Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?-Chapter 513 - 515 The Magical Disaster Really Has a Tiny

Chapter 513: Chapter 515: The Magical Disaster Really Has a Tiny Bit to Do with My Small Company

Chapter 513 -515: The Magical Disaster Really Has a Tiny Bit to Do with My Small Company

Wu Yong quickly entered the Cabinet and was astonished by the sudden changes of the world around him. He had never imagined such a miraculous place could exist, truly befitting the legacy of the Spirit Summoners.

Upon entering, he collided with someone. He did not recognize the person, but the presence of someone in the Sky Tower Cabinet confirmed the rumors that the old predecessors had indeed sealed themselves away were true, not merely hearsay.

However, this person’s strength was not impressive, merely a Spirit Summoner without rank.

Without hesitation, Wu Yong blurted out, “Young sir, may I inquire if this place is the retreat of our Spirit Summoner predecessors?”

“Not at all, there are no old predecessors here, just me alone,” Qin Muye said with a smile.

He was currently observing the effects of a stepping stone.

Invisible Spirit Tribulation Mud kept pouring into Wu Yong’s body through the Sky Tower, each infusion causing his Main Character Aura to emit a faint glow.

This was likely just the beginning and had yet to reach the set quota.

“Impossible, the Sky Tower is the inheritance site of Spirit Summoners. The old predecessors must be in seclusion here, do not jest with me!” Wu Yong’s expression changed as he released his spiritual power, showcasing his might as a Fifth Grade Spirit Summoner.

Qin Muye spread his hands: “They’re really not here. The group that arrived ten years ago were people from the Court, noble families, and sects seeking refuge. The so-called predecessors all died in the calamity; those who survived are mostly those who feared death.”

“Calamity? Wasn’t the calamity a conspiracy by the Umbrella Company?” Wu Yong immediately retorted.

“Oh, you’re right,” Qin Muye nodded. He hadn’t planned to entertain the question and responded dismissively; after all, he was making stuff up on the fly.

He was not there to clarify Wu Yong’s doubts but to acquire transformation techniques. His gains were substantial. Once the current batch of data was collected and analyzed for ten days or half a month, both the Main Character Aura and the Spirit Tribulation Mud would become a part of his arsenal of techniques.

Not to mention, the luck of the Spirit Monsters could also be improved. While he dared not claim MAX-level luck, he was confident of achieving a ten-point increase.

Based on this data, Qin Muye also deduced the principle behind MAX. It wasn’t necessarily about reaching a high level but an expression or some kind of imposed limit.

“MAX” and numerical attributes were two different systems, akin to comparing A, B, C, D with one, two, three, four.

This was a recent revelation that solved a minor puzzle for him. If it had truly been luck that exceeded the limit, it would not have fallen into his hands.

Being the Child of Destiny or having the Main Character Aura seemed more akin to an identity than a fixed value.

“What do you mean by that? I…”

“Don’t even start. That’s exactly what I mean. You just want me to agree with your point, right? Now that I have agreed, what more could you be dissatisfied with?” Qin Muye stated in exasperation.

His words made Wu Yong’s expression freeze, his mind a muddle, wanting to vent but finding nowhere to do so.

“So everything is a lie?” he asked, looking somewhat dejected.

“Not everything. The calamity did indeed originate from the Umbrella Company, something the Savior Association accidentally got right. But there are no old predecessors in the Sky Tower, and all those refugees are dead,” Qin Muye said, squinting.

The so-called calamity was the Frenzy Blood Spirit Monster annihilating the whole of Baijing State and three million soldiers, which indeed had connections to the Umbrella Company.

When his dejection faded, Wu Yong asked in a deep voice, “Who are you?”

Ordinary people wouldn’t know these facts.

“Oh, theoretically, the Umbrella Company is one of my assets. But that’s just theory since I’m not involved in managing it,” Qin Muye said earnestly.

At that moment, Wu Yong understood that he had been caught in the midst of a vast conspiracy.

Therefore, he immediately identified the man before him as the mastermind behind the scenes. Activating the Primordial Spirit Unification Method, he launched an attack at his opponent.

In his eyes, a mere rankless Spirit Summoner was easy prey. If he could just capture him and command the Umbrella Company to disband, then even without the old predecessors, he would be able to save all people and restore the Spirit Summoners to the world.

