The Monster is Coming

Chapter 380 The Golden Power Space: The Weak Rely on Opportunities
Back to Emperor's Tomb Village.

Ji Chen arrived in front of the Pillar of Rules and summoned the Enlightenment Mall interface.

After deciding to support the development of the Dragonwing Clan, his first consideration was safety.

For players, death is merely a brief wait, but for members of the Dragonwing Clan, it is an eternal slumber.

Qidi Mall offers a variety of life-saving items.

The most famous one was the super item used by StarNet back then, known as "Million Streams of Light Slashing the Reversal of the Situation": Location Teleportation.

Secondly, the Qidi Mall also offers many enhancement items.

Examples include the Wind Rune that increases speed, and the Life Amplification Orb, etc.

Although the trading post offers many enhancement potions produced by the alchemy system, these potions are only suitable for players and generally come with serious side effects.

What players care least about is precisely what other races care about most.

Aside from forces like the Black Tide that can revert various side-effect potions to their most essential energy for absorption and digestion, most living beings using "player potions" are simply courting death.

This was also the core purpose of his return: to purchase a batch of life-saving items.

First, fully arm the Dragonborn to ensure it doesn't die from any unexpected accidents.

In the trading market, the price of "Enlightenment Information Spheres" collected and listed by players from the Exploration Party has recently risen significantly, but Ji Chen did not hesitate to spend this money.

After completing the procurement, Ji Chen went to the armed vehicle factory to upgrade the vehicle's performance.

In the future, for frequent travel between two regions, in addition to space teleportation arrays, vehicles will also be a way to improve travel efficiency.

After that, Ji Chen purchased a large number of healing potions from the player store.

The potions in the player shop have effects that ignore various injuries and illnesses.

This is also why the Gold Coin Merchant Guild can sell potions purchased at low prices from the mall at high prices elsewhere.

These products can reduce the casualty rate of the Dragonwing Clan during external battles and explorations.

After finishing his shopping, Ji Chen went to the Dizhong Village Library.

I started researching information related to "the construction of urban defense facilities".

Faced with a sudden crisis, the city's defense system is one of the core indicators that affects how long the Dragonwing Clan can hold out.

Even if they ultimately cannot resist the invasion of the descending forces, the longer they can hold out, the greater the chance of a turnaround.

He could use the time he gained to contact fellow villagers and their troop to come and help.

They need time to gather and prepare.

To improve the Dragonwing Clan's ability to cope with crises, the existing city defense system must be dismantled and rebuilt, and optimized using the advanced knowledge in the library.

Based on the search information, he selected 10 relevant books and then sat down in the reading area.

After the books flew off the bookshelf, they landed automatically on the desk.

The brain's overclocking capabilities are activated at this moment, and the world seems to have been put on slowdown.

The spiritual particles floating in the beams of light falling from the library's dome, and the subtle air currents stirred up when the pages of a book were turned, all transformed into analyzable trajectories.

His fingertips swept across the spine of the book with almost afterimage speed.

"Fortress Construction - Book 1", "Elementary Rune Matrix Construction", "Defensive Energy Barrier Model - Book 1"... The contents of classic texts related to the construction of urban defense systems poured into my mind like a waterfall as I turned the pages.

With the help of brain overclocking, the complex structural diagram is automatically broken down into basic modules.

The image of Longting City seen from the air immediately came to mind.

"The west wall needs an energy buffer layer... It would be best to inject a layer of Star Essence Spirit Array into the Dragon Scale Wall to improve energy circulation efficiency..." He muttered unconsciously, his mind automatically sketching out a three-dimensional blueprint of Dragon Court City.

This is a concrete effect produced after the brain absorbs knowledge at an ultra-high frequency, and it can automatically piece together the memorized content.

Two hours later, Ji Chen suddenly reached out and pressed his throbbing temples.

The burning sensation from overclocking spread through his nerves, and the excessive consumption of his mental energy made him feel dizzy.

The power of brain overclocking is undeniable, but its drawbacks are also obvious: each use consumes a great deal of mental energy.

The higher the level, the higher the cost after activation.

This is why the God-King needs to carry several power banks with him whenever he commands a battle.

"That's enough." He then turned off the brain overclocking feature, and the golden light in his eyes immediately disappeared.

Now all you need to do is return to Dragon Court City and "print" these blueprints out of your memory.

Further research can be left to the scholars of the Dragonwing Clan.

He can't do everything himself.

Standing up, Ji Chen left the library and flew towards the Emperor's Tomb Village teleportation point.

The next target is the teleportation array connecting Rainbow Mist Coast to Dragon Court City.

