40: Chapter 40: The Creation Cheat is Activated, Intercepting Entries to Crush Truth.

After finishing the transaction with the Logistics Officer, Lin Yuan did not rush to exit the internal network.

A red encrypted email popped up in the top right corner of the tactical board.

Sender: Commander Xiao Lie.

Lin Yuan opened the email, which included a file: "Spark Legion Top Secret: Extreme Familiar Cultivation Manual."

Above the main text was a voice message left by Commander Xiao Lie.

"Lin Yuan, what is recorded in this manual is the blood-and-tear experience summarized by the military after fighting on the Abyss defense line for a hundred years."

Commander Xiao Lie's voice was low and filled with a murderous aura. "Although it can allow Familiars to form terrifying combat power in a very short time, the cost is enormous."

"Use your own discretion. In the war of the Abyss, surviving is the only truth."

Lin Yuan's expression remained indifferent as he opened the first page of the manual.

What greeted his eyes were extremely bloody illustrated records.

The further Lin Yuan read, the tighter his brows furrowed.

This was not a cultivation manual at all; it was a "Believer Consumption Guide" through and through.

Every method recorded inside, from Lin Yuan's perspective, was like killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.

The first method is called [Blood Core Explosion Method].

Procedure: Shatter the crystal core of a high-level Abyss monster and forcibly implant it into a Believer's heart.

The effect is significant; it can double a Believer's combat power within three months, or even allow them to kill enemies of a higher rank.

However, the cost is extremely painful. The pollution from the Abyss crystal core will directly erode the Believer's soul flame.

The Believer will lose their sanity and turn into a madman who only knows how to kill.

Most fatally, this forcibly catalyzed power will drain the Believer's life source.

Their lifespan will be drastically shortened to less than three years.

Once the three-year limit is reached, the chaotic energy within the Believer will spiral out of control, ultimately causing them to explode and die on the spot.

"Isn't this just a human bomb?" Lin Yuan swiped his finger across the virtual screen to turn to the next page.

The second method is called [Toxin Body Tempering Method].

Procedure: Create large-scale high-concentration toxic fog zones within the Divine Domain, cut off regular food sources, and force Believers to consume toxins to survive.

The manual clearly notes that the survival rate for this method is less than ten percent.

The Believers who survive will see their physical bodies mutate through the repeated destruction and reconstruction caused by the toxins, leading to a massive surge in defense.

But the side effects are equally fatal.

High-concentration toxins will irreversibly destroy the Believer's cerebral neurons.

The surviving Believers lose all their comprehension, becoming unable to master any high-level combat techniques for the rest of their lives, reduced to mindless meat shields that soak up damage on the battlefield.

Lin Yuan flipped through a dozen more cultivation plans.

Without exception, all of them relied on overdrawing potential, sacrificing lifespan, and obliterating intelligence in exchange for short bursts of combat power.

"Too extreme." Lin Yuan leaned back in his chair and shook his head secretly. "It's treating Believers entirely as disposable consumables to fill a void."

This kind of tactic might be effective on the front lines where the military frequently engages in battles involving millions of troops.

But for a deity in the growth phase, this is cutting off one's own path.

This also allowed Lin Yuan to intuitively feel the cruelty of the Age of Deities.

If a deity does not have the substantial backing of a noble family to provide rare treasures, or does not possess an incredibly heaven-defying innate talent to support the Divine Domain's ecosystem...

...by the time they reach the Demigod stage, their future potential will quickly be drained away.

With Believers dying and being replaced in batches, one can never cultivate true elites.

There is no hope of ever entering the ranks of high-level gods in this lifetime.

"But I am different." A flash of absolute confidence crossed Lin Yuan's eyes.

He does not need to use the lives of his Believers to test for errors.

For example, the [Toxin Body Tempering Method] favored by the military, where nine out of ten die.

Lin Yuan does not need to create toxic fog to force his Familiars to their deaths.

He only needs to use his [Creation Extraction] talent to extract conceptual traits like "Toxin Resistance" from the corpses of poisonous creatures and bestow them upon his Tyrant Demons.

Not only can this allow his Familiars to possess monstrous toxin defense and super-speed metabolism, but their comprehension and lifespan will not suffer any loss either.

It can even convert lethal toxins into nutrients for life regeneration.

Lin Yuan raised his hand and closed the military top-secret manual, which was worth a fortune to outsiders.

He abandoned the idea of following the book.

With his Creation cheat, he...

