The pain was brief, but the joy of growing stronger lasted!
It took a full ten days to use up all the crystal powder, costing him nearly fifteen years of his lifespan. Roughly a quarter of his electric current had transformed into a brilliant purple.
Zhang Ming could even sense a subtle trace of sentience in the electricity he released!
This sentience was quite unique.
In the past, his lightning had struck indiscriminately. Aside from not electrocuting him, it could easily set the wooden boat on fire.
Or zap Little White and Stone Mama.
He had needed to carefully control the strength of the current to avoid those disasters.
But now, this inexplicable trace of sentience seemed capable of identifying things it must not attack, based on Zhang Ming's subconscious...
That was a subtle but significant change. It would only hurt enemies, not allies.
Of course, that trace of sentience was not yet strong enough. Occasionally, the current still arced wildly outward and damaged other things.
Delighted, Zhang Ming rose excitedly from his chair. "Just sixty years of lifespan, and I can give my electricity powerful sentience!"
"To think such an incredible treasure exists!"
"It's time to declare war and get more crystal powder... ah, no, it's time to lay my fellow humans to rest."
Brimming with fighting spirit, he raised the sail and steered toward the large freighter.
The wind was fairly strong today, and the sailboat moved at a satisfying speed.
A breeze brushed his face beneath the scorching sunlight, stirring waves across the deathly silent ocean.
"Little White, watch closely and see how I hunt opponents far stronger than me. This knowledge will benefit you for the rest of your life!" Zhang Ming bragged confidently.
Little White drew its head back, watching Old Zhang in utter misery.