Chapter 354: Abnormal

Inside the Baroque-decorated sleeping palace, Lin An stood by the window looking at the sky.

The plan went smoothly; without unexpected events, in half a month — that is, less than two days in the real world — I could control this world.

There were no superhumans, no mutants existed, so naturally nothing could stop my steps.

According to this progress, projected.

Gathering tens of millions of troops, pushing straight toward the tower at the world's centre, one could definitely carve a bloody path.

By then, whether solving the world's mystery or completing the mission, I would have considerable confidence.

However, the oppression in my heart hadn't lessened at all.

It was even worse.

Lin An let out a quiet sigh, gazing somewhat blankly at the sky of this world.

He had finished reading all the data compiled by Kesiman and Lüshu.

He had looked through all the information controlled by the Bolaka Safe Zone.

There was no useful information; this world was merely a regular technological world.

Even the technological level was like it had been castrated.

Amoeba Worm, Apocalypse Crisis.

These two key points still had no clue.

Inside the room, Mo Ling, hearing his sigh, involuntarily walked behind him and hugged him tightly, her head resting on his back:

"Lin An?"

"What's wrong?"

As an Undead Body, she sensed that Lin An was somewhat fatigued and uneasy.

Her small arms encircled his waist.

Abnormally rare.

Even when facing an Infant Ghost, a Supernatural Incident, Lin An showed no sign of discouragement or decadence.

She was somewhat worried.

In Mo Ling's opinion, everything was going smoothly.

As far as this world is concerned, there is nothing that could threaten us.

If there were any, it would only be the mysterious tower.

Lin An felt the coolness at his waist, slightly turned his head toward Mo Ling, and forced a smile on his face.

He instinctively touched the little loli's head, but his attention remained fixed on his personal panel.

Even lacking information on the Amoeba Worm would be fine.

After all, this world's secrets might very well be in the tower; I just haven't had the chance to go.

Once we capture the Safe Zone with an air force, we can naturally go take a look.

But what he finds hardest to understand now is:

His Celestial Human Form has a problem.

The Celestial Human Form explicitly states that positive emotions will boost one's strength.

Even if only a faint trace, accumulating little by little can be quite considerable.

But there is none.

When demonstrating the "Divine Trace" in Bolaka today, the Celestial Human Form showed no reaction, gaining no strength at all.

This is unreasonable.

The Celestial Human Form passively absorbs positive emotions; it's impossible to have positive emotions and not absorb them.

That day, I already tested it on Fan Bing.

Even surprise, this kind of emotion, could increase my strength.

The fervor of Bolaka's nearly million-strong crowd could not fail to boost my strength.

Even.

Lin An had already noticed, upon entering the Amoeba Worm instance, that in the system privileges, emotional intensification was this point.

He had always believed this was one of his great enhancements.

Emotional amplification, isn't that just a covert increase in one's strength?

So, today's actions were not only brainwashing, using religious power to win over hearts.

On the other hand, it was also a test to see how much one's strength could soar under a million-fold emotional boost.

According to the plan, under a million-fold boost, his strength would definitely break through the Second Level Peak and reach pure Third Level bodily strength.

Even if it couldn't match the authentic Third Level with special abilities, the strength would certainly not differ much.

I originally thought it was a powerful trump card, but it turned out to be utterly useless.

The Celestial Human Form's ability has not failed.

Xiong Hanzi, when he occasionally gets happy, can still bring him a slight strength increase.

Moreover,

What struck Lin An as most strange was that the Death God Crystal also absorbed no Resentful Power at all.

Both trump cards completely failed.

The soldiers killed under his hand exceeded a thousand; logically, they should have brought at least a thousand points of Resentful Power.

Even if the people of this world are extremely weak, their soul strength cannot compare to that of the real world.

But surely it can't be zero, right?

Unable to absorb emotion, no Resentful Power is generated.

The hidden meaning behind this made him feel a chill.

The only good news is just one point.

The Fearful Body didn't increase its compatibility, still remained unmoved.

All these signs combined, leaving him somewhat short of breath.

Thinking to no avail, Lin An couldn't help but wake Huang Shaohua.

This suspected survivor of the previous Doomsday Game might know something.

"Black Dragon, spit out the crystal."

"Pfft"

The Black Dragon closed its eyes and gave two dissatisfied grunts, unhappy that Lin An disturbed its sleep.

The crystal was spit out.

Mental power pierced in.

Inside the crystal, Huang Shaohua's scattered spirit opened his eyes.

Each time Lin An finished using him, he would put him into a sleep state.

"Lord Lin An..."

The aged voice was somewhat hoarse.

Huang Shaohua gave a bitter smile and unconsciously began to survey his surroundings.

"A palace?"

"He should still be in the instance, just not sure which day it is."

Thinking that Lin An had brought him into the punishment instance, a wave of sorrow rose in his heart.

"Too miserable..."

Seeing Lin An's expression, his heart skipped a beat.

His face was gloomy, his mind unsettled.

"It's over, surely he's run into trouble—maybe he won't even wake up in a few days..."

Just thinking that if Lin An dies, he too will be gone.

Seeing Lin An remain silent for a long time, as if thinking about something.

For the first time, he began to feel anxious.

"Lord Lin An?"

"Is there anything you wish to ask, humble me? I will certainly tell all I know..."

After a moment, Lin An's gaze grew solemn as he slowly spoke:

"Huang Shaohua, what is the difference between lifeforms in the instance world and the real world?"

"I mean in essence."

The old man blinked, not quite grasping what Lin An meant to ask.

"What do you mean?"

"There probably isn't any essential difference—if they're human, there's usually none."

"At most, their physiques differ slightly, with only a minor outward difference."

"The essence of lifeforms is actually largely the same—at least for flesh-and-blood life."

"Sir, why are you asking this?"

Lin An's eyes flickered as he directly displayed the information of the Death God Crystal on his neck.

"A set component!!"

Inside the crystal, Huang Shaohua's eyes widened into ovals as he cried out in fright.

"My goodness! How could Lin An have a set component on him!"

"Although it's unfinished, it's still enough to shock him."

He remembered the Death God Crystal hanging on Lin An's neck, initially thinking it was just ordinary equipment.

"Goodness, Lin An was only first rank back then, right?"

"Obtaining a set component at first rank is like a newbie village level‑1 player getting a level‑99 dragon‑slaying blade!"

"No matter how damaged the seal, it shouldn't be something a first‑rank existence could obtain."

"This is basically cheating!"

Before he could recover, Lin An's next words filled him with fear.

"The Death God Crystal can absorb the negative emotions emitted when life dies."

"My talent can absorb the positive emotions emitted while life lives."

"But I killed many people yesterday, yet absorbed nothing."

Lin An's gaze was deep, and the Death God Crystal in his hand emitted a strange color.

Huang Shaohua is no fool; his mind trembled from the shock:

"You mean...??"

Lin An let out a long sigh, his expression complex as he looked out the window:

"The humans of this world."

"Very likely they are not human."

"Or rather, they have long been dead..."