...is destined to walk a "Perfect Calamity" path that has no side effects and crushes all common logic.

Before preparing to log off, he suddenly remembered that teachers at school often mentioned an extremely special high-end profession.

Advanced Strategic Actuary.

These are talents specifically cultivated by the military and top noble families.

These people are known as experts in Divine Domain ecosystem architecture.

They are not responsible for combat; instead, they specialize in utilizing vast cerebral computational power and Divine Domain evolution models.

They plan the most perfect ecological closed-loops and Familiar evolution routes for deities, avoiding any waste of resources.

Lin Yuan felt a bit curious and typed "Strategic Actuary" into the internal network's search bar.

The interface redirected.

Rows of golden titles popped up.

At the very top was the photo of an elderly man with gray hair.

[Ace Actuary: Li Daoyuan. Specializes in the fusion of Elemental and Biochemical Divine Domains. Starting price for a single ecological deduction consultation: 3 million faith points. Must book and queue three months in advance.]

Looking further down.

[Chief Actuary: Zhao Han. Expert in Abyss-side mutation route planning. Starting fee per session: 5 million faith points. 100% success rate not guaranteed.]

Lin Yuan stared at that long string of zeros on the screen.

He decisively pressed the exit button.

Even robbery isn't this fast.

Hiring an old man for a single deduction costs millions of faith points, and it doesn't even guarantee success?

With that kind of money, how many high-level Abyss remains could he buy?

As for ecological planning and resource closed-loops...

Lin Yuan scoffed.

What kind of planning could be more real than throwing all creatures into the Wasteland radiation zone and letting them tear each other apart in survival of the fittest?

The ones who survive are the most perfect ecosystem, and the ones who die turn directly into fertilizer for the magic trees—nothing is wasted.

A flash of white light passed.

Lin Yuan took off the virtual helmet, and his consciousness returned to reality.

The sky outside the villa had already darkened.

Just then, the roar of engines came from outside the window.

Lin Yuan walked to the window and pushed it open.

In the night sky, three heavy military transport ships slowly hovered above the Spark Legion Sanatorium.

The intense airflow caused the surrounding towering ancient trees to shake violently.

A red tractor beam lit up from the bottom of the transport ships, striking the open ground behind the villa.

Outside the villa.

The military soldiers responsible for the sanatorium's security all looked up, watching this scene with expressions of shock.

"Are those combat-ready transport ships? Why would they come here?"

"Look at the displacement; they're fully loaded with heavy cargo!"

Lin Yuan pushed the door open and walked to the open space in the backyard.

A transport officer descended to the ground along the tractor beam.

He was wearing a heavy, fully sealed hazmat suit, holding an electronic sign-off board, and walked quickly to Lin Yuan.

The gaze of the transport officer from behind his mask was like looking at a suicidal madman.

"Commissioner Lin!" The transport officer's voice came through a voice changer, carrying a distinct sense of tension. "The fifty thousand tons of Gold-grade Abyss Tai Sui flesh you ordered have all been delivered."

He pointed to the metal shipping containers slowly descending overhead.

The surfaces of those containers were plastered with glaring Abyss pollution warning signs, and high-voltage electric arcs crawled across the surfaces of the boxes.

"This thing's proliferation rate is extremely fast; even in a cryo-sleep state at minus two hundred degrees, it still possesses intense corrosiveness."

The transport officer handed the sign-off board to Lin Yuan, his tone extremely serious: "Please make sure to process it before the isolation field fails. Once it leaks, the entire sanatorium will be swallowed by this pile of rotting meat."

Lin Yuan took the sign-off board and decisively pressed his fingerprint.

"Thank you for your hard work."

The handover was complete.

The transport officer didn't want to stay a second longer; he quickly activated his tactical backpack's thrusters, ascended, and returned to the transport ship.

After dropping the containers, the three transport ships engaged their engines at full capacity and impatiently departed the airspace.

Lin Yuan stood in place, looking up at the mountains of specialized space containers before him.

Fifty thousand tons.

This was equivalent to the weight of a heavy aircraft carrier.

Lin Yuan did not hesitate; his Demigod spiritual power erupted, tearing open a dark golden Divine Domain portal.

"Open!"

Lin Yuan focused his mind.

The electronic locks on all space-compressed containers disengaged simultaneously.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The container doors exploded open.

Fifty thousand tons of dark brown, slime-covered Tai Sui meat poured down through the Divine Domain portal.