I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early-Chapter 603 - 439: Lord Ancient Worm, It’s Only the 155th Year Now

Chapter 603 -439: Lord Ancient Worm, It’s Only the 155th Year Now

[Now, we are in a state of negotiation, and the transaction is not yet completed. You may ask me some questions.]

[I can choose to remain silent, but once I speak, I must tell the truth.]

[Be thorough with your questions, and don’t blame me if you end up tricked.] The Ancient Worm even seemed kind-hearted.

Lu Yuan had no hesitation then, asking directly: “Why would you sell it so cheaply? Merely a favor?”

What a sharp question.

The Ancient Worm remained silent for a long while: [First, I am not the protagonist of this era, not favored by this world…]

[I must rely on the Underground Alliance to catch a sliver of luck, whereas you can create your own fortune.]

[That is the stark difference.]

[If I assist you now, should I ever face hardship in the future, you may well repay the favor to me, Ancient Worm.]

[Second, holding onto this thing would only increase the crisis. At the end of the last epoch, I was attacked by [Ghosts], and it was very likely caused by this.]

[Information bears sin, and treasures carry poison. The more you gain, the greater the crises you face in the future.]

[It depends on whether you are willing to bear it.]

It spoke in a deepened tone: [If you’re afraid, you can abandon it halfway. There will certainly be a civilization that will pick it up and utilize it, such a immense treasure!]

[But I, Ancient Worm, having weathered this tribulation, might not be able to endure it.]

“Then, could I destroy it and transform it into Spirit Essence? After all, it’s Immortal Equipment.”

[You can, but I advise you not to do so.]

“Why?”

[I don’t know, just a premonition. I did not do so even in my most dire moments.]

“Alright… It’s like a hot potato.”

Lu Yuan fell silent. He was now the elephant in the room, at the stage where debt did not burden one anymore.

The level of human understanding was still manageable, merely a slightly stronger Second-level Civilization, some distance from a Third-level Civilization.

Lu Yuan’s understanding was somewhat exaggerated; he had dug up too much historical information, and he was still a “myth”.

Moreover, “information bears sin” implicitly answered a question: why did the civilizations of the Ancient Era have to sever their legacies to survive into the next Epoch?

Because severing legacies is akin to extinguishing information, thus reducing the difficulty of surviving the Epoch Disaster.

Even like ordinary animals and plants, blissfully unaware, they easily passed through the disaster.

So, what is the Epoch Disaster? This must be information with a great original sin—those who possess knowledge, die!!

Lu Yuan sighed softly: “Then, what about the Underground Alliance; can’t they make use of this palace?”

“As your direct lineage, why don’t you give it to them and instead give it to me?”

The Ancient Worm seemed to be taken aback by his question, staring at Lu Yuan with wide eyes.

Never seen someone so suspicious. Is it not good for me to give you something?

It took quite a while before it responded: [Alas… they’re just too incompetent. It’s already midway through All Epoch, and they can only forge Legendary items.]

[How can I put my hopes on them? They can’t even cure a simple Withering Disease.]

The Ancient Worm said sorrowfully: [A bunch of losers; by the end of the epoch, they might still be forging Legendary items. A single drop of blood from a [Ghost] could annihilate them.]

[Unlike you, who have already researched [Ghosts]. It’s better to place my hopes on you.]

“Cough cough…” Lu Yuan couldn’t help feeling a bit embarrassed, humans had also nearly been wiped out by a drop of blood.

He had just thought of diverting the topic when he suddenly noticed that the engravings on the table lit up, and he quickly focused his mind.

In this place, you have the right to remain silent.

But you must engage in honest trade, and not tell lies.

Of course, the power of the Greedy Demon God is capable of resisting the lie-detecting mechanisms of the Heaven Palace.

But when resisting such suppression, the engravings would change, even brighten and flicker; everyone would know you’re blabbering nonsense, and you would end up embarrassing yourself instead.

So after pondering for a moment, he spoke: “Lord Ancient Worm, it’s only year 155 now, it’s uncertain whether it is indeed the Mid-Era. But I think the potential of the Underground Alliance should also be considerable; you shouldn’t belittle yourself.”

It’s not that he was being nobly moral.

Such matters are best made clear to avoid disputes later on.

This palace is indeed a treasure, but it carries a lot of karma; it may have a very potent “poison”. Taking it rashly would only increase risks unnecessarily.]

[I know, I’ve been asleep for 15,500 years…] The Ancient Worm said emotionally, [I’ve stood guard for so long, if without merit, there has been hard work.]

