Golden Shovel Survival: One Lucky Star and One Colorful Hex

Chapter 290 Cyberpunk!
"No, this isn't a bloodline atavism. I'm actually feeling a suppression of my bloodline!" Thor exclaimed in surprise.

"I sensed it too. It seems their bloodline is purer than the three of ours." Long Ling was also somewhat surprised.

"Young friend, where did you find this?" Ao Xing asked Mo Lang curiously after being shocked for a long time.

The little golden dragon also floated behind Mo Lang, staring at the three of its kind with wide, curious eyes, seemingly wondering why they were human when they were clearly of the same kind as it.

"That's a secret."

Mo Lang smiled but did not explain.

"understand."

Ao Xing's expression hardened for a moment, then he smiled to show his understanding.

However, he increasingly felt that the kid his master had chosen was no ordinary person; he actually had a five-clawed golden dragon as a pet, which was simply absurd.

"By the way, seniors, I don't know how to train it either. Do you have any suggestions?" Mo Lang asked humbly.

"suggestion?"

Ao Xing recalled his master's training methods and couldn't help but twitch his lips as he said, "We really don't have any suggestions on this."

"To be honest, the three of us were all left to our own devices."

Ao Xing said with a bitter expression, "Back then, my master threw me directly into the eye of the cosmic storm, and that's how I comprehended the power of the storm and became the Storm Dragon God."

"I was thrown into the starry sky and began to absorb the power of the stars while fighting for food with the monsters of the starry sky. It was basically a matter of life and death," Thor said pitifully.

"I was better off; I was thrown onto Runeterra, where I absorbed the sun, moon, mountains, and rivers to purify myself, and became a dragon spirit to protect those who believe in me."

Long Ling said, "On the way here, I also found a pretty good kid. I took a look at him and left some of the divine dragon power in his body."

"..."

Mo Lang's lips twitched upon hearing this. He had already thought he was unreliable, but the other party was even more unreliable than him.

If I were any one of them, I would have betrayed them immediately!

"Then wouldn't your master be a god?" Mo Lang asked with some curiosity.

"correct."

Ao Xing seemed to know what Mo Lang was going to ask, and said, "Since the anomaly at the Land of Fortune, we don't know where he went."

"Ok."

Mo Lang nodded, a bold idea suddenly popping into his head.

Could the system that summoned me here be a god of this world?
“But don’t be discouraged. With this little guy’s talent, he’ll probably grow up very quickly. If possible, you can throw him into the dragon’s lair to train him there,” Ao Xing said.

"Okay, thank you three seniors."

Just as Mo Lang was about to take his leave, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, seniors, I'd like to ask, were those people from the Fourth World when I came here before?"

"You've been here once before?"

"Is such that……"

Mo Lang recounted the stories of the characters he had encountered who were similar to the heroes of Runeterra.

"So that's how it is. They are indeed from the Fourth World, and their characters are exactly the same as those in our world, but their backgrounds and energy levels are different."

"It's just that the master sealed off this place, so they can't get out. They probably sneaked out to the outer perimeter while we were fighting."

Ao Xing suddenly realized and said, "They call themselves 'Cyberpunks'..." "They're Cyberpunks!" Thor corrected from the side.

"What? Cyberpunk?!" Mo Lang was stunned.

At first he thought they were clones or androids, but they turned out to be cyberpunk people...

This is crazy...

Mo Lang didn't know what to say.

However, the clash between humans and machines, such as androids or clones, and the combination of coolness and war, seems to fit the cyberpunk style quite well.

Mo Lang finally remembered why he had felt something strange when he met Foygo that time.

It seemed that the other person's eyes, apart from being cold, contained no other human emotions.

"It seems that the other party might be a kind of artificial being, but the fact that it can reach the god level is quite impressive," Mo Lang couldn't help but think to himself.

However, considering that Android 17's strength was comparable to that of a Super Saiyan, Mo Lang understood.

The end of science is metaphysics.

There is some truth to that statement.

"Seniors, I have other matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving now. Farewell!"

After Mo Lang understood the situation, he clasped his hands in greeting to the three of them, and then left the Land of Fortune with the little golden dragon.

He originally wanted to leave the little golden dragon with the three of them to cultivate, but when he thought about the experiences of the three divine dragons and the danger of the Fourth World, Mo Lang decided to bring the little golden dragon with him to cultivate.

After leaving the Land of Fortune, Mo Lang headed towards Mount Giant God.

However, just thinking about Leona, who had confessed to him, gave Mo Lang a headache.

It seems that having too many women is also a problem.

More importantly, there was no emotional connection between them, neither a soulmate nor physical attraction.

"Women are just trouble..."

……

……

At the westernmost edge of the Surima Desert, a reddish-brown mountain rises abruptly from the wasteland, standing tall and reaching into the clouds like a pillar supporting the sky.

At the foot of the mountain, the rock strata are covered with honeycomb-shaped wind erosion holes, and every gully is carved with star maps carved by the Lakol people over thousands of years. At an altitude of 3,000 meters, various glaciers appear.

As it approached nine thousand feet, the rocks began to twist and grow against gravity, the jagged black basalt pointing straight to the sky, with stardust from the Milky Way flowing through the cracks, and stepping on it would produce a crisp sound like glass shattering.

The snow here is silver, and each ice crystal reflects the halo of multiple moons. At the very top is a place called "Tianyunping" where nothing grows. The central crater is filled with liquid star cores, reflecting star patterns that do not belong to Runeterra. It is said that if you stare at it for more than three breaths, the golden patterns of the Protoss will be permanently left in your pupils.

The Templars of the Sun Cult greet the sunrise at the East Slope Temple, while the Moon Cultists on the West Slope sneak into the Moon Cave along the hidden fluorescent stone staircase.

The two sacred sites are built from the same source: the marble of the Temple of the Sun seeps out amber-colored resin at noon, while the obsidian of the Sanctuary of the Moon shows silver spots during the full moon.

However, at this moment, a woman who had removed her armor and put on a floral dress, with her long golden hair casually draped over her shoulders, stared blankly at the pool in front of her with a somewhat resentful look, much like a statue of a woman waiting for her husband.

But at that moment, the woman seemed to sense something, and her eyes suddenly burst forth with a brilliant light as she looked at the figure approaching from afar.

"Did he come looking for me?!"

(End of this chapter)