Chapter 196: Plot Performance
Chapter 196: Plot Performance
An overwhelming surge of power was coursing through Lindsey's body.
In the past, he had awakened his Vital Essence, and his training and use of techniques revolved around it.
But now, things were different.
Having reached the second step of the Heavenly Ladder, the most direct enhancement was an all-around boost to his attributes!
His Constitution, Strength, and Agility, the three physiological attributes, each increased by 3 points.
His Willpower skyrocketed by 10 points, and his Charisma also rose by 2 points, while his Wisdom remained unaffected.
At the same time, Lindsey's Essence underwent a transformation.
In addition to the primary Essence that maintained his vitality, his self-will had also become a cornerstone of his Essence, and his recovery speed was at least one-third faster than before.
Moreover, Lindsey had a premonition.
When facing opponents, his willpower would vaguely exist within his Essence, exerting a mysterious and profound influence.
"But if both types of Essence must be enhanced together to raise the level of an Awakened One's techniques, it's indeed a serious hindrance to their progress."
Lindsey recalled the advice he had received from Mother Red Moon when he first became an Awakened One.
This hindrance had already manifested.
With the blessing of two types of Essence, Lindsey had no intention of giving up either one.
So in the future, he would undoubtedly face the other problem mentioned in the warning—the interference caused by having two types of Essence.
"This problem can only be solved gradually."
Lindsey sighed softly, turning to look around.
Having just been in the midst of an Essence Storm, his eyes were completely unable to see due to the extreme pressure.
Even with the boost to his Constitution, his vision needed time to recover.
"Red, how are you feeling?"
"..."
"You're calling in the wrong direction, I'm on your left."
"..."
"Can't you hear me?"
"..."
"Just lie down and rest."
"..."
Lindsey could roughly guess the awkwardness of their conversation.
So he kept quiet, focusing on using his Essence to speed up his recovery while mentally reviewing his other gains.
[RPG Level: 7]
[Plot Performance: When a player is in a specific environment, event, or state, Plot Performance will proactively guide their destiny.]
[Note: "I used to be an adventurer like you, until I took an arrow to the knee." "All is illusion, all is permitted." "Move, Faded One." "My dearest Mary: The war is over." "Agreement Three: Protect Iron Horse." "Arthur Morgan..."]
"..."
"Plot Performance... Destiny..."
Among all the modules in the game, the [RPG Module] stood out with a level of 7.
As the introduction to [Plot Performance] appeared in his mind, Lindsey, as the owner of this skill, instinctively sensed its immense power, or perhaps even its terrifying potential!
[Plot Performance] couldn't be activated at will.
But once the conditions were met and the skill was triggered, destiny's guidance would begin. Moreover, as various factors fell into place, this guidance would intensify, even leading to miracles that were originally impossible!
Confronted with such a skill, a very practical question popped into Lindsey's mind.
"Can my Essence withstand the cost of using this skill?"
"Lindsey, what are you muttering about over there?"
At that moment, Red's inquiry reached his ears.
Lindsey turned his head, and after a brief pause, his vision and hearing also began to recover.
Red was sitting beside him, her fiery red eyes fixed on the scene ahead.
Following her gaze, Lindsey saw,
"This is... the Mother Tree?"
With the Mother Tree's demise, the surrounding thorny vines had stopped growing, even turning dry and gray.
But the Mother Tree's body itself was not so easily discarded.
After the death of this Phase Six plant spirit, its corpse lying on the ground had already sprouted a young Banyan Tree seedling within a matter of minutes.
A thunderous rumble reverberated through the air.
At that moment, a deafening roar of collapsing mountains echoed from a distance.
Lindsey and Red turned to see the hill where the Mother Tree once dwelled, now a solitary Banyan Grove, was crumbling. Even the underground roots were decaying and collapsing.
The hill's interior, now exposed, revealed a ravaged landscape, and under the immense strain, it too collapsed with a mighty roar.
Dust obscured the moon, shrouding everything in darkness.
Although they couldn't see clearly what was happening on the other side, there was no doubt that a hill had met its end.
"Did we really win?" Lindsey asked in disbelief.
"Do you want me to pinch you to see if you're dreaming?" Red offered.
"No, thanks," Lindsey declined.
They exchanged a few more words, their voices filled with mixed emotions, and then turned their attention back to the scene before them.
On the Mother Tree's corpse, a tiny Banyan seedling grew under the cover of night, devoid of any mystical aura.
Apart from the Mother Tree's body beneath it.
Anyone who came across it would assume it was just a roadside sapling.
Lindsey knelt down, placing his hands on his knees, and approached the seedling. He reached out and touched the young Banyan, feeling no essence within it. There was no question that the Mother Tree was dead.
But this sapling was the final manifestation of some natural law, and given a thousand years to grow, it might become something extraordinary.
Perhaps, one day in the future.
It could be an ordinary Banyan, or it might not even survive the competition of the plant world.
But it could also be the birth of a new plant spirit in the Starlight Forest.
By then, both Lindsey and the Dragon Beast would be distant memories, and this new life would embark on its own unique path, unknown to them.
"Haha, it'll make a good walking stick," a brazen voice sounded from beside Lindsey.
Red, unmoved by the sanctity of life, saw the sapling on the Mother Tree's corpse and was ready to uproot it.
Lindsey hurriedly stopped her:
"Hey! Is that really necessary?"
Red glared at him:
"What, you won't let me pull it out?"
Lindsey tried to reason with her:
"In our Death Cult, there's a principle of respecting life..."
Red interrupted him, unabashed:
"I'm not part of your Death Cult!"
Lindsey and Red argued for a moment, ready to engage in a debate about this issue.
"..."
"You two, it's just an ordinary sapling," a voice suddenly interrupted their debate.
They turned to see the Vine Elder emerging from the ground on the other side of the canyon.
Lindsey, curious, asked:
"Vine Elder, weren't you going after the Boulder Spirit?"
"He..." The Vine Elder shook his head sadly, "He asked me to come here, saying, 'At the very least, some things need to be witnessed in the final moments of life.'"
Lindsey bowed slightly:
"My condolences."
The Vine Elder nodded in response and continued:
"Without the Mother Tree, the Starlight Forest will return to the pure natural law. This is also the beginning of hope to resist the Dragon Beasts. I wonder if you two..."
"I'm sorry," Lindsey interrupted.
The Vine Elder was about to extend an invitation, but Lindsey cut him off:
"We plan to try a different approach, a more experimental method."
As Lindsey spoke, he collected prey materials from the Mother Tree's corpse. Then, he pulled Red up and headed south:
"Let's go, we're heading to Thorn Valley."
"A lot of Treants died there tonight, and I need to gather some materials!"
(End of Chapter)
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