[I, Ancient Worm, am not adept at arithmetic, but I can still manage simple addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division. They really don’t have much potential; better to think of a way to survive into the next epoch.]

“No, no, no, it’s Pangu Continent’s 155th year.”

“I can’t lie here, it is indeed the 155th year of Pangu Continent, no need to multiply by a hundred. But it feels as if we are in the Mid-Era, as the ‘Gods’ in heaven claim.”

The vast Immortal Palace fell suddenly silent!

What are you talking about, you must be deceiving me!

Those black compound eyes stared at Lu Yuan as if looking at a freak. Could it be that the Underground Alliance indeed has great potential? Did I misjudge them?

Its six insect legs scratched at the ground.

Wait a minute!

Then… what’s the deal with you?

155 years, how come you’re already a myth?

“I, am the first myth of the Ninth Epoch, Greedy Demon God.” Lu Yuan sat carelessly in his chair, shaking his head, “Is there a problem? There’s always a first, right? Maybe there’s already a second, a third?”

The massive brain of the Ancient Insect fell into an unknown state. A 155-year myth, 20,000 points of luck, what does that even mean?

And what about that… Mid-Era?

This series of keywords gave it a headache, and it almost cursed out loud: “How dare you deceive an insect.”

But the Palace of Transactional Information is no place for outright lies. It was utterly convinced of this function.

If all this is true, then what does it imply?

[Greedy Demon God?]

It didn’t have many expectations for a lot of things, just getting by.

Its intelligence wasn’t high either. Compared to those cunning creatures, it really was just average. The name [Insect], just doesn’t sound all that impressive, certainly not like the beings called [Ghost] or [Demon].

But the Ninth Epoch is said to be the last one, and there are some things you cannot avoid, even if you try.

The Ancient Insect… fell into deep thought.

Its brain was almost boiling!

Its antennas twitched, and it suddenly began to beg: [Considering this, the Underground Alliance can’t compare to Human Civilization. Giving it to you is just right!]

[Besides 10 points of luck, how about you give me ten thousand Spirit Essence? No, a million perhaps?]

[I’m broke and need to repair my body. You should have plenty of Spirit Essence, right? Wouldn’t it be reasonable for you to give me more?]

Lu Yuan was taken aback and almost fell off his chair. This old geezer really had thick skin.

After quite a while, he finally spoke: “Senior, forging a myth is no easy task, and I’ve used up all my capital.”

“Giving you ten thousand Spirit Essence, I wouldn’t be able to live on, would I?”

“Don’t you know how precious ten thousand Spirit Essence of the 155th year are? I can only give you three hundred! That’s the medical fee I’ve worked hard to earn, I can give it back to you, but not a penny more.”

Oddly enough, his statement wasn’t judged to be a lie, especially the part about “using up all my capital”, which showed that Lu Yuan genuinely believed this.

That means the evaluation mechanism here actually involves one’s subconscious cognition.

If in your subconscious, the words you say are true, even if it doesn’t match the objective facts, the Immortal Palace won’t react excessively.

This is actually something that can be manipulated—just alter your own memory, and that’s that, isn’t it?

Of course, the reason for this loophole is because the power of the Immortal Palace is still limited.

If it could discern whether every statement is an “objective fact”, it would essentially be an all-knowing, omnipotent source of information, belonging to an unknown level beyond “myth”. Take a simple example, if an old man keeps testing here “I can live to be 100 years old,” “I can live to be 101 years old,” if he goes through these tests one by one, isn’t that the same as predicting the future?

Or if someone blabbers nonsense like “the Riemann hypothesis is true,” “the Goldbach conjecture is true,” if the Immortal Palace could actually test these, wouldn’t it directly become a supreme scientific research machine?

Obviously these things are not feasible. The “Immortal Palace” is just a subconscious detection mechanism, plus some minor, perhaps common-sense based mechanisms.

Surprisingly, the Ancient Insect wasn’t greedy: [Alright, alright, 10 points of luck, plus 300 Spirit Essence, in exchange for the Immortal Palace. Let’s settle it like this, if you agree, it’s a deal.]

[With great power comes great responsibility, the future is yours, Greedy Demon God.]

Lu Yuan, in the end, did not reject this temptation.

After all, Humans know less information than he does.

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If worse comes to worst, at the end of the era, he could simply detach from Humanity and face the disaster on his own.

“Should I, the Greedy Demon God, fear danger? I’ve come this far.”