Chapter 150: Idle Experience Multiplier +1
Chapter 150: Idle Experience Multiplier +1
In Ling City, one by one shadows walked on the silent streets. The Flesh and Blood Pool crazily squeezed toward these shadows.
“Die! I want you to die!!!”
An angry roar filled with resentment burst out, mixed with wails. Strands of black hair wildly flew around.
But these shadows remained silent. Wispy clouds drifted out from their featureless faces.
The Qi Mechanism of the entire Ling City was gathered by these shadows, forming a variant Qi Reversal Soul-Returning Array.
The Flesh and Blood Pool felt the strength inside her draining fast. Though she had no eyes, she clearly saw the blood-colored energy leaving her body.
This blood-colored energy kept gathering in the sky, becoming a frightening blood sun.
She wanted to stop it, but had no power. She could not hit the elusive shadows or block the drain using the whole Ling City as its base.
“You’ll have a bad death. I’ll wait for you in hell.”
After these weak words, the Flesh and Blood Pool completely withered.
The blood sun in the sky above Ling City was squeezed and cleaned. It ended up as a tiny blood pearl the size of a grain of rice, landing in a shadow’s hand.
Then the next moment, all the shadows in Ling City vanished. Only a silent, lifeless city remained.
“I didn’t expect Fellow Daoist Chen to be so cruel. He just took an entire city’s people,” Ji Shan looked at the withered remains of the Flesh and Blood Pool on the ground and shook his head.
Since his Primordial Spirit covered much of the world, he naturally sensed the events that occurred.
“But this is fine too, at least I won’t worry about many tasks later.”
Ji Shan gave a soft laugh and disappeared from Ling City.
For him, this was just Nourishment Resources. It was like giving Chen Xiyi half a grain from his own bowl. With his large portion, how could he miss such a tiny grain?
Chen Xiyi sat in his carriage, looking at the blood pearl in his hand, feeling helpless.
“A whole city condensed into this little. Is my Innate Gang Qi’s squeeze and clean skill too good, or was the city too small?”
He tossed it into his mouth and chewed. The blood pearl quickly broke apart inside his mouth. The fairies worked with the Primordial Spirit and Qi Mechanism to draw the scattered Qi back into the Innate Gang Qi for storage.
And under Chen Xiyi’s order, the System used the Innate Gang Qi to make his body stronger.
Chen Xiyi guessed his body’s limit was near. His Innate Gang Qi made him too strong.
The Qi Refiner system has its cap for body growth. After all, the Primordial Spirit is the real self, and the body is just a step.
“Whew~ Having an idle experience multiplier is so comfortable.”
After taking the blood pearl, the fairies had Nourishment Resources. So the speed to strengthen his Primordial Spirit got faster.
Before, it might have been only 1, but now it was at least 2 and still rising.
Of course, it wasn’t just the Primordial Spirit. His body was also getting better. The System worked the Innate Gang Qi to make his fitness go up without stop.
This feeling of lying down to get stronger made him think games with mods are truly overpowered.
“Too bad it seems only one Module exists per world. Or else the strength of the Home Game might be even more overpowered.”
In his past life gaming, he might have disliked overpowered mods. But now the game is real, overpowered?
In reality, overpowered is nothing. He wanted to open a console to set his own stats, or even turn on cheat tools.
Playing games for fun matters, but this world is about power for happiness. Nobody would choose to be a helpless weakling near death when strength is an option.
He wouldn’t die and was patient, but that didn’t mean he didn’t long to grow. Put simply, no Player avoids leveling up or getting better skills and gear.
He was doing just that.
He lay back in a comfier way, opened the System again, and resumed his experiments.
Other Players fought monsters to level up and gear up. His sandbox farm game was near max, so he had to find his own fun.
As for fishing?
He had quit. After catching everything but fish, he decided the fishing tool was useless.
Bang~
“Holy crap, that scared me.”
Chen Xiyi, while recording, startled badly at the gunshot. Being deep in his work, the loud noise almost caused him sudden shock.
He wasn’t those battle-experienced warriors fighting life and death every day. His body and Primordial Spirit were strong, but for alertness and fight skill, he was just average.
Even with quick reactions, he couldn’t help feeling scared.
After calming, Chen Xiyi pulled up his Game Map. Many red dots closed in, labeled Bandits.
“Bandit attack? This is just…” Chen Xiyi felt mixed feelings.
After leaving Ling City, the Merchant Caravan hurried over thirty miles only to get surrounded.
Chen Xiyi cranked his hearing to listen. It seemed like a talk was on.
