble, appeared in the grassland.

Light Screen Spirit Language, a precious defensive asure, also consus a significant amount of energy.

Imdiately, the [Painted Skin] beca sowhat listless.

Miss Conch hurriedly controlled the Opium poppy to absorb this bit of Spirit Language energy completely, which could later be used to produce corresponding protective runes.

However, after this command, the red light lingering deep within the soul of the [Painted Skin] dimd considerably. The [Painted Skin] also beca more subdued, rely lying there motionless.

Lu Yuan thought ponderously: “If I don’t command the [Painted Skin], it devours the energy at a very slow pace, maintaining a long-term stable state…”

“But if I command forcefully, the consumption rate of the controlling energy accelerates. However, before it runs out completely, it reluctantly obeys.”

“Regular recharging is necessary, no wonder the ‘Control’ consus energy so lowly.”

“Just 400 Spirit Essence can make it temporarily obedient, definitely a targeted ability. Even a Level 6 insect would require one or two hundred!”

Lu Yuan always felt he had discovered so significant secret…

What happened after the civilization that created ‘Control’ controlled that planet-sized [Demon]? Did the Epoch Disaster end?

What was the na of that civilization? Are they still alive?

Too many stories have been lost in the river of history.”

However, not being able to permanently conquer a [Demon], Lu Yuan always felt sowhat awkward, thus he took this opportunity to conduct a small experint, forcibly commanding the creature to self-harm, but it failed.

“Can’t self-harm? There are even restrictions on this backdoor.”

He made it eat a rabbit—successful.

He made it continuously use “Light Screen Spirit Language”—successful.

After using it 3 tis, when the red light deep within the soul of the [Painted Skin] was almost extinguished, it finally stopped.

By that ti, the [Painted Skin] had beco sowhat disobedient, wriggling non-stop on the ground like a worm, as its mouths across its body began rambling again.

Lu Yuan couldn’t be bothered with it, as getting scolded a few tis wouldn’t make him lose a piece of flesh.

The private secretary, Miss Conch, made a summary of the experint: “The commands issued to the [Demon] are very limited, it has high resistance, and won’t do sothing it can’t, unlike other creatures which go crazy directly if they can’t.”

“The Spirit Language energy just produced is approximately 102.5 Spirit Essence… while you invested 400 Spirit Essence.”

“So the input to output ratio is 4:1.”

“The other three hundred Spirit Essence was quietly devoured by it, used for self-repair.”

“The more you invest, the more it gains. Eventually, one day, it will grow to a point where it can’t be ‘controlled’.”

“Now, 300 Spirit Essence shouldn’t be dangerous, right?”

“That’s not the case. Perhaps, Lord, you’ve underestimated a demon; 300 Spirit Essence might only be enough to repair one of its mouths.”

Lu Yuan nodded in agreent: “Sigh, there’s always a sense of quenching thirst with poison… The civilization that created ‘Control’ probably had no choice but to fall into this death spiral. That demon is much stronger than Painted Skin, truly requiring a massive amount of energy.”

Divine Skill has its limits.

Just like the Gear Civilization created the ‘Eternal Spark’ ability.

Is it not desired to make it stronger? No, it’s just there isn’t a higher level of technology available.

‘Control’, likewise, as a Legendary ability, its complexity has reached a certain limit and can’t be enhanced further.

However, the results of this experint are still positive!

Three tis using Light Screen Spirit Language could allow the High-risk Laboratory to study for a while.

And Lu Yuan also tested out the limits of ‘Control’, the 400 Spirit Essence spent was bearable…

This Painted Skin has also been tossed around quite a bit, it should behave for a while.

“Co on, let’s go ho, it’s already eleven o’clock! If we delay further, we’ll be wasting our pri youth.” Lu Yuan’s eyes shimring red, he tried to ‘Control’ the girl with 36 Godhood points beside him.

Miss Conch’s heart skipped a beat, pretending to be chard, a smile blossoming on her pretty cheeks.

“At your command, Master~”

The two took a subway train back to Green Mountain.

Lu Yuan held this beautiful lady’s hand all the way, unknowingly getting full of buffs again, feeling more and more that this woman deserved bullying!

Do you really think I, Old Lu, will always have a spiritual love affair with you!

The night deepened, and most people were asleep.

The Underground Alliance and the Rat Artisans were still gambling there; the area was brightly lit.

Only a few Insect Soldiers were hidden in the nooks and crannies of the valley.

“King!” The Worm King ca to pay their respects.

“Hmm, from now on, we’ll start the mushroom cultivation business…”

“Forget it, forget it, we’ll talk tomorrow. This is for you.” Lu Yuan took out a small box containing so mushroom gifts and sent these guys away.

“Don’t bother !”

Lu Yuan then chased out the sneaky Old Wolf and the Little Mirage Dragon from the room, hiding in the absolutely private ‘Star Sea Snail’ with the girl.

“Damn it, the Little Mirage Dragon is being corrupted by its wolf dad.”

“Pfft! It’s just curious.”

“So what should we do now?”

The beautiful eyes of Conch flashing red, turned to ‘Charm’ Lu Yuan: “Master, could you give an opportunity to rise? After all, I’m a forr princess, and being a maid for a year should end by now, right?”

Lu Yuan caressing her soft fingers: “Now that you’ve ntioned it, not that I won’t give you an opportunity, but I’m afraid that you might not be up to the task!”

Conch’s cheeks puffed up, throwing his words back at him: “I want to make a bet with you, as long as I win, I’ll be the master… I’ve learned a new Divine Skill, haven’t practiced yet, want to play?”

“What Divine Skill?”

“Mind Link, can share emotions between both parties…”

“As happy as I am, you’ll be the sa, and vice versa.”

What kind of play is this!

Lu Yuan felt flas stirring in his body, even his nose beginning to bleed.

That’s twisted.

He pretended to be serious: “How do you want to play? Let’s get it straight, Crash Artist won’t do. First day of school, definitely gotta attend.”

Although just forbidding joy today might directly lead to a ntal breakdown, that’s too inhumane… He, Old Lu, hasn’t sacrificed to that extent for civilization!

He has to be happy today!

Conch’s cheeks flushed, pointing to the rising sun in the east.

Then she stepped forward, raising her hand to hug him, tiptoed, and whispered in Lu Yuan’s ear: “It’s not about making you collapse… Teacher Conch wants to know… how long can you last in class?”

She glanced at the east, making a gesture aning, as long as the sun rises, you win.

Lu Yuan understood, feeling a strange fla expanding within him, and imdiately picked up the girl and threw her onto the bed.

“A tiger not showing its might is mistaken for a sick cat?”

“I’ll use more Divine Skills! I’ve grown stronger over the year, you don’t know the strength of an adult.” The girl sat there, still blushing but defiantly said, “You will definitely lose. It’s not too late to beg for rcy!”

Lu Yuan took out a box from Storage Space, slapped it hard on the table, his attitude very arrogant: “Luckily, I was prepared, this ga, I still win!”

Inside the box… there was a pink mushroom!

“Ah? What’s this? (*flee) (*escape)”

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