Chapter 1830

Facts have proven that Doomsday's evolutionary ability is not only reflected in hard power; her continuously effective passive ability allows her to absorb the talents of people around her like a sponge absorbing water.

Because she also likes playing video games, Helen would run to Schiller's nursing home and clinic whenever she was free, often playing with various Spider-Men and the yellow-skinned mouse. After spending a long time with Schiller, she also absorbed a considerable amount of talent for "wool-shearing."

Next, Helen showed Strange how to shear the "wool" of demons with the highest efficiency to fill his own stomach.

She set up two different portals in two different rooms, with the goal of bullying the weak and fearing the strong. One of the portals was for the "civilized" faction; simply put, it was to call over those demons that could not be destroyed or completely devoured, and then talk terms with them.

The content of the transaction is easy to talk about; the key is to play tricks on the rules and contracts. Although stupid demons are in the minority, being able to trick one is a profit.

Others that cannot be tricked can also be paid in installments, dragging it out as long as possible. Once one is strong enough, one can directly default on the debt. Whoever dares to come to the door will get a beating.

The portal for the "martial" faction is very simple. It mainly filters out some demons that are unrelated to rules and do not affect the structure of the universe. However, Helen does not swallow the other side in one gulp like Strange; instead, she cuts off as much as is extended, and if the rest runs away, it runs away. There is no need to eat it all at once.

Helen explained earnestly to Strange, "Even my digestive ability is limited. If I eat too much at once, I must concentrate on digesting, and then the time for digestion is completely wasted."

"It's better to take a small bite at a time. While digesting slowly, it doesn't affect the combat power during the next wool-shearing. Moreover, as long as the sheep is still alive, the wool will always grow. If you let them go and summon them again after a while, can't you take another bite?"

"But they are not that stupid." Strange said, "If you summon them this time and devour their energy, will they still come next time?"

"Of course not, so you have to play tricks on the summoning array." Helen said confidently with her arms crossed, "If this IP address is blacklisted, can't you change to another one? If you can't trick one, you can open ten accounts. If he has the ability, he should never answer a summons again from now on; otherwise, this wool is definitely going to be sheared."

Just like that, Strange gradually mastered the techniques. In fact, it wasn't difficult. Strange had been stuck in a dead end before and hadn't turned the corner.

He was anxious to save his girlfriend before, stuffing whatever he saw into his mouth, absorbing as much energy as he could, and ignoring what he couldn't absorb, without considering sustainable development at all.

But now, thinking about it, there is no need to be so anxious. As long as the energy accumulates to a certain extent, causing a qualitative change in his body, he will possess a certain degree of immortality. Then, even if he tries once a day, he has endless years to use for attempts.

In that case, eating energy until he explodes or destroying the universe by eating too much becomes a very uneconomical thing. Once the goal changes from saving his girlfriend to staying with her forever, the waiting in front of him is not unacceptable.

After figuring this out, Strange seemed to have had his Ren and Du meridians opened. One moment he was talking eloquently in front of a huge demon phantom, and the next he was flying up and down in front of the portal, using a golden magic whip to cut off the arms that the demons extended from the portal.

Not long after, Strange, standing in the center of the library hall, felt like he was reborn.

His whole body was filled with abundant energy, and faint magic radiance overflowed from his eyes, mouth, and nose. He opened his arms slightly, and the moment he clenched his fists, the magic energy that had dissipated on the periphery was retracted into his body, condensing into substance, and the refined light flashed in his pupils.

Strange landed. Helen and the other two cheered and ran over. Strange knelt on one knee, touched Helen's head, looked into her eyes, and said, "Thank you. I don't know how to express my gratitude."

"You don't think this is the end, do you?" Helen crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow, saying, "It's far from it."

Then Helen paced in front of Strange, thinking while saying, "The so-called absolute fixed point in time is actually a dead loop on the timeline in a certain universe. And the most important reason why you cannot break this dead loop is that you are also a grasshopper on this line. No matter how hard you struggle, you are always a grain of sand in the long river of time, and you must flow downstream with the river water."

"And to break the loop, you must become a person on the shore." Helen stopped, looked up at Strange, and said, "And the only way to do this is to ascend."

Strange frowned. He waited quietly for Helen's follow-up. Sure enough, Helen said, "Iron Man in our universe ascended to become the Iron Demon God through his wisdom and enough energy. I think you can do it too."

"First of all, you are the Sorcerer Supreme, which shows that you possess the top magic talent in the entire universe, and your status in the universe is on par with Iron Man's wisdom. So the gap between you is energy."

"How much energy did your father use to ascend?" Strange grasped the key and asked.

"Very, very, very, very much." Helen used "very" several times. She shook her head lightly and said, "That was a gluttonous feast in our universe. Unfortunately, I wasn't born yet. Otherwise, I would have let them see the power of the largest vacuum cleaner."

