bookbashuk Chapter 312 Congratulations! You've made 0.9% progress. Just 0.1% more to succeed!
Chapter 312 Congratulations! You've made 0.9% progress. Just 0.1% more to succeed!
Chapter 312 Congratulations! You've made 0.9% progress. Just 0.1% more to succeed!
Boheth is a place with excellent feng shui, and its environment is somewhat similar to Vanaheim. It is full of original and natural flavor, with little trace of human intervention.
After thinking it over, Du Mu decided to build a branch base in space here.
The branch base on the moon is too far from the interstellar route, making each trip back and forth inconvenient.
Bohet is different. It is not far from the interstellar route, and its remote location makes it difficult for outsiders to discover it, which makes the transportation of supplies relatively convenient.
Moreover, there are no major powers stationed nearby, making it the perfect place to build a base.
Having made up his mind, Du Mu raised his hand and waved it, and a large number of robots appeared out of thin air.
These are all discarded first-generation whip-rod robots, with configurations far inferior to Ultron robots, but they are perfect for physical labor such as building bases.
Although these whip robots are obsolete models, their systems are still controlled by Ultron. Du Mu doesn't need to worry about directing them; he can simply hand them over to Ultron.
Meanwhile, the members of the Raiders were processing the corpses of the undead soldiers inside the Darkstar, stripping off all usable equipment and sorting it for recycling.
Du Mu, feeling bored, borrowed some branches from Groot, who had just recovered, and started a campfire.
Upon seeing this, the Guardians of the Galaxy's eyes lit up, and they immediately scattered and disappeared into the nearby forest.
In no time, they had each caught a lot of wild game, quickly cleaned it, and then took a bunch of branches from Groot, whittled them into skewers, and skewered the meat.
Groot: (*)
Just then, Yondu and several of his men walked over from the Dark Star, carrying a blue-skinned woman who was tied up.
"Boss, what should we do with this guy?" Yondu shoved the man forward.
Upon closer inspection, Du Mu discovered that it was Nebula, Gamora's sister.
After Nebula was knocked unconscious by Gamora, she was left unattended in a corner, and Du Mu had completely forgotten about her.
Du Mu narrowed his eyes: "She knows too much about us. She'll definitely inform Thanos when she gets back. Let's drag her out and behead her."
Gamora couldn't bear it and pleaded, "Du Mu, she's still my sister. Spare her life. Just cut off her limbs; that way she won't be able to escape."
nebula:"???"
Are you even human?!
She hurriedly cried out, "I won't tell Thanos!"
Why should I believe you?
Du Mu was eating skewers, his mouth covered in oil, completely disregarding his image.
But Xingyun felt a pressure from Du Mu, the instinctive fear of the weak towards the strong.
On the Dark Star, she witnessed how Du Mu killed Ronan and banished Corvus Glaive. Apart from Thanos, this was the first time she had seen such a terrifying person, someone she could not possibly fight against.
She hurriedly explained, "Thanos has long since stopped trusting me! He must have discovered my secret collusion with Ronan. Going back would be a death sentence for me; I dare not return to his side!"
"Oh? What kind of collusion? Tell me about it."
Du Mu raised an eyebrow, instantly becoming interested. A fruit appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he took a bite.
Nebula hesitated for a few seconds, knowing that not telling the truth would mean certain death, so she could only grit her teeth and confess: "Thanos sent Corvus Glaive to monitor Ronan because of rumors. I helped him conceal the information about the Orb of Destiny and helped him secretly seize the Orb. We agreed that after the matter was settled, he would help me kill Thanos."
Good heavens, just how many wicked things has Thanos done that both of his daughters are determined to betray him?
Du Mu munched on some melon and fruit, chuckling, "That's a good reason, but how do I know if you're telling the truth?"
Nebula didn't speak. Suddenly, a projector popped out from her left eye socket, forming a playback device that projected a clear image that floated in mid-air.
The scene depicts Nebula and Ronan secretly colluding.
Du Mu recorded and saved it, then nodded: "Alright, I believe you, Yondu. Now you can drag him away and cut off his limbs."
nebula:"???"
No, why are you going to cut it after saying that?!
Nebula felt that Du Mu was even more terrifying than Ronan. At least Ronan was wary of Thanos's power and dared not attack her casually, but Du Mu did not play by the rules at all.
She quickly said, "Wait, I want to join you!"
Du Mu raised an eyebrow: "We, the Raiders, are a legitimate organization. You're Thanos's daughter, a wanted criminal in the universe, with a whole host of scandals. Why would we want you to join?"
Nebula's lips twitched slightly.
You lot are all on the most wanted list in the universe, and you still have the nerve to talk about her?
She took a deep breath: "I know the Orb of the Universe is in your hands, and you will face Thanos sooner or later. I can provide you with all the information about Thanos, and I am proficient in various skills, which will definitely be of help to you."
