Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?-Chapter 338 - 340: The Terminator Bound by Nimea Lion’s Skin

Chapter 338: Chapter 340: The Terminator Bound by Nimea Lion’s Skin

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“A refrigerator? What is that, a box that freezes things?” Prometheus was bewildered. In his mind, he had come to understand that silicone-based life forms are probably equivalent to living puppets, but it was the refrigerator that puzzled him.

“I’m not worried. Although you, Dionysus, don’t always act justly, if judged by your status, these measures are necessary.” Hercules didn’t force Qin Muye to do good deeds; he had also seen Qin Muye’s difficult situation, the kind where one wrong move could lead to death.

“Just step outside—that’ll do. A Spirit Monster will arrange everything for you. Honestly, even today’s Hercules has more foresight than you.” Qin Muye said with a smile.

“Of course, there’s no problem. How should I leave this place, though? After all, I know nothing.” Prometheus didn’t refuse, as he naturally did not want to be left behind by the times.

“Well, he is very far-sighted.” Hercules didn’t mind Qin Muye’s blunt manner of speaking and didn’t take it to heart.

“Silicone-based life forms?” Hercules was somewhat puzzled.

“It’s doable, but this will affect my research, which is a bit troubling.” Qin Muye glanced at it and couldn’t help feeling helpless—without the lion skin to hold it down, he couldn’t handle the Terminator, let alone potentially being killed by it.

“Alright, then I’ll leave it to you.” Hercules said, and tore the lion skin off the Terminator.

“Okay, you can go to Briareos. They quite like that. When it’s time, you guys come over and take turns on duty. There shouldn’t be any objections to that, right?” Qin Muye meant that it was now Hercules’ turn to stay and protect him, with the others taking turns.

“The Spark Source, the origin and end of a certain silicone-based life form. Although I don’t know why it ended up in the hands of Heavenly Net, it’s probably because it’s from the same world.” Qin Muye explained.

“It seems that in these past years, the gods have undergone changes that I am unaware of.” Prometheus realized this naturally.

“Similar to this Terminator, you can imagine them as a home refrigerator turned into a person.” Qin Muye said.

“That’s wonderful, I’ll take a step ahead then. I’ll come tomorrow to replace you, Hercules.” After speaking, Prometheus left in the direction Qin Muye had pointed out.

“That’s just great, your miraculous power is much faster than learning by myself.” Hercules knew how peculiar Qin Muye’s scholarship was; he would understand as soon as he was taught, without even needing to exert much effort, just listening attentively was enough.

“You’d better watch first, and I’ll teach you when I have spare time. Then you can review it on your own,” Qin Muye said.

“Aren’t you worried?” Qin Muye asked in return.

“I am back, Dionysus. See if this will do.” Hercules threw the Terminator down on the ground.

“Let me do it. After all, it’s just a puppet,” Prometheus said at the right moment.

“I detected a whiff of the Spark on this Terminator. Interesting, but it seems a bit different.” As a divine being who had stolen the Spark, Prometheus had not noticed it before, but when he got close, he felt something was different.

“You might as well make use of the downtime. You can have Hercules show you around to experience modern life, lest you return to being a country bumpkin, which would hardly suit the name of Prometheus.” Qin Muye teased.

“A refrigerator is a box for storing and freezing food, ensuring the food does not spoil,” Qin Muye explained to Prometheus.

“Art must be integrated into life. By the way, do you have any books on physics and mathematics here? I feel that to perfect Dionysus’s Dark Star, this essential knowledge is indispensable,” Hercules asked.

“Yes, I’ll have someone bring them to you. It’s best to start from the basics.” When Qin Muye originally imparted his knowledge to him, although he was forcibly taught through academics, the necessary knowledge points were there; some he might not fully understand, but at least he knew how to learn.

“Tsk, your art of speaking is still very clever, at least much better than mine,” Qin Muye felt that Hercules had a high emotional intelligence in conversation.

The Spark Source of the Transformers is to a certain extent related to the myth of Prometheus stealing the Spark. Now, encountering the original owner, it naturally felt familiar.

