In a chaotic space of consciousness.
Lu Yibei gazed at the fla for a long ti with a heavy heart, silently sighed, and walked forward.
Although Z Country people have always preferred to avoid trouble in trivial matters, always trying to steer clear of it, it is also a fine tradition of Z Country that when they must step forward, soone will always do so without hesitation.
“If I must acquire this power to prevent certain terrifying Calamities from occurring, perhaps I can only sacrifice myself like Goddess Ba?” Lu Yibei thought.
As she pondered, she reached out her hand towards the fla that seed to contain endless power.
As her fingertips drew closer to the fla, feeling the Spiritual Energy fluctuations and astonishing high temperature carrying the aura of Goddess Ba’s power, images flashed before Lu Yibei's eyes: Goddess Ba descending from the sky, repelling the rain master and wind lord who stirred up trouble, and the urban legend hidden in the floods.
Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, the enormous phantom that appeared behind Goddess Ba at that mont, wantonly unleashing Spiritual Energy as if boiling everything with heaven and earth as a furnace, left a sufficiently strong impression on her.
What kind of impression was it?
Its extraordinary size and terrifying Spiritual Energy transcended the common perception of beauty and ugliness. Beautiful, hideous, eerie... or any other adjective, lost their aning on that phantom, leaving only a soul-deep shock and an unparalleled divinity.
Recalling that scene, as if hallucinating, Lu Yibei felt an abnormal and faint Spiritual Energy inside her, like a very weak electric current stimulating nerves, surging for a mont.
That feeling made her sowhat familiar...
“Wait! It seems I don't necessarily have to advance to Calamity through this thod?”
Lu Yibei thought, and at the mont she was about to touch the fla, she suddenly withdrew her hand.
She felt that she might have found a way to obtain Goddess Ba's power without transforming her authority into Goddess Ba.
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When Chatterbox Girl saw Lu Yibei approach the fla containing almost all of Goddess Ba's power through the projection above the sky, she nervously clenched her pink fists.
Her nerves were taut, she was on tenterhooks, and her heart was more anxious and tornted than a husband waiting outside the delivery room for his wife to give birth.
And when Lu Yibei suddenly withdrew her hand, re-entering that indecisive state, Chatterbox Girl felt her blood pressure instantly rise, and her fists clenched imdiately.
She hadn't experienced such a strong emotional fluctuation in a long ti.
After waiting for an unknown duration, the knuckles of her clenched pink fists were faintly aching, yet she still hadn't seen any anticipated scene.
In her sight, Lu Yibei's figure lingered around that fla for a long ti, sotis observing intently, sotis sighing, and sotis bringing her hands close to the fla, feeling the Spiritual Energy and temperature emanating from it...
“If you're going to take it, take it quickly. If you're going to leave, leave quickly. What are you hesitating about?” Chatterbox Girl gnashed her teeth, like an old father who was disappointed in his child.
From the mont Lu Yibei appeared before that brilliant fla until now, Chatterbox Girl had several tis thought Lu Yibei had made a decision, but all of Lu Yibei's actions that tugged at her heartstrings were feints, quickly returning to a spot not too far or too close to the fla.
If she wasn't so certain that Lu Yibei couldn't detect her prying, she would even suspect that Lu Yibei was deliberately ssing with her mind.
It's so annoying! It's like a long-awaited movie suddenly being postponed without informing the audience of the reason.
To unconsciously bring such great tornt to others during the process of advancing to Calamity, it would be difficult to find a second example besides Lu Yibei.
“Damn it! Whatever, I don't care anymore!”
Anyway, as long as she doesn't embrace that will, there's still a chance...
Finally, Chatterbox Girl could no longer bear the endless tornt, and she huffily stood up, tapped the ground with her toes, and flew up, leaving the dilapidated and crumbling rooftop.
Although Lu Yibei's every move was her most significant concern, this did not an she had nothing else to do.
The environnt modification experints by Big King Pure Water and Light Leader, and the creation of new “unique little things,” were all very important matters to Chatterbox Girl.
After leaving the rooftop, Chatterbox Girl first went to observe the situation of Big King Pure Water purifying sewage, which was placed tens of kiloters away in a dark swamp.
Through the unremitting efforts of Big King Pure Water, the toxicity of that swamp had decreased by 9.2%. Once it dropped by another 20-30%, they could try to introduce so microorganisms with higher toxicity resistance and vitality into it.
Although... she hadn't yet figured out where to find microorganisms in a world where life had almost completely ceased to exist.
After observing Big King Pure Water, Chatterbox Girl returned to the rooftop, stayed for a short while, and then left again.
Lu Yibei was still lingering in front of that fla, seemingly unchanged.
After leaving the rooftop again, Chatterbox Girl went to an underground mine, also tens of kiloters away, where she had placed Light Leader to conduct continuous light exposure experints.
