He Zhao sat cross-legged on the living room sofa. His Spirit Mediumship (Red) LV5 skill activated, and draped in a cloak woven from black feathers, his pale-blue spiritual body separated from its shell and hovered in midair.
"Whoosh—"
He subconsciously connected to the coordinates left behind in the Thought World, and in an instant, he vanished without a trace.
In the ashen, ruined world, the spiritual body that was steeped in evil, ruled through rampant tyranny, had no martial ethics, and loved sneak attacks appeared.
"I'll randomly find some unlucky little bastard and test Electronic Clock and Fury on it."
The moment he finished speaking, he began searching.
Finding a Thought Beast was a time-consuming matter.
At first, he had thought the Thought World was a chaotic den of demons, where dangerous and bizarre things could be encountered anywhere. In the end, after killing the Big Eyeball with six pairs of wings, he spent a full half year and only managed to get his hands on four Pure Thought Crystals in total. Only then did he suddenly understand.
As it turned out, Thought Beasts were also rare resources, not something you could run into after taking a couple of steps. Of course, that did not include the filler trash that did not even have Pure Thought Crystals.
Perhaps one day, they might grow to the point where they possessed Pure Thought Crystals?
"Boom—" "Boom—"
Waves of rumbling came from the distance. It seemed some colossal creature was slowly moving.
In the past, whenever he heard a sound, he would inevitably choose to move away.
No other reason—they were hard to deal with!
Some relatively enormous Thought Beasts not only had astonishingly thick health bars, they were also equally difficult to grind down. So he had simply given up on them