As he continued onward, Adam began feeling his way through patching and upgrading his abilities.
He had not arrived yet, and there was no reason to waste this stretch of the journey.
Lacking reference material, Adam could only use the two types of contamination he had encountered and currently possessed as templates.
Still, learning through practice really was more efficient than grinding away by rote. The ferocious ghosts that had once been incomparably difficult to chew no longer melted in his mouth, but they could at least be called pleasantly chewy.
They were far easier than those rock-skinned biscuits from the beginning.
"It just seems to be harming my approachable temperament a little..."
Adam casually conjured a mirror and looked at himself. The faint inhuman quality reflected in it made him frown deeply.
"I still need to add other contamination to balance the effects of the contamination behind the ferocious ghosts."
Because he had packaged up the ferocious ghosts from the Mystical Revival world thoroughly and comprehensively enough, he could find materials within their rules to supplement every affected part of his various abilities.
Though there were some side effects to his appearance, at least in terms of functionality, magic, Daoist arts, and similar abilities could now barely be used again.
Amid the boundless Sea of Worlds, Adam continued onward along a yellow earthen road strewn with spirit money.
The farther he traveled from the center of the Sea of Worlds, the more silent and desolate his surroundings became. It was an influence of the rules themselves, making one feel that such an environment simply could not nurture any vibrant worlds.
And that was indeed the case. The world marked by the coordinates was the only world Adam had seen after entering the region where the rules had changed.
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