The experintal results were very optimistic; the light generated by Light Leader was very stable, and during three days of continuous illumination, it did not emit too much abnormal Spiritual Energy that could lead to the corruption and degradation of life.
As long as Light Leader undergoes a few more improvents to completely stabilize its abilities, it can temporarily replace the sun until the endless dark clouds in the sky dissipate.
When Chatterbox Girl returned to the rooftop for the second ti, the image of Lu Yibei projected above the sky finally changed.
She no longer lingered around that fla.
In her hand was a Little White Dog with pure white fur, which was the Spirit Mark summoned through the power of the White Wolf God's authority and the Hundred-Ard Giant Power.
Lu Yibei stood with her back to the fla, holding the Little White Dog, turning it over and over, as if playing with it, or perhaps examining its body.
“Don’t move, let see!”
“Oh no! Don’t lick , you’re all drool!”
“Holy crap! What organ is that? Is that sothing a dog should have?”
“...”
Chatterbox Girl, “...” She was speechless! At a ti like this, you still have the mood to pet a dog?
For a mont, she even wanted to forcibly seize control of Lu Yibei's consciousness and body, and take the fla herself.
With Lu Yibei's personality, sotis, if you don't push her, it's impossible to extract her full potential!
However, just as the thoughts in her mind gradually beca twisted, she suddenly heard Lu Yibei muttering to herself.
“So that’s how it is? I think I understand...”
“Thank you for showing all your past, Goddess Ba.”
As her voice fell, Lu Yibei returned to the fla, sat down, and focused her gaze intently on the fla.
That brilliant fla, which had ignited in a distant era and continued to burn as if it would never extinguish, was reflected in those golden eyes, seemingly leaving an imprint, flickering and dancing deep within her pupils.
Seeing this, a look of confusion briefly flashed across Chatterbox Girl's face, but then she quickly ca to her senses and exclaid softly, “Wait! She’s...”
“When did she think of this thod?”
“Heh! It’s really you, Lu Yibei, always doing sothing audacious in unexpected places.”
She finally understood what Lu Yibei had been doing while lingering around the fla and even taking a mont to pet a dog.
Lu Yibei was performing visualization...
Like visualizing the Quanrong Hunting Chart, she was visualizing Goddess Ba.
She had glimpsed an exceptionally complete account of Goddess Ba's experiences, and with her extraordinary mory, she had enough images in her mind to use as visualization objects. Additionally, the fla emitting Goddess Ba's Spiritual Energy fluctuations was nearby to assist, so theoretically, she could successfully condense a Spirit Mark.
Although doing so would almost certainly not grant complete authority, it would minimize the negative effects brought by Goddess Ba's power.
Spirit Marks are sowhat different from the core of a urban legend entity and Spirit Marks, which directly rge with the owner. From a certain perspective, they are more like the implanted prosthetics found in so cyberpunk works; as long as they are not used, they will not have a significant impact on the user.
It's like Lu Yibei is not affected by the White Wolf God's authority when she summons the Little White Dog.
Simply put, the forr is like walking into a specialty store, paying money, and taking away the corresponding item, while the latter is making a high-quality replica yourself, or simply slipping the item into your pocket unnoticed when the store owner isn't looking...
The only drawbacks are that the functionality might not be complete, and there's a risk of being caught on the spot, but... if it works, isn't that enough? After all, it's free!
“But...” As if suddenly rembering sothing, a worried expression appeared on Chatterbox Girl's previously sowhat joyful face. “Does she not have any self-awareness about her artistic talent?”
It is well known that condensing Spirit Marks requires the aid of a visualization chart.
Although drawing a visualization chart does not require high painting skills, a mature visualization chart is usually the result of countless people's summaries and long-term modifications.
This is also one of the reasons why Spirit Marks gradually declined and have been essentially replaced by Spirit Marks.
And Lu Yibei's challenges are not only her painting ability, which is ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) completely detrintal to condensing Spirit Marks, but also the image of Goddess Ba in her mind, which has gradually corrupted and distorted as related legends spread, and the risk of her main body encountering misfortune during the long period of Spirit Mark condensation...
Under nurous unfavorable factors, Spirit Mark condensation failure is a minor issue. Chatterbox Girl is more concerned that Lu Yibei might accidentally condense sothing strange.
In Dream City, when she reconstructed her body using the flesh and blood of the Invasion Beast, the ancient god's body she sculpted was a lesson learned. If it weren't for the photos left by Ms. Wang ili, she would have been finished!
Gazing at Lu Yibei for a mont, Chatterbox Girl silently sighed, “Why choose a hell-difficulty closed-book individual exam when there’s an easy-difficulty online open-book exam available?”
She suddenly realized that Lu Yibei's tornt of her mindset hadn't ended, and it wouldn't end until Lu Yibei condensed a decent Spirit Mark...
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