In the seventeenth month since the invasion of the Mechanical Zombies, the fifth-version optimization of the True Martial Divine Seal still hadn't succeeded. However, the Chaos Divine Seal, which served as the main defense, had finally been cracked. Specific applications would still take some time, though.
But Zhang Yang couldn't wait any longer. The million units of Cosmic Law he had robbed earlier had now been completely exhausted, and in another three months, the Boat of Death would collect its annual sacrifice.
If he couldn't fill this hole before then, the consequences would be severe.
Moreover, all the projects that had already been laid out would grind to a halt for lack of resources.
Therefore, going out to rob was imperative.
The fifth day of the lunar month: the hidden dragon rises to Heaven. Great fortune.
Zhang Yang set out alone, bringing the Three Thoughts Sword with him.
As for why he was going by himself, it was very simple: he was the only Four-Leaf True Spirit, capable of effectively blocking the enemy's deductions, scans, and suppression on the battlefield.
As for the suggestion the Heavenly Dao Maiden had made earlier—to eat that Five-Colored Spiritual Plant—Zhang Yang rejected it outright.
After all, this thing was a money tree, a hen that laid golden eggs. As long as they kept it, it could continue growing in the future and keep adding bricks and tiles to the small world. It was a marvelous thing that complemented the Heavenly Dao Maiden, and the foundation on which she had established herself in the past, present, and future.
Zhang Yang's ambitions were immense. He wanted to continue nurturing the Heavenly Dao Maiden until she could ultimately become part of the Ancient Law. At that time—
"Keep this Five-Colored Spiritual Plant. Consider it your dowry."
"Master,