I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 259 - 259 258. Cat Addiction_1

Chapter 259: 258. Cat Addiction_1 Chapter 259: 258. Cat Addiction_1 This time, the skull that appeared in Lu Ban’s palm was starkly different.

It resembled that of a large canine, with a semi-translucent, crystalline structure, extremely cold, as if made of congealed ice crystals. Holding it, Lu Ban felt an icy chill to the bone. Despite it being early summer, the entire room felt like the dead of winter.

“So cold.”

With that exclamation, Lu Ban immediately crushed the skull.

The ice crystals turned to powder, and a grayish-white mist swirled around Lu Ban before seeping into his brain.

Countless harsh whispers echoed inside his head.

“…I have stood guard here for twelve years, never seen such a heavy snow before, it’s coming, they are coming…”

“…Once the red moon appears, it signifies the arrival of the Demonic Tide. The twelve tides of the Demonic Tide never appear simultaneously, the easiest to deal with is the heat, while the most difficult is the Weird Mirror…”

“…I am the sword in the darkness, the guardian of the Black Forest, I am the flame that resists the cold, the light of dawn, and the horn that awakens the sleepers…”

“…Ridiculous, nothing but a rabble, yet wishing to battle the demonic beasts of the Black Forest, if you ask me, the best use of sharpening your blades is to make it neater for yourselves to commit suicide when those monsters arrive…”

“…Only three days are needed for the red moon to fade, and with it, the Demonic Tide will also weaken. We only need to hold out for three days…”

Unlike the whispers from before, this time, there were more human voices, speaking the language of a foreign domain. Translated by the Silent Lands, the meanings of their words reached Lu Ban’s ears, making his head spin.

Unable to help himself, Lu Ban closed his eyes, and only after a moment did he regain his composure.

“Indeed, it is the Demonic Tide from the Night Country. The twelve tides of the Demonic Tide seem to appear according to some pattern, with only one type of demonic beast attacking each time. I hope to encounter the Winter Wolf. Going by the Demonic Tide, it should be Frost, definitely very cold.”

Associating it with the bone-chilling cold of the skull he had just crushed, Lu Ban figured that this Demonic Tide was very likely Frost.

“The heat must relate to a Demonic Tide with fire, but what is the Weird Mirror, a haunting Demonic Tide?”

Lu Ban had acquired a few terms, including heat, Weird Mirror, thorns, and perpetual darkness—naturally, including Frost as well—each corresponding to a different Demonic Tide. The specifics, he figured, would probably need to be asked of the locals.

“Based on the knowledge I’ve obtained, most people from the Hei Tower are those without talent, unable to learn magic. In the Night Country, such people are inherently weaker. No wonder they’re called a disorganized crowd.”

“Although the Gray Tower would dispatch a number of mages to hold the fort when the Demonic Tide comes, the areas they can cover are still too limited, just defending against the Demonic Tide is already devastating.”

The life of convenient magic use described by Shia in the Gray Tower might already be the peak existence in the Night Country—below that is a miserable world suffering from the harassment of demonic beasts day in, day out.

On second thought, even Shia, who had mastered the Dissociation Spell, was merely a Proxy—official mages, who control a greater number and more powerful array of spells, undoubtedly outmatch her. Even such mages are unable to completely withstand the Demonic Tide; such must be its vastness.

Lu Ban felt he couldn’t go there empty-handed.

Even if not counting the yet-to-be-paid box office split from “The Madman’s Mouth,” the money he had previously earned amounted to over a hundred million in capital.

While it was not feasible domestically, he could go abroad and buy some military supplies while traveling.

Items like personal thermobaric bombs, personal sniper mortars, armored vehicles, portable rocket launchers—all of it.

However, after checking the lethality of modern warfare weaponry, Lu Ban felt it was somewhat not worth it.

In simple terms, the lethality of weapons known to the public is either underestimated or overestimated.

For instance, some might think a few tactical nuclear weapons can destroy a city, but in reality, they might only be able to demolish a small neighborhood. Likewise, some believe that a single rocket can only blow up one room, but in reality, it might spell doom for an entire building.

At the same time, supply is a big issue.

The amount of ammunition one person can carry is extremely limited, and as for something as big as an armored vehicle, the Silent Lands certainly won’t allow Lu Ban to drive it to a foreign domain.

If left without ammunition, then the weaponry would quickly become useless.

“I feel like I still need to seek out those profiteers.”

Lu Ban opened the Silent Department Store.

Now with tens of thousands of Silence Points, Lu Ban could afford Fine quality items without looking at the price; he could even consider Contamination quality.

He soon found an item that could be considered a major killer weapon.

“Abyssal Maw”

“Contamination”

“A mouth that can devour most items.”

“Originating from the depths of the Black Forest in the Night Country, it is said to have once been part of the body of a leader from a Demonic Tide.”

“The biggest problem is how to carry it, as it will devour its possessor as well and emits a foul stench.”

“Hehehehe—”

“Price: 114,514 Silence Points”

This was an item that appeared in the shop’s latest refresh, a “Contamination” quality item, priced at a whopping hundred thousand Silence Points. Its effect is also excellent—supposedly, just toss it into a group of monsters, and it will keep devouring a large number of them.

The downside is that it’s too expensive. After purchasing it, Lu Ban would be left with nothing. And it looked like carrying it could be problematic; one might get devoured by it before even encountering monsters.

He looked for more items.

He then flipped to an item he had seen before but hadn’t considered.

“Cat Poisoning”

“Contamination”

“A cute kitty that heals the heart at first sight.”

“In some areas of the Wasteland, a curse is a tangible entity, varied and bizarre due to the influence of Saints.”

“This kitty has the power to make all who see it abandon any evil thoughts, focusing only on caressing it, pleasing it, until they offer up everything they have.”

“Kitty, hehe, my kitty.”

“Price: 99,999 Silence Points”

At first glance, this item seemed very heartwarming, and even Lu Ban couldn’t help but want to immediately shut up and spend his money on it. But after reading the description carefully, he felt that he might not be able to control this kitty and end up being the first person captured by it.

“If there’s a chance, it could actually be used in a critical moment.”

He concluded it like that.

As he flipped through the pages, Lu Ban saw another new item on the shelves.

“Minor Calamity Generator”

“Contamination”

“Have you ever been so tired that you wish a natural disaster would strike so you wouldn’t have to go to work?”

“The Minor Calamity Generator from He Dao is your best choice. Just adjust it to the right setting, and you can cause disasters within a certain scope, which means your bosses, clients, and colleagues won’t be pestering you to work. It can be used repeatedly!”

“Of course, it might malfunction sometimes, but rest assured, we have yet to receive any return complaints from customers.”

“‘Flawlessly impeccable, indefectible, you have no idea how it’s made!'”

“Price: 88,488 Silence Points”

Almost ninety thousand Silence Points, but what attracted Lu Ban was the fact it could be reused.

Facing the assault of numerous monsters, using this thing to create an earthquake or a thunderstorm, or countering a storm by triggering a volcanic eruption seemed like a good choice.

Also, the item’s quality seemed very reliable since there were no records of returns, which implies that users are highly satisfied.

“It’s decided, this is the one.”

Lu Ban decisively purchased the item.