After all, he had always been wandering the Mortal World, and was not familiar with the changes among the gods.

However, previously, the Nimia Giant Lion had already been revived by Typhon, and now is roaming the Horror Universe, embroiled in battles, having dodged a bullet. If it weren’t for this incident, it probably would still be dead.

Unlike some protagonists who can learn Cultivation Techniques without professional knowledge, they only need to follow the book to absorb energy, and once they break through to the next Realm, they switch to another Cultivation Technique and continue the cycle.

Don’t think that just because he’s Hercules he’s a brute, Zhang Fei is impulsive, but that doesn’t mean he’s witless.

There’s no choice, one must bite the bullet and continue learning; after all, the Dark Star of Dionysus is no ordinary cultivation method.

Of course, enemies are excluded—Qin Muye is only good to his own people.

Once the person had gone far enough, Qin Muye then said, “It seems that Prometheus is worried I might deceive you.”

For Hercules, there indeed exists a sense of good and evil, but stance and allegiance must also be considered. If the other side is willing to talk peace, he would persuade Qin Muye to restrain himself; but clearly, the other side wants Qin Muye’s life. This is already war, and in war one cannot speak of good and evil, only of victory and defeat.

And Hecate, well, she cares more about her own authority than learning—an ailment common amongst the Titans.

However, Prometheus, with his experiences in creating humans and stealing the spark, is a bit more adept at these matters.

Hercules is not a Titan; he’s a hybrid and was educated accordingly from a young age.

Hercules is barely considered one of his own, so Qin Muye does not withhold knowledge from him.

Indeed, Hercules is at a loss; he’s more adept at solving enemies with physics than with spell-related problems, where he’s at a disadvantage.

Just like the superpower of Magnetic Field Rotation that can be cultivated, even creating a world wouldn’t be a problem.

It doesn’t look like there’s much of a problem, the Terminator is wrapped quite tightly in a lion skin, and even though it’s composed of liquid metal, it has no way to break free.

After finishing one book, Hercules frowned and said, “Although I have the knowledge Dionysus passed onto me, I don’t feel suited for these tasks; perhaps Athena can help me.”

Qin Muye is not stingy either; the knowledge learned has no great value to him.

After all, he’s been through trials. He naturally has a high emotional intelligence—otherwise, how could he complete the Twelve Trials and win over a beautiful woman? He has some genuine skills.

Soon enough, the books were arranged to be delivered, and Hercules began to read as soon as he got them; however, the more he read, the more overwhelmed he felt, similar to an athlete reading a book, for his expertise did not lie there.

That’s why Hercules turned to Qin Muye for this knowledge.

He is not like those protagonists who hoard everything; as long as he can learn it, he naturally wouldn’t mind such things.

He’s been in Qin Muye’s territory for quite some time and has never enjoyed the benefits. On the contrary, he has spent his time watching Qin Muye analyse the Terminator, so there’s much he doesn’t understand.

He has vision, but it’s not very broad; he hasn’t thought about making every server or instance native inhabitant as mighty as a dragon—nor is he obligated to do so.

He’s referring to a level 8 Terminator, and it would be a bit risky for Qin Muye alone.

Besides, he’s here to help Qin Muye win a war, not to maintain justice.

This caused even Prometheus to pause, then recover, “But all our people have gone, are you sure that’s not a problem?”

This primary Cultivation System, stemming from the four Basic Forces, naturally requires a vast amount of knowledge to perfect and optimize, in order to grow further.

This lion skin is certainly not ordinary; it is from one of the Twelve Trials, the skin of the Nimia Giant Lion, progeny of Typhon and Echidna, and thus extremely powerful.

But he underestimated Prometheus, an old monster who has lived for who knows how many years. Using some unknown power, the Terminator’s body was gradually fixed in place, and although the liquid metal surged wildly, even initiating Magnetic Field Rotation, it was to no avail.

As for Hades… mainly because he’s unwilling to learn, and there’s nothing Qin Muye can do about it, same goes for Persephone.

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The Terminator immediately moved the moment it recovered, with its sights naturally set on Qin Muye—who else could it be?

In the end, it became a living statue.