4: Chapter 4: Talent Unleashed! Get Top-Tier Boiling Blood for Free with 50 Faith!

The page refreshed.

The color of the holographic screen shifted from pale gold to a dull, ash-black.

The entire screen was filled with items marked by skull-and-crossbones warning signs.

Lin Yuan quickly scrolled through the screen, his gaze scanning the dense list of junk.

A few minutes later, his gaze locked onto a tattered card emanating a faint red glow.

[Damaged Bronze-Grade Abyssal Flame Demon Hound Corpse].

Introduction: Most of its body was vaporized by high-level Holy Light divine arts; the remaining flesh contains extremely active fire toxins and manic Abyssal aura.

It has no nutritional value; recommended as a specimen for the Abyssal Creature Compendium.

Price: 50 Faith Points.

Lin Yuan clicked "Buy."

The account was debited successfully.

A faint spatial ripple undulated in the middle of the bedroom.

A streak of light materialized via the terminal's logistics delivery system and slammed onto the floor.

Half of a charred demon hound corpse appeared at Lin Yuan's feet.

From the severed end of the corpse, black-red blood continued to ooze out, emitting a sizzling, corrosive sound upon contact with the floor.

Without any hesitation, Lin Yuan activated his talent.

Creation Extraction.

A dazzling, dark golden light erupted from his eyes.

The light intertwined in mid-air to form several tangible chains, which pierced into the remains of the Flame Demon Hound.

The sound of matter disintegrating echoed through the bedroom.

The tough hide, flesh, and bones of the demon hound, along with the attached fire toxins and Abyssal aura.

Under the strangulation of the dark golden chains, they shattered inch by inch, turning into a pile of black ash.

All impurities were removed.

A thumb-sized orb of light, emanating a manic red glow, hovered silently in mid-air.

Lin Yuan reached out and grasped the orb. A stream of information flowed into his mind.

[Notification: Extraction successful. Obtained Black Iron-Grade conceptual entry: Boiling Blood.]

[Entry Effect: Grants believers the ability to burn their internal Qi and blood in a short period, exploding with 150% of their physical strength and significantly weakening pain perception.]

Looking at the red light in his palm, a satisfied smile curled at the corner of Lin Yuan's mouth.

In the official skill section of the trading network, a [Group Berserk Skill Card] starts at a price of 15,000 Faith Points.

Furthermore, it has severe side effects; the followers would be weakened for an entire week after use.

He only spent 50 points, plus a bit of mental energy consumption, to obtain an equivalent or even superior entry.

The combat power burst mechanism was solved.

Lin Yuan stored the orb in the storage space of his Divine Domain terminal. He looked back at the holographic screen.

Next was the issue of the ecological cycle in the Wasteland Divine Domain.

Although the 100 Petrified Goblins were branded with the [Stone Skin] entry, making them immune to mild toxins and able to withstand the high temperatures of the scorched earth.

They were, after all, flesh-and-blood creatures that needed to eat.

Nothing grew in the Wasteland Divine Domain.

If the food issue wasn't resolved quickly, this group, which he had worked so hard to build up.

Would become the first group of followers in the history of gods to starve to death.

Lin Yuan adjusted the filter criteria in the search bar again.

"Extremely cheap," "fast reproduction," "adapts to high-temperature Wasteland," "immune to toxins."

Combining these four tags immediately eliminated 99% of conventional Divine Domain plants.

The system aperture rotated, and finally, a dozen extremely obscure options popped up.

Lin Yuan excluded a few vines that required specific magical nourishment, his gaze locking onto a type of inferior fungus marked as F-grade junk.

[Ash Spore Mushroom].

Introduction: A low-level fungus that grows on the edge of Abyssal rifts.

Price: 1 Faith Point/sack (containing ten thousand dormant spores).

It was shockingly cheap.

Lin Yuan clicked on the product details page.

Below were all negative reviews left by buyers.

"What is this piece of trash! I bought it to feed my Orcs, and that night the whole camp collectively hallucinated and hacked half of each other to death! This thing comes with neurotoxins!"

"The taste is terrible! It's dry, woody, and bitter! My Elf tasted it and their loyalty dropped immediately!"

For ordinary gods, buying this to feed their followers was no different from poisoning them.

But as Lin Yuan looked at its growth habits, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Growth requirements: No pure water source needed, no light needed; it uses volcanic ash, battlefield embers, and rotting corpses as fertilizer, growing at the slightest breeze.

The sky was filled with endless falling ash, and the ground was 300,000 square kilometers of scorched earth.

Combined with the 100 Petrified Goblins that were immune to mild toxins.

High-end ingredients often require the simplest cooking methods.

In other Divine Domains, this was a poison that caused riots.

