I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early-Chapter 680 - 500: Turn Him into a Demon
Chapter 680 -500: Turn Him into a Demon
“How is it? Are the life signs stable?”
“Most of the Hibernators still have stable life signs. It seems the [Ghost] ignored them!”
“As long as they’re still alive.”
This news allowed everyone to momentarily sigh in relief.
But more questions immediately arose.
From a human perspective, the sudden outburst of the [Ghost] was indeed quite strange.
Originally, humans only intended to frighten the [Monster], but unexpectedly, the [Ghost] actually struck! And with enormous power, clearly a trump card-level ability.
An expert, furrowing his brows, said, “So, does this mean the [Ghost] truly detected the [Monster]’s presence?”
“Otherwise, a single satellite would not have caused such a massive reaction.”
“Could the [Ghost] really harm the [Monster]? After all, they’re separated by a Different Space…”
The group erupted into heated discussion.
If the [Ghost] were to unleash such an attack in Green Grass City, wouldn’t it destroy half the city outright?
Lu Yuan, filled with worry, said, “If that’s truly the case, even our Mirage Space is not secure. We must prepare contingency plans accordingly…”
“Great Commander, always stay prepared!” Colonel Jin Dongliang from the military declared, “We guarantee that within five seconds, rainwater will be administered to all.”
Lu Yuan let out a sigh. “Good to have measures in place. But don’t act rashly—we’re not at that stage yet.”
At that moment, Professor Lu Tiantian, shaking his overheating head, replied, “In my opinion, it’s theoretically impossible for the [Ghost] to detect the [Monster]’s presence across space; otherwise, it would have killed the [Monster] long ago and escaped this Different Space.”
“The [Monster] might be dealing with the Lanpeng people’s souls, causing the [Ghost] to react in that instant.”
“Isn’t that exactly what happened during previous Ghost Mist Disasters?”
“No one can use outflow abilities in the Ghost Mist—skills like [Identification] and similar are completely ineffective. The moment they’re used, they trigger backlash.”
“This terrifying [Ghost] likely retaliates along superpowered pathways, which explains the earlier scene.”
Lu Yuan nodded. “That makes sense.”
But another question arose: why did the [Monster] suddenly make a move?
The answer wasn’t that complicated—Jin Bote deliberately fell into a coma, causing the [Monster] to feel emboldened.
Jin Bote’s role carried significant weight within the overall plan.
As an “Inspirer” and the core within the Spiritual Network, his coma led to the Lanpeng people’s resistance crumbling.
On the other hand, perhaps the collective will of eight million individuals managed to influence the [Monster], making it inexplicably more arrogant than before—the Lanpeng people were, after all, known for their arrogance.
“In summary, Jin Bote feigned a coma, prompting the [Monster] to act.”
“Then, it was detected by the [Ghost], forcing the [Monster] to flee.”
“There may be some discrepancies in the details, but broadly speaking, that’s likely what happened.”
Lu Tiantian took a deep breath. “This prince indeed possesses quick wits. Thankfully, we reacted in time and brought the satellite down.”
The atmosphere in the conference room was mixed—there were reasons for both joy and concern.
The joy came from realizing that the will of eight million individuals could genuinely influence some of the [Monster]’s decisions!
Such influence was subtle and gradual.
For instance, certain personality traits might undergo slight changes—timidity morphing into audacious arrogance, or extreme caution giving way to recklessness.
The concern was that this influence was incredibly minimal—hardly more than a drop in the ocean.
Lu Yuan took several swigs of water. It was indeed beneficial to have clever minds in abundance; watching the [Ghost] roving madly across the screen, he quietly thought, “Senior, you should have seen it by now.”
“Any solutions? What type of [Ghost] is this? And what ability was just demonstrated?”
The Ancient Insect replied with frustration: “[Not among those I’ve encountered. New Myth—you’ve wandered into some unknown territory. You’re really unlucky… This [Ghost] is highly complete! At least boasting seventy percent of its prime strength.]”
The Ancient Insect trembled and said weakly: “[No, the Underground Alliance will need another ten thousand years to grow. Otherwise, emerging now is tantamount to suicide.]”
Faced with such a complex situation, its simple brain froze, utterly incapable of devising a single plan.
Lu Yuan, in truth, hadn’t pinned all his hopes on this old bug.
What worried him was the black shadow wreaking havoc among humanity, whose resources were far more valuable than what the Lanpeng Civilization possessed.
“The [Ghost] is absorbing residual ‘Luck’ in the cities!” Hai Zhiyun suddenly interjected. “It seems to have grown slightly stronger… Who knows how much ‘Luck’ remains in the city.”
Hai Zhiyun’s data analysis skills were unparalleled; her understanding of Idealist Interference allowed her to deduce much.
Lu Yuan swallowed hard, cursing under his breath: “A quasi-interstellar civilization… surely there isn’t ten thousand points of Luck?”
Humanity’s accumulated “Luck,” extracted via the [Space-Time Tide Harmonization Conversion], left only minimal overflow.