“Young people these days… why are you all so hot-headed? Do you even know where your Primordial Spirit Unification Method came from? One of your predecessors gave it to me back in the day. Now, to use that Secret Technique against me seems a bit improper, doesn’t it?” Qin Muye stood motionless as Wu Yong’s attack stopped a meter before reaching him. No matter how he moved, he couldn’t get any closer to Qin Muye.

“Hmph, old thief, the senior entrusted you with the Secret Technique, and you ended up using it to wreak havoc on the world, do you not feel any shame?” Wu Yong’s expression looked unpleasant.

“No, not at all. You know what? I later stripped something from his body, something that you also possess. Take a guess at what it is?” Qin Muye said with a rather sinister interest.

“That’s right, it’s the Spirit Tribulation. Oh, by the way, you might not know what a Spirit Tribulation is, since the Savior Association probably wouldn’t tell you.”

“Spirit Tribulation is the calamity that brings world destruction, a disaster triggered by Spirit Summoners, something that can lead to the annihilation of the entire world.”

“You guess why the Savior Association would conceal such a matter.”

Qin Muye started by slinging mud, considering that the Savior Association did the same to his Umbrella Company.

As for why the Savior Association didn’t know about the Spirit Tribulation, the reason was simple. Not many people knew about it to begin with, and with the disappearance of the noble families and the Court as well as the plundering by the Umbrella Company in the past, records relating to the Spirit Tribulation had long vanished. Maybe some records remained, but it was certain no one would believe them.

“That’s right, because they think ordinary people are not human at all; they simply don’t care about your life or death, just like now.” Qin Muye casually restrained the man, then observed the Main Character Aura that had been strengthened on him.

The data from before and after the enhancement was completely different, because the essence of his Main Character Aura was already a part of the Spirit Tribulation, serving as a coordinate for the arriving tribulation.

Qin Muye kept jabbing at Wu Yong, who indeed looked furious to the point of steaming, apparently considering everything Qin Muye said to be nonsense.

But Qin Muye didn’t care. He was mainly considering whether he could break the new main character’s sanity, though it seemed quite stubborn for now.

As for why he told the other party all this, of course, it was because Qin Muye didn’t plan to let him leave alive, or perhaps he intended to transform him into a different form of life.

“What exactly do you want?” Wu Yong asked, after realizing that all his efforts were futile.

The other party’s strength was definitely not that of a Fifth Grade Spirit Summoner he had encountered.

“How did you know I captured your father and your sister?” Qin Muye said casually.

“How dare you!!!”

“Eh, how did you also know that I’ve captured the entire Yang Lian family, ready to use them to threaten you?”

“Old thief, you are despicable and shameless, to involve the innocent. I’ll kill you, I’ll kill you…”

“Hmm, I just love your impotent fury.” Qin Muye finally felt satisfied.

“What in the world do you want?” Wu Yong growled, now understanding that he was far too naïve and no match for the person in front of him.

“Nothing much, just want you to stay put, because the big one is coming.” Qin Muye said nonchalantly.

He pressed down on the entire Sky Tower, tearing open a dimensional rift with his bare hands.

This rift led directly to the Heroic Spirit Land.

Then, he blocked the Spirit Tribulation Mud trying to pour out and casually created a valve before attaching it to Wu Yong.

“First Main Character Aura transformation experiment. Oh, right, I don’t have any anesthetics on hand at the moment. Just bear with it. Besides, anesthetics might not be effective for this experiment anyway, consider it a little cost-saving.” Qin Muye remembered the anesthetics after making the recording and so specifically mentioned it to Wu Yong.

Then he opened the valve, adjusted the Spirit Tribulation Mud infusion data and transformation process.

“Wait, you…” Wu Yong hadn’t finished speaking when he felt a strange flow throughout his body, and what followed was a vast expanse of black mire dragging his consciousness down.

“It seems that 10% is the limit.”

There’s a saying that goes “too much is as bad as not enough,” which described Wu Yong’s condition, but Qin Muye did not mind. Whether successful or a failure, it would all become a part of his report.

“Blackhand, have someone blast through the firewall of the Heroic Spirit Land. After I drain the Spirit Tribulation Mud, let the engineering department get to work.” Qin Muye notified Blackhand on this side. The preparation was complete; it was time to start on the construction of the Dimensional Reaction Extraction Factory.