But in Lin Yuan's Wasteland, it was tailor-made food.

As long as the spores were scattered, the harsh environment of the Wasteland would become their best ripening agent.

As for the hallucinations?

Doing hard labor in the Wasteland, how could one survive without getting a little high?

Lin Yuan clicked to place the order, spending 5 Faith Points to purchase five sacks of Ash Spore Mushroom seed cards.

The bottom layer of the food chain was constructed.

Lin Yuan checked his account; 840 points remained.

Since he was following the "zerg rush" disaster route, having just food and burst skills wasn't enough.

The followers needed normalized growth potential.

He continued to rummage through the battle damage wreckage area.

A dozen minutes later, a tattered parchment scroll caught his attention.

[Tattered "Basic Body Tempering" Scroll Stained with Demon Blood].

Introduction: Seized from an Abyssal cultist stronghold. The core cultivation method is missing, and it is deeply polluted by Abyssal demonic energy.

Forced cultivation will cause Qi and blood to flow backwards, leading to exploding and dying.

Price: 30 Faith Points.

This thing had been listed online for three whole years without anyone caring.

Who would spend money to buy a suicide guide?

Lin Yuan decisively bought it.

A spatial fluctuation flashed, and the tattered parchment scroll dropped onto the desktop.

The dark golden light lit up again.

The parchment scroll spontaneously combusted instantly.

The demonic energy and waste were removed, dissipating into specks of starlight.

[Notification: Extraction successful. Obtained Black Iron-Grade conceptual entry: Rough Body Tempering.]

[Entry Effect: Grants followers an instinct to slowly increase their physical Qi and blood limit through basic physical tempering, high-intensity labor, mutual combat, etc.]

Lin Yuan spread his palm.

[Boiling Blood] entry, [Rough Body Tempering] entry, [Ash Spore Mushroom] physical card.

A complete, well-rounded low-level follower cultivation system. Total cost: 85 Faith Points.

Lin Yuan leaned back against the chair and let out a long breath.

Using his SSS-grade talent three times in a row made his temples throb with pain; the mental energy consumption was immense.

But the light in his eyes became increasingly fiery.

He casually opened the Jiangcheng local section of the Pantheon Forum.

The first pinned post was refreshing its reply count.

[Breaking! Su family heiress Su Yueying splurges 50 million Faith Points to purchase the Silver-Grade environment card "Whispering Natural Breeze" for her initial followers, the Light Elves; the Holy Light Plains are upgraded again!]

Below was a long line of replies filled with envy, jealousy, hatred, and flattery.

Lin Yuan closed the forum.

Others are playing a pay-to-win raising game, using massive resources to pile up perfect species in a greenhouse.

He is playing extreme Wasteland survival.

He wants to take this group of unwanted trash Goblins, using the corpses of Abyssal monsters and toxic fungi.

And stitch them layer by layer into monsters that make the gods tremble.

Lin Yuan gathered his focus.

Time was tight; he had to deploy the supplies into the Divine Domain as soon as possible.

He closed his eyes, and his consciousness left his body.

Piercing through the boundless astral barrier, Lin Yuan's consciousness descended once again onto that vast scorched earth.

The time flow ratio between the inside and outside of the Divine Domain was huge.

Only a few hours had passed in the main world, but three full days had already passed inside the Wasteland Divine Domain.

The sky was still raining down ash-black embers.

Mild toxic gases drifted slowly over the cracked earth.

Lin Yuan looked down from above.

The 100 Petrified Goblins granted the [Stone Skin] entry were lying helter-skelter on the scorching ground.

Their rock skin insulated them from the high temperatures and toxic gases, saving their lives.

But hunger was devouring their stamina.

Three days without a drop of water, without any food supplies.

The originally sturdy bodies of the Petrified Goblins had obviously shriveled up.

[Warning: Your followers are in a state of extreme hunger!]

[Warning: Follower morale has dropped significantly; current Faith Point production efficiency is reduced by 50%!]

[Estimated that in three days, the followers will suffer irreversible organ failure and massive deaths.]

Red warnings from the Divine Domain interface sounded.

On the scorched earth below, the largest Petrified Goblin climbed to its feet.

It swung the heavy stone flail in its hand and smashed it hard against the ground.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The flail smashed shallow pits into the scorched earth.

It tried to dig out something edible, even if it was just tree roots or bugs.

But under the cracked soil, there was nothing but deeper layers of charred rock.

It panted heavily, threw away the flail, and sat down on the ground with a thud.

Several nearby Goblins, starving to the extreme, even began to pick up the fragments of rock keratin shed by their companions.

Stuffing them into their mouths and chewing hard, unwilling to spit them out even if it broke their teeth.