I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early

Chapter 681: Chapter 501 What? Send me to fight the Ghost?

At this moment, Hai Zhiyun suddenly said, “My suggestion is to get Jin Bote into the poppy bud of the Yingyu Tree to enhance the dream network they constructed.”

“Now the Lanpeng people have built the initial structure of the dream network, aiming to influence the [Monster].”

“However, their ability is too weak. Even with the Agitator added to the spiritual network, it would crumble with a single touch.”

“But the Yingyu Tree, at least, is a [Demon]. Though weakened, it can still offer some resistance against the [Monster].”

“You must understand, the [Monster] is our only chance to escape this disaster… We cannot confront that [Ghost]. Even if we poured all our foundations into it, it would be meaningless.”

“Transforming him into a [Demon] has far too great side effects, and I strongly oppose that.”

The crowd fell silent.

Hai Zhiyun’s proposal sounded reasonable, with seemingly no side effects.

But in reality… it lacked feasibility.

Turning Jin Bote into a [Demon] would only require dispatching a drone to shove a tiny fragment of the [Demon] into his mouth—barely doable.

After all, the [Ghost] was merely wandering the city, not near the houses, allowing Idealist Interference to put up a fight.

But rescuing Jin Bote back to Green Grass City would be nearly impossible!

Not to mention whether the [Ghost] would react, even the [Monster] wouldn’t allow the duck in its plate to fly away!

The [Monster] is currently holding back only because of the [Ghost]’s deterrence. As for the level of the drone, how dare it participate in such high-stakes combat?

Hai Zhiyun hesitated for a while and couldn’t help but glance back at Lu Yuan.

He knew the Great Commander actually possessed extraordinary combat capabilities.

But this decision could only be made by Lu Yuan himself; no one else could make it for him.

Lu Yuan silently felt that the plan was reasonable, but he would need to take on some risk. Gritting his teeth, he raised a question: “Even if we manage to get him into the Yingyu Tree’s poppy bud, wouldn’t the [Ghost] follow us? The Yingyu Tree isn’t protected by the Mirage Space, and its stronger dreams couldn’t play dead anymore. The [Ghost] would definitely be attracted.”

Hai Zhiyun replied, “Indeed, there’s a huge risk to that.”

“So the only option is to have the Greedy Demon God activate Different Space to protect the Yingyu Tree.”

“We could think of a way to elevate the inner-city zone to make it easier to activate Different Space.”

On one side is Mirage Space; on the other is Different Space. It seemed somewhat logical.

Lu Yuan swallowed hard. “But the Little Mirage Dragon can only hold on for half a day. If I go to protect the Yingyu Tree, what happens after half a day when the Little Mirage Dragon’s spiritual power is exhausted, and Green Mountain becomes exposed?”

This was a very real concern.

Hai Zhiyun said, “There’s no other choice. We’ll just have to gamble. The risk is indeed massive, but the potential rewards are just as great. If the Yingyu Tree successfully establishes a spiritual network within half a day, allowing eight million Lanpeng people to influence the [Monster], we might be able to escape this grassland in an instant.”

“But if we fail within the half-day window, it could become extremely troublesome.”

“At that point, we might have to abandon the Yingyu Tree… Right now, the Yingyu Tree is pretending to be dead, seemingly fooling the [Ghost]. Whether it can continue deceiving the [Ghost], we can’t say for sure later.”

Lu Yuan remained silent.

The atmosphere was heavy and stifling, making it hard to breathe.

Vertical or horizontal, the knife had to pierce the heart. Whether the strike would be fatal, no one knew.

The Rat Artisans were utterly shocked by this mad proposal, rendered speechless.

Humankind’s plight was truly absurd, encountering the [Ghost] at this stage.

But it was still lucky to have come up with any kind of plan!

A normal civilization would have long since met its end, like the Lanpeng civilization, struggling in vain before total annihilation.

Lu Yuan thought to himself, “Senior, they’re actually sending me to fight. Is this method even reliable? I have to go to the [Ghost] to rescue someone, and if I end up with that same Withering Disease as you, who will save me?”

The Ancient Worm was baffled by these convoluted operations.

It couldn’t quite grasp what these people were up to, only understanding that the Birdman seemed quite important: [“Do you have an ace up your sleeve? New Myth, it’s not that I think you’re weak, but do you really have the ability for this?”]

“I have a [Steel] ability. Is that enough?”

The Ancient Worm paused, seemingly a bit stunned.

[“That’s not a bad trump card…”]

[“But the [Steel] ability—you can’t use it carelessly. Otherwise, you might survive this catastrophe but fall victim to the next one.”]

“I’m only planning to use it passively, to protect myself. Is that not acceptable either?”

The Ancient Worm remained silent for a moment. [“You’ve already achieved Mythical level; you should walk your own path. Slightly modify the [Steel] ability, and sparing usage shouldn’t be too stressful.”]

[“After all, [Steel] isn’t [Powerful Wind].”]

Its voice sounded somewhat conflicted. [“Whatever, do you have any ‘Luck’ points?”]

“What do you mean?”

[“Give me 897 Luck points, and I’ll gift you my Holy Giant Horn. It can unleash my full-force strike and should be a decent survival tool.”]

[“At the very least, it can buy you a lot of time, helping you escape.”] It spoke with a teasing undertone.