During the flight, Ji Chen recalled the panicked expression on the Dragonborn's face when he chose to "self-destruct":

"If we go too far, we're probably going to get a beating."

……

The Primordial Altar.

Everything Ji Chen did was done under Qi Sheng's watchful eye.

This includes his plans for the development of the Dragonwing Clan.

As Ji Chen left Dizhong Village and headed to the Rainbow Mist Coast region, he also withdrew his gaze at this moment.

It is foreseeable that another major taxpayer, similar to Little Mage, is about to emerge.

All the output of the Dragonwing Clan's future development will be invested in the trading house, from which he can also collect taxes.

After receiving the feedback, Qi Sheng stopped paying attention to Ji Chen and turned his attention to other players.

……

The land of chasing the sun.

Above the sky, three nearly extinguished suns hung.

This is the remnant power of "Kalai," the god who was bestowed with imperial decree, after his fall in the Great Cataclysmic War.

At this moment, a player is strolling through the Giant Basin south of Sunstrider.

The entire region was formed from an ancient behemoth whose bones have long since turned to stone, yet it still retains the posture it had in life.

Its spine pierced the sky like a broken mountain ridge, its ribs transformed into steep arches, its head buried deep in the earth, leaving only two empty eye sockets gazing at the heavens.

As the sun sets, its afterglow penetrates the giant beast's ribs, casting countless long, narrow shadows on the ground.

The bluish-gray bone surface is covered with rust-like dark red lines, like dried bloodstains, and some joints are now entwined with tough vines.

The plants, insects, monsters... all thrive and multiply based on this enormous skeleton.

Moss sucks the trace nutrients from the petrified bone marrow in the crevices of the bones, growing into an emerald-colored velvet carpet.

The wiregrass climbs along the curve of the ribs, weaving the steep archway into a green dome.

The ferocious Boneclaw Beast relies on gnawing on weathered bone fragments to supplement the calcium needed for its shell.

This colossal beast, which died in ancient times, has given birth to a complete ecosystem in another way. Every inch of its bones has become a cradle of life, continuing its silent vitality under the gaze of three setting suns.

"Hahaha."

As they passed through a ribbed archway, Bo Yan suddenly burst into laughter.

At this moment, in the upper left corner of his field of vision, the player forum was floating.

The post he was looking at was titled "Ranking of Player Class Strength, These are my opinions, feel free to debate."

The comments section scrolled slowly down with his gaze.

As an explorer, my journey is filled with not only beautiful scenery and many new things, but also various interesting stories from the "Hometown Forum".

His favorite thing is the player forum.

Especially the comment sections of various argumentative posts.

In these posts, strangers from the same hometown engage in pure verbal battles like enemies, without any ulterior motives.

Although they lack the power of coin offerings, they still express their opinions based on their own values ​​and preferences, engaging in online battles with opponents of similar intelligence in the comments section.

During this time, various emojis and beautiful language collided constantly, warming his heart.

They are such a kind, friendly, and cultured group of fellow villagers. I envy their vast vocabulary.

Even though they're talking about the same thing, fellow villagers always manage to label their opponents with all sorts of accusations.

Titles like "Dungeon CD Player," "Back Row Brawler," and "Working with Your Child" perfectly capture the essence of this gameplay.

The thought processes of fellow forum members are like a never-ending meme-generating machine.

They can cite classical texts and engage in profound discussions, elevating the topic to a philosophical level.

They can turn around and roll up their sleeves, open their mouths and bring up the other party's innocent family, relatives and friends, and launch a thrilling battle to protect their family using the most down-to-earth thug-like language.

In Bo Yan's view, their linguistic talent was off the charts.

They can transform a simple clash of viewpoints into a witty and engaging performance of linguistic artistry.

Interspersed throughout were all sorts of imaginative metaphors and endless puns, which always amazed him. He felt that these fellow villagers had a self-updating dictionary in their heads, and every heated argument was like they were weaving poetry with language.

It's thanks to this group of fellow countrymen that the forum offers something different and fun every day.

Bo Yan scrolled through the comments section with great interest, a smile unconsciously creeping onto his face.

The comments section under this post is truly fascinating.

Just now, a player with the ID "Number One Newbie in the Entire Server" was frantically posting his thoughts in the comments section:

"The 'exploration party' doesn't even deserve to be called a profession. Aren't they just street urchins wandering around aimlessly?"

Someone immediately retorted:
"Hilarious! Some people play games like they're going to work. They calculate dungeon cooldowns more accurately than their parents' birthdays, and they still dare to look down on exploration players."

