Chapter 151: New Power

  Mo Yan didn't come to find Belika, because he had almost completely forgotten about this pirate. He originally planned to set up a sailors' academy in Thunder Cliff, and see if he could recruit some old sailors from the coastal cities of Eran to be instructors, to train a large number of sailors who can drive ships for Thunder Cliff.

  However, due to various things that happened, Mo Yan did not remember his own decision. He didn't find anything for Berika to do, but he also didn't allow her to leave the range of the White House, which led to Berika being able to only stay in the White House every day, with nothing to do except constantly honing her combat skills.

  However, forgetting the existence of this woman, Mo Yan did not have any feelings of guilt. After all, he originally disliked pirates very much. If it weren't for the fact that Berica herself looked pretty good and Thunder Cliff really needed sailors, he wouldn't even let her live.

  When Mo Yan arrived at the training room, it was already quite late. However, Belinda, who had spent another day in the training room, hadn't eaten dinner yet. She saw the surprise on Niu's face when he entered and knew he wasn't there specifically to see her, so she just exchanged a couple of sentences with him before leaving.

  As a captive woman, she is unlikely to have much conversation with her captor. Years of pirate life have taught her to cherish every moment of being alive, and she will comply with the demands of the victor in order to survive, while constantly thinking of ways to escape this demon city.

  However, according to her careful observation, although the White House looks like it's not heavily guarded, in reality, there are many hidden sentries, which is also one of the reasons why she hasn't escaped yet. Captured by Heilong and taken to Leiting Cliff, she can only roughly sense her location in Ailan, unfamiliar with the path, she won't easily escape. Moreover, even if she escapes from Leiting Cliff, she has nowhere to go, her father's fleet has already been destroyed.

  After Berika left, Mo Yan locked the training room door and took off his clothes one by one, leaving only a large red cloth hanging from his waist. He didn't take off his clothes because he would sweat a lot like Berika when exercising, but because his muscles would burst out of his tight-fitting clothes as soon as he exerted force. Mo Yan wondered what material the Green Giant's pants were made of...

  Mo Yan came to the training room to try out his new powers. In his dream, he had clicked and swallowed the witchcraft powers that were divided by the goddess, and finally got the core of the witchcraft power rules. The goddess also told him that all the witchcraft powers he had swallowed had merged with his soul, which not only enhanced his soul's power but also changed his soul.

  Let him not be afraid of the invasion of other magic, and let his attack have the attribute of magic. However, when he gained new power, he also slightly worried about a philosophical problem: if even the soul has changed, then is it still oneself?

  But this problem only troubled him for three seconds. It was directly thrown aside by him. Just like "I" is "I", such problems are only considered by people who have nothing better to do. Even if the soul has changed, what's the big deal? Mo Yan knew who he was and what he was doing, which was enough.

  Everyone thinks carefully and is not immutable, with the growth of age, what grows is not only physical. From birth, every thing and object that comes into contact has the possibility to affect a person's mind and soul, making them feel moved, painful, joyful, and troubled, and then people will understand mercy, perseverance, and decisiveness.

  Now Mo Yan is only concerned with the new power brought by the witchcraft. He can feel a different kind of thing flowing in his body, but he doesn't know what effect and harm will be caused by using this power. From waking up pretending to be stupid to enduring until now, I really admire Mo Yan's endurance.

  In the training room, Mo Yan put his hands together at his waist. He tried to make a turtle-style qigong pose, concentrating all the magical powers into his palms. As the power in his body gathered, Mo Yan's hands emitted a black flame, which grew stronger as the power concentrated. However, no energy ball formed in his palm.

  He exerted all his strength, and even the muscles all over his body burst out, but Mo Yan still couldn't manage to produce the Turtle School's Qi Gong to shoot it out. In the end, he could only put away that arrogant look. Looking at his hands which were emitting black flames, he said somewhat disappointedly: "Is this the best I can do? I thought it was something amazing, but it just adds an attack effect, and all it does is make my whole body emit some black fire during battles."

