Chapter 50
Chapter 50 [blasphemy card vii: the anchor]
[Giant Skeleton × 13, Dream Crystal × 5, Chunk of Meat × 13]
These were the final harvests. If the recovery speed of the Processing Table could be a bit faster, it probably would have been able to salvage all these corpses before the Giants turned back into windmills.
However, the Processing Table was integrated with the Train; to upgrade it, the Train would have to be upgraded along with it.
The remaining corpses had already reverted to the shape of windmills, and Ye Qiyan did not waste them either, recycling them into timber.
The most abundant harvest this time was the chunks of meat from the Giants, but Ye Qiyan had no intention of eating such things. The meat of humanoid monsters was disgusting just to think about.
However, just because he didn’t eat it didn’t mean others wouldn’t.
13 portions of Giant meat translated to a weight of 130 catties.
He maxed out all 5 trade slots, pricing each portion at one Train Coin.
This price was extremely cheap for the survivors who hadn’t eaten meat in a long time.
Even though Ye Qiyan had marked that this was meat from a Giant, it couldn’t stop some people’s desire to buy it.
[“Someone is selling meat on the Trading Platform! You can buy 10 catties for just one Train Coin! Damn it, I spent a Train Coin just yesterday to buy 1 catty of chicken, I’m so pissed!”]
[“Really? Holy crap, there really is! I haven’t eaten meat in ages. No way, I have to buy 10 catties to roast. Anyway, I managed to get a Train Coin at the last trading station, hehe.”]
[“Don’t buy it, didn’t you see it says it’s Giant meat? How can you bring yourself to swallow the meat of a humanoid monster?”]
[“Exactly, are you guys even human? I despise you.”]
[“So what? Giants aren’t human anyway. I’m going crazy craving meat; let alone a Giant, if I were starved enough, I’d even eat a human! Keep barking and I’ll kill all of you at the next public Trading Platform!”]
[“Is the Mental Power of the guy upstairs very low?”]
[“Still 33 points, so what? Did I eat the rice from your house?”]
[“Appraisal complete, the guy upstairs is about to go crazy.”]
It didn’t take long before the meat on the Trading Platform was sold out in a scramble.
After all, these 10,000 people now were all survivors who had cleared the seventh station. Not only were their Trains all Level 2 or above, but they also had Train Coins in their hands to varying degrees.
Furthermore, the price Ye Qiyan offered was completely the lowest market price, so they couldn’t care less if it was Giant meat—they bought it first and thought later.
Ye Qiyan refilled the links, and they sold out once again. In just this short while, he harvested 10 Train Coins. He didn’t sell the remaining 3 portions, temporarily keeping them in case they might be useful.
Moreover, amidst these people’s conversations, he discovered something.
It seemed that whenever other people’s Mental Power decreased, it was very difficult to recover. Furthermore, once it dropped below a certain proportion, they would gradually fall into madness, which was the so-called [Mental Fatigue], [self-Doubt], and [Sanity Dissipation].
But what about him?
Having used Sublimation so many times, his Mental Power had even dropped below 20 points at its lowest, yet he still felt nothing at all, and his recovery speed was also very fast.
Yet from the dialogue in the Chat Room, it wasn’t hard to find that the consumption of Mental Power was extremely difficult to recover, but his Mental Power recovery speed was actually much faster than his Stamina.
“Could it be that I have some special ability that even I don’t know about? And the Train System can’t even detect it?”
Ye Qiyan scratched his head. Unable to figure it out, he stopped thinking about it too much. When the boat reaches the pier-head, it will go straight with the current; thinking so much had no benefit other than increasing worries in vain.
After resting for a while, he continued working.
Don’t forget where Don Quixote fought the Giants.
This was a wheat field, filled everywhere with ripe wheat.
He transplanted a portion of the intact ones into the Planting Carriage, and packed as much of the rest as could fit.
Parking Countdown [3:41:08]
With 41 minutes left before departure time, Ye Qiyan, who was harvesting wheat, found Wall-E, who hadn’t returned all this time, under a windmill ruin.
“…Don’t tell me you’ve been pinned under here this whole time? No wonder you took so long to come back.”
Wall-E shook its mechanical arm, its tracks rolling as it continuously advanced in one direction.
“The Treasure Chest is over there?”
Ye Qiyan followed. At the exact center of the wheat field, beside the wreckage of a windmill—Ye Qiyan remembered this was where the last Giant vanished and also the endpoint of Don Quixote’s first charge—
“Right beneath here?”
Clearing away the rubble, a dark golden fragment appeared before his eyes.
“This thing, why does it look so familiar? Wait a minute?”
[“??”]
Ye Qiyan could hardly believe that what he was seeing was real.
Because buried beneath this ruin turned out to be one-third of the blasphemy card.
“No way? That completes the set just like that? Am I dreaming?”
He had originally thought it would take a very long time to find the final third of this card. After all, Shaya had even been sealed away for 15 years for just one piece; no matter how he thought about it, this thing should be an extremely precious and rare item.
Never did he expect to find the final third at the eighth station.
Picking up the fragment, Ye Qiyan pondered slightly.
Should he synthesize it?
What would happen after synthesis?
Would he encounter danger?
Hesitation lasted only for a split second before he turned around and cast these thoughts to the back of his mind.
There was nothing to hesitate about. Since he had it, if he didn’t synthesize it, was he even human?
He took out the other two one-third pieces from the safety box.
After the three card fragments were combined together, they fit seamlessly, as if they had never been separated.
Dark golden radiance flowed out from the blasphemy card, turning into boundless streams of light that enveloped the entire world.
The blasphemy card floated mid-air, and a faint whisper suddenly sounded beside Ye Qiyan’s ear.
He couldn’t understand it, but this sound grew louder and sharper, as if a hundred sopranos were shouting, singing, and praising something.
Even covering his ears had no effect at all. This unbearable sound made Ye Qiyan pull out his gun, preparing to give this card a blast directly, when the sound abruptly stopped at that moment.
The radiance dissipated, and the dark golden card fell into his palm.
“How spooky. This thing really isn’t anything good… I’ll just check its effects; if it doesn’t work out, I’ll just throw it away.”
That being said, his gaze as he looked at this blasphemy card was filled with anticipation.
[blasphemy card vii: the anchor]
[Drop Anchor: Consume Mental Power to set Anchor Points, up to three can be set, cooldown time is one day]
[Voyage: Consume Mental Power to teleport to the location of the Anchor Point]
[Banish: Remove all Anchor Points, forcefully banishing the enemy to the Wilderness]
[Return: Consume all Mental Power???]
“Gulp—”
On the Light Screen, the introduction to this blasphemy card made Ye Qiyan swallow a mouthful of saliva.
So strong. Undeniably strong.
If the description was correct, then as long as he dropped an Anchor Point at any Platform, even if he reached other Platforms, he would be able to teleport back via the Anchor Point.
Not only that, it also possessed the ability to Banish enemies. Although this would consume all Anchor Points and prevent further teleportation, if he encountered danger that was hard to escape, this would undoubtedly be a trump-card-level ace in the hole.
And…
The final one.
“What would happen if I consume all Mental Power?”
