diymy Chapter 5 Spiritual Source
Chapter 5 Spiritual Source
Chang Yuan was unaware of the intricacies of officialdom in the Ming Dynasty; he simply responded with a sincere smile after sensing everyone's goodwill.
But sincerity is the ultimate weapon.
His smile conveyed sincerity to every member of the Imperial Guards, moving them deeply after their initial surprise and inspiring a sense of inexplicable closeness.
The unspoken jealousy, envy, and hatred hidden in the hearts of the captains vanished in the face of their sincere smiles.
Looking at Chang Yuan's smile, the flag officer couldn't help but think of his own son.
He immediately shook his head: Ha, my little rascal is as dull as a block of wood and as stubborn as a donkey.
Should I create another alt account?
What if he were to give birth to a prodigy?
The flag officer grew increasingly angry and roared, "Have you all rested enough?"
"Hurry up and pack up after you've rested enough. When the constables from Chenliu County arrive, you'll be in for a world of trouble."
The Imperial Guards immediately sprang into action, clearing the battlefield and rescuing their comrades.
Then comes the Embroidered Uniform Guard's specialty—confiscation of property!
The primary objective was to confiscate the documents and letters in the manor; any official or wealthy merchant implicated would become a new target for the Embroidered Uniform Guard's raids.
The second target was gold and silver. The Embroidered Uniform Guards were loyal and strictly disciplined, but they also needed to eat.
As an officer, Chang Yuan did not need to participate in dirty work, so he could sit down and rest with peace of mind and carefully maintain his revolver.
But he soon noticed something unusual: on the dark blue-green monster's corpse, which had been blown in the head, words were slowly appearing.
[Spiritual Source +6]
Chang Yuan observed the corpse calmly for a long time, making sure that no one else could see the entry before standing up. He walked to the corpse as naturally as possible, pretending to look at the corpse out of curiosity, but actually carefully observing the entry.
After hesitating for a moment, Chang Yuan reached out and grabbed the entry, and a wisp of colorless air flowed into his body.
The airflow transforms into a warm torrent within the body, circulating continuously along the meridians, quickly warming the entire body.
My right wrist, which was injured by the shock, my strained muscles, and all the bruises started to feel hot, accompanied by an intense itch that went deep into my bones.
The itching comes on suddenly and goes away quickly.
Once the itching subsided, the wrist, muscles, and bruises had fully recovered.
The terms displayed in the field of vision have also changed.
Entry: [Precision] (Can be enhanced), [Qi Consumption]
Spiritual Source: 6
Chang Yuan first looked at the newly added entry "Eating Qi".
【Eating Qi】: Consuming the primordial energy of heaven and earth, seizing the creation of the gods.
The interpretation was far too broad. Chang Yuan recognized each character individually, but he had no idea what it meant when put together.
He swallowed hard and looked at the so-called "spiritual source".
【Spiritual Source】: Consuming Qi transforms into spiritual source, nourishes the foundation of the Dao, and strengthens the entry.
Chang Yuan suddenly realized that consuming Qi could obtain spiritual energy, and spiritual energy could enhance certain attributes!
Spiritual energy is a resource, so of course the more the better!
Chang Yuan looked at the house where he had last shot. Since the dark blue-skinned monster could drop spiritual resources, would the cult leader also drop them?
Is it a weasel or some other evil spirit?
What about the cultists?
Even the shattered altar?
An excited Chang Yuan strolled around the entire manor, pretending to admire his victory, and carefully examined all the corpses.
Sure enough, the cult leader produced more spiritual energy than the dark blue-skinned monster, a full 8 points.
However, no weasel evil spirits appeared. Although not all cultists could drop them, the more than one hundred corpses still produced 12 points of spiritual energy.
What surprised Chang Yuan the most was the shattered sacrificial altar.
A full 33 points of spiritual energy.
It is more than the output of all living things combined.
He already has 59 points of spiritual energy, so what's there to wait for!
Dark blue, add some points!!
【Accuracy】==>【Accuracy+1】: Within 200 meters, 100% accuracy.
Spiritual Source: 59 => 49
Chang Yuan looked at the doubled range on the entry and focused his attention on the entry, activating its effect.
A person at a distance of about 200 meters looks about the size of a soybean, and you can't even see their face clearly.
But once the precise keyword is activated, he can accurately lock onto the target's brow.
Moreover, this was in the countryside, on a night when only starlight illuminated the scene, which did not affect the "precise" targeting.
This reminded Chang Yuan of the last shot he fired that day.
At the time, the cult leader escaped by using a human skin as a substitute for death, and no one knew his exact location.
Chang Yuan only heard him speak and was certain that the other person was inside the manor. The word "precise" pinpointed the other person's location across a house.
Only after locking onto the target did the stunning shot that pierced through two windows and killed the enemy across the room occur.
The term "precision" not only corrects the trajectory, but also allows for unconditional lock-on once the enemy is confirmed to be within range.
It's ridiculously strong!
Especially in environments like night, thick fog, and dense forests, it can disorient the enemy.
Chang Yuan felt the "precise" targeting of the entry, and considering that the upgrade only consumed 10 points of spiritual energy, he was even more satisfied with the upgrade.
But he soon discovered a new problem.
Although the effective range and the maximum range overlap with the "precision" feature, 200 meters exceeds the limit of a revolver.
At this distance, even if a bullet hits the target's forehead, it wouldn't have enough power to penetrate the skull.
Chang Yuan combined his past life's knowledge with the original owner's skills and quickly came up with a solution to the problem.
A simple improvement would be to lengthen the barrel, increase the caliber, and increase the propellant charge in the bullet.
The most difficult and important improvement to achieve was to draw rifling inside the gun barrel.
New problems arise.
All improvements to revolvers increase power, but also increase recoil, placing higher demands on the operator.
Chang Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "I need to find a way to improve my physical fitness. The revolver is becoming more powerful, and I can't handle it now."
As dawn broke, the light mist dissipated.
Over a hundred people from the Chenliu County government arrived and made a ruckus inside the manor.
The manor had long been ransacked by the Imperial Guards; valuable gold and silver jewelry, silk brocades, calligraphy and paintings, and antiques were all moved to a train parked nearby.
Fortunately, the Imperial Guards did not go too far; they left behind large pieces of huanghuali furniture and fragile porcelain, which was enough to satisfy the county officials.
Once the handover between the General Banner Commander and the Chenliu County Magistrate was completed, the train sounded its whistle and slowly began to move.
The Imperial Guards were traveling in a passenger carriage this time. The carriage was bright and clean, and each person had a seat. Hot water and hot food were also provided. The conditions were much better than the stuffy freight cars they had come in.
After the Imperial Guard officers had eaten and drunk their fill, they gathered in groups of three or five, excitedly discussing how much money they would get to share.
The flag officer sat at the front of the carriage, silently drinking his wine.
Chang Yuan sat beside him, silently processing the original owner's memories.
He found a name in his memory: Gaoshan (High Mountain).
Not friends, but enemies!
The enemy of loan sharks!
The original owner lent him 120 silver dollars, which was borrowed at a rate of nine-tenths and returned at thirteen-tenths, with a monthly interest rate as high as 30%!
It's all about compound interest!!
Chang Yuan discovered that the original owner was unaware that the debt could double in the blink of an eye, and keep increasing.
He thought that by completing this mission and receiving his share of the confiscated property, he could repay the debt.
How naive.
Chang Yuan frowned, his right index finger twitching incessantly, his heart filled with the pressure of debt.
The fact that Gao Shan could lend money at exorbitant interest rates to the Imperial Guards suggests that his backing is not simple.