Chapter 586: Chapter 428: The Truth of History
“Control,” this ability, is one of the few that cannot be directly enhanced by the “Greedy Demon God.”
Therefore, there is no need to transfer the soul to the “Greedy Demon God.”
Soon, the two of them fell into a deep sleep within the flower buds and arrived at the Green Grass Paradise.
“It’s been a long time since I last came here…” Lu Yuan’s eyes suddenly brightened.
The backstage of the Green Grass Paradise is only accessible to the Conch.
“Hey~ this is my home turf.” The girl smiled sweetly, the scenery here could change with her thoughts.
With a mere thought from her, the scene turned into a splendid starry sky, with countless stars forming brilliant spirals.
After years of modifications, the dreams in the Green Grass Paradise are like colorful soap bubbles, with most of them actually being… for raising children.
Cough cough, nowadays with the need to expand the population, naturally more children must be born.
Lu Yuan looked forward to the birth of more talented individuals.
A small number of dreams are used for scientific research; an even smaller number are used for industrial production, because maintaining dreams consumes Spirit Essence, which is why most industry has transitioned to the technological systems of the Fire Source Civilization and South Island Civilization.
Among them, there are two key dream worlds.
The first is the confinement and control of the Deformed Ghost. In addition to soldiers, there are engineers, scientists, and even some excellent students who have just stepped out of school involved in this work.
As long as the Deformed Ghost is contained, a special form of Ideal Energy, which can be used to enhance Divine Attributes, constantly emerges. It is actually a form of social welfare, hence every year many people eagerly sign up.
The second important world is the confinement of “Painted Skin,” which is the destination of Lu Yuan’s current journey.
Over the vast grassland, dark clouds swirled, obscuring the stars and the moon.
The Painted Skin with its green face and sharp fangs radiated a sinister darkness—that was the Spiritual Language Field of the Painted Skin.
Even now, when Lu Yuan saw it, he could still feel his nerves being stirred, igniting an instinctive fear as if it were the natural predator of humans.
This fierce beast, trapped in the dream, had become the king of the prairie, living day-to-day by eating rabbits.
Inherently cruel, it would not just capture rabbits but also disembowel them, playing incessantly, staining the ground with thick blood, and then uttering dark, sinister laughs.
Luckily, its current strength might not even be one ten-thousandth of its peak state.
Being confined here for so long, with only a small amount of Ideal Energy replenishment, it remained in a weakened state.
Lu Yuan couldn’t be bothered to waste words on this thing, and directly initiated “Control” from a distance.
The reminder in his mind read:
[Warning, energy consumption for controlling this creature: ???]
Lu Yuan simply ignored the warning, as a flash of red flickered in his pupils.
A blood-red light shone into the deep reaches of its soul.
Painted Skin immediately began to struggle, recognizing its nemesis, and letting out a thunderous roar.
In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared.
Several thick bolts of lightning struck down to the ground.
Its aura began to soar dramatically, its furious energy field surging like the ocean, wave after wave.
Fortunately, this is just a dream, and Lu Yuan’s soul is outside the dream, the one appearing on the prairie is merely a shadow.
No matter how the Painted Skin wielded its “Spirit Language Skill,” those thunderbolts could not damage the shadow.
And humans, in fact, have been deceiving it for its “Spirit Language” energy through this method. Who’s to blame when the creature is foolish?
As “Control” was activated, Painted Skin struggled fiercely, the thunder and wind noises growing louder, its body surface’s black light expanding and contracting intermittently.
Lu Yuan felt some pressure too; it felt like pouring money into a bottomless pit, not knowing how much he needed to invest, just barely holding on…
After more than half an hour, the violent scene gradually subsided.
“How is it? Did it succeed? Are you okay?” Conch clenched her little fists.
Lu Yuan was somewhat puzzled, feeling an incredible disbelief!
This time… it only cost a little over 400 Spirit Essence to control the Painted Skin?!
“If I knew it was so economical, I would have controlled you long ago!”
A hazy thought surged into his mind!
Lu Yuan’s eyes widened.
The scene before him began to change!
In the depths of his soul, a strange illusion emerged.
The picture was not clear.
Rows of low houses, crisscrossing paths, and the sound of chickens and dogs marked an ancient era.
Were there creatures flying in the sky… on swords?
Lu Yuan’s eyes bulged, but he could not see clearly. It was as if a layer of fog clouded his vision.
Atop a massive floating mountain, waterfalls and springs flowed, but the liquid was not clear to the bottom; it looked like blood, murky and unsettling.
Screams, wailing, and crying… all sorts of noises mixed together.
“What is… happening?”
Lu Yuan was initially clueless, but then he realized that this was a bit of hidden information within “Control.”
This information would only be accessed when certain key scenes were triggered, much like the marks left by the Gear Civilization within the Eternal Spark.
An aged voice said mournfully: “This time, we can no longer delay. They have found me… The ‘Ghosts’ are dead, the ‘Demons’ extinguished, where shall I go?”