Like harvesting fruit from a tree—a single bountiful harvest would leave only a handful of small fruits remaining.
But the Lanpeng Civilization, lacking Third-level Civilization capabilities, couldn’t extract “Luck,” leaving plenty lingering in their cities.
Most “Luck” was tied to intelligent life—closely linked to their population of eight million—which the [Monster] had surely hidden away.
The [Monster], risking the [Ghost]’s attacks, was undoubtedly after this cache of “Luck.” It would do everything to conceal it.
However, a smaller portion of “Luck” was also connected to city structures, industrial equipment, and cultural relics.
So, the [Ghost] rampaging through the city was likely plundering this scattered “Luck.”
The spectacle was terrifying—the pixelated mass growing blurrier and more indistinct by the second.
Lu Yuan stared at the screen, his expression grim and unsettled.
The [Ghost], already unimaginably powerful, was slowly growing even stronger. The pace wasn’t dramatic, but it was alarming enough to evoke extreme tension.
Even more frightening, the usually silent [Monster] now revealed its ferocious fangs.
As soon as the [Ghost] departed, the [Monster] would undoubtedly return with a vengeance.
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“How much longer for the [Ghost]?”
Hai Zhiyun replied, “Unclear… maybe a few hours…”
“Once the [Ghost] consumes the residual Luck of the Lanpeng Civilization, it will undoubtedly come for us,” Lu Yuan gritted his teeth. “Although we have little residual Luck, there’s still some.”
“The Little Mirage Dragon might hold for a while, and the Greedy Demon God could take over.”
“But the worst-case scenario is if the [Ghost] leaves, the [Monster] will have free rein and devour the unconscious Lanpeng people.”
“Without the [Ghost]’s deterrent, even dropping every satellite we have would be futile.”
What would happen if those eight million people fell into the [Monster]’s clutches—no one could say for sure.
Its intelligence might be heightened immensely.
Even worse, possessing Space Ability, the [Monster] might turn its attention toward the Mirage Space.
Everyone’s expression darkened at the thought.
“Wh-what do we do?” asked Magmit, the Lanpeng noble, with a bitter expression.
Silence descended upon the room.
The feeling was akin to being trapped between two colossal forces of nature, wedged in a crevice with no escape. On all sides, walls were closing in, ready to crush them into pulp.
It seemed like certain death no matter how they thought about it.
Lu Tiantian tapped the table with both hands, his gaze unfocused.
As his mind raced, his body temperature surged.
Suddenly his voice rang out, high and clear: “Wait—same level… anomalies of the same level!”
“If we turn Jin Bote into a [Demon], could that further influence the [Monster]’s consciousness?”
“We happen to have remnants of a [Demon]. Would it be feasible to turn Jin Bote into one?”
Silence filled the conference room as everyone stared at Lu Tiantian in disbelief.
The large room became so quiet that even the faintest sound of breathing was imperceptible.
Old Cat, mulling over the proposal, found its fur standing on end.
Yet upon further contemplation, it had to admit—there might really be a slim chance of victory.
Its expression was extraordinarily grave, yet it raised no objections.
History often repeats itself. Countless desperate civilizations, before their extinction, had always clung to a final lifeline.
During the long march of history, those who had turned themselves into [Demons] had undoubtedly faced similar dire choices.
[Demons], supremely rational and utterly cold—being anomalies on par with the [Monster], might really possess the power to turn the tide!
Moreover, in the early stages of becoming a [Demon], they could retain their emotions and memories.
The Lanpeng nobles seemed crestfallen. Opening and closing their beak-like mouths, they found themselves unable to process such high-stakes decision-making.
“No, turning him into a [Demon] isn’t the best course of action,” another Super Thinker, Hai Zhiyun, stepped forward and objected. “Although the early stages of transformation retain some humanity, what happens later remains an enigma. We have no understanding whatsoever.”
“Jin Bote cannot maintain a prolonged fight against the [Demon]’s will. If this period turns out to be brief, we might just leap from one fire pit into another.”
“And with a highly intelligent [Monster] involved, climbing out of that new pit would be even harder.”
Lu Tiantian retorted, “We’ll deal with the later fire pit when it comes. First, we need to jump out of this one, or it will burn us alive.”
“No, you’re oversimplifying it. Even if the [Demon] emerges, what then? The [Ghost] will immediately strike and annihilate it.”
“A [Demon] with Time Ability isn’t so easily destroyed!”
“As long as Jin Bote can disrupt the [Monster], he could even choose to end himself afterward.”
Listening to the heated argument, Lu Yuan had to admit that the [Demon·Controlling Ruins] could indeed survive the [Ghost]’s attacks.
The [Time Control] ability was simply unparalleled when it came to survival.
The prerequisite, however, was to imbue the [Demon] with some Spirit Essence.
Yet, deep down, Lu Yuan was reluctant to see the prince turned into a [Demon].
There would be no going back.
If the future made them enemies, they’d have to kill him.
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