Struggle in the Steam Age

The daily four out of the five flowers that appeared this time are one kind of skill and three kinds of talent, among which the skill is naturally the unique writing skill of a writer. The talents are abnormal perception, twisted thinking, and money sacrifice. After seeing these things, Lawrence showed a strange expression on his face.

Because these conventional skills and talents are sinkholes from a normal point of view, not to mention that writing a book is a dead end, and writing skills are useless. Just for the latter three talents, after Lawrence saw the details of these talents clearly, he felt that these talents were really strange talents.

For example, the abnormal perception can greatly enhance the perception ability of the recipient, and the perception ability is basically the core talent for professionals such as god priests or druids, which can determine their ability on this extraordinary road. how far out. But the problem now is that this talent is called abnormal perception, that is to say, after possessing this talent, it is easy to perceive all kinds of strange existences. Partial.

The same is true for distorted thinking, which can increase the intelligence of the acquirer. It will have a huge bonus for many legal professions. But the corresponding thing is that after acquiring this talent, people like to think wildly, and eventually become as easy as some crazy mages or scientists to break through the bottom line.

The sacrifice of money is a little better than the previous two, allowing people to improve the efficiency of doing things by wasting money. Just like Lovecraft created a series of great works, and even created a certain genre of literature. But during his lifetime, he became poorer and poorer, and even had to move from Brooklyn, New York, to a small and poor house in Providence.

If you can specify the direction, then this talent should be very valuable. But the problem is that this talent is very in line with the unknown characteristics of the Cthulhu myth. Not only is it passively launched, but it also has a lot of randomness. It is very possible to wake up in the morning to find that half of your wealth is gone, but in exchange for double the speed of brushing your teeth in the morning.

"This is simply—" After watching the four regular flowers, Lawrence found that he was not satisfied with any of them, because the skills provided were really of little value, and although talents can greatly strengthen themselves, there are huge uncertainty. To him now, it is almost like a tasteless existence

After all, he now holds an extraordinary road leading directly to the Dao, and he also has enough power, wealth and status. Therefore, under such circumstances, Lawrence feels that the most suitable method for him now is the step-by-step, step-by-step development method, which does not require certain extremely high-risk gambles.

"Let's see what the fifth flower will give me this time. If it doesn't work, I'll choose the writing skill. I'll accept it even if it's a waste." After making up his mind, Lawrence focused his attention on this time because On the fifth flower produced by the higher grade of offerings.

Like the previous one, the information on the fifth flower this time is still very simple. In addition to stating that it is a special gift from Lovecraft, there is only the very famous line in the Cthulhu novel: Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn!", (in the eternal mansion , in R'lyeh, the sleeping Cthulhu awaits you in your dreams.)

"Should, it's not a big problem... right?" Lawrence fell into deep thought after seeing this sentence. In theory, Jianmu is absolutely fair in exchange. Since the value of the tentacle this time is not as good as that of the harpy god last time, theoretically speaking, the value of the thing this time should not be as good as last time.

But the problem is that the particularity of the Cthulhu Mythos makes him a little apprehensive. After all, there are too many uncontrollable factors in it. Sometimes a low energy level does not mean that this thing is not powerful. If this thing is too weird, it will definitely be a big trouble.

Although from a purely rational point of view, Lawrence thinks which writing ability he should choose, but the kind of human-specific curiosity and the reluctance that the benefits that should be obtained may fly away and continue to torment him, making him unable to make it to the end After hesitating for a long time, he still chose the most mysterious fifth flower.

"Anyway, Jianmu Space is still trustworthy, at least nothing out of my control will happen." Lawrence comforted himself in his heart after making up his mind. "Besides, it took so much effort to kill that monster before, it would be too bad to only have one writing ability."

While he was thinking, the other four unselected black flowers on the tree withered quickly. And the selected one quickly matured and turned into a yellow fruit wrapped in orange mist. Sure enough, compared to the orange mist with gold in it obtained after sacrificing the godhood of Harpy last time, the things obtained this time should be half a grade worse.

Ten seconds later, the fruit, which had grown to the size of an adult's fist, fell from the tree and landed in Lawrence's hands. Then a series of green and golden patterns slowly emerged from the fruit's peel, and at the same time the fruit gradually became round. Soon, the whole fruit turned into a small ball with golden and green patterns.

"It seems a little different from last time." Lawrence felt a little strange looking at the fruit that looked like a strange painted wooden bead in his hand.

At least this is completely different from the huge fruit last time. But considering the different offerings, this difference is also understandable.

After a whirling twirl, Lawrence found himself back on the bed in the lounge, even in the same posture as before. The only difference is that a baseball-sized fruit appeared in the empty hand before entering the Jianmu space, and it seems that it appeared here with the help of Jianmu's power.

And unlike the situation in the Jianmu space just now, this fruit suddenly became a lot more transparent, looking more like a gold and green crystal. At the same time, Lawrence could also feel that the touch of his fingertips had changed from the woody feeling just now to a cold feeling unique to stone.

"Let me see how this thing works." Lawrence muttered softly and released his mental power, and then manipulated his mental energy to slowly penetrate into the ball. A few seconds later, he perceived a series of information related to the sphere itself that the sphere sent him.

"You just need to input your own magic power to this sphere, and then everything can be activated." After receiving all the information, Lawrence also figured out how this thing should be used, "It looks very simple, I hope What comes out next will be more useful to me.”

Thinking of this, Lawrence raised the sphere and held it in his hands, and then began to inject magic power into it. With the injection of magic power, Lawrence saw that all the patterns on the fruit were slowly turning.

As time went by, Lawrence found that those patterns penetrated into the fruit little by little, and then formed a strange three-dimensional pattern in the center of the fruit.

At the same time, the periphery of the fruit became transparent. Let the whole fruit look like a snowball. And in the center of this snowball is a miniature city model formed after the two colors that originally appeared on the outer skin of the fruit entered the center of the fruit.

After the pattern inside the whole fruit gradually stabilized, the fruit that looked like a snowball floated up from Lawrence's hands, and at the same time the texture slowly blurred, looking like a phantom generally.

When the fruit floated unsteadily to the front of Lawrence's forehead, the snowball-like fruit had completely turned into a phantom. Then the phantom circled around Lawrence's head counterclockwise for a few times, and then turned into a stream of light that sank into his body from his forehead.