chsdbacks Chapter 249 Brother, you smell so good
Chapter 249 Brother, you smell so good
Chapter 249 Brother, you smell so good
Herabergen felt that the damned little brat on the other side was treating him like a donkey.
Learning, scholars, knowledge—what elegant and sophisticated words!
Reading should be like sleeping, strolling on the beach, or soaking in a hot spring—it should make you feel comfortable and bring you heartfelt joy and satisfaction.
But with this kind of cramming, the "wisdom dragon" who loves reading can no longer feel any of the joy he used to have.
He felt like a machine, opening his mouth to pour out unprocessed knowledge from the pipes, chewing it in his mouth. He couldn't not eat, or he would drown; he couldn't not chew, or he would die, even though what he swallowed in the end was real 'food'.
But before he was ready, the other party seemed to have pinpointed his limit, constantly feeding him information, constantly digesting it, constantly swallowing it. Even though multi-threaded operation was a basic skill for the true gods of the White Tower path, this kind of cramming-style learning was really boring.
Assembly lines are always tedious. Even Ye Tiandi, who is above the level of the Sacrifice Path, would probably have his mindset fluctuate if he returned to Earth and worked on a deadly assembly line for two days. Fighters can't work on an assembly line, and the mindset of a Sacrifice Path expert is useless. Of course, the same is true for Herabergen.
He likes reading, but he doesn't like eating persimmons. As the true god of the White Tower path, what is the purpose of supporting so many highly intelligent believers? Wouldn't it be better for these academic talents to compile their knowledge into books, take some time to read them, add annotations, make some modifications, and then make them their own?
With so many people on the northern and southern continents, there are plenty of people capable of performing even the most basic information processing tasks.
He chose humans as his primary followers because he valued their understanding abilities, which were superior to those of some lower-ranking dragons, making them better able to meet his needs.
The Northern Continent has no shortage of people, and you're the White Emperor, second only to the emperor in power. This kind of garbage-cleaning work is making me, a Sequence 0, feel utterly useless.
I'll do it for you?
Even the honest dragon, who isn't entirely honest, can have anger!
In particular, he also discerned some of the hermit's core objectives. If it was merely to demonstrate the emperor's knowledge, they would have started discussing it long ago, but now they haven't even mentioned it. If it was simply to spread knowledge and promote the development of civilization, the White Emperor could have easily mobilized the Solomon Empire.
The other party's purpose is nothing more than something related to the spirit world. Perhaps they want to learn from the Phoenix Ancestor and create a "Netherworld of Death" in the spirit world, but there is no sign of that yet.
That is, it is absolutely possible to obtain a little bit of access to the spirit world through some means, and to continuously improve that access.
It's better to lose both sides than to win alone.
If I have no value, I cannot provide value to the other party.
If I can't provide value to the other party, they won't waste their time on me.
The White Pagoda's remarkable wisdom provided the best solution.
The dragon of wisdom is very wise, but who can guarantee absolute wisdom if they are raised every day?
The hermit and the White Tower weren't crazy. It was all thanks to the White Tower's crazy multi-threaded information diversion here, and the hermit's fact that he hadn't really gone so far as to act recklessly. While bullying the White Tower, he also took the time to constantly "update his own system".
Roar!
With a roar, the old dragon decided to fight on its own.
Forget about waiting for help from the other gods; they're just there to watch the show.
The dragon of wisdom had had enough. First, it stopped screening and organizing the flood of information, letting itself be washed and polluted by this chaotic information. Second, it simulated the audience's abilities, and a terrifying mental storm swept out with the dragon's roar.
After losing the White Tower's diversion, if the Hermit wants to maintain high intensity and completely suppress the output of the same level Sequence 0, he will consume his sanity. Coupled with attacks targeting the mental side, even a Hermit as strong as him cannot last long.
The Hermit coldly stared at the unruly dragon of wisdom before him. Was it easy for him to slowly steal and pry open the authority of the spirit world by taking advantage of the computing power and cover of the White Tower, by using the characteristics of the Time Worms that were being herded, and by using the weakened symbol of the "King of Time and Space"?
He's always causing trouble for no reason.
Should we take a gamble?
Who do you think you are? I'll kill you before you go crazy!
The Hermit did not back down at all. Although it slowed down the speed at which it extracted information from the spirit world, the enhanced chains of information continued to surge into the body of the dragon of wisdom, restricting the old dragon's movement.
Shael temporarily reverted to his elven form, his hands glowing with golden light, like two miniature suns. He directly created nuclear fusion with his hands, and with one punch, he summoned the east wind, and with both fists, he shattered the army and demolished the White Tower.
boom! boom! boom!
The enormous dragon of wisdom was forced to retreat by the successive nuclear explosions before its eyes.
The Hermit combined some of the abilities of the Perfectionist Path and the Solar Path, exerting power from both the Reality and Mystic Paths, and also took advantage of the sun's radiance, showering all his intense heat upon the wise dragon before him.
In the earthly divine kingdom of the eternal sun, Osekus, who suddenly felt that he had been tricked, was somewhat annoyed. The intense sunlight that burst forth in an instant was once again blocked by the hermit in the spirit world and then poured all over the fiercely resisting Herabogen.
This mysterious yet scientific method of utilizing solar energy almost made Ocycus shut down the sun in a fit of anger, plunging the entire world into darkness prematurely. If it weren't for the humiliation of that, the fact that the other side had allies, and the fact that they were fighting Herabogen, Ocycus would never have let it go so easily.
On the other side, Herabergen was struggling as much as he could, but he was still no match for the "Ancient God" in front of him, who was enhanced by the spirit world and had more extraordinary characteristics. Both of their mental states were rapidly declining. The Hermit also paid a heavy price for the enhancement he had gained by losing his rationality, but he was still single-mindedly focused on beating up the White Tower.
The hermit seized the opportunity and delivered a powerful, explosive punch that shattered a corner of the "Hundred Towers." He then smashed it to pieces, restoring it to its most basic information, which he then absorbed and incorporated into his own system.
The hermit felt a strange sense of fullness, and he couldn't help but lick his lips, his gaze toward Herabogen burning even more intensely.
The roasted dragon meat tasted really good.
Seeing that the hermit had actually "consumed" the "extraordinary properties" of the White Tower Path, Herabogen was overwhelmed by all sorts of knowledge, making his already aching head even more throbbing!
This is a mysterious world! Consuming other types of food only adds to your burden!
How come you're talking about an ancient god... This is a damn 'ancient god'!
The "Dragon of Wisdom" only then realized that his attempt to force the hermit to back down by using a high return on investment had failed from the very beginning.
Before he could even unleash his knowledge as an emperor, this starving, somewhat delirious man had already started eating the white pagoda.