Strange opened his mouth but stopped. Helen could see what he wanted to say. She shook her head again and said, "I'm afraid we don't have the conditions to hold such a feast now. It requires the right time, the right place, and the right people. More importantly, it requires a Dr. Schiller, and he is not here now."

"But I think we also have a way to get you enough energy, it just depends on whether you have the guts."

Strange narrowed his eyes.

Ten minutes later, Harley slapped a book onto the ground with a "snap," and everyone leaned their heads in.

Through the gaps between their heads, one could see countless terrifying images drawn in the book, as well as dense introductory text that was overwhelming.

A slightly immature little hand pressed on the page of the book, and then slid down with a finger. Helen said, "Outer Gods, also known as the Call from the Depths of the Stars, are a group of gods with mysterious origins, powerful strength, and almost no relationship with the rules of the universe. There is definitely a lot that can be done with them."

Helen licked her lips and swallowed involuntarily, as if she were missing some delicacy. She said, "For ordinary people, everything about the gods of this pantheon is taboo. Just one look will drive them crazy, but I think we can fully understand the principles behind it and use the parts that can be used. Just like poison, it can often treat certain diseases."

Strange stared tightly at the contents of the Necronomicon and looked at Helen, saying, "Tell me in detail."

"First of all, in the legends about the Outer Gods, people went crazy after witnessing taboo knowledge. If we combine it with the brainwave theory we mentioned earlier, could it be that the electrical waves carrying knowledge transmitted by the Outer Gods disrupted human brainwaves, thereby causing humans to exhibit various crazy behaviors?"

"If so, can we shield the electrical waves that transmit knowledge, or find their location by reversing the electrical waves they transmit, so as to obtain power from them?"

"Will they make contracts with humans?"

"Most of them won't." Harley shook her head and said, "I have finished reading this whole book. Most Outer Gods exist blindly, just like stars without consciousness. There are also some who are interested in humans and will respond to human summons, but their goals are unknown, usually just to watch the fun."

"Our goal is those blind and foolish Outer Gods who won't respond. Since they are confused and chaotic, they shouldn't notice if we borrow a little power, right?"

Strange nodded, indicating that he understood the plan of Helen and the others. After thinking for a while, he said, "In other words, some Outer Gods are collections of power with self-defense programs. Their divine thoughts and intentions cannot be understood by orderly life, but their power can be used by us."

"And what we have to do is bypass their self-defense programs to obtain their power, right?"

Helen and Harley nodded together, and Helen recalled the power she felt from the demon that first responded to the summoning array when she was responding to Strange's summoning array.

She looked at Strange and asked, "Which evil god did you want to summon at the beginning?"

Strange hesitated for a moment and didn't speak. Harley immediately narrowed her eyes. Under her pressing gaze, Strange still spoke, "I felt a trace of aura. He is a very special guy, very powerful, very dangerous, but I need his power."

"Who?"

"Shuma-Gorath."

Strange took a deep breath and then sighed it out. He said, "I have seen him confront the Ancient One. In my eyes, my teacher was already the most powerful human in this universe, but when facing Shuma, she was still somewhat powerless."

Harley immediately pounced on the big book on the ground and flipped through a few pages. A very familiar image appeared on the page.

That was a demon composed of tentacles, with only a circular eye in the very center. In the records of the Necronomicon, he was not called Shuma-Gorath, but the Great Old One, the Eye of Destruction, Cthugha.

Tracing back along the lineage, Cthugha's father was called Cxaxukluth, known as the Dark Silent One, the Great Old One known as the purest darkness.

And if traced further up, his paternal relative was Ubbo-Sathla, known as the Source of Sources and the Ultimate Ancestor God, considered the prototype of all life on Earth.

Looking at the description of Ubbo-Sathla, everyone discovered that it was the Outer God that best fit the description of "blind and foolish." It was a huge protoplast, between a spiritual body and a material body, without its own consciousness, just continuously splitting into some amorphous life forms.

Looking at such a description, Helen rubbed her hands, her eyes as excited as if she had seen a new fat sheep. But unfortunately, the Necronomicon did not record how to communicate with this ancient Outer God, nor did it have a corresponding summoning array.

In other words, if they wanted to contact Ubbo-Sathla, I'm afraid they would still have to go through Cthugha and his father Cxaxukluth. Although Ubbo-Sathla was not that aggressive, the Eye of Destruction and the Pure Darkness were not easy to mess with.

Things returned to the starting point. How on earth were they going to bypass the crazy impact of the Great Old Ones to obtain their power?

Just then, Helen proposed a possibility. She said, "Can we simulate brainwaves through magnetic fields to create a dummy to lure the Great Old Ones to attack, and then we sneak attack from behind?"