At dusk, before the sky had even darkened, Zhang Yang opened his eyes. His exhausted mind had completely recovered.
That bit of Spiritual Power had already been optimized by Brick No. 7 into five little blue droplets, each capable of releasing Basic Witch Speech once.
So this was the power of technology—the benefit of datafication.
Originally, this low-level account could release Basic Witch Speech only once. If it released it a second time in succession, it would suffer mental exhaustion and fall unconscious.
"Waiting around to die isn't my style, Brick No. 7. Can you analyze any specific clues?"
As Zhang Yang spoke, he searched the room for supplies and armed himself. Among those supplies, naturally, there had to be wooden spears—the essential medicine for killing, robbing, staying home, and traveling.
Besides, thanks to this place's year-round bitter cold, the trees growing here were as sturdy as steel. They were perfect for carving into several wooden spears.
However, considering that the qi of this world had already fallen into chaos and its power levels were unusually high, Zhang Yang carefully considered the matter before casting Basic Witch Speech on the two highest-quality wooden spears.
One was Awa's Fire. This Basic Witch Speech could store its power inside a wooden spear for nearly nine hours before dissipating, making it comparable to a powerful enchantment spell.
The other was Aru's Ice. It could likewise store the power of ice within a wooden spear, and because of the environment, it could probably last fifteen hours before dissipating.
"Master, the analysis results are out. Based on the overall strength of this village—especially the seven village elders whose strength is comparable to that of demigods—it is virtually impossible for the curse to destroy the village head-on while they are stationed here. Therefore, there is an