I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early-Chapter 700 - 520: Stranger Shocked

So what if they suppressed a junior?

Fear of arrogance—it’s only natural for elders to put juniors in their place!

Lu Yuan nodded solemnly: [Sigh, you’re right. I lack proper sealing methods. I managed to dismember it, but I couldn’t seal it. It really was a wasted effort. I still have a long way to go before I can truly defeat a [Ghost].]

The Strangers suddenly fell silent.

The Crystal Man, who had lost the ability to speak, suddenly reacted as if he were a beat too slow, exclaiming in shock, “What!? Dismembered?!”

Immediately, everyone else in the hall turned to look.

The Crystal Man, scared by his own outburst, touched his throat, then thumped his head a few times, exclaiming, “I… I actually relearned how to speak?!”

“Alive again!”

The Ratman and Lanpeng people quickly congratulated the Crystal Man, who seemed on the verge of fainting from fright: “Congratulations, senior, your intelligence has returned.”

…

Lu Yuan pondered that the Ancient Insect Horn was still in the planet’s core. He had to find an opportunity to retrieve it.

But how to dig it out? For now, it was better to avoid the wrath of the “Greedy Demon God.”

Perhaps deploying the insect race army to dig slowly during the day and retreat at night might work after all.

…

After a while, the atmosphere became subtly tense again.

He did it again—showed off without meaning to.

They had to suppress his arrogance.

The other Strangers, looking visibly tense, warned him: [Kid, you almost caused a major disaster. That [Ghost]—you absolutely must not touch it!]

[How did you dismember it? Does the New Era Myth really have such abilities?]

[Not exactly. I purchased a one-time consumable from the Old Myths for self-preservation. It cost me a huge fortune at the time. Sigh, it hurts to even think about it…]

[I see. Then you must continue to cultivate diligently.]

The Old Snake Man seemed satisfied with this explanation. If the weapon came from the Old Myths, it made sense.

He then began a new round of suppression: [By the way, how old are you now? How many Godhood points do you have? Have you hit the ceiling yet?]

Lu Yuan answered earnestly: [Over two hundred, with 31 Godhood points. My soul isn’t full yet, so there’s still room for growth…]

[I estimate I can reach 40 eventually… but hitting 50 is probably out of the question.]

The Old Snake Man fell silent for a few seconds. What the hell? Did this guy not realize that 40 Godhood points were already the limit on Pangu Continent?

He gradually lost the will to suppress Lu Yuan anymore. It felt like anything he said only became material for Lu Yuan to show off.

On the other side, the Batman, unimpressed by the Old Snake Man’s efforts, cleared his throat and said: [Each [Ghost] is absurdly powerful—either possessing space abilities or wielding curses.]

[Although [Steel] boasts extraordinary defensive power, it’s not invincible. You all need to develop technology instead of relying on individual combat strength.]

This mindset resonated with Lu Yuan’s own. He nodded seriously: [You’re right. Developing technology is essential. In this fight, I used a derivative technology from a [Demon] to compensate for my lack of offensive power.]

[It’s good that you think this way.]

Lu Yuan sincerely added: [But more importantly, I need to integrate [Steel]’s upper abilities. That would give me much stronger offensive capabilities and prevent me from just taking hits passively.]

[Seniors, may I ask if you have any information on this? I still have a [Hurricane] and a [Complete Spiritual Body…]

[Please, I beg you, stop talking!!] The largest Crystal Man suddenly roared, looking intensely nervous as his crystalline body flared brilliantly.

The other five went stiff all over.

Lu Yuan was startled. Were these guys really that sensitive?

Soon after, he found himself kicked out of the telepathic network. Scratching his head in confusion, he saw all six of them looking utterly shaken, as if they couldn’t believe what they’d just heard.

Even the Old Batman cringed into a corner, as if he’d seen a [Ghost]—which, well, was actually roaming right outside.

What the hell! I personally came out here to suppress him, and for what?!

“Junior, stay away from me!” The Batman, now flustered, barked out gruffly.

…

Lu Yuan wrinkled his brow, wondering if these seniors were discussing some embarrassing secrets.

Since he lacked the ability to eavesdrop on telepathic conversations, he could only gloomily turn his attention back to observing the Snake-Man [Ghost].

The second night was relatively peaceful.

After absorbing the lingering “Luck” in the city, the Snake-Man [Ghost] fiddled with Mirage Space for a while but still couldn’t enter.

