I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early Chapter 991 - 617: Is My Comrade About to Embezzle Again? (P

That’s why Lu Yuan wasn’t too worried.

"Oh, by the way, so information about Field Industrialization has been exposed... Don’t use these materials for trade, or they’ll identify as the Greedy Demon God affiliated with humans."

"Got it," Old Cat nodded.

"And also... Take care of my wife, the kids, Old Wolf, and my insects."

"Awooo!" Old Wolf wagged its tail quickly upon hearing Lu Yuan ntion it.

Old Cat: I told you to donate your legacy quickly, but you just wouldn’t listen.

These words sounded like a last will and testant, making both Conch and Old Cat sowhat lancholic.

Fortunately, Lu Yuan’s ability to stay alive was top-notch, and he thought he was pretty capable, eager to explore and maybe reap so great rewards?

It’s just that the waters of Pangu Continent were indeed deep; even the mightiest heroes eventually fell. He couldn’t help but feel a bit tense, starting to ramble on about so afterthoughts: "I’ll use a Life Fruit to create another body, exactly the sa appearance, but soulless... Conch, you can control that body occasionally, make an appearance, and just say I’m in seclusion thinking."

"Okay." There’s a Divine Skill called [Imitator], which can mimic Lu Yuan’s thoughts for a short period, so it’s not a big problem.

Lu Yuan whispered sothing in her ear, and got himself another smack.

Lu Yuan thought of sothing else: "Also, delete all information related to the Greedy Demon God."

"From today on, I must sever myself from Human Civilization..."

"Don’t worry, that’s been implented for years." Old Cat shook his head.

This was a matter of necessity.

On Pangu Continent, there were various Divine Skills, and a few [Demons] within the sa ruins, who might have so way to remotely probe information.

Only by completely severing and deleting it can absolute safety be guaranteed.

On today’s internet, you can’t find any term related to "Greedy Demon God."

Lu Yuan pondered quietly, and once again thought about Mirror [Demon] and Blood [Ghost], which were still sealed within the Great Lai Empire’s spaceship.

If he were really trapped for a long ti, and the [Blood·Ghost] seal was left unattended, it would be a significant problem.

"Should these two things be extracted?"

"The technological level of humans should be sufficient to maintain the seal of [Blood Ghost], but as for that mirror [Demon], it’s still unclear what it’s composed of... Hmm, it’s better to go in and take a look."

"However, the ti ratio within the Sky Pit is too slow; one day in there equals more than three months outside, what a hassle."

With that thought, Lu Yuan wasn’t in such a hurry anymore.

He first spent a leisurely day wandering around in Green Grass City with his girl, calming her down.

The two were an old couple, though they hadn’t been apart for long periods often; many calamities were faced together, and now the sudden separation for who knows how long left a subtle anxiety.

The vast Green Grass City indeed had many places to visit, like the Dreamland Amusent Park, but the truly great places

In the Supernatural era, things like roller coasters and Ferris wheels were long obsolete.

And there were many gas in Dreamland Amusent Park, like Cosmic Wars and imagined Epoch Wars of humans, all readily available!

"It’s my first ti experiencing such gas... Human Race Emperor VS Insect Queen!" Lu Yuan fully indulged in the thrill of dream wars.

The "Insect Queen" lightly bit her lip, feeling that Old Lu seed a bit off today.

Besides the dream gas, there were also holographic-related gas in the real world, where you could level up by slashing monsters; regardless of age or gender, it remained popular for hundreds of years.

There were also virtual combat dream gas that asured your body’s paraters and created a virtual person identical to yourself for dueling.

But Lu Yuan still preferred traditional video gas, pressing the keyboard and mouse "clack clack" in front of the computer—perhaps because he was getting older, he missed his college days, the five-seat row at the internet cafe, losing a whole night.

It’s a pity, though, that "Glory of the Dominator" had no players now, and they could only match with AI teammates.

"You’re really bad today; not only can’t you carry a girl, but she has to carry you instead!" Conch was quite disdainful, as this guy even perford poorly in "Glory of the Dominator," getting outperford by the computer learning from the fountain.

"Haven’t played for a long ti, and today’s AIs are just too strong. Is there an easy mode?" Lu Yuan complained.

In fact, it was because he had so thoughts on his mind, occasionally being a bit distracted.

Conch extended her fair hand, annoyed: "Not playing anymore, just give so money!"

"Huh?"

"Get you more Spirit Runes so I won’t end up a widow if you die in so corner sowhere."

That made sense, so Old Lu quickly transferred 500 units of Civilization Points to her.

In fact, her productivity was not high; even if she didn’t eat or drink, it would take more than two or three decades to spend those 500 Civilization Points, but Lu Yuan didn’t care about such a small amount of money.

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And so, a relaxed and happy holiday passed, lasting a total of three days.

Having gotten used to being busy, staying at ho playing all day always carried a vague sense of guilt.

Even his wife was leaving early and coming back late, diligently crafting Spirit Runes, leaving Lu Yuan alone to read novels, play gas, and walk Old Wolf. It was simple and plain, but satisfying in its authenticity.

Lu Yuan couldn’t help but make a self-deprecating remark, "Truly the life of a mule, getting itchy after a few days of not working."

"Then let’s et the Mirror [Demon] a bit early!"

After informing Conch, he transford back into the state of the Greedy Demon God and swiftly slipped into the spaceship of the Great Lai Empire with a "whoosh."

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