As Han Dong continued devouring the crystal cores of these "Survivors," his hunger gradually faded.
Not until he had consumed the final Resident's crystal core did Han Dong barely show signs of being full.
At this point,
every branch of the Talent Tree—Smiling Face—had taken on a certain spiral shape. It did not look awkward; rather, it seemed quite natural... after all, some trees naturally grew with a degree of twisting.
"Stability" ↑
"Capacity" ↑
Han Dong had not gained any new abilities, nor had any of his talents changed.
It was simply that the Talent Tree itself had been fertilized in this manner, becoming more stable and gaining greater capacity, allowing Han Dong to cast more magic.
Top floor of the hotel.
Han Dong, having returned to normal, went back to the bedroom.
"Master, are you all right?"
"It worked. You can come back now."
With a wave of his hand, Han Dong sent Togu and Nicole back to their respective cells.
Meanwhile, Maritis crouched on the sofa in the corner in a "toad squat," staring at Han Dong with an unusual look in her eyes. She seemed to have smelled a dangerous aura unlike anything she had encountered before.
"You... did you eat an Otherworlder's crystal core? That violates the rules. If word gets out, you'll face judgment from the Old Kings."
"I ate 'infected crystal cores.'
These Otherworlders were bewitched, lost themselves, and committed the sinful act of refining their own kind.
I was eliminating evil for the people."
"I'll reluctantly believe you. What are we doing now?"
"Taking a bath... Want to join me?"
"You're acting strange! This Lord doesn't feel like mating today!"
"Who said I wanted to mate with you? We're just taking a bath. Once we're done, we'll head straight for the