That earlier gunshot was a show of force.
But the talk seemed to collapse, as gunshots went off non-stop.
Chen Xiyi stayed put. First, Zhangliu hadn’t warned him, so the danger was below minor level.
Second, their attacks couldn’t break his defense.
The red dots dropped one by one, meaning the caravan was winning, but caravan white dots vanished too.
With guns, injuries were certain. Not everyone in the caravan could be a Protagonist.
Roar~
A mighty tiger roar burst across the mountains.
“The Mountain God comes! Run!” Someone among the bandits yelled. The gunshots quickly halved, and the red dots on the Game Map fled fast.
Chen Xiyi’s left ear twitched, puzzling him.
[Zhangliu sensed some minor benefits and gave you a special reminder.]
“…”
“Shouldn’t it be that left eye twitch brings wealth and right eye twitch brings ruin? Why an ear for me?”
[Tongmu said he doesn’t have that function, but he could team up with Zhangliu to change the reminder method if you wish.]
[Zhangliu agreed with Tongmu and asked if you want to change the reminder method.]
Chen Xiyi thought and decided against it.
He guessed it might bring an Eye of Qi Observation flying toward his eyes. After all, Tongmu was an eye but just a tattoo.
Bang~
A loud crash sounded. Chen Xiyi poked his head out and saw a huge tiger leap onto a carriage. The massive tiger head opened wide to bite a driver in half at the waist, briefly chewed, and swallowed.
Some take two bites for a pig; this Tiger Demon took two bites for a man.
Yes, this was a Tiger Demon. In size and power, it beat the dead tiger he caught before.
Plus, this Tiger Demon was held back by Human Qi and Yang Qi.
But its strong body remained untouched, as gunshots didn’t even scratch its fur.
Instantly, the entire Merchant Caravan fell into disorder.
The bandits’ escape shouts proved this tiger was fierce, and now they witnessed it.
“Once the people scatter, the Tiger Demon’s strength will return. Then no one escapes.”
“But, what minor perks did Zhangliu mean?”
By Chen Xiyi’s guess, described as minor, it must be a small gain at best.
Zhangliu could predict but not identify the item. Harm was easy to spot, but good things? Their range was too broad.
“Forget that. Deal with the Tiger Demon first, or the caravan deaths mount.”
Shadows appeared with clouds, abruptly spreading through the caravan.
The thick cloud didn’t just block sight but made the Tiger Demon very wary.
Hands suddenly grabbed its tail, startling the mid-lunge Tiger Demon and standing every hair upright.
Roar~
A massive roar blasted out with foul air, trying to scatter the clouds and hands.
Yet the cloud stayed firm. The Tiger Demon felt more hands latch onto its body.
With this, it chose to run. Staying risked death.
But as it turned, it found it couldn’t move. Its muscles were frozen stiff, eerie.
No, not muscles frozen—its flesh and blood withered.
As hands covered its firm build, vast amounts of Qi Mechanism, flesh, and blood were eaten by the hands in the cloud.
By then, it was too late.
Its big form fell limply to the dirt. Once covered by hands from the cloud, all ended.
The cloud cleared. The once-mighty Tiger Demon was now just broken bones.
“Truly trivial. He wasn’t lying.”
This Tiger Demon held about a hundred people’s Nourishment Resources. Far off his past haul from Ling City.
Of course, that didn’t mean it ate a hundred men. Its huge build needed vast Blood Feast to sustain, but Chen Xiyi couldn’t drain equal benefit—growth food and daily loss kept the demon at base level.
But why did this Tiger Demon dare so much?
Chen Xiyi wondered. Attacking a small caravan of dozens made sense, but his caravan was large with over three hundred folk.
Hearing the survivors cheer and marvel at the tiger bones, Chen Xiyi figured he’d done a rare good turn.
He skipped fame though. He got his gain; fame would backfire.
Chen Xiyi knew too well that a raised head draws bullets. Staying quiet to profit was safest.
“Brother Chen, are you okay?”
A voice outside the carriage asked.
“Fine, but I got some fright. What’s outside?”
Chen Xiyi opened the carriage window and asked.
“Good to hear. Fog came, and the Tiger Demon became bones. The Mountain God blessed us here. We’ll have a rite—want to see, brother?”
The man said at once.
“…”
Chen Xiyi was vexed. He recalled no Mountain Gods; if any, demons imitated them.
Moreover, this wasn’t the Mountain God’s aid but his own.
“It fits, good to broaden my view.”
Chen Xiyi quickly agreed. He wanted to see how they’d worship “him.”