"This is... a skill?" Zhang Chen looked at the ball of golden light on the ground, his eyes immediately lighting up with a passionate gaze, "After all, it was a creature mythologized by the gods, right? The skill that came from it shouldn’t be an ordinary one, should it?"
The Dragon Qi in the sky clashing with the True Dragon Qi protecting Zhang Chen unexpectedly spawned a skill, making Zhang Chen overjoyed.
This is a skill!
That is Dragon Qi, what kind of skill would emerge from it?
Zhang Chen was full of anticipation!
With his eyes fixed on the golden light on the ground, Zhang Chen immediately picked up the skill:
[Skill discovered, would you like to pick it up?]
Without hesitation, Zhang Chen said, "Pick it up."
[You have picked up the skill: Water Control Technique.]
[Note 1: Can manipulate all water flow within a five-meter radius]
"Water Control Technique? Can manipulate all water flow within a five-meter radius?" Zhang Chen looked at the skill, contemplating, "A bit of a letdown, but it is not entirely useless."
This skill can serve as a support skill, for instance, to catch fish in water or to instantly dry clothes after washing them.
As for lethality? None!
What can you do with water flow within a five-meter radius? Practically nothing!
Looking at the rain falling from the sky, Zhang Chen, with a thought, suddenly stopped the rain within a five-meter radius, making it suspend in mid-air, and then all at once, the water gathered like rivers returning to the sea, forming a ball suspended in Zhang Chen’s palm.
"That’s about it, no other function." Zhang Chen muttered to himself, "If this water control ability could be added to the skill ’Blood Control,’ I would be able to command all blood within a five-meter radius, that would be unbeatable."
"I must say, although this skill is somewhat insignificant, it is extremely important as a support skill. I basically wouldn’t need to bring a water bottle while climbing mountains in the future; I can directly separate impurities from the water and make it pure." Zhang Chen muttered as all the rainwater on his raincoat separated, and the raincoat turned dry again.
At this moment, the dragon’s roar over the world dissipated, and the red sound waves across the mountains vanished, as if nothing had ever happened. Only Zhang Chen stood there, looking at the clouds in the sky, with a hint of contemplation in his eyes: "Mr. Wang Wu said that to transform into a dragon, one must obtain fate. Could this ’fate’ refer to ’Dragon Qi’?"
After pondering for a while without making sense, Zhang Chen looked at his dry clothes with a satisfied expression and then continued his journey.
The rain dripped on the leaves, and the refreshing air combined with the tranquility made Zhang Chen momentarily intoxicated, and all his worries faded away.
"My Water Control Technique can be very useful in times of drought." Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Zhang Chen as he looked at the dry soil. His eyes sparkled with a bright light.
As Zhang Chen willed it, all the ’water’ within five meters underground came to his mind and was mastered by him.
As the thoughts turned in Zhang Chen’s mind, streams of water emerged from the ground and flowed upward, suspending in front of Zhang Chen. These streams came from groundwater, and with Zhang Chen’s thought, they were drawn out by his skill.
"However, with the obstruction of the soil, drawing it out is laborious; otherwise, I could set a five-meter-thick wall of water with a thought, and mere mortals wouldn’t be able to harm me. Why would I need to make gunpowder?" Zhang Chen showed a regretful expression. Due to the obstruction of the mud and sand below, Zhang Chen’s speed in drawing up groundwater wasn’t fast, and it was no better than the normal rate of water permeating through mud and sand. Using this for defense during critical moments was practically impossible. Before gathering enough water around himself, he’d already be slain by his opponent.
"However, the Water Control Technique has given me inspiration; I should upgrade ’Blood Control Technique.’ Eventually, it might upgrade to where I can control other people’s bloodstream; by then, everyone before me would be no more than a sibling, and even a mighty army would be ants." Zhang Chen’s heart was filled with anticipation as he reached the cave, looking at the beehive that had grown to the size of a washbasin, and the various sizes of hornets. He revealed a satisfied smile, evidently pleased with the progress of the hornets building their nest.
Sensing Zhang Chen’s presence, countless hornets left the hive and flew toward him, landing on him affectionately as they crawled all over him.
Zhang Chen took out the prepared meat dices from the basket and fed the hornets before looking at his Hunting Falcon.
The Hunting Falcon stood like a wooden statue on the rock, motionless as it gazed at the rain and wind outside the cave, its eyes full of defiance.
Zhang Chen took out a whistle from his pocket, and as he blew it, the falcon spread its wings and flew over, landing on Zhang Chen’s shoulder. Zhang Chen placed the meat on a rock, and the falcon fluttered over, devouring it.
"I really don’t know whether you’re the master or I am, having me feed you like this; you have some good fortune." Zhang Chen grumbled, then took his machete from the basket, turned, and marched towards the ancient grave on the desolate mountain.
With the heavy rain pouring down, Zhang Chen worried about encountering hungry beasts in the wilderness, looking for food. On rainy days, the beasts that venture out to hunt are all famished, as many small creatures do not venture out during rain. If they were to encounter him, these famished beasts might be desperate enough to attack.
If it weren’t for the dynamite strapped on him and the undeployed Beast Taming Technique, Zhang Chen wouldn’t dare venture alone in the dense mountains.
In fact, Zhang Chen overthought it. The previous dragon’s roar had already frightened all the beasts into submission, none daring to come out, even the predators stayed in their lairs.
Arriving at the trap, Zhang Chen found it empty; no beast had fallen in.
Looking at the vacant trap, Zhang Chen mumbled, "As expected."
Zhang Chen’s goal was not hunting; it was to excavate the ancient tomb. He didn’t want the rain to delay his progress in digging.
Especially as he looked at the little experience he was missing, Zhang Chen felt anxious. He lacked only 273 experience points, but they were delayed for various reasons.
"Moreover, with today’s drizzle, I wonder if the sepulchral soil would be soaked through. If the soil structure becomes loose under the rain’s soaking, today’s excavation progress might be further delayed," Zhang Chen muttered as he hurried through the rain, worried that a flood in the mountains might fill the pit he dug, creating more trouble.