Published: February 12, 2025
Every evolver is a superhuman, with incredible speed, immense strength, and prolonged life.
A low-level evolver can create a large hole in a wall with a single punch or kick a massive rock away.
However, to collapse a mountain in one go or to create a massive crack in the earth, it requires skills.
This could be through pure skill scrolls or professional scrolls.
But in any case, from this perspective, skills are the most powerful attacks of an evolver.
Strength inevitably comes with limitations.
It's similar to the principle that to gain something, you must pay a price.
Alternatively, you could use another metaphor: a gun, no matter how advanced, has a firing rate, and there is an interval between two bullets.
Connecting them in a line could be akin to the futuristic laser guns appearing in animated films.
But even laser guns fire individual shots.
Thus, Sister Hong believes that bloodlines can truly integrate with the human body, but she does not believe that skills have no cooldown.
Initially, Ye Zhongming also didn’t believe it, but later he did.
“What’s the cost? Is there really no cost at all?”
Liu Zhenghong stared at Ye Zhongming, afraid that he might deny it.
“There is a cost…”
Liu Zhenghong breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself that it was impossible for there to be no cost at all.
“Using it too much will tire you out.”
Liu Zhenghong: …
“Next.” Sister Hong felt a bit of a headache; she had already decided to say more after researching it. Currently, she just couldn’t explain this magical question.
Being able to stump the top experts in this area inevitably made Ye Zhongming feel a little smug, but he quickly adjusted his mindset, not daring to reveal even a hint of it.
The person before him was someone who dared to publicly call him “little leaf” and could pinch his ears when angry.
“Moreover… the equipment she was wearing has disappeared, or rather, has merged with her. Xia Bai has gained the abilities of the equipment, but these abilities have all changed.”
Liu Zhenghong, having experienced the phenomenon of skills having no cooldown, was no longer surprised by any miraculous aspects that Xia Bai might exhibit.
Upon hearing Ye Zhongming’s words, she numbly asked, “Oh? What’s that?”
“For example, the battle armor she was wearing had its abilities transferred to Xia Bai. Yes, just like bloodlines, it has become her instinct, with no cooldown.”
Ye Zhongming let out a slow breath, finally realizing what that inexplicable emotion he had harbored since Xia Bai completed her evolution was all about.
Envy.
Ye Zhongming was wearing star armor, which had been updated several times, but the changes in attributes and skills were minimal. If he could achieve what Xia Bai did, these abilities would be usable at any time.
The Star Fragment Ring was always there, exploding whenever it wanted… and after the explosion, there were still…
“As for passive attributes like defense resilience, I’m not sure if they’ve also transformed into Xia Bai’s own defense. What I do know is that the battle skirt she has now boasts extremely abnormal defense.”
After a pause, Ye Zhongming continued, “Sister Hong, can you imagine the attribute of the sadness ink pattern scythe?”
Liu Zhenghong was taken aback; she wasn’t particularly focused on equipment, and aside from Ye Zhongming, she hadn’t cared much about the attributes of anyone else’s gear.
But Xia Bai’s sadness ink pattern scythe was different; it was a weapon obtained long ago, and Liu Zhenghong was aware of it.
“That ability, which grows stronger the more injured you are?” Sister Hong was surprised again. “You’re not saying that ability has also transferred to Xia Bai, right?”
Ye Zhongming nodded, “Yes.”
“Well, doesn’t that mean…”
Liu Zhenghong didn’t finish her sentence, but what she wanted to say was clear to both Ye Zhongming and herself.
From Ye Zhongming’s earlier description, Xia Bai’s abilities had become evident.