  Mo Yan cancelled his control over the energy and walked towards the place where he had piled up his clothes. He stretched out his hand to put on his clothes and leave. However, the black flame in his hand did not completely disappear, and the remaining tiny black flame instantly caused the bright clothes to rapidly deteriorate at a speed visible to the naked eye, like rotten food.

  "Oh... I see." Looking at the clothes that had already become a tangled mess, Mo Yan looked at his own hands and suddenly realized. It seemed that this power was not like what he had imagined, originally thinking that the power of witchcraft would be similar to magic, even if the nature was different, at least it could release some kind of spell ball, but he didn't expect it to be a corrosive power.

  This is quite a good power, but it's unknown what extent this power can reach. If it can easily corrode the armor and weapons of the God-chosen warriors, then Mo Yan's attacks will become even more diverse. When Mo Yan confronts the God-chosen warrior, suddenly igniting black flames to unleash a "Hug Sister Kill" would be a great choice.

  However, this dark flame should not only have the power of corrosion. Other ways of using it will be asked about Riesz or those new mages who came to Thunder Cliff when the time comes. This mysterious power is inexplicable and can't be understood at all, even if I can control it like my own body, but it won't run as he thinks.

  Another gathering of magical powers, after studying the black flame for a while, Mo Yan couldn't see any other use for it and decided to return to his bedroom to rest. However, just as he was about to walk out after unlocking the door, a gentle breeze blowing from the gap between the doors caused the red cloth strip below him to flutter in the wind, and only then did Mo Yan realize... he wasn't wearing any clothes.

  In the blink of an eye, more than two months had passed, and Lei Ting Cliff returned to its usual calm. Mo Yan spent every day processing daily chores, and besides that, he was with Ritz and others in the city's research center, developing all sorts of magical devices. The collision between Earth's alien thinking and native magic and mechanical technology sparked unpredictable sparks.

  Within these two months, Mo Yan, with the help of Ritz and the dwarf craftsmen, finally came up with a cheap medium-sized power generation device, and even made usable lighting bulbs. Although the equipment for making light bulbs required magic to manufacture, this set of equipment did not require people with magical powers to control and use it, which allowed the production of electric lights to be mass-produced.

  Compared to the expensive magical lamps, electric lights that use electricity are much cheaper, although they require the installation of power lines. The Iron Furnace Fort in Ulrico Mountains has now taken shape, and a large-scale smelting furnace with complete facilities has been put into use. This smelting furnace designed by the dwarves can process minerals into various forms.

  Various thicknesses of electric wires are also produced by specialized equipment. After Mo Yan successfully built a small power plant in the city, the streets near the White House were quickly lit up with electric lights, and large quantities of electric wires were transported from Iron Furnace Fortress every day until they reached the operating load of the generator.

  This made all the Thundercliff citizens come to the vicinity of the White House at night, watching the streetlights on the roadside suddenly light up. This was simply a miracle-like thing for the Salters and Dwarves who had been using fire oil for lighting. Under each bright streetlight every evening, there were groups of people looking up stupidly at the bright electric lights, trying to figure out the principle behind them.

  Noteworthy is the renovation of street lamps near the White House, which has caused the already high housing prices around the White House to rise again by several levels. This has become a truly upper-class community, and even the original houses that were not beautifully built have been largely demolished and rebuilt. One after another, exquisite buildings in the style of Gray and Saltier have risen from these places.

  While the citizens of Thundercliff yearn for the upper city, they also hope that Mo Yan can build more streetlights to make the entire city bright and prosperous. The strong demand from these residents has also guaranteed the stability of Mo Yan's rule. What people want is nothing but prosperity. If a pig could achieve this, they would unhesitatingly put it on the throne, let alone a kind-hearted demon?

  In the midst of Thundercliff, there is no moment when they are not promoting Mo Yan, and every week's Thundercliff Weekly also tells what good things Mo Yan has done. The Sart people in Thundercliff have gradually become accustomed to this demon city lord.

  The general election is getting closer and closer, and the day of war with Carthage is also approaching. However... Mo Yan is not worried at all, because he has arranged everything in the new federation, the general election? It's just a formality...