Super Zoo

Chapter 450 Perplexing Evolution

The spiritual power storage spheres really are awesome, doubling the total amount of spiritual power at once!

However, they're pretty useless.

Under normal circumstances, Suming already had more than enough spiritual power to spare, so what was the point of doubling it? Was he supposed to apply for a Guinness World Record or something?

After releasing the spiritual power storage sphere, also known as the 'energy sphere,' from the conch pearl, a considerable amount of Suming's own spiritual power was restored.

Nevertheless, this upgrade seemed much more complex than when he first obtained his Soul Attachment Ability; unlike last time, not all the information popped up in his mind instantly. The specific effects of the evolution would have to be explored step by step.

The recent process confirmed two things at least; first, after the conch pearl got filled, it could condense an energy sphere. Second, you didn't have to wait for the conch pearl to 'suck'—you could actively pour into the conch pearl and charge it.

So, what was the limit of energy spheres? Was it possible to produce N number of energy spheres?

If so, given enough preparation time, wouldn't the amount of spiritual power in his body be nearly infinite?

The maximum amount of spiritual power could be quickly increased through Monkey Wine, and there was also slow growth every day; however, the 'quality' of spiritual power required Suming to continuously improve his control over it during use.

To put it another way, if Suming were a weapon, then spiritual power would be his universal ammunition. No matter how abundant the ammo, a low-end weapon wouldn't have much firepower. Conversely, if the weapon went from a small handgun to a missile launcher, but the launcher had no missiles, it would still be just an empty frame.

"Forget about it, let's test the first hypothesis. How many energy spheres can actually be produced!"

The bit of spiritual power that had recovered inside him was quickly funneled into the conch pearl, far from enough to fill it. Suming could only grimace as he took three big bottles of blue bee honey from the fridge, opened them, and pinched his nose to gulp them down like medicine.

The surge of spiritual power inside him rose like a high tide in an instant.

After pouring it all into the conch pearl, he grimaced again and drank another bottle of honey, poured more in, drank again...

By the time he was on the sixth bottle, Suming couldn't take it anymore. He dashed out the front door, ran to the small woods on the shore, and vomited!

No matter how much the honey was improved or how mild its taste became, he couldn't handle drinking six bottles in a row. Even six big bottles of just plain water would have made him throw up.

As he was happily hurling, Mr. Peng, with his hands clasped behind his back, strolled over from nearby and saw Suming clutching a tree and wretching. He hurried over, concerned, and asked, "Suming, what are you doing? Did you eat something bad, feeling unwell?"

"Uh, no, I'm okay. Just had too much honey, I'll feel better after throwing up," Suming waved him off.

"Ah? Why did you drink so much honey?" Mr. Peng was taken aback.

"It's nothing..." Unable to explain as he was nearly done vomiting, Suming wiped his mouth and said, "Master, you keep on strolling. I have to go back and drink some more honey..." With that, he rushed back to the waterside pavilion like a gust of wind.

Mr. Peng was left standing alone in the woods, dumbfounded, thinking Suming had become more unfathomable by the day; literally making himself sick with eating before eating some more? What kind of tactic was that?

Mr. Peng had no idea of Suming's struggle—now it took about eleven big bottles of honey to fill his spiritual power, which, after the energy was absorbed, left nothing but real honey, filling his stomach with just nauseating sweetness. He didn't want to even think about sweets for half a year.

After throwing up one and a half more times, all the honey in the fridge turned into ten big empty bottles, and the conch pearl was finally recharged once again.

Suming held a bottle of soy sauce in one hand, with a straw sticking out of the bottle's mouth. He took a sip of the salty soy sauce to rinse his mouth before injecting a sliver of spiritual power into the fully charged conch pearl...

One second... three seconds... ten seconds...

After waiting for over a minute, the conch pearl was completely still.

This time, not a single energy sphere materialized!

Not only did no energy spheres form, but Suming even discovered that the spiritual power within the conch pearl was gradually dissipating.

"Huh? What's going on here?"

Suming quickly broke the energy storage sphere from earlier, instantly replenishing his spiritual power, then filled up the conch again for the second time.

But the result was still the same as before, the conch became motionless again.

"I'm f*cking done, is this thing a one-time-use gadget?!" Suming was frustrated as he turned the conch sphere over and over in his hands.

The conch sphere was like a deflated balloon, with its spiritual power hissing outwards, and in a short while, it was all leaked out, reverting to an ordinary conch.

This time, Suming was not happy!

To test the effects of this thing, he had drunk more than ten pounds of honey, vomited three times, and was now holding a bottle of soy sauce to drink. After all this suffering, this was the outcome?!

He typically had a smile on his face, but deep down, there was a tenacious streak in his bones - he would not give up until he completely understood the conch's effects.

"I'm gonna stick this out with you!"

Suming glanced at the scattered honey bottles on the ground, snapped his fingers, and his spiritual power tentacles shot up towards the beam above.

Immediately, a buzzing sound came from above as a black wasp the size of a little finger descended from the sky.

Er Gouzi was assigned by Suming to protect Nangong Yan at all times, and the one responsible for communicating with the bees of Hundred Flowers Valley for Suming was this Wasp Squad Leader before him.

"Go to the back mountain and tell the Queen Bee to bring a large batch of honey here!" Suming gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at the conch. Either I'm going to break you, or you're going to break me, but today there must be a result – no third option!

The Squad Leader flew off with a buzz...

Less than half a minute later, it returned, buzzing again. It was too hot outside, the room had the air conditioning on, and all the doors and windows were shut, making it impossible for the Squad Leader to squeeze through due to its size.

Suming had to stand up and open the grand doors of the pavilion for the Squad Leader.

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The Squad Leader flapped its wings and flew towards the direction of Hundred Flowers Valley at the back mountain.

"Meow meow meow..."

The loyal Alligator Turtle had executed Suming's order, blocking the door outside and not letting anyone in. The cats that lived in the pavilion, having wandered outside long enough and ready to return home, were also stopped by the Alligator Turtle at the door.

The weather was hot, and the cats simply climbed onto the turtle's cool, large shell to either lie down or sit and cool off, giving the appearance that the turtle's back had 'sprouted' many cats.

"Okay, go inside and stay at home." Suming waved his hand, and the cats jumped down in succession, forming a line to run inside the room with the air conditioner on.

With no honey from the Giant Blue Bees yet, Suming had nothing to do, and sprawled onto the back of the Alligator Turtle, instinctively patting its shell.

The Alligator Turtle's shell was getting thicker and harder. Touching it felt like touching bronze, both cool and hard, and made a dull, thudding sound.

Suming knocked on its back twice with the conch, absurdly wondering whether bullets could penetrate the Alligator Turtle's shell.

The Alligator Turtle turned its head, looking innocently at Suming.

"Don't worry, I'm not bored enough to shoot at you..."

Suming was still smiling when suddenly a strange reaction occurred upon contact between the conch and the Alligator Turtle's shell!