465 The Goddess Who Likes To Cosplay (III)

“Using the tools from the Tower of God will only shorten the time needed for your dimensional civilization to evolve. It doesn’t mean that you can forcefully evolve a low-leveled civilization that doesn’t meet the requirements of a high-leveled civilization.”

“This is against the laws of the universe.”

Oh, Lin Ye understood now.

Just like how pesticides could kill cockroaches, as long as one cockroach developed resistance, the new cockroaches that were born in the future would also develop resistance and lead the entire race to evolve.

The key was whether there were cockroaches that could develop resistance to the drug.

“The second question,” Lin Ye continued, “Is the power of inheritance the same as the ability of a Professional? Is it also randomly given?”

“Are the rewards different for every Inheritance Boss?”

Sino replied, “The power of inheritance is rather special. It’s not given randomly. In your world, each person can only obtain the inheritance skills set up by the gods.”

“There won’t be any changes.”

As expected, the effects of the Inheritance Skills in every Inheritance Dungeon were the same. They were not given randomly. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the advanced civilizations knew the effects of the Inheritance Skills that had already appeared and were not filled with the desire to explore.

Wait a minute!

He suddenly thought of a problem.

‘Wouldn’t my Fusion skill have a false probability that was set by the gods long ago?’

‘And I’m only fake barking all this time?’

‘F*ck!’

‘What an evil scheming god!’

‘If he had the ability, he would really do it randomly!’

‘Let me draw the card!’

Sino said, “However, I’ve heard some rumors that some inherited powers seem to mutate uncontrollably, giving birth to new inherited powers and obtaining even more powerful powers.”

“This is what the other Gatekeepers of the Tower of God told me. I’m not sure if it’s true.”

“After all, I can’t leave my post without permission.”

“Go and witness it with your own eyes.”

Lin Ye was speechless.

‘F*ck!’

‘Didn’t you give me new hope?’

‘Can I bark happily again?’

Lin Ye shook his head and dispelled the thought of drawing a card. He continued to ask seriously,

“The third question. You should know about the power of the New King, right? Is this the power of the gods?”

“Why can it ignore the Professional system skills?”

“I know of the New King,” Sino said, “This power is an existence condensed from the gods’ own power.”

“It belongs to a higher level of divine power. Extremely difficult to obtain.”

“And Professional power is just a ‘weakened version’ of divine power to make it easier for the creatures of the plane civilization to obtain and use it.”

“You should have noticed that there’s a similar divine power inside the Tower of God. After every challenger’s body is injured, no matter what healing spell is used, it won’t be able to completely heal their body. There will be a lingering pain in their soul and spirit, and it will take time for it to disappear on its own.”

“Unless it’s the kind of primitive healing technique you use, it can heal the body and the injured soul at the same time.”

“This is the performance of a high-level power crushing a low-level power.”

“Naturally, primal skills can ignore the effects of class skills.”

“The primal skill you cast with the Power of the King of Cinder can dispel the crowd control skill cast by a Professional, but the Dispel Skill of a Professional cannot dispel the Primal Control Skill you cast with the Power of the King of Cinder.”

“If the enemy you are fighting also possesses the power of the New King.”

“There won’t be any skill grade.”

“The primitive Dispel skill can dispel all control effects and negative statuses. It depends on who releases it first and who releases it later.”