That really tickled his funny bone.

He particularly enjoys watching these pointless arguments. The characteristic of forum users from the same hometown is that when they encounter an opinion they don't like, they immediately launch into a barrage of attacks.

They never cared about the other party's soul level or how many star vein slots they had opened.

In forums, no matter how powerful you are, you still have to fight with words and words; the overall life spirit level can't solve any problems.

This is the simple and unpretentious daily life of fellow villagers on the forum.

Bo Yan found joy in this and also enriched his vocabulary.

If it encounters an opponent on the forum next time, the vocabulary it has accumulated in the early stages will become the sharp sword it wields.

He decisively defeated his opponent, leaving them routed and in a fit of impotent rage in the comments section, grieving the loss of his cyber mother.

Just as Bo Yan was engrossed in watching, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the sky.

He looked up abruptly and saw that the sky had darkened without warning, and the setting sun, which had been sinking in the west, was swallowed up by thick dark clouds.

Immediately afterwards, large raindrops began to fall.

The raindrops pattered against the giant beast's petrified bones, splashing onto his forehead.

By this time, the three setting suns in the sky had disappeared.

Only the rolling dark clouds and the rumbling thunder in the Beast Basin sounded like the low growls of the giant beast's skeleton.

The heavy rain quickly turned into a downpour, and lightning kept tearing through the sky, enveloping the earth in a thunderous roar.

But Bo Yan simply raised his hand to wipe his face and continued striding forward.

The extreme cold and snowstorms of the frigid winter plains could not freeze his steps, nor could the bone-chilling sandstorms of the Sandbreaker Halberd extinguish his passion... As an explorer, what kind of extreme weather hadn't he seen?

Sudden weather changes are a characteristic of the monster world and are nothing new.

No matter how heavy the rain, it couldn't make him catch a cold.

With such a strong physique, it could withstand even sulfuric acid.

Just then, a bolt of lightning struck the skeleton thirty meters away, and the flying arcs of electricity wove a blue and white net in the rain.

"Jiji!"

The thunderclap startled the treasure-hunting mouse perched on his shoulder, waking it up.

Bo Yan patted the treasure-hunting rat's head:
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The rain intensified, and the water quickly rose above ankle level, splashing up muddy water with every step.

The treasure-hunting mouse on Bo Yan's shoulder curled up into a ball, its little paws gripping his collar tightly, its fluffy tail taut and straight.

Suddenly, it was as if a hole had been pierced in the sky, and dense lightning bolts, like silver snakes dancing wildly, struck down one after another.

The lightning that had just occasionally pierced the sky now stretched out in patches, sparks flew from the bluish-gray surface of the giant beast's bones, and the splashing water nearby carried a burnt smell.

It's sizzling!

A bolt of lightning as thick as a bowl struck not far from his side, instantly sending up white mist from the puddles. Blue and white arcs of electricity crackled across the surface, making his legs go numb.

Bo Yan suddenly stopped in his tracks. He realized that this was not an ordinary thunderstorm, but a directional area of ​​dense lightning.

This was clearly not a sudden change in weather, but rather a small-scale natural disaster.

His physique could withstand torrential rain, but not natural disasters.

In the monster world, besides invasions, natural disasters are also among the most dangerous emergencies.

Many natural disasters can easily wipe out an entire population.

Realizing the situation was not good, Bo Yan immediately became nervous.

There are no teleportation points nearby. If you get sent back to the starting village by a natural disaster, it will take a lot of travel time to get back.

He quickly scanned his surroundings.

After activating the Spirit Eye ability, the gaze swept over the charred skeleton struck by dense lightning, finally settling on a cracked bone not far to the left front.

The crevice was deeper than the others, its edges covered with wire vines, and inside was a dark, gaping hole.

As you zoom in, you'll see that this is actually the entrance to a cave hidden by vines.

Rough marks from artificial excavation can still be seen at the edge of the hole, indicating that it was not formed naturally.

"It's saved!"

Bo Yan's eyes lit up. He didn't have time to think about what was hidden in the cave. The treasure-hunting rat in his arms was already squeaking in fright. He grabbed the restless little guy and bent down to rush towards the cave entrance.

Another bolt of lightning struck the spot where he had just been standing, sending water and gravel flying, and a scalding wave of air hitting the back of his neck.

It made him instinctively shrink his neck.

For him, the most terrifying thing about death is not death itself, but the tediousness of repeating the same journey after resurrection.

puff!
Bo Yan smashed the vines that were covering the cave entrance and leaped into it.