By the latter half of the night, it simply left.

This behavior puzzled the safety experts, who quietly discussed it among themselves.

“It held out all last night, but now it gave up after just half an hour?”

This hinted that… the [Ghost] might not be as brainless as they’d thought. It could possess an internal mechanism to prevent itself from engaging in meaningless actions, avoiding “deadlocks” or “crashing,” so to speak.

If nothing else, the next phase would likely involve prolonged combat.

The Little Mirage Dragon spent its days recovering spiritual power and its nights deploying Mirage Space to defend the small cave, doing so until the humans’ Spirit Essence was completely depleted or the [Monster] managed to eject the city from Different Space.

“Alright, everyone, disperse.”

After the Snake-Man [Ghost] left, those on duty continued their night shifts, while others went to rest.

Lu Yuan finally got some much-needed reprieve, relaxing his taut nerves and checking in with Miss Conch about specific progress.

“Progress is pretty ordinary, huh. [Monster] ate 0.1 Luck, but we still can’t locate its exact whereabouts,” Sister Conch remarked with weary eyes. “The good news is that Jin Bote’s self-consciousness has stabilized and isn’t collapsing. We’ll observe a bit longer for now. Let’s rest today.”

“How are things on the Strangers’ side?” she asked.

“I’ve revealed some secrets. I have a feeling these Strangers could represent a major developmental opportunity for us!” Lu Yuan replied.

“You value them that highly? You even exposed your trump cards?”

“I had no choice. If I kept too many secrets, they wouldn’t reveal much themselves, so I had to trade secrets for secrets.”

“Hmm…” Conch Girl, as always, supported her husband’s decisions.

The two reviewed their actions briefly and found nothing wrong with their choices.

After two sleepless days and nights, Lu Yuan was understandably exhausted. He went home, gleefully took a hot bath, and then snuggled up with his wife for a blissful night’s sleep.

Ah, life’s pleasures could be just that simple.

…

Meanwhile, the six Strangers were gathered at a large compound, guarded by Guo Dafeng and a team of soldiers stationed outside.

After all, humans had to take responsibility themselves; Lu Yuan couldn’t babysit them forever.

The Strangers, too, were bathing!

Glaring fluorescent lights, all sorts of modern furniture.

Hot water splashed over their bodies, bringing a sense of returning to the civilized world.

Even squatting on the toilet here gave them an odd sense of ceremonial civilization!

“What is this thing…?”

“Someone’s actually hiding in a machine to sing songs!” An Old Deng, deeply intrigued by electronic devices, reacted with shock every time he pressed a button.

The Old Snake Man muttered exasperatedly, “What a bumpkin. You’ve even forgotten what a television is.”

“Ah, now I remember… The moment you said the word, it came back to me.”

A wave of sadness hit the old zombies.

The eternal night is as black as ink; only shooting stars sprinkle traces of light. They were no longer the protagonists of this epoch and could only be tiny, fleeting meteors.

Yet, what saddened them more wasn’t the loss of memories of past events but rather…

They had been humiliated by a junior, their pride trampled upon!

They had actually been frightened by a [Powerful Wind] ability!!

It was just an ability, wasn’t it?!

The secrets they safeguarded were genuine Epoch Disasters, far beyond the power of [Powerful Wind]!

A humiliation for the ages!

“Next time, we’ll reclaim our dignity. We’ll suppress that kid’s arrogance and make him understand how deep the waters run on Pangu Continent!”

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“Absolutely!”

The Strangers grew emotionally driven, even going as far as to play mahjong while grumbling about suppression.

After a long while, a Crystal Man attempted to mediate: “Friends, let’s not be trapped by meaningless jealousy.”

“This third-level civilization is clearly far more powerful than ordinary third-level civilizations.”

“It seems we can’t suppress him. For all we know, he might be hiding more incredible cards.” The Big Crystal Man glanced at the ceiling. “I’m serious. They might have the potential to grow into a powerful civilization.”

“Nonsense!”

“How about we place a bet—does he still have unfathomable cards up his sleeve?”

“No… I’m not betting.”

Over the course of an epoch, one peak civilization would inevitably emerge!

This peak civilization would possess the most knowledge, the greatest combat strength, and even the favor of Pangu Continent’s will, hoarding the largest amount of “Luck.”

Such civilizations were known as Peak Civilizations!