Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

Lin Yuan arrived at the central area of ​​the Death Star.

What appeared before them was a canyon that had torn the surface of the Death Star apart.

The canyon stretches for tens of kilometers, with its rock walls cut smooth as a mirror.

This is the "World Trade Street" that Bai Ye mentioned, where all federal taxes are waived.

There were no neon lights, no electronic signboards, and no enthusiastic welcome.

Along the streets, obsidian blocks were haphazardly piled up to serve as stalls.

Most of the stall owners were dressed in armor or robes; some had their eyes closed in meditation, while others were using daggers to pick at the bits of flesh under their fingernails.

Some people even directly dissected a convulsing alien demon by pressing it onto a chopping board.

"New here? Look at the heart of this Fire Raven Lord. It was dug out less than two hours ago. Eating it while it's hot will increase your resistance to fire-type laws."

"A damaged core of the Mechanical God Realm, only 5,000 credits! You'd be proud to use it as an ashtray!"

"High-ranking pureblood succubus slave! Those who know, know! No bargaining!"

Ignoring the bizarre and colorful hawking cries on both sides, Lin Yuan walked forward through the crowd.

His goal was very clear.

Following the information in "Freshman's Guide to Plundering Dimensions", he went straight to a relatively quiet stall at the end of the street.

There were no actual items displayed on the stall, only a tattered wooden sign.

The words "【Stargate Key Specialty Store】" are written crookedly in dark red paint.

The stall owner was a young man with hair that looked like a bird's nest.

He was wearing a greasy, shiny gray robe and was sprawled on a recliner.

He was engrossed in reading a physical book with a cover covered in mosaics, a faint, lewd smile playing on his lips.

Lin Yuan stepped forward, bent his fingers, and tapped twice on the obsidian stall.

"Senior."

The young man paused in his book-flipping, didn't even look up, and lazily replied, "Look at the list for what you want. If you're not buying, don't block the light."

"Planet 093," Lin Yuan said calmly. "The coordinate key to the Zerg plane of the [Abyss Armor Bone Locust]."

Upon hearing this name, the young man finally looked away from the mosaic cover.

He sat up straight and looked Lin Yuan up and down a few times.

"A freshman?"

"Yes."

"You have a good eye, picking something so exciting right away."

The young man casually tossed the book onto the table, flipped through it with five fingers, and wrote, "100,000 credits. No bargaining."

Lin Yuan frowned slightly.

100,000 credits?

Wen Muxue had just announced in the classroom that the initial funding for freshmen was only one thousand credits.

The vendor was asking for 100,000, and all he was selling was a one-time use dimensional key.

"Robbery?" Lin Yuan stared at him.

"Don't put it so harshly, this is how prices are at Starry Sky University." The stall owner shrugged and pointed confidently at the Star Key in Lin Yuan's hand.

"What I'm selling isn't the kind of common public coordinates you see everywhere; it's a one-way stargate key that's encrypted and anchored by high-level spatial laws."

He stood up, placed his hands on the stall, and began to promote his product at a rapid pace:

"Using this thing, you can ensure that your divine realm is perfectly deployed in the blind spot of the laws of that plane, without triggering the plane's will to rebound immediately."

"Most importantly, it has a reverse shielding function."

"No matter what you do in there, even if you tear a hole in the sky of that plane."

"Those insects won't be able to trace back to the coordinates of your original divine realm via the faith channel."

The stall owner spread his hands, giving you a "you've hit the jackpot" look: "It's more than worth it! Although Dimension 093 is a bug nest, the resources inside are extremely abundant."

"If you can really conquer that plane, the resources you bring back wouldn't be enough to buy anything, not even a million credits!"

After listening to this flowery boast, Lin Yuan sneered.

"If it were really that easy to fight, and the resources were that plentiful, why would you sell them? Why don't you go fight for them yourself?"

The stall owner chuckled, his skin as thick as a city wall, showing no embarrassment at being exposed.

"Senior, I'm just a peace-loving person."

Lin Yuan was too lazy to waste words with him.