“That expensive, huh.” Lu Yuan couldn’t help but complain.

897 Luck points!

His entire chest felt like it was convulsing.

Never in his life had he spent such an enormous amount.

The Ancient Worm scolded him outright: [“Expensive? Nonsense! This is the cost price; growing another horn takes me no expense!”]

[“Do you even know how many years I’ll need if you don’t pay me in Luck? At least ten thousand years! I’d have to figure out how to get it back!”]

[“Moreover, even if it’s exhausted of power, the horn remains a treasure as an Immortal material. I know you’ve been eyeing my Holy Horn greedily for some time now.”]

Lu Yuan’s eyelid twitched twice. Damn it, this was all known to you.

[“Don’t underestimate me, Ancient Worm. I’m one of those who fought against the [Ghost] and still survived. This full-powered strike will exceed your imagination, capable of piercing a hole right through the entire earth.”]

[“As for that half-[Ghost], I couldn’t care less… Ding!”]

The alarm sounded. It was an indicator from within the Immortal Palace prohibiting false claims.

Lu Yuan wrinkled his nose. Keep bragging.

That said, the horn was indeed valuable—worth the cost price.

“Thank you, Senior. How about I round it up to 900 Luck points and owe you a favor? How does that sound?” Lu Yuan decided to avoid haggling.

With Ancient Worm being the only entity he could somewhat rely on, the rest of his allies were all small fry.

[“You’re sensible, New Myth.”] Ancient Worm was pleased. It truly wasn’t profiting; this transaction was mainly about owing a favor.

…

And so, the Ancient Worm’s real body began to move.

Its Holy Giant Horn rose high, as if capable of piercing the shadowy skies.

A truly extraordinary momentum began to gather.

From the ancient times of old to the present, this relic of survival indeed carried exceptional methods.

The twelve Mother Worms trembled in fear. Though they could bite Ancient Worm into pits during mating, engaging in real combat was a clearly different scenario.

In the next moment, a streak of black light flashed at the base of the horn.

The ebony horn, emanating its obsidian glow, detached completely and fell to the ground with a crisp “plop.”

The Ancient Worm suffered immense depletion as if its entire lifetime’s power resided within this Holy Horn.

[“Quick, confirm the transaction.”]

[“I’m dead exhausted.”]

It swallowed the horn into its belly and transmitted it via the [Temple].

Fortunately, the quality of this [Temple] was reliable enough to forcefully accommodate such a large object.

[“A horn from a mythical creature, brewed for millennia, containing extraordinary power. Immortal Level · Natural Wonder.”]

[“Ability 1, Immortal: Its transcendent properties are highly stable; it almost doesn’t decay, and resists extreme temperatures while maintaining immense hardness.”]

[“Ability 2, Giant Horn Penetration: Its hardness enables it to pierce nearly all materials.”]

[“Ancient Worm, acknowledging the potential of a junior, gifts its horn to help him overcome hardship.”]

[“Its interior contains an overwhelmingly powerful penetrating force, for one-time use only.”]

Lu Yuan glanced at it and immediately recognized the shining black horn, akin to a rhino’s. Buying it was indeed a deal well-struck.

Despite having only two abilities, the Mythical-level power couldn’t be underestimated.

He input 900 Luck points.

As for the small spirit essence charge for the temple teleportation, in the face of 900 Luck points, it was negligible.

His savings instantly plummeted to 64,600 Luck points, making him feel intensely pained. Luck points were hard to replenish, easy to deplete, and incredibly difficult to earn.

“Worth it, worth it. As long as I survive, I’ll have another Immortal-level treasure.”

After both sides confirmed the deal, the Holy Horn was teleported instantly via the Immortal Palace, floating within its confines.

Nonetheless, Lu Yuan didn’t take it out immediately, as its penetrating force was simply too overwhelming.

It would be used when absolutely necessary…

After completing all this, Lu Yuan opened his eyes.

In the reconnaissance room, the tense silence persisted. No one had come up with a better solution yet.

The options remained either turning Jin Bote into a [Demon] or actively rescuing him.

Time was of the essence; should the [Ghost] leave Quincy City, the [Monster] would likely act, possibly losing their one chance.

“You all get ready. I’ll go rescue Jin Bote,” Lu Yuan suddenly announced.

The others looked at him incredulously.

The Lanpeng people, on the other hand, cast him glances filled with gratitude and shock.

Lu Yuan didn’t explain much: “I’ll head out to retrieve him. Meanwhile, there are several things you must do here. First, elevate the inner-city zone; otherwise, Different Space cannot be activated.”

“This only needs electricity! It can be done remotely via computer!” Hai Zhiyun immediately responded.

“Second, prepare plenty of Light Screen Spirit Language—even delaying for a few seconds could be helpful.”

“And lastly, Conch, once I return, you’ll have to operate the Yingyu Tree; you can’t keep hiding here anymore.”

“Is… is that feasible?” There were indeed many dissenters.

Lu Yuan explained, “The Greedy Demon God has recently evolved to Immortal Level, so it should work.”

“But the risks remain tremendously high; if even the slightest mishap occurs…” Several women’s faces turned pale, unwilling to see Lu Yuan take the risk.

Even Conch fell quiet, torn internally.

“If we keep hesitating like this, we’re only waiting to die. With this ability, we have no choice but to take the gamble!”