The cave was more spacious than he had imagined, enough for him to stand up and run.

The cave walls are fossilized vertebrae of a giant beast, with a spiral pattern on the surface. As you run, the decaying gravel under your feet makes a cracking sound.

He rushed in for more than ten meters in one breath, until the thunder behind him became muffled, and then he stopped against the cold bone wall.

He glanced down at the trembling treasure-hunting mouse in his arms and poked the little guy's head with his fingertip:
"It's safe now, stop shaking."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of Hundred Beast Pastry from his spatial bag.

This is a pet food developed by a spiritual chef using spiritual ingredients such as bone meal, algae juice, and insect honey.

As soon as it was taken out, the treasure-hunting mouse in my arms stopped shaking, its little nose sniffed quickly, and the tip of its originally tense tail curled up.

Bo Yan smiled and broke the biscuit into small pieces, offering them to the little guy's mouth. The little guy immediately grabbed the pieces and gnawed away quickly, the rapid "crunching" sound particularly clear in the silent underground tunnel.

Bo Yan pinched a small piece and put it in his mouth. The biscuit melted between his teeth, carrying a faint milky aroma mixed with the refreshing coolness of lake algae.

Chewing on the Hundred Beasts Pastry, Bo Yan's gaze swept around the surroundings.

The traces of human excavation are very obvious here, and there are still some incompletely petrified plant fibers stuck to the edges of the chisel marks, which look quite old.

“Strange, who would dig a burrow in the crevices of a giant beast’s bones?” he muttered to himself, his fingertips tracing the cool bone walls, smooth to the touch, as if they had been repeatedly polished by some kind of tool.

The treasure-hunting mouse in his arms had finished its biscuits and was now looking around with its ears perked up, its little paws tugging at his clothes.

Bo Yan then got up and continued to explore deeper.

The cave was deeper than I had imagined. The path led down a gentle slope, and the loose rocks underfoot became increasingly dense.

Occasionally, fragments of armor can be found on the ground.

This immediately filled Bo Yan with anticipation.

His mind automatically conjured up many extraordinary encounters he had seen on the forum, including cases where players explored ancient caves and unexpectedly obtained treasures.

Who knows, a chance to get rich quick might be just around the corner.

This immense wealth is finally his turn.

Before long, he arrived at the end of the passage, where a small stone chamber lay before him.

It was empty inside, with nothing at all except for a thick layer of dust on the floor and the walls still covered with fossilized bones of giant beasts. There wasn't even a hint of a chance to escape.

No forks in the road, no treasure chests... the exploration was indeed very short.

"That's it?"

Bo Yan frowned. If it was just a small stone chamber, it would be too boring.

Just then, the treasure-hunting mouse perched on his shoulder suddenly chirped and shook its little head toward the center of the stone chamber.

Bo Yan's heart stirred, his eyes closed slightly, and a faint golden light appeared at the edges of his pupils.

The Eye of the Spirit trait is activated.

The viewpoint changed instantly.

In the center of the originally empty stone chamber, pale golden spiritual patterns appeared under the gaze of the spiritual eye, weaving into a complex array on the ground.

The edges of the array are connected to the engravings on the surrounding bone walls, and a hidden energy crystal is embedded in the array's core.

After the analysis was completed, relevant information appeared in his mind:
[Teleportation Array]:
Target Description: The special teleportation channel leading to the territory of the "Golden Power Civilization" has been abandoned. The energy within the array has been depleted and cannot be activated until it is replenished.

……

"A spatial teleportation array?!"

After reading the analysis, Bo Yan immediately became interested.

The treasure-hunting rat jumped off his shoulder and circled the edge of the array, its little paws digging at the ground as if trying to dig out the pale golden patterns.

Seeing the treasure-hunting rat's excitement, Bo Yan immediately felt that there was a chance, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

The sudden thunderstorm led him to stumble upon a spatial teleportation array.

Since fate has brought us together, there's no reason not to go in and take a look.

As for potential dangers, what does one life matter?

For players who love exploring, dying on the road is a normal part of life.

What he cared more about was whether there was a potential opportunity to get rich quick on the other end of the teleportation array.

Whether this can elevate him to the ranks of top players.

Skilled players grow stronger through hunting and dungeons, while less capable exploration players have to rely on lucky breaks to rise quickly.

Collecting informational orbs along the way yields a pitifully small income.

As one forum user put it: "No harvest in March, but enough to live on for three years."

This refers to the growth model of players who explore new areas, which does not emphasize gradual progress and only believes in one word: fate.

　Here are 5300 words~
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(End of this chapter)