He's a freshman; he can't just conjure up 100,000 credits out of thin air.

"I don't have that many credits." Lin Yuan looked at him. "It'll be cheaper if we settle it with faith points."

The stall owner's eyes lit up, a shrewd glint in them.

"You should have said so earlier! Of course, I'll give you faith points." The stall owner quickly pulled out an abacus-shaped prop.

After fiddling with the keys a couple of times, he said, "The official exchange rate for credits and faith points here is one to one hundred."

"One hundred thousand credits is equivalent to ten million faith points."

The stall owner pushed the abacus in front of Lin Yuan and said decisively, "No credit, and there won't be any discounts."

"I risked my life to find the anchor point for this key; I won't sell it for a penny less."

Lin Yuan stared at the string of numbers and fell into a brief silence.

He tentatively asked, "Does the military not sell the coordinates of these exclusive stargates?"

"Dream on." The stall owner scoffed. "The Star Gate is exclusive to Starry Sky University; the property rights belong to the university."

"Even if a high-ranking military officer wants to get in, he has to go through the proper procedures and pay the toll."

"You think you can use military privileges to get something for nothing here? Dream on."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan stopped pressing the matter.

He retrieved his Star Key and allocated ten million Faith Points.

He can afford to spend ten million faith points.

But this still made him feel a little heartbroken.

On the first day of school, before we even saw any return on our investment, ten million yuan had vanished.

"It's turned around." Lin Yuan's tone was somewhat cold.

"The boss is very generous!" The stall owner beamed.

He took Lin Yuan's Star Key and pulled out an ancient compass covered in cracks from his sleeve.

Place the star key in the center of the compass and form a hand seal with your hands.

A faint light flashed on the compass and was injected into the Star Key.

"Done." The stall owner tossed the Star Key back to Lin Yuan. "Now your Star Key has the authority to open Plane 093 once."

"Valid for half a month, after which it will be invalid."

Lin Yuan took the Star Key and sensed the additional spatial anchor point inside.

He cursed inwardly how ruthless it was, then turned to leave this place that devoured people without spitting out their bones.

"Hey, junior, wait a minute." The stall owner suddenly called out to him.

Lin Yuan stopped and turned back to look at him suspiciously: "Is there something else?"

The stall owner pulled a cigarette from under his stall, lit it with a spark from his fingertip.

He took a deep breath, exhaled a grayish-white smoke ring, and his expression became unusually serious.

"Since you paid so readily, I'll give you some information for free, consider it after-sales service."

The stall owner pointed at Lin Yuan with his finger holding a cigarette: "Don't be fooled by the fact that the 093 dimension's apparent combat strength assessment in the 'Guide' is only at the peak of the Diamond level. Just because it's an easy target doesn't mean it's a pushover."

"Let me be honest with you, even the most seasoned sophomores and juniors don't want to mess with that godforsaken place."

"Why?" Lin Yuan asked casually.

"Because of those bugs, they're absolutely disgusting." The stall owner tapped the table, making a dull sound.

"These [Abyssal Armor Bone Locusts] reproduce at an absurdly fast rate, and their numbers are so great that they could fill the entire surface of this plane. But that's not the most deadly thing."

The stall owner lowered his voice, his tone revealing a hint of lingering fear: "The most deadly thing is that they possess the racial characteristics of pain connection and void tremors."

"All the Zerg in that plane have a completely interconnected mental network."

"If you were inside, you could crush even one of the lowest-level larvae."

"The billions of insect swarms across the entire plane will sense your presence in an instant and share the pain of death."

"A single hair can affect the whole body."

The stall owner sneered: "What's even more deadly is that at the moment of their death, the glands inside their bodies will erupt with a void-like tremor."

"When tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of insects die at the same time, the dense shockwaves will lock up the space around you like cement."

"This makes it impossible for you to use your divine realm portal!"

"You cannot summon a large number of followers, nor can you replenish your divine power in time."

"The final result is that they are exhausted to death by the endless swarm of insects, leaving not even a bone fragment."