Du Mu pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly: "Alright, I'll give you a chance."
In fact, what Nebula can do, Gamora can also do.
The problem is that Gamora is a member of the Guardians of the Galaxy, and those guys in the Guardians of the Galaxy are all restless and will eventually leave the Raiders.
Besides, Du Mu didn't want to keep them.
Quill's sand sculpture virus is too infectious; every member of the Guardians of the Galaxy is a carrier. If they stay with the Ravagers for too long, they might infect the other members as well, which would be terrible.
He didn't want to be leading a bunch of idiots around in the future; just thinking about it gave him a headache.
Nebula can fill the void left by the departure of the Guardians of the Galaxy.
Although she was a bit weak, she was still a talent cultivated by Thanos, and was definitely much stronger than those former raiders.
Du Mu waved his hand, signaling Yondu to untie Nebula.
"From now on, you are an intern with the Raiders. You'll be promoted to a full-time position after you achieve some results."
"OK."
Nebula flexed her wrists and nodded.
She's a pragmatic person; when faced with someone who could kill her at will, it's better to just obey.
Quill leaned closer and whispered to Du Mu, "You really believe her? What if she's a spy sent by Thanos?"
Du Mu didn't care at all: "So what if she's an undercover agent? What kind of trouble can she cause?"
Quill thought about it and agreed.
Even Ronan and Corvus Glaive fell to Du Mu, so Nebula really can't cause any real trouble.
Of course, none of the necessary procedures can be omitted.
Nebula's initiation ritual for raiders is something none of them can escape.
First, they'll arrange for the heavy-duty, high-tech work, then they'll proceed with the seal of eradicating the root of all trouble.
Even if she really is a spy sent by Thanos, she shouldn't be able to divulge a single word.
It's important to understand that the seal of the tongue's demise isn't just about sealing one's mouth; any method of revealing secrets cannot bypass it, including scientific methods like remote intelligence transmission via electronic devices. As soon as the thought of revealing a secret arises, the seal will immediately activate.
Du Mu patted Xingyun's shoulder; it felt hard, all cold mechanical parts, devoid of any human warmth.
He casually said, "Work hard, and maybe I can help you regain your physical body someday."
Nebula's eyes widened in disbelief as she asked, "You...you're telling the truth!?"
Du Mu nodded: "Of course, I am a mage, magic is omnipotent."
Upon hearing this, Nebula's expression immediately became excited.
She's not some kind of pervert, so how could she possibly like this half-human, half-machine monster-like appearance of hers?
She hated this body, but she couldn't resist Thanos at all. She could only be transformed into her current form step by step by him, with most of her organs replaced by cold, lifeless parts.
She has two great wishes in her life: one is to defeat Thanos, and the other is to change her body back to normal.
And now, Du Mu is telling her that there is still hope of turning back.
Nebula took several deep breaths, forcing herself to calm down, and said earnestly to Du Mu, "If that's the case, I will swear to serve the Plunderers to the death!"
Du Mu glanced at Xingyun's rapidly rising favorability rating, smiled, and remained silent.
The tactic of making empty promises may be old-fashioned, but it's undeniably effective.
But then again, now that Thanos's two daughters have come to his side, if that old father Thanos finds out, wouldn't he come knocking on his door with a big sword?
Du Mu thought about it for a moment, then decided it wasn't a big deal.
Anyway, he's already banished Corvus Glaive, so Thanos probably already got wind of it. He's already offended everyone he could, so one more won't make a difference.
If Thanos really dares to come looking for him, he'll have Quill awkwardly dance and give Gamora a deep French kiss in front of him, and see who suffers more.
As Du Mu thought this, a malicious smile appeared on his face.
Quill, who happened to be nearby, caught a glimpse of it and couldn't help but shudder.
He was the person who knew Du Mu best at the scene. Every time Du Mu made that face, he was definitely up to some dirty trick. He just didn't know which guy would be the one to suffer this time.
Du Mu looked down at the skewers in his hand and thought that grilling them one by one was too tedious, so he simply stretched out several black tentacles and grabbed a large handful of skewers to grill them.
After they were baked, everyone got a share, even Nebula, who had just joined the team and was still in her internship period.
The Guardians of the Galaxy were used to Du Mu's culinary skills.
But after everyone else finished the barbecue, they were all amazed, feeling that all the food they had ever eaten before was utter garbage compared to it.
What's even stranger is that everyone suddenly felt an inexhaustible surge of energy, and they couldn't wait to find something to do, unable to sit still for even a moment.
[Beef and horse barbecue: After eating it, physical strength and energy will be significantly improved, but there are certain side effects. The consumer can only consume this physical strength and energy by working hard.]
Du Mu watched as the group of people in front of him, who were as energetic as if they had been injected with chicken blood, ran off to work without saying a word, and nodded in satisfaction.
