I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early

Lu Yuan struggled internally for quite a while.

This time, the outcome of the trade seemed to have brought him a considerable benefit.

But in reality, who knows?

No matter how he thought about it, he felt hesitant.

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The terror of the broken window effect was exactly this—if he had not traded from the start and just left, although he would have felt some regrets, ignorance would have allowed him to resist many temptations.

But now, the idea of smashing the bowl was simply unbearable.

In the end, Lu Yuan used Sealing Resin to wrap up the golden bowl and put it into the Storage Space—a substance with Sealing Ability was untransmittable.

The Storage Space easily accommodated the golden bowl, which indicated that it was indeed a "dead object".

This, on the contrary, relieved Lu Yuan a great deal.

As for the subsequent trades, he dared not to carry them out recklessly and decided to wait until he was in dire straits before considering it.

And the mirror seemed to know that Lu Yuan was now full of caution, so it too didn’t bother with more idle talk.

It needed to wait, wait for a critical opportunity.

...

Lu Yuan gently closed the door of the room and looked at the dim ceiling, the shattered lights, the dusty walls.

This world was too fantastical.

Merely an ancestral-level spaceship of the Rize Civilization hid such terrifying crises.

What about other civilizations?

There might be some fortunate encounters, but for most Second Generation Civilizations, life might not be so easy.

Of course, perhaps a very few Second Generations have against-the-odds good fortune?

There might even be ancient civilizations that have survived to the present?

Who knows?

Lu Yuan found a relatively clean and spacious room, spread out some soft lizard skin, and lay down to rest.

He was exhausted, already greatly weakened by the [Ghost]’s attack.

A string of events followed, and the mental battles with the [Demon] left his mind in turmoil.

But he didn’t dare to fall asleep, so he could only close his eyes to recuperate in hopes of recovering sooner.

"Mr. Turtle, it’s not that I don’t want to leave, I just need to rest a bit. Understand, please," Lu Yuan said.

"Are you hungry? Want me to make something to eat?"

Watching the anxious turtle, Lu Yuan took out a large pile of nearly expired flour from the Storage Space.

Well, there must have been about 500 pounds!

He also took out a big pot and started cooking dumplings for it to eat.

Lu Yuan didn’t feel a loss because in the Rize Civilization he could get as much food as he wanted.

The Undying Giant Turtle, smelling the aroma, drooled profusely.

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Anomaly corpses!

But there weren’t many corpses, and they were quickly consumed.

Eventually, it had eaten everything clean, including beds and machinery.

Only after there was nothing left did it have to hibernate for a long time.

Now seeing this big pot of food, the old turtle wagged its head sides to sides, tears in its eyes.

"Bro, you’re the best, I misjudged you. At first, I thought you weren’t worthy of brotherhood, but now I think, you’re a good person!" the Undying Giant Turtle issued a "good person card".

"No, no, no, I don’t deserve it! How can a nobody like me be the Undying Giant Turtle’s brother? I just can’t!" Lu Yuan said, "Let’s be friends."

"How can you be unworthy? You killed a Demon and slaughtered a Monster, you’re awesome, bro."

"No way, absolutely not! I really don’t deserve it!"

The more Lu Yuan declined, the more guilty the Undying Giant Turtle felt, especially since it had considered eating him just a moment ago.

The paralyzed Old Cat, with wide eyes, thought the scene somewhat resembled the memory of "Cat Mama and some muscular man competing to pay the bill", "I’ll treat", "No, I’ll treat", as if letting the other pay was an insult to themselves.

Is this how you deceive a turtle?

This turtle... cough cough, will eventually be assimilated by Old Lu’s persona, thereby acquiring a mental illness.

At this thought, Old Cat felt melancholy and started to malfunction: What is life?

And the turtle, sensing the aura of mental illness, stared with its dark green eyes at the Orange Cat: What is death?

Lu Yuan was also quite helpless.

Powerful civilizations could enslave Anomalies directly, or use technology to confine them forcibly.

After all, the description of a Milestone was "capture and utilize", as long as it could be used, regardless of the form.

Lu Yuan lacked both the Ability to Control and the technology, so he could only use low-cost methods: appeal to emotion, talk about the future!

Throughout history, most successful people mastered this technique.

Especially the big capitalists, talking about emotions and painting big pictures, were all part of the curriculum.

"Mr. Turtle, eat slowly, have some water," Lu Yuan suggested.

The turtle, eating the dumplings, teared up even more—it was a bowl of steaming soup from difficult times.

Others would only confine it to study the Engravings on its body.

But this bro was actually making food for it.

A bit of food during a time of adversity was truly... touching.

Its stomach seemed like a bottomless pit. A pot of dumplings, along with a large amount of water, was devoured in half an hour, followed by a huge satisfied belch.

"Hoo..." the giant turtle let out a contented sigh.

Afterward, while Lu Yuan rested,

the junk cat and the Undying Giant Turtle engaged in friendly conversation.

The cause of the matter was simple; the turtle indeed had been confined here for research.

"Those filthy reptiles, torturing me every day, making me display the engravings on my body!"

"But somehow, they all died! Hahaha! And Mr. Turtle here escaped!"

As for how it escaped?

It... was not willing to say.

Well, with a little thought, one could tell it was a case of endurance!