Prodigal System in the Flourishing City-Chapter 1335 - 1336: Corpse Pool

As the screams echoed out, everyone turned their gaze to the girl.

The girl’s eyes had returned to normal by now, or rather, her usual lack of pupils.

The source of her scream was none other than the knife plunged into her thigh.

And the one holding the knife was herself!

Red Hair and Bald Head wanted to turn around and see but found themselves unable to move.

Meanwhile, Su Luoxue and Zhang Meng looked at the girl with confusion, not understanding why she would stab herself.

At this moment, the girl was kneeling on the ground, her body trembling uncontrollably.

She was scared! Truly scared!

Invading Lu Xiaobu’s mind had been smooth, completely lacking the strong counterattack and rebound like that bodyguard!

But once she entered, she realized what true terror was.

Because, the instant she entered, she became lost.

Vast!

That’s the only word she could use to describe it.

Lu Xiaobu’s mental world was like a vast universe, causing one to unconsciously become lost in it, unaware of their own downfall!

Don’t know if you’ve had this experience when you were young: staring at the stars from the rooftop, and becoming so immersed that you fall off the roof!

Oh, well, bad example—there aren’t many places now where you can see a sky full of stars.

Anyway, that’s the feeling!

The girl named Anna knew that if she didn’t wake up, she would become a living dead!

That’s what drove her, with her last ounce of will, to stab herself fiercely!

Terrifying! So terrifying!

She might have understood why Lu Xiaobu could easily make the boss unable to resist. Such a mental world, combined with control over the Earth Attribute, left no room for any Earth Element Superpower to resist him!

...

"Interesting," Lu Xiaobu’s lips curled up slightly; he had just felt the invasion.

He hadn’t expected that there would be superpower users on the mental level, increasingly interesting.

Just then,

The bartender, nearly crushed by the impending fear of death, finally spoke: "Let me go! Let me go!"

"Let’s go, take me to your energy baptism place to have a look," Lu Xiaobu said calmly.

"Alright, alright!"

The bartender didn’t hesitate for a moment.

He knew that one word of "no" would mean his end today.

...

Soon, they were heading towards the headquarters of the Sea Eagle.

The bartender wasn’t the leader of the Sea Eagle, just the captain of a small team.

Of course, the Energy Pool wasn’t in his hands.

Lu Xiaobu released the bartender, but still set a thin prison around him.

Of course, they knew it was a prison, but to outsiders, it seemed like the bartender was using his own ability to set up defenses.

"Alright, now how are you going to get us in?" Lu Xiaobu asked while sipping red wine taken from the bar.

"It just so happens that these three were scheduled for energy baptism these days; you can take their place and go in," the bartender said, enduring the pain and humiliation.

"Fine, you handle it," Lu Xiaobu was not interested in asking more, "If anything goes wrong, your life is forfeit, simple as that."

Lu Xiaobu wasn’t keen on detailed plans; he just wanted results.

Of course, barring any surprises, this guy was bound to play some tricks.

But there was no way to guard against such things, so he let it be.

Anyway, Lu Xiaobu’s thirty trillion Dragon Capturing Hand was beginning to charge.

If they dared to act up, he would crush them all!

He had already discovered the difference between Western and Eastern cultivation systems.

The Western method was simpler, more direct, and the results were immediate, quickly gaining combat capability.

However, their shortcomings were also apparent: severe attribute suppression, where as long as I had stronger control and power than you, you would be nothing in front of me.

In contrast, the Eastern cultivation method often required many years to gain a certain level of combat ability.

But it would never result in an absolute suppression like Lu Xiaobu’s.

In general, at the mid to low end, the West was faster and stronger, but at the high end, the East could completely crush with its complex combat methods.

...

Very soon, they arrived at the entrance of the base, and it suffices to say that they indeed snuck in.

"This is the Energy Pool," the bartender said, pointing to a not-so-large pool in front of them.

"This is it?" Lu Xiaobu frowned.

He did sense ample energy here, at least, a very sufficing Earth Attribute energy, presumably not lacking in other attributes as well.

"Why is the water here such a strange color?" Lu Xiaobu asked, pointing at the pool.

Do you know what color this pool was?

A light red, like diluted blood.

Lu Xiaobu even detected a faint rotting smell beneath the heavy scent that made one sneeze.

"This..." the bartender hesitated, but after glancing at the prison around him, he spoke: "This place is actually constructed from dead superpower users."

"What?" Lu Xiaobu immediately understood: "You mean, this place is actually a Corpse Transformation Land?"

What does constructing from dead superpower users mean?

Isn’t it just built from corpses?

"That’s not incorrect."

The bartender didn’t favor this description, but he nodded: "The predecessors turned into soil, nourishing us, the successors."

"Stop making it sound so nice! Basically, you gain power by eating corpses!" Lu Xiaobu said, feeling a wave of nausea.

He understood why the West could be so fast!

Damn it! Directly using energy from corpses for so-called energy baptism, how could it not be fast?!

In the Heavenly Dynasty, martial artists needed to convert energy from food into a type of pure energy the body could absorb, called Qi.

There’s a conversion process involved.

But here?

The energy from these corpses was already human energy, requiring no conversion, just absorption!

That’s why it’s so damn fast!

"This..." the bartender thought about arguing but knowing his life was in Lu Xiaobu’s hands, he kept silent.

"Master Lu, isn’t that a bit harsh?"

Just then, a voice drifted over.

The voice had a depth to it but was strangely magnetic, making one instinctively want to listen.

Evidently, as Lu Xiaobu had guessed, the bartender had played tricks; the real boss had arrived!