The stall owner flicked his cigarette ash and concluded, "So, this place is just a rock in a latrine."

"It smells terrible and is hard; it's extremely poor value for money."

Lin Yuan listened to this long speech with a calm expression.

Of course he knows these things.

Although the guide's description of this alien plane is brief, its core mechanics are explained very clearly.

This is precisely the fundamental reason why he chose this plane of existence.

The Zerg are a race with an extremely strict hierarchical system.

Those in positions of power have unconditional control over those in positions of power. This control stems from an instinct deep in their blood and cannot be resisted.

The usual strategy is to overwhelm the swarm of insects with sheer force and then kill the queen.

This kind of approach is naturally difficult and unrewarding.

But Lin Yuan doesn't need to push straight through.

All he needs to do is sneak in and get a few royal juveniles.

Extract conceptual terms that contain the characteristics of "Bloodline Suppression" or "Swarm Domination".

Then just use magic to defeat magic.

Looking at the senior student in front of him who was talking non-stop, Lin Yuan knew exactly what was going on.

The other person was definitely not trying to kindly remind me.

Offering unsolicited favors is either a sign of malice or theft.

"So?" Lin Yuan looked at the stall owner, his tone stiff. "What are you trying to achieve by telling me all this?"

The stall owner chuckled, his face crinkling with wrinkles, revealing the typical shrewdness of a merchant.

"Junior, we seniors can't just stand by and watch you go to your death, can we?"

He pointed to the Star Key in Lin Yuan's hand and said earnestly:

"If you return this key to the school's official logistics department, they'll treat it as a second-hand consumable and can only get you half of your credits at most."

"Let's just do it this way," the stall owner exclaimed, slapping his thigh.

"Senior, I'll go all the way. Return this key to me now, and I'll give you eight million faith points!"

He patted his chest, striking a pose of generosity: "Just consider it spending two million to learn a lesson. It's better than going in and losing your life, right?"

Lin Yuan was speechless after hearing this.

The key that was bought for ten million hasn't even been used yet.

They turned around and took back eight million.

In just a few words, he made a net profit of two million faith points.

Those guys at Starry Sky University are truly wicked!

No wonder people outside say this place is a monster concentration camp; these monsters aren't just physically powerful.

Even their business methods are vampire-level.

If it weren't for the fact that the coordinates of a dedicated stargate couldn't be purchased through the military's internal network, Lin Yuan swore he would never have spent a single penny here in his life.

"Get out of here."

Lin Yuan said expressionlessly.

She didn't even bother to glance at him, turned around and stepped into the crowd, her figure quickly disappearing around the street corner.

The stall owner stood behind his stall, watching the direction Lin Yuan had disappeared in, without the slightest anger.

He took a leisurely puff of his cigarette and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Junior! Don't have such a temper!"

"If you fail to conquer the dimension and miraculously survive, remember to come back to me for more keys! You're always welcome here, senior!"

After shouting, the stall owner sat back down on his recliner with a satisfied smile.

"Tsk tsk tsk, freshmen are so easy to fool. This fat sheep feels so damn smooth to cut."

He recalled his freshman year of college.

Back then, he was a passionate young man with dreams of conquering the stars and the sea.

On the first day of registration, a senior student wearing gold-rimmed glasses swindled all his money with a bunch of worthless blueprints.

He even resorted to high-interest loans!

Thinking back to this tragic and unbearable past.

The stall owner's eyes welled up with tears, and he couldn't help but wipe away some crocodile tears.

"No!"

The stall owner sat up, gritting his teeth.

"Since I've gotten soaked in the rain, I have to tear up other people's umbrellas!"

His eyes were resolute as his fingers slid rapidly across the control panel of his stall.

drop.

The holographic projection above the wooden sign is refreshed.

The prices of all goods at the stall have been increased by 30 percent from the original prices.

Only after doing all this did the stall owner's grief and indignation subside slightly.

He picked up the physical book, now covered in mosaics, and began reading it with a clear conscience.