Since everyone likes it so much, let's use this as our staff meal from now on.
Du Mu did not forget Hela.
He grilled a batch of meat skewers separately and sent them directly to Helheim.
Hela was sitting on her skull throne, one leg crossed over the other, striking a pretentious pose that seemed to say "keep away."
Upon seeing Du Mu appear, she raised her eyelids and said in a resentful tone, "So you finally decided to come back to see me?"
Du Mu shuddered: "Speak properly, don't pull this stunt. My relationship with you is purely transactional."
As he spoke, he tossed the meat skewers in his hand across the air.
Of course, these skewers weren't made of beef or horse meat; he was afraid Hela would make him work after eating them.
Hela caught the skewer of meat and, without any hesitation, started eating it right away, enjoying it immensely.
Du Mu stared at her for two seconds, then suddenly asked, "By the way, have you ever brushed your teeth?"
Hela rolled her eyes dramatically: "Only you mortals would bother with such trivial matters. We gods can cleanse ourselves directly with divine power; our teeth will never decay, and our breath will always be fresh, understand?"
Du Mu suddenly realized.
No wonder Thor always looks like he just took a shower and dried his hair after transforming; it's all thanks to his divine power.
"Wait, then why are you dressed like this?"
When Du Mu first saw Hela's hair, which was greasy and tangled, he thought she hadn't had a place to bathe for thousands of years.
Hela scoffed, her neck stiffening: "I like it, is that wrong?"
Du Mu shrugged: "Alright, alright, whatever makes you happy."
After Hela finished the last few bites of her kebab, Du Mu went over to her and began to learn magic from her.
To be honest, Hela knows quite a lot of magic, and is quite proficient in it.
Unlike her two younger brothers, one of whom only knows how to steal a hammer and the other only knows how to play with a dagger.
Hela's greatest strength lies in death magic, possessing the powerful ability to control all corpses and even resurrect them, making her a true god-level necromancer.
Unfortunately, this magic, like Thor's lightning power, is an innate skill he is born with. Even if Hela were willing to teach him, Du Mu would not be able to learn it, just like a bird teaching a fish how to fly—it's simply impossible.
Du Mu had no choice but to settle for second best and choose a few more practical spells to learn.
Hela gave a heads-up: "Don't blame me for not warning you beforehand, you mortals don't possess divine power, so you might not be able to learn Asgardian magic."
Du Mu waved his hand dismissively, saying, "You can teach me; whether I can learn it or not is my business."
Hela pursed her lips, but didn't say anything more, and started teaching directly.
A system notification suddenly popped into Du Mu's mind.
[NPC Hela Odinson offers to teach you magic-related skills and knowledge. Do you accept?]
Reading books and being taught by an NPC are the same; both have a progress bar. Only when the progress bar is full can you be considered to have truly learned it.
"As long as I can learn it, that's fine."
Du Mu decisively chose to accept.
As Hela began her explanation and practical demonstration, the progress bar started to move forward little by little.
Du Mu pretended to be watching and listening attentively, but in reality, he wasn't paying attention at all; he was completely focused on the progress bar.
Hela explained things quite thoroughly, breaking them down into very simple details, which was surprisingly responsible.
After she finished speaking, she looked at Du Mu and asked, "Did you understand?"
Du Mu glanced at the progress bar and, seeing that it had only progressed a little, immediately shook his head: "I didn't understand. Teach me again."
"Alright."
Hela hadn't expected Du Mu to learn it in one go.
She started teaching from the beginning again, this time deliberately slowing down and being more meticulous than the first time.
Du Mu nodded while secretly glancing at the progress bar.
After the second explanation, the progress bar moved forward a little more, but it was still not halfway through.
Hela asked, "Did you understand this time?"
Du Mu shook his head: "I'm still a little confused, let's try again."
Hela frowned: "Are you sure you can do this? If you can't learn it, don't force yourself."
"Teach me one more time, I'm almost there, I'll probably learn about 10% more."
"Okay, okay, okay."
Hearing about the progress, Hela figured that one more lesson would be enough, so she immediately started teaching.
After the third explanation, Du Mu clapped his hands and exclaimed, "You taught so well!"
"So you learned it?"
"Almost there, just the last 1%."
"?"
Hela was bewildered: "Why is my learning getting slower and slower?"
Du Mu quickly explained, "You should know that magic relies on comprehension, not rote memorization. Many times, you get stuck at the very last step, and then suddenly you have an epiphany and everything becomes clear. You learn the beginning quickly, but the last little bit is the hardest to break through."
Hela frowned and thought about it. Although she felt that something was not right, there was indeed some truth to what she said.
She gritted her teeth and began the fourth lesson.
She taught very quickly this time, clearly rushing to finish, but she didn't miss any of the key points.
"And this time?"
"Congratulations! You've made 0.9% progress this time. Now you only need 0.1% more to fully master it!"
"???"
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